This Damned Thirst for Survival

Chapter 107

Jiang Luo takes a nice bath and walks out with Yin Hu in his arms and praises him. Yin Hu jumped into his arms and pampered him, barking and puffing up his chest.

But the cheerfulness didn’t last long before Jiang Luo got the news – Li Sha had disappeared.

When he arrived at the surveillance room in a frenzy, it was already full of people. The surveillance video of Li Sha’s disappearance was played over and over again, showing Li Sha sitting in a chair, uninterested, suddenly looking up at the corner, and the next moment the surveillance screen turned into a snowflake.

The magnetic field is affected.

The comrades watching the surveillance immediately alerted the police who had custody of Li Sha, but when they pushed in the door, Li Sha had already disappeared.

From the time the video was discovered to the time the police were notified, it took only a few seconds. And with no escape route from the room other than the door, Li Sha’s disappearance was so abrupt that it was definitely a metaphysical event.

The leader of the blood eels has escaped, and the consequences are unthinkable. Jiang Luo frowned as he called Inspector Lin Qin out of the room.

“Officer Lin, there’s something I want to tell you,” Jiang Luo said hesitantly, after weighing his words for a while, “this blood eel thing, you can check with the Chi family.”

“The Chi family? You’re talking about the Chi family of the Puppet Soul Alchemy?” Officer Lin asked after him.

Jiang Luo nodded, but then he said, “The waters are too murky, you can find out a lot by looking deeper. Why did we get this assignment, why were the Chi family on board, maybe one of the wealthy people who are friends with the Chi family is controlled by the blood eels, I’m not at liberty to tell you more, but if you investigate, you must do it secretly, Officer Lin, you understand?”

Officer Lin was confused, he seemed to understand, but he didn’t. He hastily clutched Jiang Luo’s wrist, “Wait, Jiang, are you saying that there are people from the Chi family on board?”

“Yes,” Jiang Luo said, “there’s more than one Chi family.”

Officer Lin and him looked at each other for a moment, and his face gradually froze as he released Jiang Luo , “Jiang, thank you for the information.”

Jiang Luo smiled, “Officer Lin has a righteous face and is a good man, he will definitely be able to find out the truth of the matter.”

Although he is a talkative and nosy person, he never tells lies and keeps his word. Sometimes he can be overly stubborn, but he is blessed with a deep fortune and often turns his life around.

Jiang Luo was able to judge Officer Lin’s character very easily.

Officer Lam smiled shyly and added, “The disappearance of the chief blood eel is so unbelievable, can we ask you to look at it for us afterwards?”

“It’s possible,” Jiang Luo thought about it, “but we don’t have the tools and we have to use the oldest method, which won’t work very well.”

Who knew that Officer Lin would wave his hand, “This is easy, we’ve prepared everything you’ll need, and this is what Dean Xu gave us before you went on your mission.”

The policeman brought the things over. It had been a long time since they had seen the compass and the yellow talisman, and the party could not help but be overjoyed and embrace them in their arms with affection.

Once they had something, the rest was easy to do. But inch by inch they searched the room where Li Sha had disappeared, and found nothing.

Although he had been prepared for this, Officer Lam sighed in disappointment.

Jiang Luo and his companions looked at each other and with a glimmer of hope, they took a bowl of water mixed with pot ash, salt and an exorcism charm and flung the water around the boat with a wicker, sprinkling it everywhere in the hope of forcing out the ghosts.

But still no sign of Li Sha, apart from a few small bits of filth.

At the evening meal, the party was so tired that they slumped over the table and had little appetite for food.

Cheng Li came over with his plate, somewhat apprehensively. He looked at Jiang Luo’s tired appearance and wanted to say something, but in the end he did not.

On the contrary, Jiang Luo noticed his torn expression, “Cheng, what do you want to say?”

Cheng Li hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice, “Can we really succeed in invoking the soul?”

“If it’s someone who died elsewhere, it’s true that it’s not easy to recruit spirits, because some of them have already been detained by the ghosts and taken away to reincarnation.”

Before Jiang Luo could finish his sentence, Sai Liaoer choked on a mouthful of water, coughing violently and trying to wipe his mouth with a piece of paper, but then panicked and spilled the rest of the water on himself.

Lu Youyi helped bring over tissues, ” Sai Liaoer , don’t be so hasty with your water.”

