This Damned Thirst for Survival

Feng Li, who looks rigid on the surface, indeed has dirty secrets.

Sure enough, the world is as black as crows.

The corners of Jiang Luo's lips curled up, and he let go of Feng Li's hand.Feng Li paused, then slowly stood up straight, looking deeply at Jiang Luo.

The fog obscured their figures, making it difficult for people on the shore to see clearly.Jiang Luo couldn't see what Feng Li was thinking, and he wasn't interested in knowing.However, Jiang Luo saw that beside his own black water, the light filth on Feng Li's body suddenly became a little thicker.

It's like ribbons scattered around, swaying leisurely, and being purified by the spring pool when not attracting attention.

Jiang Luo wanted to take a closer look, but a little boy ran over in a panic and shouted: "Taoist, it's not good, the formation on the mountain has been destroyed!"

Daoist Weihe was startled, "What?!"

After 10 minutes, all the people came to the formation.

This mountain is not Lianjia's mountain, but only Lian's family can climb to the top of the mountain. There are two formations at the "No Worldly Thought", one is the internal formation in front of the door, and the other is the outer formation that is further away to prevent ordinary people from climbing to the top of the mountain.The destroyed formation that Xiao Tong mentioned was the large external formation.

Jiang Luo also came over with his clothes on. He squatted next to the formation, looking at the black charred marks on the ground.

Fateman looked at the extent of the damage, and said indifferently: "It's completely destroyed."

Daoist Weihe's expression turned ugly, "This formation has lasted for 30 to [-] years, who broke it?"

"Ah!" The little boy screamed again, tugging on the sleeve of Daoist Weihe and pointing at the inner formation in front of the "Wu Su Nian" door behind him, "Taoist, look quickly!"

A group of people turned their heads to look in front of the door, and saw a section of gray smoke rising out of nowhere at the door, like the color of smoke from firewood, which meant that something hit the formation and was burned into smoke by the formation.

Daoist Wei He said angrily, "Who is it!"

He hurried over to check.

Except for Daoist Weihe, the others are not in a hurry.The owner of the funeral parlor walked beside Jiang Luo, shook his head and said, "Who the hell can't think of going here? There is a man of fate, a celestial master, and an old Taoist priest. Isn't this suicide?"

Jiang Luo didn't care who came up, he touched his ear, "Lao Ji, this thing is very useful, how did you make it?"

After Ji Yaozi knew his nature, he became vigilant when he heard this sentence, "What do you want to do, you don't want to start a wholesale business, do you?"

Jiang Luo nodded seriously, "Pairs and pairs, I think I still lack an earring."

"You think it's too rare to enter other people's internal scenes once a day," Ji Yaozi rolled his eyes, and said directly, "but only once a day, no matter how many soul-destroying pendants you have. Do you think the soul comes out What is an easy thing to do? Once a day is already very reluctant, I still dare to give you this earring because your soul is stronger than ordinary people, and your body and soul are extremely well connected. You should be quiet."

Jiang Luo had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​getting another soul-destroying pendant.

However, taking advantage of the fact that everyone else was busy with the destruction of the formation, Jiang Luo had an idea and took the opportunity to say: "Lao Ji, I have something to do, so please help me see my servant."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ji Yaozi's consent, he sneaked into the courtyard gate in a low-key manner.

The place where Duan Zi and others were treated was at the pharmacy.

Jiang Luo came to the pharmacy quietly, closed the door, walked into the inner room, and saw Duanzi three people lying on the bed.

Duan Zi, Du Ge and Qin Yun were lying down one after another. They didn't have any injuries on the outside, but they were still unconscious, their faces pale as paper.

Jiang Luo looked at them one by one, and tested their pulse, heartbeat, and breathing. The physical characteristics of the three people were all alive.

He didn't find anything unusual. Could it be that Duan Zi asked them to look at the candles, and it really had nothing to do with the fateful person, but was it just a coincidence?All three of them died in the dream, so it's just a coincidence that none of him and the Lian family's third sibling actually had an accident?

The things in the pharmacy were piled up in a mess, Jiang Luo let the three people go, and began to check the things around.There is a window in the inner room. The glass seems to have gone through decades of ups and downs. Both sides are dyed waxy yellow, and it is impossible to see what is outside.Jiang Luo went to the window to look out, and found that the firewood room was opposite the window.

It is obvious that you only need electricity to cook water and cook, and you can also have a fire talisman if there is no electricity, but the place of "no worldly thoughts" insists on the nature of the world, and firewood is used for cooking and boiling water.There is a tall pile of firewood in front of the firewood house, almost taller than the firewood house.

