This Damned Thirst for Survival

Chi You was in an unmanned corner, facing the empty wall with a dark face.

He is short of breath. Desire is about to be fulfilled, but at the last moment, he is crossed. The dark fire that had reached the peak suddenly seemed to be filled with hot oil, and Chi You's eyes were scarlet faint, and the wall he was pressing violently cracked into the whole wall.

The truncated desire became more dry and urgent.

Chi You's black mist rolled ferociously, and even the ghost patterns on his body followed raging.

The evil spirit looked terrifying, with a grim expression. After a long time, Chi You put away the expression on his face, and he walked out of the black mist, slowly sorting out his clothes.

The tie that had been messed up by the opponent returned to its original shape, and the kicked footprints were shot off one by one. Chi You was slow to deal with, he provokes a smile, if it weren't for his indifferent eyes, he seemed to be extremely happy.

He came to his room in Shirakaba University.

The lock of the room has been changed. The huge golden lock hung by the door, and the evil spirit raised his hand, but with a light grip, the golden lock broke in half and hit the ground.

Chi You walked into the room, looked around, fixed his eyes on the coffee table. The coffee table was covered by a piece of cloth. He walked over and opened it to see that underneath it was the heart of the idol and a Yuan dzi bead.

Thanks to the feng shui pattern here, other greedy ghosts were not attracted to steal.

Chi You reached for it, but when he was about to touch these two things, he suddenly stopped.

But such an important thing was placed here randomly, could it be that Jiang Luo forgot it?

Chi You didn't feel like it.

He stopped in front of the coffee table, lowered his head and looked around the coffee table carefully. After a while, he chuckled softly, "That's it."

There are patterns on the carpet under the coffee table, and the patterns form a secret formation. Chi You looked up, and the ceiling was also lined with a five-line formation with red lines.

Chi You walked to the edge of the carpet and raised a corner of the carpet, only to see that under the carpet were all yellow symbols sticking to it.

The bright red cinnabar on the yellow symbol is written with chicken blood and exorcism materials.

"It's cruel." Chi You sighed again.

He lifted the carpet hard, and the carpets spread over half of the living room were all exactly the same talisman.

Even before Chi You was alive, he didn't dare to play Talisman like this.

A person's qi is very limited, like so many talismans, even those who are good at writing talismans can't write so many in a lifetime.

Chi You: "Really..."

He stood up, couldn't help but laughed, "Scary."

If he didn't find it, he would only touch the formation after taking the heart of the idol and Yuan Dzi. The Five Elements Formation will trap him in place, and the formation on the carpet will provoke all Talismans. This is like a landmine that explodes in place. Even if Chi You won't die, he will at least be taken for half his life.

Chi You used the yin wind to sweep away the talisman before going forward to get the heart and Yuan Dzi. But as soon as he encountered it, he felt a burning sensation, and the heat radiated from his palm, and the "sizzling" sound of the flesh being scorched was accompanied by the scorching fragrance, and Chi You's hand instantly turned into a ball of scorched black.

He raised his eyebrows in surprise, only to find that Jiang Luo had also written a spell on the heart of the stone statue. In addition to the spell, the words "Jiang Luo" were also engraved.

Coincidentally, the two characters "Jiang Luo" are also eighteen strokes.

He used 18 deaths to make Jiang Luo reborn, and Jiang Luo also left 18 engravings on his body.

Chi You couldn't help laughing a few times. After thinking for a while, he put down the heart of the stone statue again, and only picked up the Yuan Dzi.

The heart of the stone statue can awaken people's malice, thereby controlling people's consciousness. Although Chi You wanted to take away the heart of the stone statue, he wanted to make the heart of the stone statue arouse Jiang Luo's malice.

Let Jiang Luo finally become like him.

After Chi You finished taking things, he stayed there for a while. He was disappointed to leave after he was sure that the formation was destroyed and could not lead Jiang Luo out.

