✔This Damned Thirst for Survi...

This Damned Thirst for Survival (这该死的求生欲[穿书]) Author : 望三山 224 Chapters + 13 Extra Chapters 《Devil》 tells the story of Chi You, the protagonist shou...

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CHAPTER 201

SORRY, LU YOUYI

The killing of the Fatalist will take a little planning, right now the most important thing is Chi You's injuries and Teng Bi's body.

"Is that heart I took from you of any use to you?" Jiang Luo suddenly asked.

Chi You raised an eyebrow and nodded.

Jiang continued, "If you have the last Yuan Tianzhu, does it have a compensating effect on your soul?"

Chi You looked Jiang Luo's entire body over and suddenly laughed softly, "Yes."

Jiang Luo nodded calmly and told Chi You to get some rest while he went out and made a phone call to set up a meeting with Wen Renlian.

When Chi You woke up, he didn't have to worry so much. Jiang Luo set the meeting place near Dawu Mountain, far away from the dragon veins. Zhu carried them back."

"You don't know yet, but Ge Zhu and Ge Wuchen have reconciled after clearing up their misunderstanding and, according to Ge Zhu, he secretly followed you to an ancient tomb and saw Ge Wuchen disappear in front of you. Ge Zhu was so anxious that he searched the tomb for days before finding Ge Wuchen. When he found Ge Wuchen, Ge Wuchen went crazy, hugging a stone and crying out Ge Zhu's name, probably mistaking the stone for Ge Zhu. I don't know what happened between the two of them in the tomb, but Ge Zhu's eyes were red with tears when he returned."

I guess the news was so powerful that Wen Renlian, who is usually a tight-lipped person, couldn't stop, "You don't know where you went, but Daoist Master Wei He and Ge Wuchen stayed with us straight away. We followed Ge Zhu to the tomb afterwards, but the tomb collapsed somehow, do you know how?"

"By the way, where is that Teng Bi?" Wen Renlian then asked, glancing back at Lu Youyi, who was picking mushrooms with Ye Xun, a little further away. Wen Renlian then asked, glancing back at Lu Youyi, who was picking mushrooms with Ye Xun, and walking a little further away, "Where did he go, is he with you? I'd be relieved if he was with you, I was afraid he'd still be in the mountains and come out of nowhere and bump into Lu Youyi. You don't know, Lu Youyi almost saw him when you were up the mountain together, but luckily I blocked Lu Youyi's binoculars so that he didn't see Teng Bi."

Jiang Luo's mind went blank for a moment, and he suddenly felt sad and asked in a low voice, "Did you see it when we went up the mountain?"

Wen Renlian said, "Yes."

Jiang Luo: "If you don't block it, will Lu Youyi be able to see Teng Bi?"

Wen Renlian affirmed, "Yes."

Jiang Luo didn't know what to say. He saw a lighter on the kitchen stove and went over and took it in his hand, firing it one at a time.

Snapping, snapping.

The fire rises and goes out.

Jiang Luo's throat was clogged and he suddenly realised how devastated Lu Youyi would be if he told him about Teng Bi's death.

The most unacceptable thing in the world is a misunderstanding.

Who can tell?

Who could have known that the glance Wen Renlian blocked up would be the last one Lu Youyi might see of Teng Bi?

The mistake of missing it by mistake when you could have seen it can cause an instant emotional breakdown.

Jiang Luo felt he had some idea of what Teng Bi's last words meant when he said "If ...... forget about ......".

"How nice it would be if I could see him one last time ......"

"How nice it would be if I wasn't dead already ......"

"How nice it would have been if I had apologised earlier ......"

These four words are full of all the things Teng Bi did not say.

Jiang Luo's voice was a little muffled, "He's not with me ...... and he won't come out cold. I'll talk to you guys when I get back ......."

Wen Renlian could hear something wrong in his tone and he murmured, "Good."

Jiang Luo hangs up the phone, stands still for a while and goes to ask his host family to borrow a packet of cigarettes.

When he heard the knock on the door, his face turned red with shame as he ran out, grabbing his trouser pocket with one hand and shoving the cigarette into Jiang Luo's hand with the other, stammering, "No, no need to return it."

Jiang Luo's worry was relieved when he returned to his room and met Chi You's gaze. Jiang Luo went to the bed and sat down casually, opened the cigarette case and smiled.

He lit his last cigarette and took a sultry drag. The cigarette was not a good one, it burned quickly and tasted choked, a puff could have taken off a section the size of a fingernail.

Chi You reached out, his pale fingers touching the cigarette, and Jiang Luo gave it to him.

The two men finish a cigarette together when Jiang Luo suddenly climbs into bed and squeezes Chi You, two equally brilliant faces staring at each other through the smoke.

The smoke obscures the subtle expression on Jiang Luo's face and the look on Chi You's.

The same can be said for covering up the vulnerability in a man's heart that he doesn't want to show.

"What happened after I died?" Jiang Luo asked as he closed in on the smoke.

Chi You eased the last of the smoke out of his mouth and shadowed, "I fished you out, Teng Bi gave you his last living breath."

Jiang Luo paused and whispered, "Make it clearer."

Chi You and Jiang Luo look at each other.

The emotions in the dark-haired young man's eyes are all captured by Chi You. Perhaps Jiang Luo himself did not realise how many wounds and remorse were hidden in his eyes.

Chi You extinguished the cigarette in his hand, raised his left hand and pressed Jiang Luo's head, whose face passed through the choking, spicy smoke. Without saying anything, Chi You kissed him with the smell of smoke.

The following day, Jiang Luo and Chi You arrived on time for the meeting.

Teng Bi's sword was taken into Jiang Luo's hands and before he left he asked the host family to borrow a piece of black cloth and, as Teng Bi had done before, used it as a sheath and tied it carefully.

From a distance, Jiang Luo could see Wen Renlian's group gathered.

His eyesight has become much stronger than before, and from this distance he can see clearly the anxious or relaxed expressions on the faces of his companions, and he sweeps past them all, finally settling on Lu Youyi's body.

Lu Youyi is standing with Ye Xun, the two of them watching with interest the way Ge Wuchen and Ge Zhu are getting on with each other, their eyes shining with gossip. Ge Wuchen's handsome face is dark, but he is forcing a compassionate and kind smile.

Soon, the people across the street saw them too. Ge Zhu and Lu Youyi warmly raised their arms in greeting and Ge Wuchen stood up respectfully as soon as he saw Chi You.

"Here you are at last," Lu Youyi said in a loud voice, "where have you been for the last half month?

After these words, Jiang Luo and Chi You had already walked up to them.

After seeing that Jiang Luo was unharmed, Wen Renlian's men set their sights on Chi You, both explicitly and implicitly.

For the past half month, Ge Wuchen had been brainwashing them day and night, saying things like Chi You and Jiang Luo were made for each other, trying to get everyone to join him in setting Jiang Luo and Chi You up. His frantic rhythm also affected Ye Xun's senses, and when they saw Jiang Luo and Chi You standing together, they could actually see that they were a good match.

It goes without saying that both men are first class in looks. They stand together like sharp knives and spears, each inspiring the other's most attractive pair, clashing and yet fitting together.

