This Damned Thirst for Survival

The owner of the funeral parlor quit, "I will teach your apprentice psychic, but he is not yet my disciple, so I will not do it."

Feng Li raised his eyes from the teacup, "If you don't want to, then wait until the 'psychic art' disappears."

The funeral home did not speak for a long time, then suddenly sighed, "Why do you say he is suitable for psychics?"

"His horoscope does not contain yin, but he attracts yin creatures," Feng Li said, "His body has both yin and yang energy, but they are well integrated. Haven't you seen such a special physique?"

The owner of the funeral parlor said slowly: "My eyesight has never been as good as yours, let alone how many times I have only met your disciples? It's normal not to be able to tell."

Jiang Luo couldn't help but take a deep look at the owner of the funeral home.

The undertaker is totally farting.

Obviously, when he wanted to open the yin-yang ring, the owner of the funeral parlor said to him personally, "Your body has death energy, your soul has yang energy, and yin and yang are intertwined. It is really rare." Close to the body, the yin and yang blend just right", these two sentences are much more detailed than Feng Li's.

He had clearly seen Jiang Luo's special physique early on, so why did he lie to Feng Li at this moment?

Isn't he afraid that Jiang Luo will expose him?

Under Jiang Luo's gaze, the owner of the funeral home did not move at all. Jiang Luo withdrew his eyes. He did not expose the funeral owner's lies, but listened quietly to the conversation between the two.

Interesting, the undertaker has a secret.

Feng Li said: "You only need to take him to the hospital cemetery to find out. Such talent is a waste if you don't learn 'psychic', Ji Yaozi, will you teach it or not?"

The owner of the funeral home was doing Tai Chi calmly, "It's not something I can teach if I say I can teach it. I'll make a decision after seeing his skills."

Feng Li was not in a hurry, he nodded slightly and put down the tea bowl.

The owner of the funeral home looked at Jiang Luo again, "Do you know what 'spiritualism' is?"

Jiang Luo said politely, "I don't know."

The owner of the funeral home said: "Then you understand."

"..." Jiang Luo smiled kindly, "Psychic, should it be dealing with the dead?"

He thought of the black energy of the proprietress that he had encountered in Hotel 129. The moment he encountered the black energy, Jiang Luo felt the residual obsession and emotion of the proprietress.

Like a ghost upper body, but not a ghost upper body, is spiritism similar to this kind of technique?

The owner of the funeral home nodded, then shook his head, "It's too narrow to just say that."

Jiang Luo asked humbly: "Please advise."

"All things have spirits, it's not just about dealing with the dead," the owner of the funeral shop didn't continue, but talked about another thing, "If you want to learn spiritism, you'd better keep a child. If you invite spirits to your body, Only when your body is clean and free from filth will you be liked by righteous spirits, and you will be there whenever you are in a crisis. But if you have broken your body, you are not a boy, and the spirit you invite is also an evil spirit. If you invite an evil spirit to your body, you are inviting God It’s easy to send God away, but if you’re not careful, you’ll be controlled by evil spirits, and in the end you’ll be hurt, or you’ll die.”

From the first sentence he said, Jiang Luo froze without a trace.

Feng Li didn't notice his strangeness, "He is naturally a boy."

The owner of the funeral home looked Jiang Luo up and down, "Don't you have any boyfriends and girlfriends for being so good-looking?"

Jiang Luo looked at the two of them, and quickly wrote the script in his mind.His expression slowly became humiliated, and his eyes slowly turned red.

If he insists on not speaking now, he will only deceive himself in the future, so it is better to tell the whole story now.

Jiang Luo didn't believe Feng Li. Feng Li put the Heavenly Master's Mansion first. He felt that he was not important enough to let Feng Li fight the Qi family and the Chi family for him.

The facts are in front of you, Jiang Luo is Feng Li's disciple, the Qi family and the Chi family dare to kill him, and the Chi family dares to drug him, or with Feng Li's permission, Jiang Luo feels that even if he sues Feng Li Li would not do anything to them, or he was not afraid of Feng Li.

The Chi family were very flattering to Feng Li, so the latter could be ruled out.

But seeing that Feng Li still thinks he looks like a boy, even if Feng Li knows that the Qi and Chi families are going to attack him, he doesn't know what the two families have done.

Even if Feng Li wouldn't stand up for Jiang Luo, it would be worthwhile for Jiang Luo to file a complaint if there was a rift between the Tianshi Mansion and the Chi and Qi families.

His lips were tightly pursed, faintly pale, and his fists were clenched, as if he had been greatly insulted.

The owner of the funeral home was surprised, he sat up, "What's wrong?"

Feng Li frowned, and asked in a deep voice, "Say."

Jiang Luo wiped away his tears, and said forbearance: "Sir, when I was performing a mission on the ship, a group of people drugged me. They seemed to be members of the Chi family, and they said they wanted to use me to lure Chi You. Shameless, I... I lost my childish body that night."

The black-haired young man had an expression of pain that he couldn't bear to recall, and he briefly explained the matter in a few words, but the despair in it was evident.

As a young man with outstanding talent and a bright future, Tong Shen was forced to commit himself to a ghost because of being drugged by others.

The owner of the funeral home was dumbfounded, "You and Chi, Chi You—"

With a loud bang, the solid wooden table in front of Feng Li shattered into pieces.

