This Damned Thirst for Survival

Taoist Master Wei He looked at Jiang Luo with a sullen face for a long time, "You are very different from the Fatalists."

Jiang Luo said perceptively, "Why do you compare me with him, did he also say something to you to make me a false god?"

Feeling that he would only be saying more than he was saying in front of Jiang Luo, Daoist Master Wei He kept his mouth shut and did not want to say another word.

Jiang Luo said slowly, " Daoist Master Wei He, you are not so happy about your people becoming vessels for the Predestined either, you are shaken and even suspicious of what the Predestined are doing, are you not?"

Daoist Master Wei He sat up as if Jiang Luo had poked him in the spine, "Don't be ridiculous! I have never doubted the decision of the Fates!"

What is on one's mind will be revealed in the smallest detail. In the previous conversation, Jiang Luo asked Daoist Master Wei He if he hated the Fatalist, but Daoist Master Wei He subconsciously asked Jiang Luo "What about you".

He compares Jiang Luo's feelings for Chi You to his own feelings for his nemesis. But Jiang Luo and Chi You are enemies.

Jiang Luo's heart grew stronger and stronger as he calmly said, " Daoist Master Wei He, is your loyalty to the Fated One or to the 'future' that the Fated One speaks of? If you are hiding from Lian Xue and the others for the sake of the Predestined One alone, and allowing the Predestined One to place a god in their bodies, then in my opinion you are not much different from a ghost who does evil, and are really selfish and self-serving to the extreme."

Wei He Daoist, who was all fired up, suddenly calmed down after hearing these words, "What do you know."

"Although the Lian family has shunned the world, none of us are wimps," said Daoist Master Wei He forcefully, "The future of the Xuanxue community concerns each and every one of us. You will never know what we have given. For the future of the occult community, our entire clan will give of themselves without a second thought. The younger generation only learns the art of witchcraft and medicine so that they can save their fellow man. They have the style gods sealed in their bodies so that they can sacrifice themselves against their enemies in a life-or-death crisis."

Wei He's eyes were slightly wet, "Do you think I don't have pain in my heart? Do you think I don't want the younger members of our family to live their whole lives without worries?! But the catastrophe of the occult community is just around the corner, and I, an old man, have lived long enough, and I can be indifferent, but what about our next generation? What about the next generation? What about those ordinary people who have been affected by the ripples of the occult world? And what should they do."

"I listened to the Fatalist because the Fatalist is strong enough, warm and kind enough, and he is the key to leading us out of the calamity. The rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of every man, we don't even want to hide away and be alone," Wei He Daoist's voice rose, "If no one does anything, if you don't do anything, if I don't do anything, then who else can protect this country, this metaphysical community? What do you know? We sacrifice all for the sake of the occult community, for the sake of you young people who know nothing!"

"Even if all of my family would die, I would admit it. I have no shame in anything I do, but the only ones I feel guilty about are these children. As for the others, I don't owe any of them!"

Jiang Luo's heart also burned with fire, "Don't you dare say you don't owe Chi You or me?"

Wei He opened his mouth, he wanted to say he didn't owe, but when he met Jiang Luo's fiery eyes, the words wouldn't come out.

Taoist Master Wei He is a poor man who is completely fooled by the lies of the Fatalist. He has been deceived most thoroughly, not only by himself, but also by his entire family, who have become the tools of the Fates. What about Chi You, whose soul he has turned into Yuan Tianzhu? What about Lian Xue and the others?

Jiang Luo suppressed his anger, " Taoist Master Wei He, have you never doubted for a moment what the Fatekeeper told you?"

Daoist Wei He said stiffly, "The predestined do not lie."

Jiang Luo's fists are fucking hard.

The old man was clearly dissatisfied with what the Predestined had done to the younger members of the Lian family, but he stubbornly insisted on suppressing his discontent and suspicion. After two words with him, Jiang Luo's brain hurt even more.

But he did not speak, and Wei He told Jiang Luo what the Fates had told him, as if to convince Jiang Luo and as if to convince himself.