I heard that Chi You has confronted the Lian family over Jiang Luo. Compared to the time when he loved Jiang Luo so much that he wanted to kill him, Chi You now apparently does not want to kill Jiang Luo. As long as Chi You does not kill Jiang Luo, Ye Xun will not stop Jiang Luo and Chi You from being together.

After all, before Chi You became a ghost, he was someone they admired too. Jiang Luo isn't just a human anymore anyway, so he's a good match for Chi You.

Lu Youyi, who had cried several times over their love story, smiled and poked Ye Xun as the crowd gawked at Chi You and Jiang Luo.

Ye Xun coughed up his throat and asked cooperatively, "You were alone for half a month?"

Jiang Luo felt that the words he wanted to say had suddenly become too heavy for him. He laughed bitterly twice in his heart, "Teng Bi, how nice of you to come over and talk to him yourself.

If you apologise to Lu Youyi, the most Lu Youyi will do is beat you up.

I spoke to him and his carefree look could be completely shattered by me.

Jiang Luo couldn't really say it, he pulled his lips up meaninglessly and smiled casually.

Ge Wuchen came out and greeted Chi You, looked around and asked curiously, "Master, why isn't Teng Bi following you and Master Jiang?"

Jiang Luo's smile froze at the corners of his mouth.

Lu Youyi, who was squeezing Jiang Luo's eyes, was stunned, " Teng Bi?"

He knew that the dead man's name was Teng Bi.

The smile on Lu Youyi's face slowly fades and his anger begins to burn as if everything is in slow motion. Fire flashed in his eyes and he rolled up his sleeves with clenched fists, furious, " Where's Teng Bi! Tell him to get his ass out here for Grandpa, I'm going to beat the shit out of him!"

Ye Xun looked on calmly, and instead of stopping Lu Youyi, he added fuel to the fire and said coolly, "Is a beating enough?"

He supports Lu Youyi in beating up Teng Bi. It's not going to kill him anyway, so Lu Youyi can take it out on him.

But Jiang Luo was silent and did not say a word.

The evil spirit glanced at Ge Wuchen with an expressionless look on his face.

The sudden silence spread quickly from them to all.

Lu Youyi's fist was frozen in mid-air, all highs and lows of anger as he looked at Jiang Luo, who was silent, and then at Chi You, who was silent, and said hesitantly, "Is he gone? Jiang Luo, what's that look on your face."

Jiang Luo finally moved, taking heavy steps to Lu Youyi and raising the knife wrapped in black cloth in his hand.

" Lu Youyi ," his voice trailed off, "do you recognise this knife?"

Lu Youyi recognised it at a glance, he didn't know what was going on but the atmosphere made him a little uneasy, he withdrew his hand awkwardly and said anxiously and honestly, "I know, it's the dead ghost's knife."

He paused and couldn't resist asking, "How did the dead ghost's knife come to be with you?"

Jiang Luo opened his mouth, "...... He asked me to give you this knife."

Lu Youyi's eyes widened as Jiang Luo shoved it at him, and Lu Youyi subconsciously took the knife. The coldness of the knife reached Lu Youyi's hand through the black cloth, and Lu Youyi was even more uneasy as he forced a smile, "Is he trying to give me the knife to make amends? I wouldn't agree to that. He had already given me this knife as a deposit when he ate at my house and stayed with me because he didn't have a penny on him. Although he was using the knife, it was already mine, so using it to make amends is not reusing it to take advantage of me. Jiang Luo, call him out, I don't want the knife, I'll just beat him up to take it out."

For the first time Jiang Luo found it so difficult to speak, he couldn't bear to look at Lu Youyi's expression and looked down at the weeds on the ground, "He has another message for me to bring to you."

"He said 'I'm sorry, Happy New Year'."

Jiang Luo pursed his lips, "I'm sorry, Lu Youyi."

" Teng Bi is dead."

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CHAPTER 202

BACK TO THE JOURNEY

When Teng Bi died, Jiang Luo was sad, but the shock and distortion that he had not reacted to was more than anything else. It is only now, when he says the words "Teng Bi is dead", that he has a sense of reality that falls to the ground.

Lu Youyi clutched his sword in confusion, it was hard to describe how he felt at this moment, it was as if he was dreaming, his feet were not touching the ground, he was light and hollow, he couldn't even understand the meaning of Jiang Luo's words, after a long time he asked repeatedly, "Is he dead?"

Jiang Luo came up and gave him a hug.

There was silence for a few seconds before the crowd erupted. All sorts of questions, shock and anxious words were hurled at Jiang Luo, and Lu Youyi stood frozen in place, his whole being filled with bewilderment, leaving him unable to think properly.

How did Teng Bi die?

Lu Youyi hadn't beaten him up yet, hadn't found fault with him for betraying them.

Lu Youyi looks to the others.

Ye Xun and the others had shocked expressions and clearly could not believe that Teng Bi had just died. They had all lived together for a few months and all had a soft spot for Teng Bi in one way or another. Even though Teng Bi had done them wrong, he had not really hurt them in any sense. They were angry, but they didn't want anything to happen to Teng Bi.

Ge Wuchen's face was equally stunned.

No one could believe that Teng Bi was dead.

Lu Youyi's ears buzzed, and only after everyone had finished asking their questions and their expressions became sad did he find his voice and ask in a whisper, " Is Teng Bi really dead?"

Jiang Luo hugged him again and let out a deep "mmm" in Lu Youyi's ear, saying, "...... I'm sorry."

"How could he be dead?" Lu Youyi said in a panic, " Jiang Luo, did he lie to you? I won't beat him up anymore, okay? You can't joke around like that."

Jiang Luo patted him silently on the back, his attitude telling Lu Youyi the answer. Lu Youyi was breathing heavily and couldn't help but shout, "How did he die!"

He wrapped his arms around Jiang Luo and choked up, his tears smeared on Jiang Luo's shoulders as he stammered, "I'm angry, but I don't want him to die. Jiang Luo, I really, really don't want him to die, I don't want the knife, I forgive him, can he please not die?"

Lu Youyi clutched the big knife and cried as he began to break down, "It's all my fault, I should have told him earlier, I always treated him as my friend, dead ghosts have always been my friends, even if his name is Teng Bi he's still my friend! Don't tell me you're sorry, I don't need this sorry, oooh Jiang Luo, Chi You can become a ghost when he dies, can't Teng Bi also become a ghost when he dies?"

Chi You was keeping a close eye on Lu Youyi's hands holding Jiang Luo, and even though he looked annoyed, he wouldn't do anything to Lu Youyi for the sake of Teng Bi.

Jiang Luo originally did not want to tell Lu Youyi about his idea of "bringing Teng Bi back to life by using his contacts in the hell" because he could not guarantee that it would work, and if he said it in advance and it didn't work, he would only be happy. But Lu Youyi got so emotional and cried so hard that Jiang Luo changed his mind.

"I don't know if he turned into a ghost," Jiang Luo licked his lips, his mouth dry, "but maybe there's a way ...... there's a way to bring him back."

Lu Youyi jerked to a halt, he stared at Jiang Luo with a deadly stare, grabbing Jiang Luo's arm with force, his voice hoarse, " Jiang Luo, is it true what you said?!"

Jiang Luo said, "Yes, but I can't guarantee that I will get him back."

