This Damned Thirst for Survival

Feng Xiuyun's boyfriend turned out to be Zhang Feng.

Jiang Luo remembered the information he had read before. Zhang Feng is only 24 years old this year, six years behind Feng Xiuyun.

Even Jiang Luo is not in the entertainment industry. As a trainee who hasn't made his debut yet, what the consequences would be if he broke out with someone behind the show crew who was six years older than him.

But the strange place is here.

Zhang Feng is 24 years old and he is not too young. He is eager to make his debut, so why would he choose to have a relationship at this time? Jiang Luo didn't mean to look down on Feng Xiuyun, but he clearly knew the inferior nature of men. If the subject is beautiful and young, beautiful and golden, Feng Xiuyun is already thirty and looks ordinary, just a small behind-the-scenes person who can't help Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng and her fall in love, nine out of ten are different attempts.

But what kind of attempt is there to make a person who is eager to make a debut would rather risk himself to ruin his career and get close to Feng Xiuyun?

Jiang Luojiang read the diaries again and found that these diaries were all written within three days. In other words, it took Zhang Feng three days to get close to Feng Xiuyun and fall in love with Feng Xiuyun.

Three days later, Feng Xiuyun died.

And before this time, Li Zhen's three trainees had already died.

To put it in a bad way, Zhang Feng is inseparable from the truth about the death of Li Zhen's three people, but why did he not die?

Three words flashed in Jiang Luo's mind: For the dead ghost.

Feng Xiuyun, has she become Zhang Feng's replacement?

"Did Feng Xiuyun leave anything else?" Jiang Luo asked.

Lu Yi brought a big cardboard box, "This box was hidden under the bed by Feng Xiuyun. We haven't looked at it yet."

The three of them bowed to the box and opened it to see that there were neatly arranged storage bags.

The storage bag contained all sorts of weird things, half-eaten biscuits, used cups, and a moldy apple.

There is a note attached to each storage bag.

"He gave me the headband."

"The cup he used."

"What he said to me."

In addition, there is a stacked dark blue bed sheet at the bottom of the box.

Lu Yi and Ye Xun opened the bed sheet. There were a few drops of blood in the middle of the bed sheet.

There is also a note on the sheets.

Jiang Luo picked it up and glanced at it, frowning, "The two of them have gone to bed."

This is Feng Xiuyun's first proof.

The two people holding the bed sheet blushed, and quickly put the bed sheet back in place, and took a step back.

The note on the bed sheet reads: "I didn't expect this step to be so fast... but it doesn't matter. He likes me very much. He hugs and kisses me every time he meets. I ask him why he likes this. He said that the hope is on me. Leaving his scent... Although I don't know why he felt a sense of relief after doing it, I was still very happy, even if he became impatient with me when he left."

The dead ghost who had been watching by the side suddenly said: "She is for the dead ghost."

It coincided with Jiang Luo's idea, Jiang Luo looked at him, "Why do you say that."

The dead ghost said: "Zhang Feng has left his breath on Feng Xiuyun's body, so he can fool ghosts who want to kill him."

Something would kill Zhang Feng. After Zhang Feng knew about it, he waited for an opportunity to approach Feng Xiuyun and fell in love with her. The ghost who wanted to kill him would recognize Feng Xiuyun as him. So Feng Xiuyun died, but Zhang Feng escaped. Robbery.

What would Zhang Feng know that he would die?

Where did he get a way to replace the dead ghost?

Zhang Feng, Li Zhen, Chen Lizhi, and Lin Xiao absolutely did something that would cause the murder.

Jiang Luo pointed to Feng Xiuyun's box, "He treats Feng Xiuyun as a surrogate, does he just need to hug him to bed?"

The dead ghost nodded.

He can't remember anything, but these things seem to be instinct, and they appear in his mind, "Hugs can only leave their breath on the other person for a short time. The exchange of body fluids is better, such as kissing, but there is no need to do the last step. ."

"Tricked some ghosts who don't recognize people with their eyes, that's enough."