The predestined man's words to Daoist Wei He and Jiang Luo were exactly what Jiang Luo thought they were, nothing more than the Chi You threat theory.

Each and every one of these great men of the occult world trusted the words of the Predestined Man, for the Predestined Man was the only one of the false gods and was by default the guardian of the occult world. Therefore, the prophecies spoken by the Fatalist were able to gain the trust of everyone in an instant. The two solutions that the Fatalist tells Wei He are to kill Chi You and to make Yuan Tianzhu out of Chi You's soul, thus strengthening the spiritual bodies of the others and solving the declining situation of the occult community.

Jiang Luo questioned, "Four Yuan Tianzhu, on the other hand, can solve any diminishing situation? Even if it is eaten by four people, it will at most make the spiritual bodies of four people stronger."

This doubt had been buried in his mind for a long time, and he had felt that something was wrong from the moment Qi Yuan went so far as to use Yuan Tianzhu to recruit talent instead of keeping it for his own family.

Wei He's eyes twinkled and he stumbled over his words. Jiang Luo knew something was wrong as soon as he saw him, and he said coldly, "Because Yuan Tianzhu is like Chi You's ghost tattoo that can be passed down from generation to generation?"

"......" Wei He The Taoist priest was speechless.

The more Jiang Luo guessed, the bolder he became, "Because Chi You is the last generation of the Chi family's direct lineage, the ghost tattoo has no next host. So you think that the ghost tattoo has fused with Chi You's soul, so you refined Chi You's soul into four Yuan Tianzhu and gave them to each of the four people in the occult community to eat, then these four people will be like the Chi family's direct line, and will make each generation outstanding in spirit because of the inheritance of the ghost tattoo, thus realising the revitalisation of the occult community that you are talking about? It's just that because the power is divided into four, they will never be as strong as the first line of the Chi family."

Jiang Luo felt he was thinking too much when he made this guess, but after seeing the expression on Daoist Master Wei He's face, he knew he seemed to have guessed correctly.

Jiang Luo: "......"

Jiang Luo: "You guys have such dark hearts."

If Jiang Luo had eaten Yuan Tianzhu, his descendants would have become another version of the Chi family, but they would have been much better off than the Chi family, at least without the curse of "no harm to the side line".

Jiang Luo wanted to laugh outright, " Taoist Master Wei He, do you really think that a predestined person who can see such things is a good person? That using the sacrifice of innocent people to deal with a future that didn't happen is the right thing to do?"

Still stubborn, Taoist Master Wei He said, "It's a rainy day."

"And what if the Predestinarians have deceived you about the contents of the prophecy," Jiang Luo said coldly, "what if what you have done to Chi You is the culprit of the future calamity?"

Wei He Daoist was troubled, "I told you, a predestined person cannot lie!"

"He tells you that all beings are equal, that all life in this world is no different in his eyes," Jiang Luo said, "but he would rather watch you sacrifice even your families, watch the people who set Chi You up being retaliated by Chi You one by one and not intervene. Is he really unable to kill Chi You, or does he not want to kill Chi You?"

"He asked you to stand in his way and do all the harm for him, but he hid behind and dried up, I think he he either couldn't kill Chi You, he just didn't want to kill Chi You at the cost of breaking the path to godhood."

"He has a selfish heart. Is a selfish predestined man really God? Is every word he speaks really the most truthful? Is the content of his prophecies that Chi You will kill him, or that Chi You will destroy the metaphysical community?"

The questioning was like a muffled thunderclap, leaving Daoist Master Wei He completely distracted.

Jiang Luo is beginning to swim with ease.

As soon as it is proved that the predestined person has a selfish motive, just like a person who does good deeds and never asks for anything in return suddenly finds out that he has another purpose for doing them, all the words and actions of the predestined person are greatly diminished.

Daoist Master Wei He turned around violently and walked out, "This is my business, don't bother with it! Old Taoist I will go first!"

Jiang Luo smiled as he watched the back of Master Wei He leaving in a hurry.