The look on Lu Youyi's face was slowly shifting, bewilderment, fear, hope, elation ...... all kinds of emotions were crushed on his face and finally turned into a determined look. Lu Youyi wiped his face, "No matter what method we have to try, I don't believe Teng Bi is really dead!"

Jiang Luo was relieved to see that he was half refreshed and he nodded, "First, we have to dig up Teng Bi's body."

Lu Youyi, after hearing this, grabbed his things and wanted to go up the mountain immediately. The others knew there was no time to lose, so they quickly grabbed their equipment and the group followed Jiang Luo in the direction of the longan.

Ge Wuchen accompanied Chi You and they did not go up the mountain. After watching Jiang Luo's group disappear into Dawu Mountain, Ge Wuchen asked, "Master, is Teng Bi really ......? "

Chi You nods slightly.

Ge Wuchen was silent for a moment, spinning his Buddhist beads twice before asking again, "What about Li Sha?"

Chi You gave a laugh instead, "She ran away."

Ge Wuchen was stunned, then the corner of his eye twitched, "Ran away?"

Chi You's mouth quirked up in interest, "Ran all the way north."

Ge Wuchen couldn't help but let out a "heh", bemused by Li Sha's unbelievably stupid decision.

"She's been under your thumb for months and it doesn't look like you've taught her anything," Chi You intoned with a slight lift, "doesn't she know I've moved on your spirits?"

Ge Wuchen smiled faintly, her mouth vicious, "Master, I did tell her to do your bidding and not to do anything irrelevant. Maybe fish have only a little brain and are naturally that stupid, and Li Sha is no exception."

Chi You said, "That makes sense."

Perhaps because Chi You rarely uses the Puppet Alchemy technique in front of Li Sha, he has forgotten how terrifying Chi You is. As a subordinate of Chi You, how dare he betray his master who can control them silently?

Ge Wuchen, whose souls had been tampered with by Chi You, could control them whenever Chi You wanted. Liao Si's body is weak and so is his ability. In order to join Chi You, he gave all of himself to Chi You as a sign of loyalty, his mind can be heard by Chi You at will, his body can be possessed by Chi You at any time, and everyone except him is more or less caught by Chi You. How did Li Sha escape so confidently and so violently?

She never used her little brain to think that Chi You could make her run?

Ge Wuchen had no idea what Li Sha was thinking, and he was a smart man who couldn't understand the stupidity of it. He went on to ask, "Will you let her come back for punishment?"

"There's no hurry," Chi You said slowly, "she's escaping, which is very much to my liking. Let her play outside for a month or two more, I still have use for her."

Ge Wuchen pondered, "Yes."

Chi You gave him a sideways glance, "You and your brother made up?"

Ge Wuchen sighed softly and avoided the question, "Sort of, I was expecting them to work with me to set you and Master Jiang up."

Chi You smiled, not caring about his small, harmless thoughts, "When we get back, you and Flower Beaver go and find me some place with a strong ghostly aura."

Ge Wuchen cautiously asks, "Master, how many is 'some'?"

Chi You rambled, "Go for as much as you can get."

Ge Wuchen nodded, feeling strange in his heart. It had been a long time since the master had specifically gone to a place with a strong ghostly aura to devour ghosts, and every time after devouring more or more powerful ghosts, the master would disappear for a period of time, and now was a crucial time to deal with the Fatal Man, why did the master suddenly think of going to the ghosts at this juncture?

But Ge Wuchen couldn't guess what was in Chi You's mind, so he just stopped.

On Dawu Mountain, Jiang Luo leads the way to the Dragon's Eye. But as he walked he realised that something was wrong. The marks he had left behind were gone, the grass and flowers looked the same as before, but on closer inspection they seemed different. When he followed his memory to the Dragon's Eye cave, the ancient tomb that should have been there had disappeared.

Wen Renlian, who had also been to the tomb once, drew a cold breath when they saw the forest with nothing in it, "Why is the tomb gone?"

Jiang Luo's face was grave, "That's what I was most worried about, the dragon's eye drifting and now changing position."

Lu Youyi said anxiously, "Then what do we do?"

Jiang Luo is still calm, "Look for other places, we have to find Teng Bi."

They scattered all over the place to look for longan, but kept finding it even when the sun was about to set. Wang Guiding took a look at the sky and took the initiative to come forward and said, "It's already very late today, and it's dangerous to look for something when there are wild animals on the black mountain, so why don't we go down the mountain first?"

The guide had a point and Lu Youyi followed Jiang Luo down the mountain in a state of despair. The next morning, at dawn, they went up the mountain to continue their search for the longan.

But after searching for two days in a row without finding the dragon's eye, there were not enough supplies at the bottom of the mountain, and everyone was exhausted. Do you have that much time to delay?"

He was right, Jiang Luo was afraid that something might change about Teng Bi's 'resurrection' and was in a hurry to get to Hei Wuchang. He rubbed his forehead and decided, "Let's go back and finish the rest before we come back for Teng Bi's body."

There was no objection from anyone. At noon that day, they finished their lunch and put out the fire, packed up their things and started their return journey.

After getting off the train, our guide got two cars, one for Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi and one for Chi You and Wei He.

Wei He was worried about the clan members locked up by Chi You, and he was going to follow him. And Ge Wuchen found a place nearby where the ghostly aura was strong and they needed to take a detour to another place first. But Jiang Luo had booked plane tickets and had to go with his companions to Bai Hua University to find Sai Liaoer, and through Sai Liaoer to Hei Wuchang.

We don't know when we'll see each other again, not to mention the fact that Chi You is in serious condition and that he was wounded for Jiang Luo, who is also worried about him.

When it was time to leave, Jiang Luo sat in the car for a few seconds, but couldn't resist opening the door and jumping out in style, running to the car behind and pulling the door open.

Chi You heard the sound and opened his eyes to look at him.

Jiang Luo locked eyes with him and fiercely reached out and pulled his collar over his shirt, his gorgeous features blossoming with brilliance, he looked at Chi You for a moment and then suddenly kissed him on the lips, "Recover well, I will come to you."

When he finished, he raised his eyebrows and his Danfeng eyes were full of fake smiles, with a dangerous warning hidden beneath them. Jiang Luo lowered his voice and said slowly, "Be careful all the way, and don't go looking for someone else for me, you hear?"

Chi You couldn't help but laugh, his voice lowered to a magnetic tone, "Maybe I found you before you came looking for me."

His expression was so calm and unhurried that the pleasure of being flattered turned to Jiang Luo's intentions in his eyes.

But he's not afraid of anything. Jiang Luo lets go of his hand and casually pats Chi You's wrinkled shirt on his shoulder, closes the door with a grin and a knowing glance through the window, and returns to his car in three quick steps.

Chi You watched his back as he got into the car and couldn't help but let out another laugh, all in a good mood.

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CHAPTER 203

BROTHER BLACK

The two cars share a stretch of road before they part ways.

The car was a bit dull and Wen Renlian, in an attempt to lighten the mood of the past few days, waited until the car had started and then looked at Jiang Luo with a deliberate jest, "What did you go down there for?"

Qi Ye and Ye Xun look towards Jiang Luo at the words.

Jiang Luo coughed twice, "What did what?"

He Yu Guang glanced over at Lu Youyi, fearing that joking with each other might make Lu Youyi feel bad.