As soon as his footsteps turned, the evil spirit suddenly stopped again.

He removed the rose pin from the neckline and placed it in the vacancy of the Yuan Dzi.

"I look forward to next time," he whispered as if to his lover, "meeting."

Jiang Luo smiled extremely happily.

Feng Li is not at home, and only the celestial master and his disciples are in the celestial master's house. At this moment the disciples had gone to rest in their respective rooms, Jiang Luo leaned on the wall, smirking as he climbed the stairs.

If someone heard it, it might be thought that the Heavenly Master's Mansion was also haunted.

It's no wonder that Jiang Luo couldn't help it. He couldn't control the corners of his mouth when he thought of the evil ghost's desperate dissatisfaction after failing.

After finally moving to his room, Jiang Luo rubbed his stiff face with a smile, and first called Wen Renlian.

The two chatted a few words, and they were sure that he had returned to the Heavenly Master's Mansion. Wen Renlian breathed a sigh of relief and exhaustedly said: "Go to bed tonight. We will go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to find you tomorrow, and then we will talk in detail."

Jiang Luo asked: "Are you going back to school?"

"No," Wen Renlian said, "It's too late to go back now. Let's go back to the hotel."

Jiang Luo said, "When you come over tomorrow, help me bring the things in my room."

The two quickly hung up, and Jiang Luo walked into the bathroom.

But after seeing what he looked like in the mirror at this time, Jiang Luo instantly lost the mood to laugh at Chi You.

Because he looked much more embarrassed than the evil spirit.

There was an unnatural redness on his face, and strands of hair were held together by the sweat from the top of his head. The long kiss seemed to thin the skin on his lips. Jiang Luo just laughed a few times before he tasted the blood on his lips.

There is also a faint smell of tobacco and ash from Chi You.

Jiang Luo's face was expressionless, his eyes moved downward, and his clothes were so wrinkled that he could no longer wear them. Finger marks can be seen everywhere on the exposed skin, and occasionally there are several conspicuous tooth marks.

The only good news is that Chi You only did this.

But the most embarrassing thing is.

Jiang Luo realized that he seemed to be reacting a little.

He took a deep breath and took off his clothes as if he hadn't seen it.

Man, who can be unresponsive in that situation? And Jiang Luo is still a young adult.

This is completely a normal physiological response.

Jiang Luo easily convinced himself, and then left it behind. He raised his hand to check the injury. On the top of his arm, the wound where the Yuan Dzi was hidden a few days ago had just been scarred, and blood was squeezed out by evil spirits. He didn't want to bandage him anymore, standing under the water, letting warm water pour from his head.

Chi You wants to get on him.

This shocked Jiang Luo even more than Chi You's desire for him.

how can that be possible.

He really couldn't figure it out.

Although Jiang Luo also couldn't figure out how Chi You could be a recipient in the original text, he is!

Why do you want to fall in love with Jiang Luo when facing Jiang Luo?

Before, he thought that Chi You was rushing all the way to get him to come...

Jiang Luo covered his face and groaned in pain. After a while, he calmed down.

He and the evil spirits were obviously torturing each other, but now they became a little unclear. Thinking of the evil spirits breathing in his ears and dark eyes in the alley, Jiang Luo's heart became weird again.

How do you feel... the evil spirit's desire for him is too strong?

Is he really so charming?

Jiang Luo took a bath slowly, and before walking out of the bathroom, he wiped the misty mirror.

The black-haired youth in the mirror looked lazy, and the comfort after the hot bath softened the arrogance between the eyebrows and eyes. But there are definitely a lot of sharpness and heroism hidden under it.

Very handsome.

Jiang Luo admired himself for a while, and he was so handsome.

Also, he is so charming, and there are traces of fascinating evil spirits.

Jiang Luo squinted his eyes, but the more the evil spirit wanted something, the less Jiang Luo didn't want him to get it.

He thought maliciously.

Chi You's desires should never be resolved.