A few minutes later, the evil spirit returns slowly and methodically, carrying Jiang Luo to the bathroom.

In the bathroom there is a brand new bathtub, filled with water, in which Jiang Luo is placed by Chi You with his muscles sore and limp, like a cripple.

Jiang Luo leans his head against the edge of the bath and allows Chi You to undress him.

Wet shirts and trousers were thrown on the side of the bath.

Jiang Luo was so embarrassed by the evil spirit's eyes that he pretended to be a veteran flirt, "Is it pretty?"

The evil spirit gave a laugh and lifted Jiang Luo's foot, pulling his underwear off his ankle, "I like it."

Jiang Luo matched his movements, bracing his hands hard on the sides of the tub, "It's not something you can see for free, you have to pay for it."

The evil spirit put his leg back and pulled two red notes out of his pocket, "Are two enough?"

Jiang Luo looked at the two familiar notes, "...... is barely okay."

The evil spirit rolled up the two hundred dollars and shoved it into the toothbrush cup next to Jiang Luo's head.

Jiang Luo and Chi You have met openly and honestly many times, and if they were both naked, then Jiang Luo wouldn't have thought anything of it. But now that he was clean in the water and Chi You was dressed in a suit and layers, the contrast made Jiang Luo uncomfortable.

So when Chi You gave him a bath, he deliberately drenched Chi You's jacket with water.

Wicked was in a good mood for some reason, and he patiently pulled his jacket off, revealing the slim-fitting shirt and waistcoat inside. The villain rolled up the cuffs on his arms, revealing a tight little arm.

He washed Jiang Luo's body clean of blood and dust as if he were cleaning one of his most cherished and beautiful collections. But as he washed, he followed him into the tub, his water-soaked shirt clinging to his chest while the evil spirit's chest pressed against Jiang Luo's spine.

Jiang Luo's entire body sits in the arms of the evil spirit, his black hair slithering around his back like a beautiful little snake. The human body is long and powerful, with thin muscles that are beautiful and fluid. Jiang Luo's waist is strong, lean and supple, like a compulsive and dangerous assassin-slayer, or the beloved bedfellow of a pharaoh in ancient India.

The evil spirit hugs Jiang Luo and one kiss falls on Jiang Luo's neck, his face swimming with ghostly lines of excitement and thrill.

Jiang Luo's face is slightly flushed by the heat, his lips are moist, and the sound of his soft panting is unsure whether it is uncomfortable or comfortable, or perhaps both.

The evil spirit's hand keeps rubbing over the three moles on Jiang Luo's waist.

These three moles represent the fact that its owner had been completely violated to the deepest part of his body by the possessor of the ghost tattoo. Every time he sees these three moles on Jiang Luo's body, a primal urge rises up in the evil spirit. All the love, pity and tenderness he felt for Jiang Luo would turn into harshness, lust and violence. All he wants to do is to grab Jiang Luo and violate him, despite his cries and tears.

But the evil spirit knew that Jiang Luo could not bear his demands now. So the evil spirit suppressed himself and only wanted some small interest.

Without realising it, the evil spirit's lips trailed down Jiang Luo's spine to the crack of his buttocks, and Jiang Luo shivered, his mind instantly clearing.

The bit of scarlet in the evil spirit's eyes was even more striking and demonic. He looked across at Jiang Luo with narrowed eyes, but instead of grabbing Jiang Luo and continuing, he showed a reminiscent expression, "You summoned me with the Yin Yang Ring, and in exchange, you need to promise me a request."

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, a little apprehensive, "What do you want?"

The evil spirit said, "Become my lover."

Jiang Luo's heart snapped. Before the evil spirit spoke, Jiang Luo had expected him to say something similar, but when Chi You actually said it, he was still a little startled.

I didn't want to agree.

Jiang Luo said to himself in his mind, "I am only doing this to fulfil the requirements. This is the rule of the four movements to draw the ghosts, and if you break the rule, you will be reversed.

I was forced into it, and definitely did not actively want to be lovers with him.

He coughed up his throat, feeling a tickle inside his throat, "...... Okay, I agree."