Lu Yi suddenly realized that he looked at the box sympathetically, "Then she was deliberately killed by Zhang Feng."

Zhang Feng's inside was corrupt and smelly.

If like the dead ghost said, there is no need to do the last step, it is enough to get the ghost's eyes. But Zhang Feng still slept with Feng Xiuyun. Zhang Feng was nothing more than worried that ordinary kisses and hugs were not safe enough, so he even coaxed to make sure Feng Xiuyun could become his substitute.

He just took advantage of a woman's love for him, which was terribly selfish.

The reason why Zhang Feng chose Feng Xiuyun to replace the dead ghost is also very simple.

Feng Xiuyun has a low-key and introverted personality. She seems to be a transparent person among the staff. She has no background and no friends. Even if something goes wrong, no one will hold her accountable.

Feng Xiuyun is thirty years old and has never been in a relationship, Zhang Feng can easily coax away her heart. Even if the matter between him and Feng Xiuyun was exposed, who would believe what an ugly and old person behind the scenes said?

The public would only think that Feng Xiuyun was talking nonsense, that Feng Xiuyun could not distinguish between reality and dreams, and imagined that he was in love with a young and handsome trainee player.

Zhang Feng really thought of everything.

Jiang Luo sneered, "He thinks really well."

But now, although Feng Xiuyun died for Zhang Feng, Zhang Feng has obviously not gotten rid of what was behind him.

Jiang Luo closed his notebook, "Let's go, let's go and see the warehouse."

Zhang Feng practiced dancing all morning, and the more he practiced, the more irritable he went to the bathroom with a sullen face.

There was no one in the bathroom, so Zhang Feng washed his face and looked up at himself in the mirror.

He solved the problem that was pressing in his heart, and he should have been very relaxed. But after seeing the status of other trainees in the practice room, he became scared and jealous again.

He threw that thing away. Without the blessing of that thing, can he make his debut?

There are only eight debut positions, and there are many people in front of him.

Zhang Feng thought fiercely, let those people die as well, just like the wish he once promised.

Zhang Feng took the paper and wiped his face. When he looked in the mirror, he felt something was wrong.

Why hasn't his expression changed?

Zhang Feng made a strange expression, but he smiled happily in the mirror, still unchanged.

How is this going? Zhang Feng panicked.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside.

Zhang Feng walked toward the door unwillingly, and became even more irritable when he was flustered. What door did he knock on when he entered the toilet? Didn't the toilet door open as soon as he pushed?

Yes, the toilet door opens as soon as you push it.

Zhang Feng paused suddenly, cold sweat bursting out of his carob on his forehead, and chill came up from behind, "Who?"

The knocker outside did not speak and was still knocking on the door.

Zhang Feng's heart was lifted violently, his hairs exploded in an instant, and a feeling of fur rushed from his neck. He shook his hands and locked the door and took two steps back.

"Who, who are you?!" He said in fear, "Speak!"

The knock on the door continued regularly.

Zhang Feng was so frightened that he covered his ears nervously, but the knock on the door still clearly passed through the palm of his hand to his ears. Zhang Feng suddenly roared: "Don't knock!"

The knocking outside the door suddenly stopped.

Zhang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and became nervous again. He walked carefully to the door to see if anyone outside had gone, but there were no peepholes on the door and no glass windows around it.

Zhang Feng's breathing became heavier and heavier, he did not dare to open the door, but such a quiet waiting was more anxious than when there was a knock on the door just now. He hesitated for a long time, lying on the ground and looking out from the crack in the door.

The gap in the door is **** wide, just enough to fit one eye.

Zhang Feng leaned close to the crack of the door, scratching his forehead against the crack of the floor tile.

His eyes turned from left to right, and there were no shadows of human legs outside the door.

The knocking thing is gone.

Zhang Feng came alive again. He gasped for breath and completely collapsed on the ground.

Don't think about it, don't think about it... Maybe it was a prank by some trainee who deliberately frightened him.

Those things have been resolved, and no more things will come to him.