Although Jiang Luo had never had such a strong desire for others, it did not prevent him from imagining how uncomfortable it would be to hold back without venting.

Chi You had better be uncomfortable forever.

Until wilted and completely disabled.

Jiang Luo grinned a few times and walked out of the bathroom.

The Heavenly Master's Mansion is already peaceful.

If there is any place in this world that can make Jiang Luo feel safe, Heavenly Master Mansion is definitely one. Jiang Luo had too much excitement today. As soon as he went to bed, he fell into deep sleep within a few minutes.

There is no dream until dawn.

At six o'clock in the morning, Jiang Luo was awakened by his senior brother Zhou Wudu and went downstairs to have breakfast.

Zhou Wudu exhaled while gnawing on the buns, "When did you come back?"

"Last night," Jiang Luo drank the soup slowly, "Where's Wang San sigh?"

Zhou Wudu was surprised: "You don't even know?"

"Oh, yes, you are going to solve the school's task." Zhou Wudu remembered the reason. He swallowed the buns and picked up an egg roll. "Wang Santan followed his husband. Every time he went out, he would bring one with him. Two disciples, I have been there last time, and this time it is Wang Santan's turn."

Jiang Luo only knew that Feng Li had many apprentices, but didn't know how many of them were. This would arouse curiosity, and he asked: "How many direct disciples do you have in total?"

"Ah this," Zhou Wudu was distressed, "I have to count."

Jiang Luo: "..." He can already feel a lot.

After all, the Heavenly Master's Mansion is a strong line with a large number of disciples. Zhou Wudu counted, and stretched out two hands to compare "two" and "three." "Mr. There are 23 direct disciples in total. But among them, you can stay with him and live in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, including you. Six."

Jiang Luo said, "But I have only seen you and Wang Santan."

"The other three seniors have gone out to do errands," Zhou Wudu looked at Jiang Luo with envy, "Although we are disciples under the name of the husband, we were actually taught by the heavenly master in the early stage. Only you, come here. The Heavenly Master’s Mansion is the husband’s personal guidance."

"You have to think like this," Jiang Luo said, "I was taught by the previous master in the early stage, and my master is still a registered disciple of the celestial master."

Zhou Wudu feels good, "Yes."

After breakfast, Jiang Luo waited for Wenrenlian several people to come. An hour later, there was a conversation from outside the living room. Jiang Luo went out and looked outside. Not only did he see Wenrenlian several people, but also Feng Li who came back with a dusty holding something in his hand.

Jiang Luo smiled, and remembered the threat of a broken leg. In the distance, Feng Li had already seen him.

The sun shrouded, but Feng Li's eyes looked like a pool of ice. They quickly walked to the door of the living room, Feng Li threw the things in his hand into Jiang Luo's arms, looked at Jiang Luo again, and walked to the living room, "Come here."

Jiang Luo hugged the thing in his hand in time, but the thing in his hand actually struggled. He reflexed and held it down, looking down, and said in surprise: "Living ginseng?"

The ginseng doll is about the size of two palms of an adult and has grown limbs and facial features. It had a chubby belly, and after hearing Jiang Luo's voice, it started to cry.

Ge Zhu leaned aside to look around, almost drooling, "This whisker can sell for a lot of money..."

As if she understood Ge Zhu's words, the ginseng doll stopped crying, and the corpse was in Jiang Luo's arms, like a dead ginseng.

Lu Yi also leaned over and touched the belly of the little ginseng, "It's pretty cute."

Ye Xun said quietly, "No fan is cute."

The group of people entered the living room, Zhou Wudu poured tea for them, and then stood behind Feng Li.

Feng Li was wiping his hands with a handkerchief. He glanced at the ginseng in Jiang Luo's hands, "Go and give it to the old master."

Jiang Luo nodded honestly, and was about to turn around and leave, and Feng Li said, "Don't move."

Jiang Luo took a step back.

