This Damned Thirst for Survival

Chapter 13

Jiang Luo drew a whole pile of suppression charms during the day.

Thanks to the speed of his hands, trained in the design school, and thanks to the air that he doesn’t know what it is.

The result is that he can now, like a sprinkling of money, drown Chi You in yellow charms.

You can kill Chi You by smashing it.

Jiang Luo looked slowly at the increasingly hideous and sinister mist, he smiled, his thin lips curled up, and with his intact hand he took the talisman paper and pressed down on the neck of the humanoid mist, then with his knee, which was attached to the talisman paper, he gave the mist a hard blow to the abdomen.

Chi You gave a muffled grunt.

Jiang Luo bent over, a few strands of black hair sliding down his shoulders in a hooked fashion, and he asked in a soft whisper, “Teacher, is it good?”

The black mist froze for a few seconds and the evil spirit suddenly laughed.

His laughter grew louder and louder, with an almost insane tendency to sound unnerving and creepy.

Jiang Luo, however, listened calmly as he affixed another talisman to the evil spirit and whispered, “I will make you feel good all night.”

……

Lu Youyi woke up in a daze to find that the class group was calling him down to dinner.

Lu Youyi wondered, “Why are you up so early?”

“Jiang Luo bought us breakfast to wake us up,” Ge Zhu returned, happily sucking on his soy milk, he was always the rich one, eating the rice Jiang Luo bought, full of Jiang Luo’s kind words, “Come quickly, Jiang Luo bought this for us early in the morning. Jiang Luo bought this for us early in the morning. Jiang Luo, you’re really nice, Fu Sheng, you’re a great friend, I’m so happy to have you as my classmate.”

Lu Youyi scratched his head and walked over to sit down, giving Jiang Luo a puzzled look, “Why do you suddenly want to buy us breakfast?”

He looked down and was startled, “What happened to your hand?”

Jiang Luo’s right hand is wrapped in a fresh plaster cast.

Jiang Luo was all smiles and in a good mood as he said, “You guys were drunk last night and when I was taking you to your room, a guy smashed right into me and dislocated my arm.”

The few people who had been drunk last night stiffened, and a pair of eyes looked apprehensively at Jiang Luo as if to ask, “Who is that idiot?

Jiang Luo’s gaze flickered around and slowly settled on the increasingly stiff Kuang Zheng.

He still hasn’t figured out what’s going on with the Yin Yang Ring in his hand, so he’s using this as an excuse to ask Kuang Zheng to help show him. Sorry for taking the blame for this, Alchemist.

Beads of sweat slowly fell from Kuang Zheng’s head, his mountainous bulk now fidgeting, and after noticing Jiang Luo’s gaze, Kuang Zheng said, “Sorry.”

He rarely drank, so he never knew what he looked like when he did.

But the only person who could dislocate Jiang Luo’s arm seemed to be himself, as all his classmates were tall and slim.

Kuang Zheng was so guilty that he clasped and unclasped his hands and apologized again in a low voice, “It’s all my fault ……”

Jiang Luo felt like he was bullying a good man. In all his years in society, he had rarely seen someone as honest as Kuang Zheng. But he was thick-skinned and dark-hearted enough to say, “It’s okay, you were drunk and didn’t mean it.”

The more he said this, the more guilty Kuang Zheng became, “I’m sorry, I’ll take care of you.”

“You can let me do anything you want,” Kuang Zheng said, “and the medical bills, I’ll take care of that too.”

Jiang Luo shook his head graciously, “It’s okay, I still have my left hand.”

Kuang Zheng was silent, but the look on his face made it clear that he was determined to look after Jiang Luo.

Wen Renlian sighed, “How could I have hurt my right hand?”

Jiang Luo is right-handed and uses his right hand to write and work on charms. On hearing this, he sneered in his mind.

Wasn’t it because Chi You was pissed off because he had seven Fu Lu’s stuck to him and he had messed up all the puppets?

“It’s the Yun Nan tournament in a month,” Ye Xun said, “plenty of time to get the hands right.”