Lu Youyi, who had been in a state of mourning before, was now in good spirits and looked at Jiang Luo with some curiosity.

Wen Renlian said meaningfully, "Didn't you go to see Chi You? What did you say to Chi You?"

Jiang Luo smiled lightly, "You have a sharp eye."

Jiang Luo was not a shy person, and if he had been, he would have admitted it openly and honestly. But now that Teng Bi had just died, he was not in the mood for banter, and besides, he did not want to talk to Wen Renlian about it.

Because he remembered what he had said in front of Wen Renlian and he was afraid that Wen Renlian would ask him when he was going to break up with Chi You.

But fearing what might come, Wen Renlian asked directly, "So when are you going to break up with him?"

Jiang Luo: "......"

Wen Renlian looked down to get a bottle of water and said casually, "Didn't you say before that you would break up after settling the destiny person? I guess it's soon, have you thought of a reason to break up yet?"

Ye Xun caught the key words, "break up?"

Wen Renlian smiled back, "Yes, I spoke to Jiang Luo earlier. He was determined to break up with Chi You, and I couldn't persuade him to do so. He is now with Chi You as a lover as a stop-gap measure to keep Chi You safe. In fact, I think he and Chi You look good together and they have an old relationship, but he doesn't think so and is more determined to break up than a diamond."

Jiang Luo's smile stiffened and the words he wanted to explain were swallowed back into his stomach.

Ye Xun nodded approvingly, thought for a moment, then shook his head, "It's a good match, but Jiang Luo doesn't want to be with Chi You, so that's fine. But Jiang Luo, can Chi You break up with you? Shouldn't we take some precautions."

After saying this, he gave Qi Ye a sad look.

They tried to set up Qi Ye and Jiang Luo before, but they were not meant to be.

Qi Ye listened quietly, pen and paper in hand, writing and drawing as if he was too busy to join in their conversation. But a glance at his paper reveals that all he has drawn on it is a mess.

"So how do you plan to break up?" Wen Renlian turned to Jiang Luo and circled back to the point, "Breaking up with Chi You is as dangerous as defusing a bomb, you need to think of a reason from now on."

"......" Jiang Luo looked at the car and Qi Ye was still there. Forget it, it's not convenient to explain in the car, let's wait until we get back. Jiang Luo said vaguely, "Let's talk about it later."

The driver of the car flickered in his eyes for a moment as if his control had been cut off, and then returned to normal the next second. The driver didn't notice anything and happily put on a piece of music.

The other car.

The car had just started and the evil spirit was in such a good mood that he even hummed a song with a strange tune. Just as the others were relieved by his good mood, not knowing what they heard, the smile on the corners of the Evil Ghost's mouth suddenly froze, his eyes turned icy cold and the smile gradually disappeared from his face.

This series of changes is like lava to winter, Wei He has always been afraid of Chi You, and the sight of Chi You's expressionless face sends a chill down his spine and sends him back.

Ge Wuchen didn't know why Chi You had suddenly become in a mood of uncertainty, and he said cautiously, "Master?"

Chi You closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair seat.

He listened to the conversation between Jiang Luo and the others.

Originally, Chi You thought Jiang Luo had really accepted their relationship as lovers, but to his surprise, he was still thinking of breaking up. It's true, Jiang Luo has never expressed his feelings to him, no confessions or promises. But Jiang Luo's behaviour these days has confused Chi You's judgement.

Even if Jiang Luo was attentive to him, it is possible that it was only out of expediency and a life-saving favour.

Throughout the entire conversation, Jiang Luo is silent, except for the last sentence, "Let's talk about it later", without a single word, which seems cold and cruel. Chi You taps his fingers on his thigh, one after the other.

To Ge Wuchen, who knew him well, the movement was like a boulder hitting the ground, sending a ripple through the air. Ge Wuchen hurriedly ducked his head, not daring to look again.

Chi You is thinking about what to do with Jiang Luo.

Before, he would have been angry at Jiang Luo for what he said about leaving, but now Chi You has calmed down considerably. After Jiang Luo's resurrection from the dead, Chi You will never let Jiang Luo go again, no matter where he goes.

In fact, Chi You feels that Jiang Luo is not without feelings for himself.

Knowing Jiang Luo, he would never have kissed him before getting into the car if it was only a stop-gap measure for him. As long as Jiang Luo has feelings for Chi You, all Chi You has to do is to let Jiang Luo see how he feels about him.

Shortly afterwards, the car pulled up in front of a rotten building.

This is the place where Ge Wuchen found the ghostly atmosphere.

Chi You got out of the car, stopped the others from following and instructed, " Ge Wuchen, you take them back first."

Ge Wuchen nodded obediently and left the place with Daoist Master Wei He.

The car sped off and Chi You went into the rotten building alone. Ten minutes later, he walked out as he was. On closer inspection, he looked a little better than before.

Chi You didn't use a ghost tattoo, but devoured the ghost itself.

The dragon's eye had left him severely damaged himself. How does a ghost fill a serious injury? By devouring other ghosts, of course.

It was not only the ghostly patterns that were in a hurry to recover, but Chi You itself needed more ghosts, and the wild ones he had previously disdained were now a delicacy in his belly.

But it's still not enough.

He looked at the ghostly aura in the air and went in the other direction.

As soon as Jiang Luo stepped off the plane, he saw Sai Liaoer and Zhuo Zhongqiu, who had come to meet him. They walked up quickly, and Sai Liaoer smiled at them and whispered, "I've brought all the things to invite the gods."

Jiang Luo was relieved and the group hurried to Lu Youyi's home. In order to give Sai Liaoer enough energy to invoke the gods, Jiang Luo treated them to a takeaway table, and a few of them with big appetites ate their fill.

Sai Liaoer burps contentedly and starts getting things ready.

After he started singing the off-key invocation song, Lu Youyi nervously closed the window and the room was dimmed, giving it a mysterious atmosphere of invocation.

Lu Youyi, with a bitter face, lowered his voice and asked, " Jiang Luo, will Sai Liaoer succeed?"

It's not that he doesn't trust Sai Liaoer, but Sai Liaoer just doesn't seem credible.

Jiang Luo said loftily, "It'll work, you'll see."

No sooner had he said it than Sai Liaoer's high notes broke. Sai Liaoer's face turned red and he sang on as if nothing had happened. Jiang Luo was silent for a while and began to pray silently in his heart: It must be Hei Wuchang It must be Hei Wuchang ......

As it turned out, no god other than Hei Wuchang was willing to descend on Sai Liaoer. Sai Liaoer gave a sharp jolt, and after opening his eyes again, the simple look on his face became composed, his blue eyes had a decisive darkness settling in them, and his aura was completely changed. " Sai Liaoer" swept past them one by one, revealing a little doubt in his eyes.

Jiang Luo saw the look on his face and his heart steadied, "Brother Black?"

" Sai Liaoer" looked over at him and smiled lightly as he nodded slightly and asked calmly, "You have something for me?"

Jiang Luo reached out to the sofa and invited, "Why don't you sit down first, Brother Black? Let's talk slowly."

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CHAPTER 204

VISITING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT

Hei Wuchang did not sit down immediately, but looked at the others first.

Jiang Luo immediately reacted, thinking that Hei Wuchang didn't want too many people here and volunteered, "Brother Black, if you don't like it, then let the others go out first?"

