This Damned Thirst for Survival

Chapter 138: The Conditions You Demand

Chapter 138 – The Conditions You Demand

The estate is just around the corner.

Since he chose to go back, Jiang Luo had to pretend that he didn’t care about anything after the Tianbi Pond water.

And in a flash of insight, Jiang Luo decided that the aloof look he was using to deal with the evil spirits seemed to satisfy Jiang Luo’s need to sit tight.

He has been cleansed of his seven passions and desires, so how can he possibly go on using evil spirits to increase his own desires?

It can only be the evil spirits who come up on their own accord.

Jiang Luo stops in his tracks.

When he stopped, those behind him naturally followed suit.

Jiang Luo looks sideways, at his companions.

There was little expression on his face as he walked along. But Jiang Luo had lost too much blood and was pale, so he showed some rare weakness. This weakness was seven parts real and three parts faked, and the fact that someone who had always been reliable and strong suddenly became fragile made Lu Youyi and the others feel distressed.

But for some reason, Jiang Luo seems to have become much colder since he first met her. Although he talks to them, he is not very happy to see them and his silence has become longer.

At this point, Jiang Luo spoke once again, “Do you know about the Fatal Man?”

Several people looked at each other, “…… predestined people?”

Even Zhuo Zhongqiu, the future heir to the Zhuo family, had never heard of this man, and they turned their attention to Wen Renlian, the most well-informed man, who was unusually silent, “I haven’t heard of this name, is this a person?”

They didn’t know who the predestined man was, but the pupils on Teng Bi’s paralyzed face suddenly tightened.

Jiang Luo caught the reaction, “Yes, he’s a person. He went for a dip in the pool at Tianbi Pond with me a few hours ago.”

“I did feel refreshed after the bath,” Jiang Luo said with a lighter look, “but I was a bit disinterested and didn’t really want to talk.”

He prepares himself in advance for the character change that will follow.

Jiang Luo did not want to tell Lu Youyi what had happened to him; the less people knew about it, the more likely it was that he would be able to trick the Fates and Wei He Daoist to prevent them from knowing that he had returned to his normal mood.

The guys didn’t think much of it, “Do you have a cold, or a sore throat?”

“By the way, how did you get hurt and bleed so much?”

Jiang Luo, after a few words, turned to the Fatal Man, his tone, which had been flat and uneventful before, rising and falling this time, and his words were quite respectful.

Teng Bi took note of what he said, but the more he listened, the more frightened he became. After a few absent-minded steps, Teng Bi suddenly felt a powerful force rushing towards him, and in the next instant he was abruptly catapulted a dozen metres away by the formation at the front of the manor.

Teng Bi covered his chest and blood spurted out of the corner of his lips. Lu Youyi exclaims, “Dead ghost!”

Teng Bi swallowed the blood in his throat and said at once, “The living dead cannot enter this formation, I will wait for you at the bottom of the hill.”

Jiang Luo , “The path down the mountain also has formations.”

Teng Bi said, “I have an idea.”

He turned and was about to leave, at a hurried pace, supposedly going to find his master. Jiang Luo’s mouth flickered with a smile as he warned just in time, “Deadbeat, get rid of the snow stained with my blood and water too, before the others find out.”

Teng Bi’s eyes lit up and he nodded, “Good.”

There are formations here, and neither he nor his master should be able to get in. But with Jiang Luo’s blood, there is a lot that can be done. At least the blood can enter the dream.

After watching Teng Bi disappear, Jiang Luo withdrew his gaze and told Lu Youyi not to reveal his injuries before entering the mansion with his companions.

*

Lian Xue came out to greet Zhuo Zhongqiu joyfully after hearing that they had also arrived. Taoist Master Wei He did not come out to see the youngsters, but instructed Disciples to take good care of them.

As the host, Lian Xue wanted to show them around. There was nothing much to do on the top of the hill, so Lian Xue wanted to show them the small spring at Tianbi Pond, but found that Xiaoquan Pond behind the courtyard was fenced off and they were not allowed to enter today.

Lian Xue did not know the reason why the spring pond was sealed up and led the way to Taoist Master Wei He, “Master uncle, why is the spring pond at the back of the mountain sealed up?”

Daoist Master Wei He replied slowly, “Then you will have to ask your Brother Jiang Luo, for the filth on his body comes from somewhere and is so thick that it is frightening. After he has used the Little Spring Eye today, let it rest for a while, and when it has recovered, it will continue to cleanse your Brother Jiang Luo’s body of filth in the morning.”