It's just a lover.

Jiang Luo struggles to keep the corners of his mouth from curling up.

Even if they are lovers, they can't hide the fact that they are at loggerheads. Even if they are lovers now, it doesn't mean that they will be lovers in the future.

Chi You stares intently at Jiang Luo, and a huge wave rises, as if his chest is boiling and raucous again. His eyes were hot, and the undercurrents were no longer concealed. If his eyes could be turned into fire, Jiang Luo would have been melted by his eyes. Jiang Luo was getting hotter and hotter when Chi You suddenly took his ankle and slowly pressed it against Jiang Luo.

"My lover," the evil spirit's voice was vaguely exuberant, "shall we not exchange a kiss?"

A kiss?

It is time to exchange a kiss.

Jiang Luo didn't move a muscle, waiting for Chi You to come over. As the evil spirit lowered his head, Jiang Luo also wrapped his arms passionately around his neck and delivered a fiery kiss.

Jiang Luo's emotions are unexpectedly stirred and he tightens his arms around the evil spirit. The evil spirit rubs his back just as hard and uncontrollably, Chi You's palms seemingly carrying sparks that ignite impatiently all the way up Jiang Luo's body. It's an ecstasy, a total ecstasy.

The air seems to be full of sparks ready to burn, hot, humid and paradoxically mixed together. Jiang Luo struggled with the last vestiges of sanity in the unbearable kiss, hesitantly trying not to stop Chi You from going on. But this hesitation is immediately thrown out of Jiang Luo's mind as soon as it passes through his mind.

What the hell, they're lovers now, wouldn't it be logical for them to continue?

It was only a matter of time before we broke up anyway, so what was there to worry about?

Jiang Luo's last vestiges of sanity were shattered between the mutual assaults, and his hands were also threaded into Chi You's clothes.

The Evil One's clothes always fit him well, his waistcoat and shirt were on properly, just thoroughly wet against his perfect body, buttons and tie slightly dishevelled, looking animalistic and sexy. Jiang Luo undid the evil spirit's shirt piece by piece and pressed his palm against his abdomen. With a low chuckle, he pulled the tie away and kissed Jiang Luo's chest again.

The overflowing water in the bathtub spills out of the tank again and again, unable to withstand the violent shaking, and the floor tiles and clothes are soaked with water. The dampness was so thick that the ceiling was condensed with droplets of water that were about to fall.

In the bathtub, the human and the evil spirits are in their last days of revelry before the end of the world, using the title of "lover" to give vent to their extreme desire for each other's bodies.

Each skin-to-skin encounter is like a dry fire, a magnet attraction, and there is no moment when it is so clear and unambiguous: your charm makes the other person crazy about you to the core.

He's obsessed with you to death.

Chi You was in such a frighteningly good mood that he couldn't restrain himself from smiling and laughing. The ghostly lines on that handsome, eerie face slowly faded from his face. Chi You knew Jiang Luo was unwell now, and he didn't intend to make it to the end, but it was harder to pull out of this state than it was to die.

Jiang Luo is a lustful ghost, a lustful man who makes you want to die. Chi You restrains himself so much that the knot in his throat aches and his finger bones are wrapped in sinewy, lustful repression. The hostility rises and falls from the corners of his eyes, but Jiang Luo beneath him has no regard for the evil spirit's kindness or his own body, and he meets it so passionately that it almost makes it harder for the evil spirit to leave.

But such a buoyant and ambiguous atmosphere is soon broken by Jiang Luo's grunt of pain. Jiang Luo's hand drops abruptly from the evil spirit's body and his whole body almost sinks into the bathtub. He was fished out of the water by Chi You next, but blood continued to spill out of his mouth.

The evil spirit repeatedly wiped the blood from his lips, Jiang Luo seemed to be getting a little more used to the pain compared to the first two times, he barely managed to pull out a piece of his mind to keep his sanity and shivered, "Say, say something ......"

Say something to distract him a little.

"......" said the evil spirit in a deep voice, "your blood is hot."