Zhang Feng calmed down his feelings with fear, he was about to stand up, and subconsciously glanced at the crack of the door, but met the other wide-eyed eye.

This eye doesn't know how long it has been staring at him.

"..."

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"

The four Jiang Luo were walking towards the warehouse.

On the way, Lu Yi sighed quietly, "I really want to go back to school. Except for the canteen, it’s not as good as our school. Except for eating every day, it’s training. It’s so boring."

Jiang Luoyouyou asked back: "Isn't it enough for the cafeteria to be delicious?"

Lu Yi was silent.

The dead ghost asked curiously: "Back to school?"

"We are still in school now," Lu Yi explained, "Holy ghost, have you ever gone to school?"

The dead ghost was confused for a moment, and shook his head hesitantly.

"He is the living dead, even if he goes to school, it is the school hundreds of years ago," Ye Xun said lightly, "Devil, where's your sword?"

The dead ghost said: "Hidden in the dormitory."

It is difficult for others to hide a mobile phone, but he was able to hide his big knife. Lu You expressed admiration for him with a thumbs up.

The dead ghost thought for a while, and said, "I also hid more than twenty shots."

"What are you doing with the camera?" Jiang Luo didn't understand the thinking of the living dead. "By the way, how did you get into this show?"

The dead ghost told them about being dug up by the scouts, and also said that he had signed a 20-year contract with his agent.

"Twenty years?" Lu Yi took a breath, "Isn't this cheating?!"

"What are you nervous about," Ye Xun said, "He is not a human being."

Lu Yi scratched his head, "Yes."

While talking, the warehouse has arrived. As the director said, the location of the warehouse is extremely remote, and the warehouse is also very shabby. There were several broken windows, and weeds grew over the corners.

The iron door was rusty, Jiang Luo pushed the door, but the door was locked, and it was impossible to get in through the front door.

Ye found a window to climb in, "Here."

They jumped in through the window, and the moment they landed, they stirred up dust on the ground. Jiang Luo fanned the dust in front of him with his hand and saw several mud footprints on the ground.

Ye Xun compared the mud footprints with Zhang Feng's shoes, and said with certainty: "Zhang Feng has been here."

The footprints lead to the window on the back wall of the warehouse. Jiang Luo followed the footprints and swept the warehouse around.

Some old tables, chairs and electrical appliances were placed in the warehouse, and a few long screws were scattered on the ground. On the wall on the left, there is a slightly cleaner table.

There are also four cardboard boxes next to the table that serve as seats.

Jiang Luo said, "This table is weird."

Ye Xun followed and looked over, "Let's take a look?"

When I came closer, there was still a broken bowl on the table. There was black ash at the corner of the table, and Jiang Luo rubbed his thumb and smiled, "It's incense ash."

"Is this playing Cupxian?" Lu Yi asked strangely.

Cup immortal is a game like pen immortal and disc immortal, which can predict problems. This thing is wicked, all the people who are invited are ghosts, and if you don't send it, it will be a disaster.

But Jiang Luo didn't see the shadow of such ghosts in this accident.

Could it be that these few people were really killed by a cup?

What happened to the faceless monster in the dark.

That monster forced Jiang Luo to dare not stand in a dark place now, fearing that as long as there was darkness, the monster would have reached Jiang Luo's side and killed him before he was caught off guard.

Jiang Luo let out a "tsk" and said, "Follow his footprints first."

They turned out from the window on the back wall of the warehouse, and they found the muddy ground at their feet. The rain stopped here this morning, and the mud hasn't dried out yet.

Garbage is everywhere, half hidden in the mud, half emerging, like big carrots, with no place to go.

There was a line of footprints in the middle of the mud, spreading into the woods. Jiang Luo was a little grateful. Fortunately, it rained yesterday, otherwise they wouldn't be able to find Zhang Feng's traces so easily.

The woods are not very dense, but because of the mud, the road is not easy to walk. They walked for almost twenty minutes, and followed their footprints to a mountain of rubbish.