Hei Wuchang shook his head and asked, "Are these friends of Sai Gongzi?"

"Right." Jiang Luo introduced the others.

Hei Wuchang nodded silently and, after memorising each one, solemnly gave them an ancient salute of thanks, "Thank you all for taking care of Sai Gongzi in general."

Ge Zhu and the others hurriedly returned the salute, following the example of the gourd, "No thanks, no thanks."

But as soon as they finished bowing, they realised who this god was and why he was thanking them for Sai Liaoer.

They were puzzled, but Hei Wuchang was already sitting on the sofa, his back straight, looking at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo pushed down the feeling that something was wrong and told Hei Wuchang what had happened.

Hei Wuchang pondered for a moment, "Why the dead?"

Jiang Luo said, "Teng Bi."

Hei Wuchang lost his smile, "Mr. Jiang, I was asking about his birth date. What year, month and day he was born, and what year, month and day he died."

Jiang Luo was silent as he turned his head to Lu Youyi, who shook his head in bewilderment.

They don't know Teng Bi's date of birth.

"Is the date of death the date he died in the Dragon Vein?"

Hei Wuchang said, "No, it was the day he died when he became a living death."

Then they know even less.

Jiang Luo had a headache and he rubbed his brow, "Brother Black, if you find his birth date and date of death, will you be able to bring him back to life?"

Hei Wuchang has always been strict, and Jiang Luo was a little apprehensive to ask because he was afraid that he would never do anything that would violate working order.

Hei Wuchang, however, said enlightenedly, "We use extraordinary methods in extraordinary places. The dead will not become ghosts in this place, so naturally there is no need for us to manage them. Over time, Hall of Hades will not waste its manpower to collect the spirits of the dead in the Dragon Veins, because it will not be able to collect any. Therefore, no matter who is alive or dead in the Dragon Veins, alive and dead or dead and alive again, they will not be noticed by the Hall of Hades. This is about what you saw in the tomb, 'The initiation can still be expected to be alive'."

"But your friend is a living dead, that is the fortunate thing in misfortune, he has already died once, the time and place when his living soul becomes dead is not in the dragon vein, the soul has long since belonged to the hell, it is not afraid of being suppressed by the dragon vein."

Jiang Luo was thoughtful as he smiled, "No wonder I didn't see Brother Black when I died in the Dragon's Eye, you had said before that you would come to my door personally to retrieve the chains on my soul when I died, I was thinking of accommodating with you to let me off the hook."

Hei Wuchang was surprised, "You died once?"

He looked at Jiang Luo carefully and shook his head with a sigh, "I only noticed that your aura had changed, but I didn't realize that you had actually died once ...... On closer inspection, you looked like you had become a living dead person. But the breath is not purely the breath of the living dead, but also some of the divine nature of incense."

"Hei has a good eye," Jiang Luo looked at Hei Wuchang with reverence and naturally patted him on the back before asking, "Hei, is Teng Bi still saved?"

"I cannot tell you the answer at this time," Hei Wuchang said with a straight face, "according to you, Teng Bi has been dead since before the end of the Ming Dynasty. He has been dead for at least four hundred years, and I need to find his soul in hell before we can talk about anything else. But you must know how many ghosts are collected in hell every day and how many ghosts are collected in a year, and four hundred years is a frightening enough number. Without his birth date and date of death, I am only afraid that I would not be able to find him even if I searched for hundreds of years."

From his words, everyone in the room guessed who he was. After being secretly surprised, Ge Zhu asked curiously, "How many souls does the Hellmouth collect in a day?"

Hei Wuchang said, "Tens of thousands."

"Hiss-" Everyone drew in a cold breath.

Even if the hell only collects 10,000 souls a day, that's 3,650,000 a year, and Teng Bi has been dead for at least 400 years, this this this ...... number is so huge that they can't even do the math.

Jiang Luo was taken aback by the word count and then couldn't help but look sympathetic and compassionate. He looks at Hei Wuchang as if he sees Sai Liaoer, who stays up late every night working part-time and without pay.

Hei Wuchang coughed, "Jiang Gongzi, there is already very little work for Sai Gongzi."

" Sai Liaoer's work?" Wen Renlian suddenly asked, "Does he work with you? Sai Liaoer wouldn't be ......" Bai Wuchang, would he?

Hei Wuchang nods calmly, " Sai Gongzi is none other than Bai Wuchang."

"?!"

Everyone except Jiang Luo was shaken to pieces by these words. Ge Zhu's voice drifted away, " Sai Liaoer is Bai Wuchang?

Lu Youyi's eyes closed and he was about to faint, but Ye Xun caught him just in time, "Oh my god ......"

Jiang Luo ignored their ghostly cries and asked with a smile, "Brother Black, didn't you previously instruct me not to tell the others about Sai Liaoer being Bai Wuchang?"

"It's all right now," Hei Wuchang said calmly, "you are Sai Gongzi's friends, so there is no harm in telling them. In the past, you were told not to tell because you were afraid someone would do something to Sai Gongzi, but now you don't have to worry. During this time, Sai Gongzi has been doing Bai Wuchang's job better and better, and more than that, he has made an outstanding contribution to our hell."

Zhuo Zhongqiu always felt like she was dreaming today, she pinched herself and asked in a daze, "What contribution?"

"Sai Gongzi was the first foreign friend in Bai Wuchang since ancient times," Hei Wuchang said seriously, "and the spirits of some of our foreign friends who died here could be given to him to communicate, saving a lot of trouble and allowing me to learn an extra I have also learnt an extra language and have an extra job to do as a translator. Because Sai Gongzi had done such a good job, the lord above had decided to hire Sai Gongzi as the official Bai Wuchang to work with me after Sai Gongzi's death. Therefore, he is now the official Bai Wuchang, and with the blessing of my earthly government, no one else can do anything to him."

Hearing this, it dawned on the others.

"Ah ...... so."

" Sai Liaoer will be Bai Wuchang even after he dies ah ......"

"And taught you English, too. ......"

Jiang Luo looked at his companions with a dizzy look on his face and felt even more sorry for Sai Liaoer, who had to keep on working even after he died. He coughed and said politely, "Sai Liaoer is a foreigner, can he stay in hell after he dies?"

Hei Wuchang thought about it and sincerely thanked him, "Thank you for the reminder, I will go and remind His Excellency to negotiate with the foreign gods of death."

Jiang Luo smiled a few times, "No thanks."

Sai Liaoer, I did my best.

He said back on topic, "Black, I will try to get Teng Bi's information to you afterwards, then after that I will have to ask for your help in finding his soul."

Hei Wuchang nodded, "It's just a small matter. Do you have anything else to say?"

Since he asked, Jiang Luo also spoke nonchalantly, "Brother Black, how is it that that god of style in the tomb is able to keep coming back from the dead?"

"The tomb built in the Dragon's Eye only protects the corpse from decaying, it does not protect it from coming back to life. He was locked up in the Dragon's Eye Tomb only to absorb the essence of the dragon veins and offer it to his master. Besides, you have seen the couplet, this god is probably not dead, but his living soul has been placed in the underworld temple by his master, so that the bribed underlings can send his soul up at any time."