Very hot?

Jiang Luo forced himself to look into the evil spirit's hands and found wisps of heat rising from them as if they were indeed very hot.

Did his blood turn out to be so hot?

Jiang Luo is in a trance, too. He is human and Chi You is a ghost. Chi You is so cold, of course he feels hot.

The pain lasted for a minute, a minute that seemed like an hour to Jiang Luo. When the pain stopped, his arms twitched and a cold sweat broke out once more on his freshly cleansed body.

The evil spirit carried him out of the tub, changed the pool of clean water with an expressionless face and quickly washed Jiang Luo again before taking a washcloth and wiping the water off Jiang Luo's body.

Jiang Luo closed his eyes and allowed him to rub his face. Jiang Luo could not hold back his laughter when the evil spirit dressed him rustily.

The evil spirit laced his fingers, "What's to laugh at."

"Your service is very proper," Jiang Luo teased his lips, "I wonder how much I would need to pay a butler like you per day if I hired him."

The evil spirit pulled his lips up and carried him out of the bathroom, "I'd much rather undress you than dress you."

"Then you can make it happen tonight," Jiang Luo grunted twice and whispered in his ear, "and coincidentally, so can I."

Teng Bi has already bought back the beef noodles. In addition to the beef noodles, there is some small congee and pickled vegetables, plus two tea eggs. Jiang Luo smells the rice and his spirits are lifted. He looks down and picks at the noodles, but has barely taken two bites when he hears a ruckus outside.

Teng Bi went out to have a look and came back after half an hour, "A Lian family member escaped from the chains when the beavers were unprepared, and when the beavers caught him he suddenly turned into a different form, and it took the beavers and me a little while to restrain him."

Jiang Luo asked curiously, "Who escaped?"

Teng Bi said, "A man called Lian Bing."

Jiang Luo took an egg and walked over to the door to eat it while watching.

When Lian Bing is captured by the Flower Beaver, the crisis from death awakens the god inside his body. Controlled by the god, Lian Bing has no sense and attacks everyone indiscriminately like a madman.

If they hadn't been concerned about the tied up Lian family, Beaver and Teng Bi would have captured Lian Bing.

At this moment, Lian Bing is tied to a chair. He has a hideous expression, with three black whisker marks on the left and right of his face. His nails have become as long as a beaver's, his nose is pointed and he is barking frantically at the people to his left and right, looking a bit like a weasel.

The chairs were muffled by the sound he made. Some of Lian Bing's family members around him had already been attacked by Lian Bing, the older elders looked sad, the younger ones were horrified, and a few of the ones who played well with Lian Bing had already cried their eyes and noses in a mixture of tears and snot, all of them in disbelief.

" Lian Bing, what's wrong with you? Don't you scare us."

"Oooooooooh how you've turned out."

Flower Beaver stood a short distance away with a green and black face, looking grumpy. Jiang Luo took a bite of his egg and called out, "Flower Beaver."

The beaver looked back at him and reluctantly walked over, "What for."

"He was made like this in public?"

The beaver's face hardened as he nodded in silence.

The sound was noisy and Lian Xue, who had been unconscious, opened her eyes uncomfortably. Then as soon as her eyes opened, she saw Lian Bing's face.

Lian Bing noticed her gaze and opened his mouth at her with a ferocious snarl.

Lian Xue's pupils fluttered and she was lost in thought for a few seconds before she suddenly looked up to find Taoist Master Wei He.

Wei He was looking at Lian Bing with a complicated look on his face, and then he turned his head to look at Lian Xue as if he was aware of something.

Lian Xue had tears in her eyes, and she seemed to be pleading with Daoist Master Wei He, saying, "Master uncle, use the style spirit in my body. Please don't let my brothers and sisters go through the pain I did.

That pain of being out of your control and hurting your friends and loved ones.

Wei He Taoist priest clenched his fists violently.

He looked at the faces of all the clansmen one by one and suddenly doubted himself.

Is what he is insisting on really right?

Is what the predestined say and do ...... really for the good of the metaphysical community?