This Damned Thirst for Survival

Zhang Orange spoke incoherently, but Jiang Luo understood what he meant.

When Zhang Cheng looked at Zhang Feng in the upside-down posture, the baby ghost also bowed his head in the same posture, facing Zhang Cheng from between Zhang Feng's legs.

Jiang Luo stunned Zhang Cheng without a trace. He raised his head anxiously and said, "Zhang Cheng is dizzy! Someone and I will take him to the infirmary."

Lu Yi ran over cleverly and helped Zhang Cheng out, "I'm coming."

The indifferent dead ghost frowned and walked over to take Zhang Cheng and put it on his back.

The others were stopped by the staff, and the four walked quickly to the infirmary. After putting Zhang Cheng on the bed, she took this opportunity to meet with the chief director.

The chief director shook hands with them politely. When he saw the dead ghost, he hesitated and said, "Is this one too?"

Jiang Luo nodded, meaningless to say more. The chief director wisely stopped asking more questions, but tuned out the video of playing the **** game.

There were three angles in the video, and they watched it all intently. You can see it most clearly in the rear-view video, with a black shadow passing by Zhang Feng's feet.

This shadow is really inconspicuous, even like the shadow when shooting a machine slide. The director played the video at multiples of slow speed, watched it back and forth several times, but did not see a baby under Zhang Feng's feet.

The chief director felt numb and couldn't help but said, "Did Zhang Cheng misread it?"

"Director, you'd better expect him to read it right," Lu Yi said sternly, "things that can be discovered are much better than unknown things."

The chief director is a fat man. After hearing this sentence, he couldn't help wiping the sweat on his forehead, "The master is right."

Jiang Luo frowned as he watched the video. I don't know why, he always feels that there is some violation in the video, but he can't tell where the violation is.

Ye Xun read Zhang Feng's information again and was surprised, "Among the dead trainees, is there someone from the same company as Zhang Feng?"

"Yes, it's the trainee in the bed where you live, Master. His name is Li Zhen," the chief director hurriedly said. "Li Zhen and Zhang Feng were a group of two when they came. After rating the stage, Li Zhen is B, Zhang Feng It's C. When training in the training room, Li Zhen is getting closer and closer to the trainees from the other two companies. They are the same dead Chen Lizhi and Lin Xiao."

"The four of them have a very good relationship because of Li Zhen's relationship. They often eat together."

Ye Xun thoughtfully, "No wonder. No wonder Zhang Feng is so hostile to me, saying that I occupy someone else's place... But I heard that Zhang Feng and Li really had friction."

The trainees were in a closed recording studio, and most of what happened could not escape the eyes of the program crew. The chief director expertly said: "There are no small things going back and forth, either because Li Zhen from the same company is getting more and more popular, and he is getting worse and feeling uncomfortable, or because Li Zhen doesn't want to talk to Zhang Feng anymore. No other reason."

Jiang Luo listened diligently, and was a little absent-minded when watching the video, "Have you ever suspected that Zhang Feng is related to the three trainees who died?"

"Of course we suspected," the chief director smiled wryly, "but when practicing life and death, Zhang Feng was either in the training room or sleeping in the dormitory. He had an alibi."

After speaking, he hesitated, "Speaking of Zhang Feng, I still remember one thing. We suppressed the death of the trainees, and told them that they had retired. The others did not doubt, but Zhang Feng's expression But it was ugly. He took a leave of absence that day and kept himself wrapped in a quilt. He had a high fever at night... We guessed that he was because Li Zhen had also left, and he felt uneasy."

Is it really just because the company's partner left the show silently?

Jiang Luo didn't think it would be so innocent.

Perhaps when he received the "retirement notice of trainees", Zhang Feng already knew that the three of Li Zhen did not retire, but died.

He was very scared. Was he afraid of the death of Li Zhen's trio, or was he afraid of the truth about Li Zhen's death?

Or is he afraid of "death" to find him?

Jiang Luo returned to his mind, but remembered that in addition to the three trainees, another person behind the scenes had also died.