Jiang Luo's face turned blue because of the smell, and he covered his nose and said, "His destination is the garbage dump?"

Ye Xun pinched his nose, and replied angrily: "Did he throw something here?"

Jiang Luo: "...I don't want to pick up **** anymore."

Ye Xun's eyes flashed with curiosity, and he sonorously said: "The truth is right in front of you."

Jiang Luo: "..."

I really can't perform the task with Ye Xun, this person's curiosity is too strong. In order to get the truth, he can suppress fear and fear, and he can take the initiative to dig through the trash.

Ye Xun pulled up his sleeves, found two fairly clean plastic bags to put on his hands, and urged: "Hurry up."

Lu Yi took it for granted. He skillfully found out three pairs of plastic bags and gave them to Jiang Luo and the dead ghost. He pushed the dead ghost forward and said sternly: "Dead ghost, you have a good nose. First, you can smell Zhang Feng. Remember to remind us."

The dead ghost nodded honestly and began to rummaged through the trash, guarding the two friends behind him.

The smell of garbage disturbed the dead ghost's sense of smell, but soon, he smelled a different smell in it.

The dead ghost walked with the smell, opened a carton, and found a pack of things tightly wrapped in a plastic bag.

"I found it." He turned around.

The four people came down from the garbage dump and wanted to see what it was on the spot, but the garbage dump was too stinky, and they vomited after smelling it. They simply went back to the warehouse.

But after staying away from the garbage dump, Jiang Luo could still smell the stench.

He tilted his head and smelled his body, his breathing was stagnant, and he quickly turned his face away.

He was already smelling like a garbage dump.

Jiang Luo was stinky by himself, but suddenly thought, if he was in the present state last night, wouldn't Chi You be disgusted by him?

Do you want to disgust Chi You in this way tonight?

But soon Jiang Luo gave up this idea.

It was too stinky, he couldn't help himself.

This is a stupid way to kill a thousand enemies and harm 800.

The warehouse was far away from the garbage dump. Back in the warehouse, the dead ghost put the plastic bag on the table, "This thing smells wrong."

He took the contents out of the plastic bag, and the things were covered with a thick layer of plastic wrap. The dead ghost peeled off the plastic wrap, revealing a two-slap-sized transparent glass bottle.

There is a withered bald baby in the glass bottle.

The baby's arms and legs are like dead branches, his eyes are tightly closed, and his skin is dark.

The black air encircled the baby, and Lu Yi's expression sank, "It's a kid."

The imp and Gumantong are very similar, but the two are not the same thing. Gumantong was taken in by Azan in white with compassion to take in the wandering souls of young children, and invited them away to enshrine them, doing good deeds. But the kid was the opposite. It was made by the black Azan using a cruel method. After his death, the kid didn't look down. He was very grieving and did evil.

The imp's mana is stronger than Gumantong, the effect is quicker, the effect is greater, but the backlash is also great.

Jiang Luo didn't expect that Zhang Feng would dare to raise this kind of thing.

He stepped forward, picked up the plastic bag and re-wrapped the plastic bottle. "The baby Zhang Orange saw at Zhang Feng's feet should be this kid."

At this moment, the director called them with a flustered tone, "Master, something has happened to Zhang Feng."

Zhang Feng was found to have fainted in the toilet. The program team sent Zhang Feng to the hospital, but when Zhang Feng woke up, he screamed and went crazy.

He kept covering his face and said: "My face! My face!"

After Jiang Luo and the others rushed to the hospital, they heard a nurse who was frightened and said: "The patient who was sent here just now went crazy. They cut off their eyes, and they squeezed out. The nurses vomited a lot. Piece."

Another nurse held her arm, her hair standing straight, "He scratched his face, but he was still smiling, crazy, absolutely crazy!"

Jiang Luo and his companions looked at each other and walked quickly to the ward.

Zhang Feng was sedated by the doctor and was lying on the bed feebly at this time.