“It’s not a rush,” Sai Liaoer said with shaking hands and a desire to cry, “I don’t know why, but when Jiang says ghostbusters, I get scared.”

Lu Youyi was puzzled, “What is there to be afraid of.”

Jiang Luo gave the little blonde a pitying look and continued, “But ghosts who die in the water cannot be reincarnated unless they can find a scapegoat. And this is the high seas, not under the jurisdiction of any country, and ships to and from are rare, so your wife and daughter should still be able to be recalled.”

Ye Xun asked, “Did they die in these waters?”

With hot tears in his eyes, Cheng Li nodded vigorously and choked back a sob, “Then after the invocation, could you please do a puja for my wife and daughter so that they can go to their reincarnation properly?”

“Tell you what,” Wen Renlian looked at his companions and smiled, “since we’re here, why don’t we do a big puja and try to bring more of the dead in the sea to life.”

Naturally, no one refused the offer. After dinner, Jiang Luo rested for another two hours. At seven o’clock, when it was slightly dark, they went out on deck to set up the altar and tribute the fruits and prepare the items for the puja.

The ordinary people on the boat were put back in their rooms by the police. Cheng Li was the only person on deck at this time.

Cheng Li told Jiang Luo about his wife’s and daughter’s clothes and birth date, and Jiang Luo glanced at his companions, who stepped aside and looked at him with a smile.

It was Jiang Luo’s first time calling for a soul, and although it was his first time, there was little nervousness, but rather a flat-to-the-core confidence that he could pull it off.

He prepares rice and tea, which is a handy gift for the Yin object. After lighting the red lantern and laying the deceased’s clothes flat on the table, Jiang Luo lights the incense and holds it calmly for three times, then he inserts a white slip of paper with Zhao Qing’s birth date written on it between his clothes with the three incense sticks in his hand, and in the same way he inserts Cheng Li’s daughter’s birth date on another piece of clothing. “Call out.”

Cheng Li was so nervous that his head was sweating, he clenched his fists and started calling his wife and daughter’s names, “Zhao Qing, Cheng Ma Ma Ma. Zhao Qing, Cheng Ma Ma Ma ……”

The word “invocation” is also known as “calling the spirits”, the main word being “calling”.

The human soul has an extremely intimate relationship with clothes, which can also be interpreted to mean that human clothes have an attraction to the human soul. This is the reason why a sphinx becomes human when he puts on human clothes. Lost souls are attracted to their own clothes, but in a sea of people, it is not enough to rely on the former clothes, but the call of the deceased’s extremely familiar relatives is also needed.

Cheng Li had already been instructed by Jiang Luo to keep the taboo of calling the spirits in mind. The voice must not be too low, or else his wife and daughters would not hear him. Nor should it be too loud, for it would frighten his wife and daughters. It should not be intermittent, as this would cause his wife and daughter to lose their way.

His throat was dry and he didn’t dare to wipe it even though sweat was pouring into his eyes.

The incense candle wavered and the incense ashes fell on top of the birth certificate. When the incense was half burned, a mother and daughter suddenly appeared under the red lantern.

The woman’s smile is gentle and cheerful, and the child looks at Cheng Li with glowing eyes as she grabs her mother’s hand: “Daddy!”

Cheng Li stared at them blankly, tears streaming down her face for a moment.

The invocation ceremony and the supercession puja went extremely well and it wasn’t until 5am that everything was really over.

After a good cry, Cheng Li’s spirits changed, and after thanking Jiang Luo solemnly, he approached the police and cooperated with them in recalling the rich people he had met during his two years on board.

The police were delighted at this turn of events and immediately took Cheng Li into custody.

Jiang Luo and his companions spent four days sleeping on the boat before finally setting foot on land.

Now it was late autumn and they hadn’t felt the cold on the boat, but when they got off the ground they realised it was really fucking cold.

It’s only been half a month away and the weather has changed since I got back.

They flew back to the school from Delta Pass and when they got off the plane, they were met at the airport by many people, not only by the school bus but also by people from various families. Tian Shifu sent a car too, and Jiang Luo wanted to politely refuse Tian Shifu’s car and go back to school with Ye Xun. When he got to the car, the window of the driver’s seat came down, revealing an unfamiliar face.