So that was it, but it was definitely a surprise that Dragon Eye would guarantee that the corpse would not decay, much to Jiang Luo's relief that at least he wouldn't have to worry about Teng Bi's body decaying.

"Brother Black, I have one last question," Jiang Luo asked, "Do you know about the Fatal Man?"

Hei Wuchang nodded slowly, "He is the only false god today."

Jiang Luo gets straight to the point, "How can you kill a false god?"

Hei Wuchang's brow furrowed slightly as he looked to Jiang Luo. Jiang Luo looks at him with a frank gaze that clearly indicates his intentions.

Hei Wuchang said, "We will not be involved in the battle of the yang."

It means that Hei Wuchang cannot tell you the answer to this question.

Jiang Luo sighed, still smiling, "Brother Black, I'm sorry for your trouble today."

Hei Wuchang nodded lightly as he closed his eyes and prepared to leave. But before leaving, Hei Wuchang suddenly said, "When you meet a vegetable woman on the road, don't talk to her."

After saying this, Hei Wuchang disappeared into thin air.

Sai Liaoer slowly opened his eyes and yawned sleepily, his eyes open in a dazed and drained spirit, "Did it work?"

Wen Renlian patted him gently on the head, "It worked, go to sleep."

Sai Liaoer didn't stick around either and fell asleep on the sofa.

Jiang Luo ponders the last words of Hei Wuchang.

What is that supposed to mean?

Jiang Luo was not the only one who found this strange, so did the others. Sai Liaoer fell asleep in the living room and the others moved on to other rooms, pondering Teng Bi's birth date and time of death, as well as this quote from Hei Wuchang.

Jiang Luo always felt that Hei Wuchang was euphemistically giving him a hint to kill the false gods with this statement, but what did it really mean?

Zhuo Zhongqiu's brain was about to explode and he said in a dumb voice, "Why don't we rest tonight and think about it tomorrow? As for the Teng Bi matter, let Ge Zhu ask Ge Wuchen first."

Ge Zhu had no objection, "I'll ask him tomorrow."

The day had been so eventful that everyone felt more or less exhausted. Lu Youyi, who had never had a good night's sleep in the past few days, felt sleepy for the first time in a long time and took the lead in getting up, "That's right, I'll go back to bed. Jiang Luo, are you coming?"

Jiang Luo stood up, "Let's go, together."

The two of them left in company and the rest of the group dispersed in a scattered manner.

The rooms at Lu Youyi's house are limited and each room is occupied by two to three people. Kuang Zheng is at school these days, and he has no time to come out at a crucial time. Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi have a room to themselves, and the rest of the group share a room, two by two, while Zhuo Zhongqiu has a room to himself.

Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu carried Sai Liaoer to Ye Xun's room and the two men returned to the guest room side by side.

Ge Zhu was still exclaiming, "I never thought Sai Liaoer would be Bai Wuchang... God, Bai Wuchang is a foreigner... I've really learned a lot."

Wen Renlian couldn't help but laugh too, "I was shocked too."

They opened the guest room and closed the door. Wen Renlian was about to turn on the light, but found that it would not open. He was wondering when Ge Zhu suddenly grabbed his arm, his voice tense, "Wen Ren, there's someone in there!"

Wen Renlian, startled, turned his head to look.

A languid dark figure is sitting on the single sofa next to the bed.

The silvery light of the moon outside the window struck the man's body, outlining his straight, pale nose and perfectly defined jaw in the darkness. His hands rested gently on the armrests, and a touch of moonlight fell on his bony fingers.

His fingers tapped meaningfully on the surface of the armrest and said unsteadily, "Here you are."

With just a few moments of moonlight and the paradoxical charm of this man, Wen Renlian guessed who he was.

Ge Zhu also guessed who he was.

Their faces were stony as Wen Renlian pulled Ge Zhu back a step, "Chi You."

The evil spirit laughed softly, and the corners of his hooked lips unfolded in the miserable white moonlight.

Ge Zhu unmovingly tried to open the door to exit, but failed to do so.

Not good.

Ever since he found out that his brother Ge Wuchen was one of Chi You's men, Ge Zhu felt that he had never really seen Chi You clearly. He understands Chi You's fears and depths better than Wen Renlian, and Ge Wuchen has spent the last half month reminding him in a stern tone not to mess with Chi You, a man who scares Ge Wuchen.

Ge Zhu's skin tensed up at the sight of Chi You!

Wen Renlian managed to remain calm enough to ask, "Are you here to see us?"

The evil spirit said, "Obviously."

Wen Renlian tried to remain calm as he cautiously asked, "What do you want from us?"

"Shh, relax, I'm just here to make a deal with you," the evil spirit held out a finger in front of his lips and shrugged helplessly as he said slowly, "You are Jiang Luo's friends and Jiang Luo considers you very important. Wen Renlian, I know you are a clever man who knows how to calculate and persuade people. Ge Zhu, you are also a clever man and when I gave you lessons, I was very impressed by your cleverness."

The evil spirit complimented gently, but each word was like a sinister python showing its fangs. Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu's expressions grew increasingly defensive and rigid, and as their guard was frantically blaring, the evil spirit changed his tune and said, "I give you fifteen days. Within fifteen days, make Jiang Luo willingly admit that he likes me and take the initiative to confess his feelings to me. If you fail to do so ......"

His voice grew lower and lower, and with a sudden laugh, "You have also entered my dreams, and if you had not done this thing, I would have been very unhappy. When I am unhappy, I might turn the world into what it was in my dream. And when that happens, what will you, and your family and friends, do."

Ge Zhu's heart swells with fear, "You threaten us?

The evil spirit snapped his fingers, "That's true too."

He rose to his feet, his long, slender figure oppressive in the darkness. An instinctive chill rose up in Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian as the evil spirits looked down at them, their eyes deep and dark.

"If you do, as long as Jiang Luo stays with me, not only will I not destroy the entire metaphysical community, I will also give you information about Teng Bi, giving you the chance to bring him back to life," the evil spirit turned and opened the balcony door slowly, giving the two men one last look, " Call it a deal, but I don't want to hear no for an answer. If after fifteen days he still has thoughts of wanting to break up with me."

The evil spirit's voice went cold, "You don't want to know what I'll do."

Having said that, he disappeared from the balcony.

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CHAPTER 205

PLAYING WITH EACH OTHER

Jiang Luo and Lu Youyi chatted unproductively until midnight before going to bed and woke up late the next morning, not opening their eyes sleepily until the sun was shining on their bottoms.

The two men shuffled through the washing up and walked to the living room only to find that everyone else was already up.

Sai Liaoer is sitting on the sofa in a dumbfounded state, his eyes straightened out as if he were demented. Ye Xun and Zhuo Zhongqiu are looking at him, tsking and sighing, with their mobile phones in their hands, snapping pictures of Sai Liaoer.

Jiang Luo took a slice of bread from the table and put it in his mouth, curiously walked to Sai Liaoer, bent down and shook his hand in front of Sai Liaoer. Sai Liaoer did not respond, his eyes did not move, and Jiang Luo wondered, "What is wrong with Sai Liaoer?

Zhuo Zhongqiu laughed and slapped Ye Xun on the back, "He froze up early in the morning when he found out he was Bai Wuchang, Ye Xun thought he had forgotten that he was Bai Wuchang because he had fallen asleep. He told him what Black had said last night that he would stay in hell after he died.