The things on the table clanged and fell to the ground, the tea bowl was smashed, and the tea leaves splashed all over the floor.

The tiles rolled down to Jiang Luo's feet.

The two people in the room held their breath for a moment and looked at Feng Li in surprise.

Feng Li's face was moody, he didn't seem to be angry, but the breath on his body was extremely terrifying, as thick as substance.The table foam fell on his robe, and the celestial master in Tang suit was like a statue with deep emotions. He asked without any waves: "They gave you medicine to break the boyhood body?"

Feng Li looked extremely calm, but such calm made people tremble with fear.

"it's me……"

The floor cracked under Feng Li's feet, and the cracks split apart and spread horribly around.

Feng Li's eyes were dark, he turned the jade wrench in his hand silently, Jiang Luo shut up in time.

The atmosphere stagnates and breathing becomes oppressive.The owner of the funeral shop stood up suddenly, walked to Jiang Luo in a hurry, and said sharply, "Pick up your clothes and let me see your waist!"

Jiang Luo was puzzled: "My waist?"

The owner of the funeral shop was too anxious to answer, so he stretched out his hand and rolled up Jiang Luo's clothes. He only rolled up a little, and saw three small moles on the black-haired young man's waist, which were not noticeable.

The red mole appeared low-key on the white and thin waist, as if drawn with a brush.

Jiang Luo followed his gaze, only to realize why these three moles appeared on his body, he touched the three small moles in surprise, "When did this appear?"

The location of the three small moles appeared in a hidden place. When there were hickey marks all over his body a few days ago, these three moles should have been hidden.In the past few days, Jiang Luo took a bath, because he didn't want to see the marks on his body, so he didn't pay attention to the changes on his body after taking a bath, and he only discovered it at this time.

The owner of the undertaker's face was ugly, and he murmured, "Oops, Oops..."

His expression made Jiang Luo feel bad, Jiang Luo's eyelids twitched a few times, "What does this mole represent?"

It won't be so hard to break a place, but it will lead to trouble, right?

As soon as Jiang Luo finished speaking, he felt a shadow approaching. He looked up and saw Feng Li walking beside him.

The owner of the funeral shop backed away from Jiang Luo, and said solemnly to Feng Li, "Come and see."

Feng Li stretched out his hand, Wei Liang lifted Jiang Luo's clothes with his fingers, and looked down.

The three small moles were clearly distinct, and when he brushed them lightly with his fingertips, the cold air suddenly arose on his body.

"He did go to bed with Chi You," the owner of the funeral shop frowned uncomfortably, "Even the curse of the Chi family's direct line has spread to him."

Jiang Luo: "... What did you say?"

The curse of the direct line of the Chi family? !

"Since you have that kind of relationship with Chi You, you must also know that the direct descendants of the Chi family have never lived to be 30 years old." The owner of the funeral shop looked at him with complicated eyes. They can't live in the spirit body, so they die young one by one. But as long as you think about it, you know that this statement doesn't make sense. The direct line of the Chi family is not only people with the surname Chi, they also have wives, but those who marry the direct line of the Chi family A daughter-in-law will also die before the age of 30."

"Only a small number of people know this. We guess that this is the curse of the direct line of the Chi family. No one knows who cast the curse and what it is, but everyone who has a relationship with the direct line of the Chi family, Three moles like this will appear on the side of the waist, and then die before the age of 30."

"Because of this curse, the direct line of the Chi family has a bad reputation behind the scenes."

Jiang Luo's face turned blue, but something seemed to flash through his mind when he heard this.

There seems to be something wrong...

Before he caught him, he heard the owner of the funeral shop sigh: "Chi You is dead, how could it be..."

Jiang Luo's anger rekindled, and he thought of the three moles on Chi You's waist that had been described repeatedly in the original book. He thought it was a simple physical feature, but he didn't expect it to have such a meaning.

Oh shit.

Being humiliated by the enemy on the bed is not enough, it also comes with a curse, even if Jiang Luo dominates that competition of desires, it can't make him happy.

But it was him who took the initiative to teach Chi You how to fuck him, so he could only say that it was bad luck.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, and immediately asked what he was most concerned about, "How can the curse be broken?"

Jiang Luo didn't want to die.

He really, really didn't want to die.

Since entering this extremely dangerous world, from the first day, Jiang Luo has been working hard to survive.

He has a strong desire to survive. Although Jiang Luo is always taking some adventures on the edge of life and death, every time he is in danger, he bursts out with a strong vitality.This feeling of surviving in danger made Jiang Luo addicted to the point of scalp trembling, but he likes danger and excitement, which doesn't mean he wants an ending where he must die before the age of 30.

This simply made Jiang Luo laugh back angrily.

At this moment, in addition to cursing Chi You, his hostility and killing intent towards the Chi family reached an unprecedented new height.

Damn the Chi family.

The desire to destroy the Chi family and break the curse is high.Jiang Luo's heart was full of evil spirits. He suppressed the violent air and looked straight at the owner of the funeral home, waiting for his answer.

The owner of the funeral home smiled wryly: "Even Chi You died before the age of 30... who else can do it."

Jiang Luo's expression turned cold.

Feng Li put down his clothes, turned and walked out expressionlessly, "Prepare the car and go to Lianjia."