” Master Jiang Luo?” The man had a lollipop in his mouth and a big smile, “Get in, I’ll take you to see Sir.”

Jiang Luo gave a deep breath and said, “You are?”

A head peeks out from the back and Zhou Wudu says, “Brother, come on up. This is our second brother, Shen Ruma.”

Jiang Luo joked, “So is our eldest brother’s name killing energy?”

Zhou Wudu sucked in a cold breath and looked at him in shock, “A change in order would be correct, our eldest brother is called Xu Qisha, you even calculated this?”

Jiang Luo : “……” is really killing it.

He choked and got into the car in silence. As soon as he got into the car, a little thing jumped into his arms and said in a resigned voice, “Daddy!”

Jiang Luo lifted the object up and saw that it was ginseng essence.

The ginseng spirit is treated like an ancestor by Zhou Wudu and Wang Santan at home, and has been spoiled to the point of gaining weight and looking even more adorable. He is just trying to conquer Jiang Luo, who once disdained him, with his face, when Jiang Luo seems to remember something and throws him into Zhou Wudu’s arms with disgust.

The ginseng spirit looked at him incredulously, as if he were looking at a heartless, negative man, and his mouth dropped and he almost cried out.

Jiang Luo said slowly, “I don’t want to ride in a car with a crying ginseng spirit.”

The ginseng spirit held back his sobs for a moment.

The Second Brother laughed out loud. Shen Ruma is a man of words, and a bit of a hangdog wannabe. He hasn’t stopped talking the whole way, even counting out the sesame seeds on the buns he ate this morning for Jiang Luo.

“By the way, what else do you have at school that you haven’t picked up? I’ll take you back to school to get your stuff later,” Shen Ruma flicked the plastic stick of the lollipop out of the window and threw it precisely into the bin on the side of the road, “Better take it in the next couple of days, it won’t be easy to get it in a few days.”

Jiang Luo was stunned, “What do you mean?”

“You forgot?” Shen Ruma raised an eyebrow and looked at Jiang Luo in the rearview mirror, thinking that this junior was really good looking, “I almost forgot that you just came back from a mission, you were at sea for half a month, so it’s understandable that you forgot. Let me remind you, this mission is the mid-term examination, what should you do after the examination?”

Jiang Luo was unmoved, “On holiday?”

Zhou Wudu, like an old mum, carefully tidied up the ginseng beard, “It’s not a holiday, congratulations, you’ve finally made it.”

But it’s only the end of November.

What kind of holiday is there at the end of November? Can’t you just take three months off and go back to school after the winter?

But looking at Shen Ruma and Zhou Wudu’s taken-for-granted expressions, Jiang Luo didn’t show any difference and asked instead, “Is the gentleman in Tian Shifu?”

“Yes,” Zhou Wudu said, “Sir wants you to see him when you get back.”

Jiang Luo nods his head.

It is now the fifth day since he had sex with Chi You, and the ghostly aura left in his body has long since dissipated.

An hour later, the three returned to Tian Shifu. Jiang Luo left his luggage with his disciples and went upstairs to his study.

After knocking on the door, Feng Li’s voice rang out faintly, “Come in.”

Jiang Luo pushes his way in, but is surprised to see another person in the study. This person also looks familiar, it is the funeral shop owner.

The funeral shop owner slumped on the sofa and said breathlessly, “Your disciple is here, so I’ll go first.”

“No,” Feng Li raised his eyes to Jiang Luo, his pale eyes carefully glancing over Jiang Luo’s body, examining him from the strands of his disciple’s hair to the tips of his toes, his expression clearing when he saw no injuries, “I called you here so that you could come and see him. ”

The funeral shop owner was surprised, “Oh?”

Feng Li put it succinctly, “He is fit to learn your ‘psychic arts’.”

The funeral shop owner was silent for a few seconds and sat up a little straighter, “Are you sure?”

Feng Li nods lightly.

The undertaker immediately turned around and looked towards Jiang Luo again.

The dark-haired youth closed the door and stood bewildered by it. His long hair was a little longer than the last time we met, his features were open and flamboyant, his eyebrows unmistakably English, his figure tall and his bone structure superior.

The funeral shop owner sighed with a curious “tsk”, “I haven’t seen this ability in him, Feng Li, are you willing to give me this disciple?”

Feng Li took a light sip of tea, smiled and sneered, “Impossible.”