The deceased staff member was an ordinary-faced woman. She did not intend to make a debut, nor did she have a jealous audience relationship. He also had a low sense of presence at work. If it were not for this incident, the director would not be able to name her. She and The three trainees have nothing in common.

There was another muffled thunder outside, and the computer network was blocked for a while, and the picture froze the moment Zhang Feng lowered his head.

"Oh my God," the director sighed and whispered, "It's really changeable."

Jiang Luo Yuguang glanced at the computer screen, "Yes, it will rain when it rains..." He slowly stopped his voice.

Ye Xun asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Luo looked down at the computer, "Is Zhang Feng...no shadow?"

Ye Xun was taken aback and looked down.

The shadows indoors are not obvious in the outdoor sunlight, but they are not absent.

Ye Xun looked around Zhang Feng inch by inch and nodded, "He has no shadow."

Jiang Luo said decisively: "Director, show us the video before the death of the three Li Zhen."

The director hurried to adjust the video for them.

The video is the latest video before the death of the three of Li Zhen. In the video, after careful observation, you can see that there is no shadow of the three of them.

The director couldn't believe that he was a person living in ordinary society. After watching it back and forth several times, he collapsed on his chair and said, "It's really haunted..."

"This matter is inseparable from Zhang Feng," Jiang Luo felt better when he had a clue, "From him, it will be a breakthrough point."

After watching the video, several people said goodbye to the director.

The rain outside was very loud, and the weather was overcast like six or seven o'clock in the evening. But it was a little bit bright anyway, Jiang Luo walked quickly to the dormitory building, remembering the monsters that would only appear in the dark.

The umbrella surface was almost blown away by the wind, and all the way downstairs to the dormitory, Jiang Luo's shoes were soaked. He put away the umbrella, it was dripping wet, and a humanoid trace was soaked on the outer wall of the first floor.

It was like someone drenched and hit the wall.

Lu asked, "Jiang Luo, what shall we do now."

Jiang Luo closed his eyes, "Zhang Cheng only said that there are ghosts around him, and his emotional reaction is so great. Zhang Feng definitely knows something, but he just doesn't want to say it. Let's try and try to arouse him. ."

Without wasting time, the four people came to Zhang Feng's dormitory.

But Zhang Feng was not in the dormitory.

Jiang Luo hid on the balcony and called the director. The director dared not say a word: "It's impossible. Someone in our director team saw him enter the dormitory. Wait, I'll check the surveillance."

Five minutes later, the director called back, "He entered the dormitory, took something and ran out in a hurry, now I don't know where he went."

Jiang Luo thought.

A voice suddenly rang on the other end of the phone, "Director, who are you calling?"

The voice is magnetic, with a bit of amusement, it's Qin Fan.

The director broke his heart and almost forgot this one. He smiled and said: "Ms. Qin, I was too busy with the sudden accident just now. Didn't you scare you?"

Qin Fan just asked casually, not intending to explore other people’s privacy. He smiled and sat beside the director, “I’ve always been very courageous. There's a ghost."

After that, he thought for a while, and said leisurely: "I'm still in shock right now."

The director was also frightened. Ever since he knew there were ghosts here, his back has been hairy, and he always felt that something was staring at him in secret. Pushing himself and others, he worried and said: "Does Teacher Qin feel uncomfortable in any way?"

The sound of their dialogue reached Jiang Luo's ears. Jiang Luo leaned against the bed in the dormitory, closed his eyes, and listened quietly.

After chatting with Qin Fan for a few words, the director walked aside by himself, and said in a low voice to Jiang Luo: "Master, Teacher Qin is a little bit scared now, I'm afraid... Something is entangled in Teacher Qin, you Can you come and have a look?"

He said: "It's raining too much today. We arranged a room for Teacher Qin. If the master can come, he doesn't have to go back. There is a vacancy next door to Teacher Qin, and the regulations are better than the dormitory for trainees."

Jiang Luo didn't speak, but waited patiently.