His face was covered with blood stains from his nails, and a blood hole was cut out from the position of his eyes. The director closed the door and complained: "He almost scratched a doctor just now. It doesn't mean that the doctor's nose is his nose. I think he is shocked. Master, you can see if he is possessed by a ghost. Is it?"

Jiang Luo looked at Zhang Feng once and sneered, "No, he found that he had no face anymore."

The director didn't understand this sentence, but Jiang Luo walked to the bed and looked at Zhang Feng from a high position.

When Zhang Feng saw him, he became excited again, "What about my face, what about my face!"

Jiang Luo pulled his lips, "Your face is gone, shouldn't you ask you?"

Zhang Feng froze.

Jiang Luo put the glass bottle containing the little ghost on the table in front of his bed, and said coldly: "You must know this thing too. After raising the little ghost and discarding the little ghost, it is your own responsibility to be backlashed. You just lost it now. A face, if you don't want to lose your life, then tell us the truth about the death of Li Zhen's three people."

Zhang Feng trembled, "I, I don't know..."

"The four of you played the Cup Fairy and summoned something, and the others died one by one, but you got a way to avoid death, which is to find a ghost for the dead," Jiang Luo looked cold and indifferent, even guessing. Feng Xiuyun is dead, you don’t have to die. You think you have escaped, but you find that something wrong is still happening around you... When you see a new trainee, you will think of the three dead Li Zhen, and then think of their death. The truth of this. You are afraid, you are afraid, you are worried that you will still die, but you comfort yourself that someone has already died for you, you don’t need to die, do you?"

Zhang Feng's face was pale, Jiang Luo mocked: "Since you don't want to say, we can't stop you to die."

He was about to leave, Zhang Feng suddenly shouted: "Don't go!"

He stretched out his hand to drag people, but rolled from the bed to the ground in embarrassment, tears streaming down, "Help me, please help me!"

Several people in Jiang Luo stopped and turned their faces to look at him.

"What you said is almost right," Zhang Feng cried bitterly, "We, we played Cupxian, but we summoned a faceless monster! The faceless monster said that our wish can be fulfilled, and Li Zhen and the three of them hope to make their debut. , But I was blinded by the lard, I made a wish, I hope all the people in front of me will die, and let me make a C debut... The faceless monster agreed."

"But the others are not dead yet. Li Zhen and the three of them died first. Only then did I know that if you want to realize your wish, you have to give your life first."

"I'm dead, so what are you doing when you debut?" Zhang Feng was emotional, "I was going crazy in those few days, but Fu Wei came to taunt me, what does he know? Does he think he has everything with that face? I will take him to death if I die! I figured out a way to get the faceless monster to look at him, and I went to find the kid I raised. I begged him to bless my life, but the kid couldn’t stop the faceless monster. I was anxious. I smashed the little ghost once, and it was useless to scold him... the next day I sneaked to the Internet cafe to check the information, but I found a way to replace the dead ghost."

Zhang Feng found that Feng Xiuyun was best to start, so he didn't hesitate to do it. He made the faceless monster think Feng Xiuyun was himself, and Feng Xiuyun really died.

But after that, the weird incident that happened around Zhang Feng hadn't stopped. If it hadn't been for Zhang Orange to see the baby ghost next to him, Zhang Feng wouldn't know it, it turned out that the little ghost had already started to eat back and wanted to kill him.

Zhang Feng tremblingly crawled forward, trying to hug Jiang Luo's legs, "Please help me..."

Jiang Luo took a few steps back, then turned around and said, "Did you call the police?"

Ye Xun nodded, "The police will be here soon."

Zhang Feng was limp to the ground.

When they left the hospital, Lu Yi exhaled, “Because of Zhang Feng’s wish, the faceless monster threatened the program crew to continue recording. It also focused on Fu Wei. If the faceless monster is not resolved, this matter is still No solution."

Jiang Luo smoked a cigarette and suddenly said, "I was also stared at by the faceless monster."

but……

Jiang Luo had a fantastic idea.

Could he make Chi You meet the faceless monster?