This Damned Thirst for Survival

This answer made Chi You not expect.

But soon, Jiang Luo continued: "To be honest, I don't want to play this game with you."

Jiang Luo leaned on the sink, playing with a lighter, the sound of the iron lighter was clear, and the flame ignited and went out. "After thinking about it carefully, I am not very interested in the secrets you said."

He lied.

No one would want to know Chi You's secret more than Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo had a cat's paw in his heart, scratching him so much that he wanted to strip off Chi You's mysterious skin, just like stripping off the clothes of the gentle scum of evil spirits, showing him the stench of ghost patterns all over his body.

But he pretended to be like, "Chi You, the initiative is with me. I play if I want to play, and I don't play if I don't want to play, let alone you are not very sincere."

The evil spirit raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you say it."

Jiang Luo said, "You let me find you, but you are more than one person."

"Ah, you found it." The evil spirit said in a pity.

Jiang Luo sneered and said: "Your puppet is you, and the person you possess is also you... If the rules of the game are that I catch any of you at will, then I am happy to continue this game."

The evil spirit said: "No, of course what you need to find is the real me."

He thought for a while and added thoughtfully: "I am in a human body."

Jiang Luo hung up the phone blankly.

Ten seconds later, the phone rang and connected again, and the evil spirit sighed, "All right, I'll give you one last reminder."

Jiang Luo received a photo.

In the photo is a smiling lip.

The man's lips were raised high, his lips were plump, and his complexion was rosy.

The evil spirit said: "One minute."

Jiang Luo stared at this photo intently.

He quickly compared this lip with every face he met here, but Chi You's smile made it more difficult to find. Although Jiang Luo's memory is good, it is not enough to recognize a person with just one mouth.

After half a minute, he wisely gave up the idea of ​​finding Chi You tonight, thinking about what Chi You's punishment would be, and whether he could avoid it, or use it back.

Jiang Luo lowered his eyes and thought, a minute passed quickly, and the evil spirit raised his voice slightly, "It's time for you to submit your answer."

Jiang Luo was extremely calm, and Chi You's emotions were completely two extremes. He tentatively said: "If the answer is wrong, what will you do."

"A small punishment?" Chi You deliberately asked, "Who knows."

It's like an unknown gift. Even if you know it's not a good thing, you can't help but guess how bad it can be. Jiang Luo put a towel around his neck and directly spoke of a person he doubted.

"Siss."

The second place in "Next Station, Idol", a gentle old man. Because of Chi You, Jiang Luo feels hypocritical every time he meets such a good person who wants nothing. After all, Chi You likes such a role.

The evil spirit groaned: "Hmm..."

Jiang Luo's heart beat slightly faster.

In the next moment, the evil spirit regretfully told him the answer, "Unfortunately, you are only half right."

Oh, Xi Si is just his puppet, but not the one who was leaned over by him.

Although Jiang Luo was ready to fail, after hearing the wicked confession with his own ears, he still darkened his face.

"Why are you everywhere," Jiang Luo said, "Chi You, don't all the trainees have your shadow?"

Chi You said slowly, "This is a good idea."

He pretended to say: "Unexpectedly, you guessed wrong--even if you didn't want to, but I have to be cruel and give you a small punishment."

"After all, I have a game spirit." He said.

He said that he had to, but Chi You's tone became more and more excited, the suppressed madness and distortion had a gap to vent, on the contrary, there was a kind of perverted murderous monster.

Jiang Luo's eyelids twitched and ended the call.

There was water in the bathtub, and the bathroom was silent. Jiang Luo strained his nerves and waited for a few minutes, but nothing happened. He simply walked out of the bathroom, but the moment he walked out of the bathroom, the clean and tidy bedroom suddenly turned into a dilapidated and gloomy building.

There were mice crawling on the ground, yellow curtains and cloth piled up on the ground, Jiang Luo lowered his head, and a spider crawled over by his feet.

He crushed the spider and looked around.

This is just like a standard ghost building scene in a horror movie. If this picture can be taken into a horror movie, it will definitely create a 100% horror effect.

Jiang Luo closed his eyes, followed the bedroom layout in his memory, and walked towards the bed.

The distance between the bed and the bathroom is three meters, and when you go out, turn right. When the distance of three meters arrived, Jiang Luo opened his eyes.

There was a puddle in front of him, and the puddle was full of entangled and crawling snakes.

The densely packed snakes are entangled like a knotted rope, and there are hundreds of them at first glance.

Jiang Luo was extremely sure that this was just an illusion that the evil spirit had let him see.

Li ghosts kill people mostly by hallucinations to inspire fear in people's hearts, and then use fear to kill people.

Jiang Luo is not afraid of snakes.

But he was afraid of nausea.

Hundreds of flower snakes fluttered, and the snake hissed. Jiang Luo stood by the water puddle and watched for a while, turned around and opened his hands, and fell back toward the water puddle.

The wind blew his hair, and the next moment Jiang Luo fell into the soft bed.

As expected.

Jiang Luo rubbed the soft and smooth silk pillow, the corners of his mouth cocked. It's just a illusion, can't he just open his eyes?

As long as you don't look at it, don't believe it, and treat all of this as a cloud of smoke, then this illusion will have no effect on Jiang Luo.

On the contrary, if you attack and fear, you will step into the trap of evil spirits.

Jiang Luo repeatedly reminded himself to ignore everything.