Jiang Luo thought to himself, “Sure enough, I’ll be soaking in this disgusting water tomorrow.

Jiang Luo’s face was unchanged, as if he had no interest in their conversation, and he looked unconcerned.

It’s working ……

Wei He Taoist sighed and stopped looking at him.

Lian Xue also knew that Jiang Luo was special, and after hearing this explanation, she asked no more questions. But there was something she wanted to ask more than Xiaoquan Pond.

They obviously had something to talk about, so the others left the quiet room in good humour. Before Jiang Luo left, he flicked his arm and Jin Guang flicked unnoticed, a mouse cowering unnoticed in the corner.

Only after the door was closed and no one was there did Lian Xue say, “Uncle, there is something I don’t understand. ”

Taoist Master Wei He put down his teacup and sighed slightly, saying predictably, “Go ahead and ask.”

“Why don’t the elders teach us anything other than the art of healing? We don’t even have the means to defend ourselves, so can we really stay alive if we encounter a dangerous situation?”

Lian Xue has been worried about this issue ever since the crisis of the storm, because she saw in it the future that the Lian family would suffer, “At this rate, can we, the Lian family, still keep Tianbi Pond?”

Wei He The Taoist priest was silent.

” Lian Xue ……” the old man sighed as he softened his voice, “Come, come to the master uncle.”

Lian Xue pursed her lips and took a step forward.

Taoist Master Wei He stroked her hair and said ruefully, “My predecessors, including my generation, had to learn much more than you do now. Not only did they have to learn the art of witchcraft and medicine, they also had to strengthen their bodies and know the arts and Fu Lu. There were not a few who were proficient in all five: mountain, medicine, fortune telling, astrology and divination. Your senior uncle, Lian Peng, was still a popular figure in the world of metaphysics a hundred years ago.”

“But the times are different,” Taoist Master Wei He looked back at Lian Xue lovingly and lovingly, “your generation is not fit to learn anything else.”

Lian Xue frowned, “Who said it was unsuitable?”

Wei He ?? avoided answering and rambled on, “But don’t be afraid, if it really comes to a life and death crisis, there will be people among you who can protect you and will never let you suffer an accident …… At that time, it will be time to ‘have to ‘ time.”

Lian Xue could not quite understand, “Uncle?”

Daoist Master Wei He said, “Go out.”

Lian Xue hesitates for a long time, then slowly turns to leave. The golden mouse brushed her feet and ran out the door with her.

*

Jiang Luo listened to the entire conversation in the quiet room.

His fingers rubbed the top of the mouse’s head rewardingly, and the mouse narrowed its eyes and transformed into a cipher back into the Ring of Yin and Yang.

Jiang Luo discovered that each of these six families seemed to have a lot of secrets.

In Tian Shifu, Feng Li’s parents are treated as taboo, and there is a dungeon under the confinement cell where people are kept; among the Buddhists, Ge Wuchen has rebelled against the sect and killed his master and uncle; the Qi and Chi families, needless to say, are in cahoots, and neither of them can be separated from the other. Even the Lian family, which seems to have no desire for anything, has secrets that outsiders cannot pry into.

Is there any connection behind them?

Jiang Luo thought absentmindedly, looking up from time to time as the hour hand slowly pointed to seven o’clock, a time when it was already too dark to see at seven o’clock in winter.

It’s time to go to bed.

Jiang Luo’s eyes twinkled, he couldn’t tell if it was anticipation or something else, and he slowly lay back down on the bed. After tucking himself in and looking at the dark ceiling for a moment, he closed his eyes languidly.

The time has come to take advantage of the evil spirits.

In the darkness, the corners of the youth’s mouth lifted for a moment, then quickly subsided to a cold look.

*

When he was conscious again, Jiang Luo heard the sound of a fan “creaking, creaking” above his head.

He did not open his eyes immediately, but continued to distinguish the sounds around him.

There is a lot of noise around, besides the sound of the fan and the whispering of other people’s conversations. It was the voices of Lu Youyi and Zhuo Zhongqiu.

There was the smell of sweat and food in the air, intermingling and mixing into the familiar scent of youth.

Jiang Luo’s fingers move, the table is flat and smooth, and his fingertips move forward and touch a book.

