This Damned Thirst for Survival

Jiang Luo grabbed the beer bottle and pierced into the sound.

His hand was held by another person.

Chi You smiled and said, "No hurry."

"We still have a long time."

...

When the sky was light, Jiang Luo opened his eyes suddenly.

His eyes moved slowly from the left to the right. The table is on the right and the doorknob is on the left. Jiang Luo looked sideways to the window, with the right handle, the auspicious golden light is faintly visible outside the window.

woke up.

But he suddenly sank his face, and sat up from the bed gloomily.

The bed cover was stained with sweat to form a human-shaped wet mass, and most of the shirt behind Jiang Luo was soaked. He pushed open the balcony door expressionlessly, and stood on the balcony full of morning dew and patrolled around.

With the chirping of birds, a sparrow flew to the railing, two fine claws clutching the railing.

The slender white hand suddenly grabbed the bird. Jiang Luo held the bird in front of him with gloomy eyes, sneered at the corner of his mouth, "It's you."

His hand tightened slowly, and the sparrow's dark and dull eyes stared at him quietly. Jiang Luo's hand became tighter and tighter, but when he reached the limit, he suddenly relaxed his hand.

"Eighteen times," Jiang Luo said to himself, his smile getting bigger and bigger, and said to Sparrow's eyes, "Chi You, you killed me eighteen times."

When Jiang Luo died for the last time, he desperately pulled Chi You down from the balcony, making Chi You the first to fall into a pool of fleshy mud.

"Is it good to die?" He gritted his teeth in Chi You's ear.

The **** Chi You smiled and said, "Ah, it doesn't look as good as you died."

Eighteen times, he killed Chi You once.

The evil spirit in Jiang Luo's eyes was raging waves. He gently touched the sparrow's head and smiled and said, "What's the point of killing your little puppet?"

He whispered: "How can this be."

You **** don't hurt.

Jiang Luo released his hand and returned to the room with a cold face.

The anger in his heart and the hostility after eighteen deaths were almost bursting out. Chi You Chi You Chi You, his original intention was to help Chi You find the man behind the scenes, but it was also regarded as repaying the original body for the mistakes made. But now, I'm sorry, he has only one thought at this time-he wants to kill Chi You.

He absolutely, absolutely wants to kill Chi You.

The sequelae of the dream still remained on Jiang Luo's body, making Jiang Luo suspect that this room was full of ghosts, and even the remnant soul of Chi You was hidden.

He threw all the things related to Chi You in the room in the center of the living room. Chi You's used cup was smashed, and the clothes Chi You wore were thrown away like garbage. He also found Chi You in the closet. The black suit worn in the dream.

Jiang Luo gave a sneer, threw the black suit on the top of the garbage dump, and lit the fire with a lighter.

A pile of expensive cloth burned instantly, and fireworks were about to reach the roof. Jiang Luo took out a cigarette and lit the cigarette **** with a raging fire.

Sparks flickered, Jiang Luo stood by the fire with a gloomy expression. He took a puff of cigarettes and watched the flames spread from his clothes to the floor with cold eyes.

The alarm sounded anxiously.

Sofa, wooden cabinet, coffee table, decorations.

a mess.

Destroying Chi You's things didn't make Jiang Luo's mood any better. He stood in front of the fire, and when the fire was about to hurt him, he opened the door and retreated.

It didn't take long for someone to rush over with a hose.

Then came the classmates who came in just one piece of clothing, not a single one of the seven. At first sight, they saw Jiang Luo, who was wearing only a shirt and covered in smoke.

Jiang Luo was still barefoot and embarrassed. His hair ends were a little brown, but generally speaking, he was not injured.

Wen Renlian took the lead in taking off his cloak and covering Jiang Luo's body, putting away a smile, "Go to me first."

Kuang Zheng found a pair of rubber boots from the utility room downstairs and placed them beside Jiang Luo silently.

The teacher's place is not too close to the student's residence, but it is divided into several buildings. Chi You's room was unoccupied, only to be discovered so long after the fire started.

After going downstairs, Jiang Luo glanced back.

There was thick black smoke from Chi You's window, and the fire had been extinguished.

Jiang Luo pulled his lips coldly, and immersed himself in the student dormitory.

When he arrived at the student dormitory, he realized that Lu Yi's 50-square-meter was wrong. Although the student dormitory was not as big as Chi You's room, it was about 80-square-meter. As a bachelor's apartment, this place is more than enough and slightly affluent.

The layout of Wen Renlian's dormitory was very simple. Everyone was sitting in the living room. Jiang Luo borrowed his clothes to take a bath. In the mirror in the bathroom, he saw a little blood on the center of his eyebrows.

He suddenly remembered the cut in his hand that was pecked by the sparrow. This drop of blood was probably the blood that Chi You had manipulated the sparrow to get him.