The next moment, he felt a cold hand gripping his ankle.

Jiang Luo didn't fluctuate at all, just as if this hand didn't exist.

But a few more ghost hands stretched out and bound Jiang Luo's hands and feet. It feels a bit wrong to let the black-haired youth lie on the bed in a big font like a sacrifice.

Jiang Luo's eyelids twitched a few times, and finally couldn't help but open his eyes.

Hundreds of green and white ghost hands stretched out on both sides of his bed. The ghost hand was like waiting for him to open his eyes. When Jiang Luo's breathing was stagnant, Qi Qi touched Jiang Luo, covering the black-haired young man tightly from head to toe, only showing a pair of eyes.

The last hand dropped from the sky and slowly approached Jiang Luo's eyes. Jiang Luo heard a chuckle from Chi You, "I am so kind, so how can I bear to punish my'lover'?"

He said leisurely: "I thought about it, but decided to give you another chance to find me."

"Hundreds of ghost hands, guess which one is my hand?"

"It's this," a ghost hand slid frivolously from Jiang Luo's waist, "It's still this."

Another cold hand slowly brushed Jiang Luo's thigh.

On the huge bed, the black-haired youth was hugged by thousands of ghost hands and locked tightly on the bed. The youth under the ghost struggled hard, but it didn't help much.

The picture was terrifying and frightening, with only a few strands of black hair hanging beside the bed under the hands of the ghost. Holding Jiang Luo's clothes one hand after another, the bathrobes were turned into a pile of waste cloth.

"Fuck you," Jiang Luo scolded hard from his fingers, "Chi You."

Jiang Luo was punished by the back of his neck, and Chi You said, "Don't use dirty words."

As the night darkened, Lu Yi and the dead ghost did not stay in Ye Xun's room for long, and first returned to their dormitory.

Ye Xun had been waiting for Zhang Feng to come back. He wiped Xiaofen's hair over and over again. After Xiaofen dried up, Zhang Feng finally came back.

Hearing the sound of the door, Ye Xun looked out, but after seeing Zhang Feng clearly, his pupils shrank sharply.

"Come back?" said hello to another person in the dormitory, "Zhang Feng, where have you gone on a rainy day?"

Zhang Feng said with a smile, "I went out and was caught in the rain. I will take a shower first."

He walked easily to the cabinet to look for a change of clothes, and sang the theme song of "Next Stop, Idol" in his mouth.

Zhang Fenghe completely changed his appearance before, and the depression, panic and hideousness hidden in his body disappeared. He seemed to have solved an annoying thing, and everyone could see that he was in a good mood.

A layer of virtual sweat slowly emerged from the tip of Ye Xun's nose.

Zhang Feng, who took his clothes, turned and walked to the bathroom. He found that Ye Xun was looking at him and turned to look at Ye Xun. His attitude towards Ye Xun was no longer hostile and sharp. On the contrary, he said very kindly: "Ye Nan, you What do you see me doing?"

"Is there something on my face?" He raised his head and touched his face.

Ye Nan is Ye Xun's pseudonym.

Ye Xun swallowed, and the chill rushed up from his back.

There was nothing on Zhang Feng's face, it was clean.

The skin is smooth and delicate, no acne marks, no depressions or bumps.

There are no five senses either.

It was a faceless face.

However, Zhang Feng and his roommate did not notice that it was wrong.

Zhang Feng picked up a mirror, leaned close to the mirror with a face lacking facial features, and muttered, "There is nothing dirty."

He looked around in the mirror, carefully touching his face without facial features. Ye Xun's scalp slowly became numb. He tried to stabilize his expression and watched Zhang Feng put down the mirror and went into the bathroom.

After Zhang Feng closed the door, Ye Xing exhaled a sigh of relief. He walked to the roommate who was studying at the table and whispered, "Is Zhang Feng having a fever? His eyes are a little red."

"Is there?" the roommate asked in a daze, "isn't he exactly the same as in the morning? I didn't see his eyes red."

Ye Xun stood there for a while, shook his head, returned to the bed and hugged Xiaofen, took out his phone to send a message to Jiang Luo and the others.

But before a message was sent, the door was knocked again.

Ye Xun paused and approached the door with Xiaofen in his arms. He stopped when he was about to open the door and withdrew his hand, "Who?"

Zhang Feng in the bathroom heard the voice and raised his voice: "Ye Nan, who is it?"

After a while, he said again: "If someone comes to me, you just say I'm not here."

Ye Xun thought, Zhang Feng was probably afraid that others would ask him when he was recording in the morning. He almost got into a fight with Zhang Orange because Zhang Cheng pointed out that there was a ghost around him.

Ye Xun said, "Okay."

The roommate put on the headphones and wrote the lyrics intently without hearing their conversation.

The knock on the door outside was still ringing, and the knock on the door seemed to be knocking on Ye Xun's heart. Ye Xun pursed his lips, brought a chair, and carefully peeked out a pair of eyes from the glass opening above the door.

His movements are careful and his position is hidden. Not only will he not be spotted, but he can also see people outside from the heights. The people outside were knocking on the door silently, Ye Xun could only see his hair spin and the back of his head. This person seemed to make him vaguely familiar.

Just after he finished thinking like this, this person suddenly raised his head and met Ye Xun's eyes.

He smiled stiffly, revealing a face that belonged to Zhang Feng, "I forgot to bring the key. Can you open the door for me?"