The director cautiously tentatively asked: "Master, can I add money to you?"

Jiang Luo raised his eyelids, with a smile, "Then I'll go there."

The wind came and rained. When Jiang fell outside Qin Fan's door, his clothes were half wet. Qin Fan opened the door to him, with a listless and weak look, "Please come in."

Jiang Luo walked in unceremoniously, stepping on the clean floor with wet soles.

Qin Fan didn't care, and gave him the slippers with a good temper, "You are soaked all over, take a bath first, right?"

Such a big star is busy, only Jiang Luo can calmly watch him busy. He put on slippers. It was really uncomfortable to wear wet clothes on his body. He said that he wanted to refuse, "Then it will be troublesome."

Qin Fan found him a piece of clothing, and Jiang Luo walked into the bathroom.

Since it was not his own place, Jiang Luo simply took a hot bath, washed and changed into clothes after five minutes. The clothes were of Qin Fan's size, and there was still a tag for the new clothes, which was not worn.

He rolled up his sleeves and walked out in a damp and hot breath.

Qin Fan poured him a cup of coffee, sat on the sofa and waited for him, very approachable, "I heard the director say about you, Master," he held back a smile, thinking that the title was very interesting, "You plan to How to cure me?"

"Simple," Jiang Luo didn't touch the coffee, raising his eyebrows to look at him, "Is there any beer?"

Qin Fan brought him a cold beer, Jiang Luo took a sip, and leaned comfortably on the sofa, "Teacher Qin, you have to give me a white porcelain bowl and another cigarette."

These things are easy to find, and they are soon on the table.

Jiang Luo touched the talisman paper and threw it into the bowl. After the talisman paper was burnt to ashes, he took the clear water and poured it in.

The water became muddy, Jiang Luo lit the smoke, and took a sip in his lips, dripping with wet hair. He glanced at Qin Fan and apologized: "Teacher Qin, I'm sorry, now there is no sandalwood, so I can only use cigarettes instead."

When the words were over, he shook the ashes in the bowl, and when Qin Fan didn't react, he stirred the water with a cigarette.

"Drink this bowl, Teacher Qin will be fine," Jiang Luo took out the soaked cigarette and put it aside, smiling, "I won't have nightmares at night, I still sleep soundly."

Qin Fan looked at the bowl of water, and said, "Do you really want to drink it like this?"

Jiang Luo said, "Didn't you say you were scared?"

Qin Fan sighed, lowered his head and drank the bowl of Fushui into his stomach.

Jiang Luo stared at him closely, Qin Fan's Adam's apple was rolling, and he drank it all in one breath.

The fushui in it is not a tranquilizing talisman, but a suppression talisman, a first-class talisman that Jiang Luo writes better and better.

Drinking this bowl of suppression talisman is much more useful than sticking it on the outside. If Qin Fan is the puppet of evil spirits, if this bowl goes down, he will cut off the control of evil spirits. It would be even worse if the evil spirit leaned over. The evil spirit drank the suppression talisman, and at least was seriously injured.

But Qin Fan just put down the bowl with a bitter face, and said to Jiang Luo dumbfounded: "This smell is really strange."

There was no change, and he said naturally: "But let alone, it may be a psychological effect. I really feel a lot more relaxed and a little sleepy."

Jiang Luo didn't see anything. Isn't Qin Fan Chi You?

He sighed invisibly, stood up and said, "Ms. Qin, take a rest. After sleeping and waking up, everything will be fine."

Qin Fan couldn't help the strange smell, and rushed into the bathroom to rinse his mouth, and said as he walked: "Okay, you should go back and rest soon, I will trouble you today."

The door closed.

In the bathroom, Qin Fan lifted his face from the sink, his face moist, and his warm appearance showed a bit of wickedness and sensuality.

A few seconds later, a line of bright red blood slipped from the corner of his mouth.

He wiped off the blood, wiped the corners of his lips red, and his blood-stained lips slowly evoked a strange smile.

