This Damned Thirst for Survival

Today is a beautiful sunny day.

Jiang Luo lazily moved a stool and sat in front of the door, slumped on the chair against the wall, basking in the sun like the old man.

The golden sunlight fell on his face, and Jiang Luo's pupils seemed to be dyed golden.The black hair was piled up in a mess on the back of the head, and a few strands of hair flew up due to static electricity, and turned into a golden color under the sun.

The cold breath of winter is inhaled through the nose. The weather in this season is always very dry, the lips are prone to chapping, and the skin is prone to peeling.Jiang Luo was fine, his face was full of spring, and his spirit was radiant.He licked his lips, although it was a little dry, but it didn't bother him.He was too lazy to get up to pour himself a glass of water, and he still didn't want to move.

The aftertaste of the spring dream made people lazy and yawned.

But this time is better than last time, this time there is no need to clean up afterwards.Being mentally cool doesn't mean being physically dirty, Jiang Luo half-closed his eyes, and regrettably thought, maybe the evil ghost didn't know if it was because he was in a dream, last night was so powerful that Jiang Luo didn't even give Jiang Luo a chance to laugh at him.

Jiang Luo has already made up his mind, if the method of using evil spirits in the dream is useful, he will pretend to be more indifferent day by day, and after seven days he will turn ruthless, Chi You's face must be pretty.

Thinking of Jiang Luo, he couldn't help bending over and laughing, his shoulders shaking.But with a smile, Jiang Luo began to be bored and dazed again.

The ghost's words flashed in his mind.

"I really want to confirm our status as lovers."

While pushing hard, the evil ghost inserted Jiang Luo's five fingers as cold as a dead man's, and said with sweat and lust, "You're right, I like you, Jiang Luo." fall."

He admitted it.

"it's a pity."

"From now on, every inch of your skin, every drop of blood."

"It's all mine."

The warm sun in winter makes people drowsy.

Jiang Luo came back to his senses and couldn't help but click his tongue.

Seeing how refreshed he was last night, Jiang Luo didn't bother to argue with Chi You about what he said.

yours?

You go dreaming you.

Jiang Luo's eyes shifted to the potted plants, his mind twitched, and he remembered that Chi You fell in love with him.

He frowned and rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little annoyed suddenly.

Don't care whether Chi Youxi likes him or not, Jiang Luo must first pay back the remaining three killings.

The time for basking in the sun passed quickly. At ten o'clock, a little boy came to Jiang Luo, "Brother, the Taoist priest invites you to Xiaoquan Pool."

Compared to yesterday, Jiang Luo is ready to change and wash clothes today.He picked up the things and followed the boy to the direction of Koizumi Pond.

After passing by, Daoist Weihe and Fateman were already waiting for him by Xiaoquan Pond.

Jiang Luo greeted them, "Master Daoist, the man of destiny."

The fateful man nodded with a smile, "You are in good spirits today."

Jiang Luo smiled lightly, "After soaking in the holy water, I feel much more comfortable physically and mentally."

Daoist Weihe couldn't help showing a bit of pride, he stroked his beard, "Holy water is highly sought after by others because of its efficacy, it's not too early, Jiang Luo, get into the water quickly."

Jiang Luo glanced at the clear water surface, suppressed the boredom in his heart, slowly took off his clothes, and chatted authentically: "Master, when will my master come?"

"It's either today or tomorrow," Daoist Weihe said. "Your master is very concerned about you. It's not been a month yet, and he wants to know how the filth on your body is cleaned up. Don't worry, although you You have only reached the top of the mountain, and it is very late to remove the filth, but I assure you, in five or six days at most, you will be able to become completely clean, and you will be able to learn whatever you want."

Jiang Luo smiled lightly: "Spells are all external things, I don't care anymore."

Daoist Wei He choked slightly, stuttering in panic, "I still have to learn this..."

Before he finished speaking, the fateful man turned his head and said in a slightly serious tone, "Lian Chun."

Daoist Weihe shut his mouth, and said fatefully, "Go and see your nephews."

Daoist Weihe was hesitant to speak, but he looked at Jiang Luo, then at Fateman, and finally smiled uncomfortably, "Fateman is right, even my nephew Bing was seriously injured, I'm going to see him, you go ahead."