Did you use this method to lure him into a dream?

Jiang Luo wiped the blood off his head with scary eyes. He took a deep breath and calmed down, quickly finishing himself.

When I came out again, the people sitting outside had already begun to discuss the fire. Seeing Jiang Luo coming out, Lu Yi asked first: "Jiang Luo, why is there a fire suddenly in your place?"

Jiang Luo walked over and sat down calmly while wiping his hair, "When I got up, the room was already on fire."

Lu Yi frowned, "It's so weird. Could it be that you didn't press your cigarette **** and caused the fire?"

Zhuo Zhongqiu said: "Lu Yi, how can you be so stupid, haven't you seen it?"

She looked at Jiang Luo's eyebrows, "When he first saw him, his blood was dripping from the hall, and his blood was dull. It should contain a bit of corpse energy. It suppressed the anger of the living. Jiang Luo was dragged into a dream."

The Zhuo family pays attention to the dual cultivation of soul and body. Zhuo Zhongqiu feels more sensitive to spirit bodies than ordinary people. She can see the vaguely entwined Yin Qi on Jiang Luo's body, but can't see the source of the Yin and evil aura: "Jiang Luo, What did you dream about?"

Jiang Luo slowly grasped the towel and sucked the water droplets from the end of his hair. His eyes were deep and he suddenly smiled.

"I saw Chi You," he said softly, "he..."

After a sudden pause, Jiang Luo straightened up slowly, his eyes moving between the crowd.

Lu Yi, Ye Xun, Zhuo Zhongqiu, Ge Zhu.

Kuang Zheng, Wen Ren Lian, and an unfamiliar foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes, Seyol.

He looked at their eyes and found nothing wrong.

Jiang Luo looked at the balcony again.

The windows and doors of the balcony were closed tightly, and there were no sparrows or other animals left.

Chi You shouldn't be here, but his puppet soul-refining method gave Jiang Luo, who had just been pitted once, a great sense of irritation.

"What's wrong with him?" Ye Xun asked curiously.

"I dreamed of him last night," Jiang Luo retracted his eyes, leaned back, and said quietly, "He said he was very lonely down there... He was alone, and always wanted me to accompany him more. He still did it again. Once I confessed to me, the dreams I had were also very strange. I had 18 dreams in a row, and each of them was a scene of getting along with him."

"We completed the most intimate thing in the world together." He killed Chi You, and Chi You killed him.

"We have experienced many exciting and profound dates together." Burning, drowning, hanging, and falling from high altitude.

"A few times, I almost couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality."

Jiang Luo smiled suddenly, "In a dream, I was standing on a tall building with him, and he told me that as long as he jumped down, he would be relieved, and there would be no troubles in his future life."

After he finished speaking, he looked around and was stunned, "Why are your expressions so ugly."

"Evil spirit is evil spirit, even if Chi You becomes evil spirit, it is this virtue." Zhuo Zhongqiu said solemnly.

Ge Zhu frowned and said, "Eighteenth-level dream, this is also..."

"Isn't it the meaning of a killer," Zhuo Zhongqiu sneered, "Relieve worries and forget about sorrow? It's still the same. What kind of shit, I thought Chi You could be saved, but now it seems that he is already stubborn. In the eighteen dreams, those who are a little bit weak in their will can't be woken up. Look at the sudden fire, Jiang Luo will wake up one step later, what will be waiting for him?"

I am afraid that I will sleep for a long time.

Zhuo Zhongqiu cursed, suddenly stood up, staring sharply at Jiang Luo, "You better be sober."

Jiang Luo said, "I can't stop him from coming to me."

This sentence sounds like sophistry to everyone's ears. Does a metaphysical scholar know how to crack it after being drawn into a dream by an evil spirit? It's like an ignorant girl who doesn't let her fall in love early, she just wants to fall in love early, stepping into the whirlpool of scum, lying without being professional.

Ye Xun added faintly: "Jiang Luo only scores three points."

"..."

The suffocating silence came.

Ye Xun added: "After Chi You died, he didn't even care about some of the most basic things. Let him crack the dream after seeing Chi You? It's not bad if he can wake up in time."

Kuang Zheng shook his head and said, "This can't be done."

Several gazes hating iron and steel, Wen Renlian tentatively said: "Jiang Luo, did you feel happy when you saw Chi You in your dream?"

Jiang Luo laughed, "Happy, extremely happy."

"But don't worry, I won't follow him so quickly," Jiang Luo smiled, "I said, I will avenge Chi You and find the murderer who killed him."

"I want to become stronger," Jiang Luo murmured, slowly opening his hand and looking down at the palm of his hand, "If you don't have the ability, you can't do anything."

The urgency that had previously forced him to become stronger grew stronger, mixing Jiang Luoxiong's anger.

Jiang Luo clenched his hands again.