Jiang Luo returned to his room.

Throughout the afternoon, the rain outside got heavier and heavier, and Zhang Feng did not return to the dormitory either.

Jiang Luo fell asleep, and then went to the toilet after waking up. The layout of his room is the same as that of Qin Fan next door. There is a big bathtub in the bathroom that seduce people.

In the morning, I took a shower at Qin Fan's place too quickly, and Jiang Luo didn't enjoy it. He put hot water in the bathtub.

The black-haired youth took off his clothes, showing his graceful back, his shoulder blades leaping like butterflies. Jiang Luo put his hands on the edges of his pants, about to take it off, suddenly raised his eyelids and looked to the side.

A small window in the bathroom was facing the night, and the rain pulled long marks on the window, and the sense of peeping came again.

Jiang Luo walked over and closed the curtain blankly.

This feeling is like a shadow, and the other party hides in which corner. The unknown represents fear and wandering, Jiang Luo finally knows why Chi You chose this method as a gambling game.

Because the evil spirit is so clear that when he does not appear, Jiang Luo will always be nervous, thinking about who he will be and what he is doing, and will continue to render him a powerful and terrifying enemy in the unknown. , The mystery is deepened in constant conjecture. If Chi You has not been found, then Jiang Luo will always fall into this vicious circle.

At least for now, half of Jiang Luo's mind is thinking about who Chi You is.

Isn't this just like the intention of evil spirits?

Jiang Luo's teeth grinding sounded, and he forcibly calmed down. Soaked himself in the bathtub.

The water temperature is high and it is very comfortable.

Half an hour later, Jiang Luo opened his eyes lazily, and picked up the phone that was set aside.

There is an unread message sent ten minutes ago on the phone.

[Tonight’s game begins. ]

[My dear sweetheart, have you found out who I am? ]

Jiang Luo checked the time, and it was only nine o'clock in the evening.

The evil spirit last night came to harass him after 12 midnight, but today he was three hours ahead of schedule.

No one can see the excitement of the evil spirits.

He didn't answer the text message, and after two minutes, the evil spirit called for a call.

Jiang Luo also didn't press to connect, but Mr. Devil seemed to know what he was thinking, and the phone connected by himself.

The other party's voice was helpless, as if Jiang Luo had done a big mistake in rejecting the evil ghost's call, "You seem to be perfunctory to me."

"If you have eyes or brains," Jiang Luo's voice also reveals a lazy breath, he fiddled with the spray at will, "I should know, this is not called a little, but a very."

The evil spirit seemed to be wronged and said: "Am I not the one you love?"

"According to you, I am also the one you love. You have a crush on me for a long time, you have pursued me for a long time, and you will not forgive me when you die, and you have to call the underworld," Jiang Luo said, "You are to me.' Love' is unique enough."

The evil spirit laughed sullenly, and the laughter grew louder and louder, like a lunatic: "Don't you like it?"

He thought the black-haired youth would say he didn't like it, but there was a lonely sound of water on the other end of the phone. The youth seemed to stand up from the water, the sound of water pattered, sliding from his chest to the side of his legs, and then there was the sound of walking barefoot on the tiles.

The clothes rubbing noises are noisy, but they are very detailed, which makes people wonder whether the purpose of this call is a death threat or... using ears to peep at a fragrant dressing.

Chi You's originally happy mood suddenly became a little more subtle.

This feeling seems to be drifting into a vast ocean of fallen leaves, just a weak leaf, without any influence on the sea. The bottom of the sea is still deep, heavy, and unfathomable.

But the evil spirit was a little absent-minded.

From time to time, he tapped loosely on the table with his fingers.

The evil spirit likes interesting things, and waiting for the black-haired youth to put on clothes is undoubtedly a tedious thing. He should speak out, give a friendly reminder, or enter the subject impatiently.

But the evil spirit did not make a sound for some reason at this moment.

Finally, the noise stopped.

The voice of the black-haired youth resounded.

He chuckled lightly, "No, I like it very much."