Jiang Luo glanced at it casually, and saw that there seemed to be a colorful thing in a hidden place under the firewood pile covered by a waterproof plastic sheet.

He looked at it for a while, his heart moved, he pushed open the door and walked under the pile of firewood.

A little boy came over to ask Jiang Luo what he was doing, Jiang Luo smiled and said: "It's okay, go ahead, I'm just looking around."

After the people left, Jiang Luo walked around to the other side, and sure enough, he saw the colorful things he saw in the pharmacy. The texture was like paper.

The pile of matches was very high, almost [-] meters high.Jiang Luo stepped on a stone, stretched out his hand and pulled out the things under the plastic sheet.

The two paper figurines were dragged to the ground.

Jiang Luo separated the two paper figurines, squatted down and looked at the appearance of the two paper figurines.

The man has a mole on his nose, one eye is big and the other is small; the woman has deep wrinkles and looks kindly.

Their hair was painted white, and they were paper figurines of the age of two old people.

The appearance of the two paper figurines gradually overlapped with the two people in Jiang Luo's memory.

The two old couples in the wooden house villa were suddenly caught in a snowstorm after sending firewood up the mountain.

Jiang Luo already understood, he propped his chin up and smiled meaningfully, "Interesting."

"What's interesting?"

someone behind asked.

Jiang Luo paused, then turned his head naturally, with a calm smile and a calm tone, "Sir, I mean there are two paper figurines here, which is very interesting."

After speaking, he smiled lightly again, "It's just a paper doll, not surprising."

Feng Li turned his gaze to the paper figurines, "These two paper figurines have been used."

"Huh?" Jiang Luo asked humbly, "The disciple didn't see it."

"You haven't learned it yet, so of course you can't tell," Feng Li said, "Look at their eyes."

Jiang Luo looked back, the eyes of the two paper figurines were dull and lifeless, as if a layer of color had been washed away, completely different from the colorful bright colors on their bodies.There was also a white dot in the middle of the eye, which was extremely realistic, which reminded Jiang Luo of the idiom "painting the finishing touch".

"Some paper figurines can be mistaken for the real ones. If you put eyes on them, they will be alive," Feng Li said. "After using them, the eyes will no longer have the light that can be mistaken for the real ones."

Jiang Luo suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

He wanted to ask Feng Li again how to distinguish a living paper figurine, but Feng Li suddenly took a step forward, pulled his wrist and hid behind the pile of firewood.

Jiang Luo knew that Feng Li must have done this because someone had come, but who would make all the heavenly masters hide?

He waited patiently, and after a while, Daoist Wei He's voice sounded outside, "Master Fate, do you have time to make up for that formation?"

Before the fate man could answer, the owner of the funeral shop said loudly, "Master Weihe, can't you make up that formation?"

His voice was loud as if he was trying to remind someone.

Daoist Weihe poked his ears, wondering: "Of course I can fix it if it's just broken, but that formation has been completely destroyed, and it's said to be repaired, but it's actually done again. This kind of formation that was done decades ago The old formation, I really don't have much confidence...why are you so loud?"

The owner of the funeral home said louder and more authentically: "I'm afraid you won't be able to hear when you're old."

Daoist Wei He flicked his sleeves, "You—"

"Okay," the fateful man said, "don't make any noise."

Daoist Weihe and the owner of the funeral shop stopped talking, Jiang Luo looked slightly, and saw Li Xiao coming out from the corner of the corridor, and she also met the three of them.

Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the changes in her expression.

Li Xiao was a little afraid of strangers, so he endured his fear and walked forward, "Hello, uncles."

She lowered her head the whole time, not daring to raise her head to look at people. After saying a few words with Daoist Weihe, she carefully passed by. The whole process did not overlap with the fateful person at all.

With Jiang Luo's precise gaze, he couldn't tell whether the scene where Li Xiao didn't recognize the fateful man was staged or real.

He cleverly asked for foreign aid, "Sir, look at this girl, is she a paper doll?"

Jiang Luo originally thought that Feng Li was just standing beside him and taking a look, but who knew that there was someone behind him.

His old-fashioned ascetic master glanced in the direction he pointed, but didn't answer, and asked instead: "What's the relationship between her and you?"

The sandalwood fragrance from Tianshi's body came, I don't know if it was Jiang Luo's illusion, when Feng Li approached him, the temperature around him seemed to drop a lot suddenly, and the wind whimpered like crying.

Jiang Luo was puzzled, "Stranger relationship."

Feng Li glanced at Li Xiao from the corner of his eye, frowned slightly, and looked at it for a while before saying: "It's a paper man."