Ye Xun said helplessly, "I didn't mean to do it, I didn't think he wouldn't know he was Bai Wuchang."

Zhuo Zhongqiu's words struck a nerve with Sai Liaoer, who looked up in resignation, "I don't want to be Bai Wuchang ......"

What kind of person works part-time without pay when they're alive and keeps working for no pay when they're dead?

Jiang Luo gave him a sympathetic look, but couldn't resist gloating and laughing.

Sai Liaoer whimpered, "No wonder I feel so sleepy and tired every day, and I shiver when I hear about work, but it's all because I'm working every night for no pay! I'm still a kid!"

Sai Liaoer had no memory of being Bai Wuchang, but when Ye Xun told him that he was Bai Wuchang, he was stunned but did not doubt it for a moment. Subconsciously he knew that Ye Xun was right and that he was Bai Wuchang.

Sai Liaoer is even more scared.

Even if he was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes every day, why did he have to stay and work after he died?

Sai Liaoer's eyes go black and his mind wanders when he thinks about it.

The little curly-haired boy was sobbing with bitterness. The look on his face was so amusing that Zhuo Zhongqiu could not help laughing. Jiang Luo couldn't help but smile too. He went back to the table to pour a glass of water when he saw Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian coming out of the corridor.

Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian, both with dark, blue circles under their eyes, look exhausted and appear to have been up all night.

Jiang Luo said with novelty, "You guys didn't sleep well last night?"

Ge Zhu coughed, he had a small cold, his face was slightly pale and he said weakly, "I had a nightmare last night and couldn't sleep afterwards, Wen Ren stayed with me all night."

Jiang Luo asked with concern, "What nightmare? Do you want me to do some calculations for you?"

"No, it's just a dream."

Ge Zhu hastily refused. He sat down at the table and ate wanly, sighing heavily after two bites, looking as if he could not eat.

Jiang Luo worriedly went to sit beside him and patted Ge Zhu's shoulder, "What's wrong?"

Ge Zhu smiled reluctantly at Jiang Luo and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Wen Renlian picks up a cup of chai tea and stands up, walking unnoticed behind Jiang Luo and gently patting him, gesturing for him to follow him.

Jiang Luo didn't rush off, but poured Ge Zhu a cup of hot water to wash down his cold before following Wen Renlian away from the table.

Ge Zhu looked at the cold punch with a touched face and a quick flash of weakness in his eyes as he picked up the cup and drank the medicine down in one go, a bitter taste flooding his mouth.

LOL.

On one side is family, friends and the whole future, and on the other is the bond of brotherhood. Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian were up all night worrying. If Chi You had threatened them with danger to themselves, the two would never have compromised, but to threaten someone close to them ...... was a complete poke in the eye.

Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian have their own principles and morals, and they may hold onto useless goodness, but goodness is never something that should be abandoned. They cannot stand by and watch the future turn into what Chi You dreamed of, watching countless people being tormented by ghosts and monsters.

They are successfully threatened by Chi You, but don't want to count their best buddies out either. The two of them are in a dilemma and their hair is falling out, but Wen Renlian says Jiang Luo doesn't necessarily have no feelings for Chi You. They come up with a plan to test Jiang Luo today to see if he still likes Chi You.

If they like it, they can breathe a huge sigh of relief and feel good about setting Jiang Luo and Chi You up. If they don't like it ...... they will have to work hard to see if they can get Jiang Luo to fall in love with Chi You again.

Sad.

Ge Zhu was on the verge of tears when he thought of Jiang Luo as a good brother and the evil spirit as a vicious character.

He was just afraid of pushing Jiang Luo into the fire.

On the balcony, Wen Renlian and Jiang Luo are talking about Ge Zhu's "nightmare".

Wen Renlian's acting skills are so perfect that no one can tell if he wants to act. His brow furrowed in worry as he whispered to Jiang Luo, "He woke up at two o'clock last night from a nightmare because it was so real that Ge Zhu dared not sleep after he woke up.

Jiang Luo was curious, "What kind of dream?"

Wen Renlian sighed and said partly vaguely, "There was a scene in the dream where I dreamt that you and Chi You got married."

Jiang Luo was stunned and then asked, pretending not to care, "I'm married to Chi You?"

"It was probably because we talked about your relationship with Chi You in the car yesterday that he dreamt about you two in his dream," Wen Renlian said, raising his hand to take a sip of his chai tea and sounding helpless about Ge Zhu's dream. After he woke up, he told me that the dream was as if it was real. You know how people dream, sometimes they have precognitive dreams. Occasionally a dream fragment will somehow happen in reality, and when it does, there will be a feeling of déjà vu. The thing about dreams is that they're inherently metaphysical, and Ge Zhu woke up afraid that he'd had a precognitive dream too."

Wen Renlian Yu Guang keeps a close eye on Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo seems casual, but his ears are already perked up and there is no look of rejection on his face.

Wen Renlian was relieved, and then he was happy.

Jiang Luo, who wanted to know what happened, couldn't resist urging, "What happened? You stayed up all night because of a dream?"

"Isn't it because you want to break up with Chi You?" Wen Renlian laughed bitterly twice, " Ge Zhu thought that you obviously didn't like Chi You in reality and he still dreamed that you were with Chi You, so he didn't dare to dream any further. Otherwise, if he really had a precognitive dream and got you and Chi You together, wouldn't that be a disservice to you?"

As he speaks, he unobtrusively continues to gauge Jiang Luo's expression.

Jiang Luo's heart moved, thinking that this was a good opportunity to make peace with the situation, and he smiled lightly to set the stage for his change of attitude, "What's that? It's none of his business whether the dream is real or not, even if it is. Chi You and I have always had a rocky road, always splitting up and splitting up again. Whatever happens, it's possible. Even if I do get married to Chi You afterwards, like in his dream, I don't blame him."

A twinkle in Wen Renlian's eye.

Hearing Jiang Luo's words, Wen Renlian would bet his head that Jiang Luo definitely still has feelings for Chi You.

When I spoke to Jiang Luo earlier, he said categorically that he wanted to break up with Chi You. Since Wen Renlian could only hear Jiang Luo's voice and could not see his expression, he really thought that Jiang Luo had no more feelings for Chi You.

With this subconscious preconception, Wen Renlian did not pay attention to Jiang Luo's expressions in the car yesterday and did not see anything wrong.

But now it became clear that Wen Renlian, with his intelligence and sensitivity, had easily spotted the change in Jiang Luo's attitude towards Chi You.

Coupled with Chi You's words last night about "getting him to admit willingly that he likes me", Wen Renlian thought he had guessed the truth when he thought about it.

Jiang Luo is in love with Chi You, but he doesn't know it yet, so he wants to break up with Chi You?

The more I thought about it, the more right I felt, Wen Renlian said tentatively, "Your marriage to him was only part of Ge Zhu's dream, the rest of the dream I haven't finished with you yet ...... Ge Zhu didn't just dream of you and Chi You being together, she also dreamed of you and Chi You breaking up. Chi You messed up the whole world after breaking up with you."

Jiang Luo dawned on him, "That's the real reason he's too scared to sleep, isn't it?"

Wen Renlian sighs, "Right."