Jiang Luo was all smiles and his hand injury didn’t dampen his good mood, “I’m just a chaperone, we’ll see how you guys do when the time comes.”

Jiang Luo really wasn’t interested in this competition.

But after reading the poster for the National Student Natural Science Competition, he frowned and stared straight at the first prize.

It was a bead.

The transparent texture and the cold white haze coming through it resemble the beads in the hands of the undertaker that Jiang Luo was so concerned about.

On the poster, there are only two sentences written next to the beads.

[First Prize: Yuan Tianzhu .

[Function: The effect of enhancing the spiritual body].

These two simple, even overly concise, words could have caused almost an entire metaphysical community to be shocked.

What does it mean to enhance the effects of the spiritual body?

In this business, talent is of paramount importance. Design still depends on inspiration, but in addition to inspiration can also set the template, see hundreds of sets of design plans how they can design a set, but in this business, talent is not enough, then no matter how hard, but nothing can be done.

Jiang Luo looks at the bead and inevitably recalls the forbidden art that killed Chi You.

That forbidden art and this bead have similar functions. The forbidden art can deprive others of their spiritual bodies, while this bead can enhance theirs.

And there seems to be more than one of these Yuan Tianzhu.

Do the beads have anything to do with the forbidden arts that lured the original owner in?

Jiang Luo was very interested in the bead, but to get up close to it, he had to get through the first two levels of the competition. Jiang Luo spent the rest of his time in the library, apart from studying in class and exercising his left hand writing.

He desperately took in all the knowledge he could, wanting to be strong as fast as possible.

It was a month later when Jiang Luo was dragged to the airport by his classmates to board the plane, and he realised that it was time to go to Yun Nan.

Jiang Luo was pulled onto the plane in a trance, with Kuang Zheng sitting next to him to facilitate his care.

The cast on Jiang Luo’s right arm has been removed this week, and his right hand has not been used for almost a month, so it is inevitable that it is a bit raw. He was practising his right hand writing when Kuang Zheng silently handed Jiang Luo a copy of the Yin Yang Ring.

This honest man worked non-stop for a whole month to bring Jiang Luo food and clean up after him, and then sacrificed Jiang Luo’s Yin Yang Ring to do all the hard work, so Jiang Luo was embarrassed to bully him.

But Kuang Zheng was so sincere that he insisted on making amends after deciding that he had done something wrong. Even now that Jiang Luo has had his cast removed, he has not left, wanting to make sure that Jiang Luo’s hand is really healthy again.

Jiang Luo rubbed his nose and sheepishly took the information as Wen Renlian, who had come up behind them, walked up to them and smilingly patted Kuang Zheng’s shoulder, “Big guy, switch places with me?”

Wen Renlian wore a long, clean, denim dress and big wavy hair, a beautiful mix of sass and beauty. Kuang Zheng glanced at him and silently sat up, making way for Wen Renlian.

Wen Renlian : “Thank you.”

He sat gracefully next to Jiang Luo, and when he looked sideways, Kuang Zheng was still standing still in the aisle, and Wen Renlian couldn’t help but laugh, “If you don’t want to switch with me, we’ll switch back.”

Kuang Zheng’s wheat-coloured face showed some stiffness as he shook his head and walked to Wen Renlian’s seat.

Jiang Luo and Wen Renlian said hello, Wen Renlian looked at Jiang Luo with her cheek in her mouth, ” Jiang Luo, you’ve been working hard this month.”

Jiang Luo said modestly, “It’s okay.”

“You’ve progressed faster than we could have ever imagined,” Wen Renlian murmured, “You really seem to ……”

Jiang Luo didn’t catch it: “Like what?”

Wen Renlian shook his head with a smile and a nod of his chin, “Let’s see what the big guy has in store for you.”

Jiang Luo read over the information and found that the Yin-Yang Ring was a rare portable magic weapon that could be used to protect oneself and to ward off evil spirits. To use it, you need to open it.

As for how to open it, Kuang Zheng, the smith, doesn’t know either.