Feng Li frowned and walked to his side, even though the black-haired young man was wearing a disciple's clothing from the Tianshi's Mansion and wrapped his body tightly. But the marks on the neck and the marks on the lips were not so easy to eliminate. He glanced at Jiang Luo moodily, and raised his hand to pinch the wound on Jiang Luo's arm.

The blood gushes out slowly, Jiang Luo glances down, his clothes are dyed red.

"How did you get hurt?" Feng Li asked.

How could Jiang Luo say that he was stealing Yuan Dzi?

His eyes were red, and he lowered his head embarrassingly: "Sir, don't ask."

Feng Li wanted to ask again, and he heard the black-haired youth say in a very disappointing and sad tone: "There is nothing wrong with being injured, it at least allows me to recognize one person."

The students took a breath, and their eyes were filled with words suddenly.

Feng Li glanced at them and squinted his eyes a little. He stopped asking, but reached out and cut off the one-inch ginseng whisker on the ginseng doll and said, "Open your mouth."

Jiang Luo swallowed the ginseng beard and his face became ruddy visible to the naked eye. His mouth no longer hurts, his shoulder no longer feels, and the injury on his body has recovered more or less.

This is the effect of ginseng doll?

Jiang Luo looked at the ginseng doll in amazement, but saw that the ginseng doll trembled and cried with pain, but because Feng Li was still here, he just endured the cry.

Small poor. Jiang Luo looked at it pityingly, but wickedly stroked the ginseng whiskers of the small ginseng again.

Feng Li said, "Go ahead."

The old master lives in the courtyard behind this building. When Jiang Luo took the ginseng doll through the rockery and stream, and came to the front of the courtyard, he knocked on the copper ring on the wooden door.

The disciple inside the door opened the door, as if he had known someone would come, saying: "Brother, the heavenly master is drinking tea in the back. You can find him at the end of the road."

Obviously it is the city center, but the environment of Tianshifu is like a paradise. Jiang Luo walked along the road all the way to the end, and saw from a distance the old celestial master was sitting on a stone table with a person drinking tea.

The other person was blocked by the celestial master, and Jiang Luo couldn't see his appearance. After approaching, I heard the old master smiling and saying: "My tea is pretty good. Fate, don't you taste it?"

The tone is still somewhat humble.

Jiang Luo had a meal, fate?

He had heard these three words in the call of Qi Ye's father.

Does the "fateful man" refer to a person?

"Master," Jiang Luo raised his voice and walked up quickly, "Master asked me to send you the ginseng doll."

After walking in, Jiang Luo saw the destiny clearly. The Fate Man's appearance is very strange. He has white hair full of snow and long white hair, like an ancient man, with a wooden hairpin behind his head.

Hearing the sound, the fatalist raised his eyes and glanced at Jiang Luo.

The color of his pupils is extremely light, so light that it seems to have become the color of snow. The Fate Man has a young face, just like a young man in his twenties. But a pair of eyes is extremely vicissitudes, as if experiencing the vicissitudes of life.

He only glanced at Jiang Luo, but Jiang Luo felt as if he saw the icy snow in the sky, the majestic snow scattered, almost completely submerging him.

The coldness came in, and the ginseng baby in Jiang Luo's hands shivered even harder.

Jiang Luo quickly retracted his eyes and looked at the old celestial master with a constant smile, "Where do you want to put it?"

The old celestial master glanced at the ginseng doll and said lovingly, "The five hundred-year-old ginseng has become refined. This kid Feng Li is also true. How can the refined ginseng be eaten?"

He waved his hand, "Send it back to your master, and let him send me another one."

Jiang Luo: "Yes."

Before leaving, Jiang Luo looked at the fatalist again seemingly inadvertently.

Unexpectedly, the fatalist was also looking at him.

Jiang Luo smiled naturally, and left without further delay.

Looking at his back, the fatalist lifted his teacup and took a sip, and suddenly said, "I'm a good boy."

The old master smiled and said, "I feel so too."