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.The charade between the two of them made Jiang Luo very curious, and he asked abruptly, "You look very young, but the elders seem to be a little afraid of you."

The old heavenly master respected him very much, and Daoist Wei He could also be called by his name directly.Does the original book also have the character "Fated Man"?

The fateful man laughed, "Do I look young?"

Jiang Luo nodded honestly, "Looks about my age."

"I'm no longer young," the fateful man shook his head and smiled, "Go into the water quickly, don't catch the cold."

Before going into the water, Jiang Luo touched the earrings in his pocket, hesitated for a few seconds, and decided not to wear them on his ears, and just put them in his pockets.

The water in Koizumi Pool is still warm and comfortable, but what is different today from yesterday is that the moment Jiang Luo stood in the water, the black water around him quickly dyed the entire pool black at twice the speed of yesterday, Jiang Luo secretly Raising eyebrows, a dream is so effective?

Chi You is still very useful.

Fateman looked at the water surface in surprise, frowned and poured a drop of blood into the pool.

The surface of the water suddenly churned, and the clear water and the black water each occupied one side, and no one would let the other.Jiang Luo had already verified his guess, he felt a little relieved, but he thought of Chi You from Heishui.

As my thoughts drifted, the feeling of being crisp to the bone and refreshing to the toes last night spread from the fingers again.Jiang Luo always had the feeling that there was a ghost kissing behind his spine, he couldn't help clenching his fists underwater, and the pleasure of lust surged in the hot water.But Jiang Luo raised his eyes, only to find that when he was thinking about what happened last night, the two waters of black and white, which were divided in court, lost their balance, and the black water began to move forward.

Jiang Luo: "..."

Jiang Luo coughed twice, calmed down, and Heishui quickly calmed down.

The man of destiny said to himself: "Strange, the dirt is heavier than yesterday."

After finishing speaking, he looked up at Jiang Luo again.There seemed to be a strange light flashing in his eyes, but he didn't do anything or say anything.

Jiang Luo pretended not to see his eyes, and took soaking in water as a bath.An hour passed slowly, but Jiang Luo's vigilance relaxed inexplicably, and he closed his eyes to rest.While he was half asleep and half awake, the man of fate suddenly woke him up: "Jiang Luo."

Jiang Luo's eyelashes twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Fated man didn't know when he got into the water, and stood in front of Jiang Luo in the thick fog.

Jiang Luo looked at him quietly.

The dew on the face of the black-haired youth slipped from the corner of his forehead, moistening his dry lips.The fateful man seemed to be looking at him all the time, his pupils really seemed to be covered with a layer of snowy white. Although these eyes were smiling, they were impersonal, so weird and creepy.

The fateful man's white hair was smoothly draped behind him, and two strands hung in front of him. His face was really handsome, and the heat was pervading, almost like a fairy.

"Would you like to hear a story?"

he asked softly.

Jiang Luo's sluggish brain turned around and nodded.

"Many years ago, I did a divination for the world of metaphysics." The fateful person was not in a hurry, as if he was telling a little story that had nothing to do with himself. Decline, and even a catastrophe of extinction."

"The entire metaphysical world will be destroyed in the hands of one person."

He couldn't help laughing, "Does it sound a bit unbelievable?"

"But it's a fact." Fate's expression became indifferent. "Countless people have made a lot of efforts for the future of the metaphysical world. But some disasters cannot be avoided even with hard work."

The fateful man suddenly stretched out his hand, and lightly brushed the side of Jiang Luo's face.

As if being touched by snowflakes, the long earrings in the clothes and pants swayed slightly, and Jiang Luo's brain became half clear in an instant.

He secretly raised his vigilance.

The fateful man looked at him tenderly, and said in a low voice, "In the whole world, only you can end this catastrophe."

"I can't, your master can't, and others can't either," he said with a sigh, and gently wiped the drops of water from Jiang Luo's lips, "Only you can, and only you can kill him."

His words seemed to be bewitching and hypnotizing, "For the metaphysical world, for your master and friends, you must end the disaster, okay?"