Jiang Luo sighed as he finished the information. He raised his hand and shook his right hand, the jade-like wooden bracelet on his wrist emitting a soft light; pretty it is, but if you don’t know how to use it, even the prettiest is not as useful as a Fu Lu.

Wen Renlian said, “Don’t know how to use it yet?”

Jiang Luo shakes his head.

Wen Renlian thought for a moment, “Feng Li, the Feng family’s Heavenly Master, will also be present at the competition as a judge’s teacher. You are a son of the Feng family, should you go and ask Feng Li?”

Jiang Luo sat up straight, ” Feng Li is the judge’s teacher?”

“At every competition, one of the six schools will be the judge,” Wen Renlian said with a sarcastic laugh, “Feng Li never used to accept invitations to the competition, but this year he has become the judge. It’s not going to be easy.”

Although Wen Renlian was not a member of the Six Schools, he had many sources of information. Since he said Feng Li would come, then Feng Li would definitely come.

Jiang Luo didn’t want to meet Feng Li, he rubbed his forehead, “Let’s talk about it when we get there.”

In “The Evil Dead”, Feng Li is so wise and cold-hearted that Jiang Luo doesn’t want to take on him just because he’s an accomplice in Chi You’s quest to avenge his original body.

At 3pm, the plane landed in Yun Nan. In May, the sky was blue and the clouds were thick, making it look like a painting.

The staff who met them were already waiting at the airport and received them and rushed to the hotel.

The teacher at Bai Hua University is Mr Fang, a feng shui teacher, who is very friendly and pleasant. Jiang Luo saw a lot of young university students on the road before we even got close to the hotel, and at this time of year, when it is not summer vacation or a day off, such a group of university students looked like they were from various schools majoring in natural sciences and social studies.

When the staff saw the group of students running out to shop, they said in a mysterious tone, “Mr. Fang, do you know how many people are participating this year?”

Curious, Mr. Fang asked, “How many? It can’t be less than a hundred, can it?”

Staff: “There are a hundred and eighty people participating this year! Apart from the students from the twelve universities, many young disciples from the six families have come to fill the numbers.

Mr Fang said smilingly, “It’s all about the prizes.”

There were eight students in Bai Hua University’s metaphysics class, and all eight students had completed 20 credits to compete, which was a remarkable achievement. When Jiang Luo got off the bus and heard that they were from Bai Hua University, many eyes were on them, both explicitly and implicitly.

Jiang Luo stretches out, his long hair a little longer than it was a month ago, reaching the butterfly bone on his spine. His hair is slightly dishevelled from the nap he took on the plane, but his face is flushed and glowing.

Accustomed to being watched, he ignored the glances directed towards him and followed his companion upstairs with his traveling gift.

Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi shared a room, the two of them put their belongings away, Lu Youyi ran to the window and pulled the curtain, “It’s so beautiful.”

He excitedly suggested, “Jiang Luo, why don’t we go and try the local rice noodles?”

Jiang Luo looked down and undressed, “Okay, wait for me to change my clothes.”

Lu Youyi watched him change his top and wondered how good Jiang Luo’s skin was, firm and white, beautiful and sexy. When Jiang Luo started to take off his trousers, he was inexplicably embarrassed and turned to look out of the window when he suddenly said, “Jiang Luo, your Feng family is here!”

Jiang Luo pulls up his trousers, straightens his clothes as he walks to the window and looks down.

A few young people got out of the van, and in the original owner’s memory, these were the very best talents of the Feng family’s younger generation in terms of talent.

Jiang Luo is thoughtful.

With so many people coming, the vast majority should be here for Yuan Tianzhu. There are very few things that can improve the spiritual body, and few people would be unmoved by the opportunity presented before them.

Except for those who are truly superbly gifted and do not care to use Yuan Tianzhu.

The last person got out of the van.

The man was dressed in a black Tang suit and looked cold, his surrounding aura standing out from the crowd. The young scholars in front of him made way for him, and the man walked slowly into the hotel.

It is Feng Li who is the main character in the original text.