Here it is in the classroom.

Jiang Luo finally opened his eyes.

He lifted himself from the table with a bemused expression, and a familiar face around him caught his eye; it was Ye Xun and the others.

But the way they looked at Jiang Luo was disgusting, they gathered in twos and threes, as if they had isolated him, and Lu Youyi even glared at him a few times. Such an attitude was clearly a reminder of how they had treated the original owner in his memories.

As a ghost, scaring people in their dreams is a fundamental skill for every ghost. When an evil spirit pulls a person into a dream, the scene in the dream is naturally not determined by Jiang Luo.

Is this a return to the classroom of a year ago?

“Class,” a familiar low voice rang out from the front, “let the teacher check the results of your last lesson.”

This sound ……

Jiang Luo’s brow twitched and he looked up.

Meet with a pair of viper-like slimy eyes.

Chi You was dressed in a smart suit, and the rose pin that Jiang Luo had thrown in the lake long ago had surprisingly reappeared on his body. Not only that, but he was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a teaching stick in his hand and a brand new pair of white gloves, with the proper look of a teacher.

In the eyes beneath the glasses, there seems to be a slight ripple in Jiang Luo’s gaze.

This is Chi You working as a teaching assistant for them at Bai Hua University.

Jiang Luo almost laughed when he finished taking a good look at him.

Don’t tell me, it’s quite human.

But Jiang Luo, who is playing aloof, just looks at Chi You calmly, as if Chi You doesn’t interest him either.

The handsome teacher flicked his fingers and the long, thin teaching rod waved before the eyes of the crowd for a moment. He smiled softly, but the smile was dangerous and odd, ” Jiang Luo, you answer what I taught you in the last lesson.”

The class turned to Jiang Luo, who was sitting in the middle of the room, and waited for Jiang Luo to stand up and answer the question.

Jiang Luo stood up slowly, eyes downcast, and said in a calm tone, “I don’t know.”

“How can you not know that?” The teacher’s voice was lowered, and a few grim undertones came from it, “Come over here by the podium.”

Jiang Luo pauses and moves towards the podium.

He laughed heartily, watching Chi You change its face was one of the great pleasures of his life, and playing with the evil spirits with such apparent indifference as now seemed more fun than he had imagined.

Chi You watches Jiang Luo walk closer and closer to himself.

The dark-haired young man’s eyes seemed to have been washed of their previous light, cold and emotionless, and he did whatever he was told to do, unable to feel anything at all.

But as his eyes sweep over Chi You, they act as an invisible hook, causing a tyrannical desire to rise up in addition to the attention Chi You is placing on him.

Teng Bi said with a floral civet that Jiang Luo had taken a dip in Tianbi Pond with the Fates.

Tianbi Pond has made his haters almost a different person.

The evil spirit’s smile grew more and more sinister, the corners of his lips lifting high as his long fingers danced and slid upwards from the bottom of the teaching rod, a fascinating mix of mystery and darkness. He gestured to the blackboard with the teaching rod, and the handsome teaching assistant’s tone lifted slightly, “Since you couldn’t answer the previous lesson, write out the answer to this question.”

“If you can’t write this time -” he said in a long drawn out voice – “the teacher will have to take some measures to make you study seriously.”

Jiang Luo looks to the blackboard.

At some point there was an additional question on the blackboard: What condition did you promise your teacher when he took you out of the mirror world?

Below this is a straight line of horizontal cells waiting to be filled in.

Among the students below, I don’t know who read the question out.

“What conditions did …… promise the teacher?”

“Hmm? I’m curious, what could the terms be? Did the teacher deal with Jiang Luo for something?”

The shame of being exposed to a large crowd will only lead to nowhere to hide.

Jiang Luo knows that this is the evil spirit trying to stimulate his emotions, to bring him out of his desireless state and create volatility. But the more he does this, the more Jiang Luo wants to pretend to be a lake of dead water.

–Jiang Luo is in no hurry, as the dream has only just begun, and he can indulge his own bad taste first.

He looked at the title for a moment, and when Chi You thought he would not write it, Jiang Luo put down his pen.

The sound of chalk scraping on the blackboard is powerful and clear.

The person at the bottom continued to read along, “Teacher, ask, and I, make, love.”

Jiang Luo put down the chalk, turned his head to look at Chi You and said indifferently, “That’s the condition you’re asking for.”