He also wanted to give Chi You a taste of what it was like to die eighteen times in one night.

Jiang Luo didn't delay a second, and went to class with his classmates after dinner.

The courses of natural science and social studies are divided into many types, mainly including mountain, medicine, life, divination and physiognomy. This morning is Fulu class.

Jiang Luo turned over the memory of the original owner in his mind, and successfully turned over nothing useful.

The teacher in Fulu class is an old gentleman, who also wears a Taoist gown, looks very serious, and looks hard to approach.

Jiang Luo sat in the position of the original owner, and the writing materials had already been placed on the table. Yellow paper, red paper, brush, ink, inkstone, French seal.

There should be some medicinal materials for exorcising evil and evil spirits in the ink, and it is scented with medicine, and the brush is engraved with ancient charm carvings, and it has some years.

The man has arrived, and the old man said: "Today is not easy to learn the charms. Half of the people can become old and satisfied. If you feel tired, don't write it forcibly. You must break the pen in time and protect yourself. Do you understand?"

Ge Zhu said: "Old sir, we understand, please."

The old man was calm, and he kept chanting. After reading the spells before the talisman one by one, he placed it on the tip of the pen and drew on the yellow talisman in one go.

After a piece of Fulu was painted, the old gentleman's face was already faintly sweaty. He put down the brush and let out a long sigh of relief. Jiang Luo actually saw a light golden light flashing over the talisman paper, and when he took a closer look, the writing on the talisman paper was smooth and beautiful, and the handwriting seemed to be fresh, lurking dragons and tigers, aura faintly overflowing from it.

The first time Jiang Luo saw someone writing a rune, he would inevitably feel unfamiliar, but what is amazing is that he remembered this rune without even looking at it.

Lu, who was next to him, said with a sad face: "Why is this suppression talisman so difficult? I definitely can't draw it."

Jiang Luo turned his head and asked, "Suppression Talisman?"

"There are many types of talisman, divided into suppression talisman, call talisman, healing talisman, etc. This is the Tao suppression talisman, which can exorcise demons and suppress evil spirits."

Jiang Luo smiled deeper, "Interesting."

It would be great if I could control the pool.

"It's interesting and useless, and we can't write it," Lu Yi sighed. "You need to make a rune, but a person's rune is very limited. Like this rune is complex and powerful, most people write about it. Half of the time has been used up, if you write it down forcibly, it will only hurt yourself."

But Jiang Luo always had the feeling that he could easily paint. After listening to Lu Yi's words, he couldn't help wondering if he was thinking too much. "What if I ran out of Qi and forced to write it down?"

Lu Yi replied earnestly: "Maybe it's going to be out of breath."

Jiang Luo: "..."

He went back to his seat speechlessly, picked up his pen, and was silent.

Jiang Luo put the writing brush on top of the yellow talisman, trying to recite the mantra like the old man, but unfortunately, he could not recite a single mantra.

So he put down his pen again, opened the Fulu book, and found the spell to be chanted after comparing them one by one. He chanted it several times. The old gentleman who was patrolling among the students saw the movement here, and couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, hating iron. Not a steel road: "You can't teach a child."

Ge Zhu glanced sideways at Jiang Luo, and couldn't help but sighed, and simply stepped forward, intending to give pointers to Jiang Luo on how to write the talisman.

Jiang Luo just put down the book. He was familiar with the spell and was about to pick up the pen again. It suddenly occurred to him that he wanted to draw a symbol to mention the qi. What is this qi?

Seryol, a foreigner sitting on the left of Jiang Luo, is also frowning, holding a brush rusty like a chopstick, and smearing his face with ink. Seeing Jiang Luo froze before and after the table, he smiled at Jiang Luo with a big heartless smile, and said with a strong accent: "Are you okay? It doesn't matter, I won't, no one will either."

Jiang Luo was not reconciled.

He must have some means to strengthen himself and deal with Chi You.

He didn't want to go through a resistanceless experience like last night.

Intense anger and unwillingness surged from the bottom of his heart, Jiang Luo took a deep breath, simply stopped exploring how to raise Qi, and did not hesitate to drop his pen.

From the first stroke, Jiang Luo's whole body and mind were thrown into the talisman. Everywhere in this suppression talisman, Cang Feng was skillful in his heart, Jiang Luo concentrated on it, there was no confusion or pause in the middle, and he painted to the end.

But after Jiang Luo finished writing, he felt something was wrong. The old man was already sweating a little after he finished writing a talisman, but after he finished writing, he was refreshed, as simple as just drew a blueprint.

To be honest, the pattern of this rune is not too difficult compared to the drawings.

Jiang Luo wondered if he had failed, put down the pen and looked up, but Ge Zhu stood at his table, staring at the talisman paper on the table, his eyes were about to come out.

"Jiang, Jiang Luo," he trembled, "you, do you sell or sell talisman?"

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