Jiang Luo's expression became deliberately grave as he stroked his chin, pondered for a long time, and said seriously, "It's not impossible. Chi You likes me too much, and if I were to leave him, he might actually do something like this to take it out on me."

Wen Renlian was startled, "What then?"

"I'm not going to break up with him," Jiang Luo said majestically, "for your sake, for the sake of everyone else, and in a way, it's good that Chi You and I are wrecking each other."

Wen Renlian said with emotion, " Jiang Luo ......"

Jiang Luo smiled slightly and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, it's all I have to do."

The two men chatted for a few more moments and returned to the living room together. Wen Renlian exchanged glances with Ge Zhu between the gaps and gave a slight nod.

This means that Jiang Luo and Chi You can be matched up.

Ge Zhu was so pleased that the corners of his mouth were grinning from ear to ear.

As soon as they knew Jiang Luo had feelings for Chi You, they were free to go for it! After that, all Jiang Luo had to do was to find out that he liked Chi You within 15 days, and to confess his feelings to Chi You!

If only this could be done, the catastrophe of the metaphysical world would never come again. With this in mind, Ge Zhu was so full of energy that he could not wait for Jiang Luo to understand what he wanted to do.

But unbeknownst to the others, Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian's fifteen-day deadline put the goal of obtaining Teng Bi's birth date and date of death at the top of their list. Once they were all together, Lu Youyi urged Ge Zhu to call Ge Wuchen to ask for information about Teng Bi.

After hearing that Ge Zhu needed information about Teng Bi and wanted to revive him, Ge Wuchen was silent for a while and said indifferently, "I know, I will try to find out his birth date and time of death. But I may be able to find the birth date and time of death, but the time of Teng Bi's death is much more difficult. I am afraid no one else knows except the master, because Teng Bi was brought back by the master."

No one in the room dared to ask Chi You, Lu Youyi looked at Jiang Luo expectantly, who coughed his throat and waved towards Ge Zhu.

Ge Zhu honestly handed him the phone.

Jiang Luo put the phone to his ear, " Ge Wuchen, give the phone to Chi You."

Ge Wuchen said, "Master Jiang, the master is not with me."

Jiang Luo was stunned, then his eyes darkened, "Then where did he go?"

"You don't know?" Ge Wuchen seemed to ask casually and rhetorically, but the words sounded like a secret mockery to Jiang Luo's ears, meaningful, "The master went alone to find a place with a strong ghostly aura, and was not with us. Every time after devouring a ghost, the master would disappear for a period of time, and no one knows where he has gone during this time. Master Jiang, please forgive me for not knowing the master's current whereabouts either."

Jiang Luo tugged up a smile and said gently, "It's okay."

The next second, he hung up and threw the phone at Ge Zhu.

Ge Zhu hastily caught it and shuddered at Jiang Luo's smile. He changed the subject stiffly and said, "Let's wait for Ge Wuchen's news for a few days. There is no need to hurry."

He looked at Lu Youyi and said in one word: "Now that there is hope, let's take it one step at a time, not in a hurry."

Lu Youyi nodded dutifully, "I know."

He clutched the large sword Teng Bi had given him in his arms and said earnestly, "It is not only Teng Bi's matter that requires us to be anxious, but we cannot slacken off in the matter of the Fatal Man either. The Fates have indirectly killed Teng Bi, and I will avenge Teng Bi's death."

In just a few days, Lu Youyi seems to have grown up a few years, and has become much more understanding. This change is neither good nor bad, but if Teng Bi were to see it, he would probably say "sorry" with a guilty conscience.

Jiang Luo pulled his thoughts back from Chi You, he sneered and suddenly remembered something, " Wen Ren, I asked you to investigate Ji Yaozi's origins earlier, have you come up with any results?"

Wen Renlian nodded, got up and took a file out of his bag and handed it to him, "So much has happened in the past month that I had forgotten about this. This is everything I've found out about Ji Yaozi. Also, Ji Yaozi went back to the funeral shop about a week ago."

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CHAPTER 206

JI YOUZI'S MOTHER

Jiang Luo soon finished reading the information.

Ji Yaozi was born in the countryside to a peasant woman. His mother drowned when he was three years old, leaving Ji Yaozi with no one else in the family but his mother, who left him an orphan. When his mother died, he was orphaned and sent to the county orphanage, where Ji Yaozi stayed until he was five years old.

After the age of five, Ji Yaozi was accepted as a disciple by a Taoist monk, and when he reappeared, Ji Yaozi was the owner of a funeral parlour.

Ji Yaozi did not go to school, and there is very little information that can be found. But I really don't see anything wrong with it just by looking at the available information.

But Ji Yaozi and Feng Li knew each other, knew a lot about the Fates, and had a great relationship with the Fates and Taoist Master Wei He.

He also knew all about the prophecies of the predestined, and even knew the character of the predestined well enough to doubt them.

All the details prove that Ji Yaozi is a man of great depth. But what makes Jiang Luo even more interested is that the day Chi You stormed the Lian family, all the Lian family members were taken back by him, why were the Fates and Ji Yaozi the only ones missing?

How did Ji Yaozi escape? Was he with the fatalist?

Jiang Luo's mind is full of doubts.

In retrospect, Jiang Luo discovered something else. Ji Yaozi was so confident in his craft that he said no one else would ever see through the secret of the Dementor Pendant, and Jiang Luo believed him. Jiang Luo believed this, but the Fated One saw right through it. He saw through it and let Jiang Luo see inside his soul pendant on purpose.

Jiang Luo had previously thought that it was just a case of the Fates being too strong and noticing something was wrong. But thinking about it differently, the Fatalist might not have seen through the disguise of the Dementor's pendant. But he knew Ji Yaozi, and thus the apparatus Ji Yaozi had refined.

Jiang Luo puts down the information and absently touches the Yin-Yang ring in his hand.

The Yin Yang Ring that the Predestined Man refined, Ji Yaozi can also refine it again ...... He and the Predestined Man, there must be a relationship that Jiang Luo has not yet learned about.

"He's back at the funeral parlour?" Jiang Luo thought for a moment, "I'll go and meet him later."

Ye Xun interjected, "I'll go back with you."

He stroked Xiao Fen's long rabbit ears lovingly, "It's time for Xiao Fen to be repaired by Kuang Zheng."

"Good," Jiang Luo smiled and looked to the others, "Do you have any thoughts about that 'vegetable woman' that Black said last night?"

Ge Zhu murmured, "All I can think of is the story of Bi Gan digging his heart out in the list of feudal gods."

Zhuo Zhongqiu smiled, "Coincidentally, I thought of this story too."

In the book of the Gods, Jiang Ziya divined that Bi Gan would have his heart cut out, so he cast a spell on him in advance to ensure that he would not die after his heart was cut out, and told Bi Gan to ride home quickly and not to talk to anyone on the way.

On his way home, Bi Gan met an old woman who was selling hollowed-out vegetables. Curious at heart, Bi Gan thought that she too had no more heart and asked, "What if a man has no heart?"

The old woman returned, "If a man is heartless he will die."

Bi Gan was horrified by these words and remembered Jiang Ziya's advice, but it was too late as he felt a twinge in his chest and abdomen and was instantly killed.

Hei Wuchang's first reaction to their saying, "When you meet a woman with vegetables, don't talk to her", was this story.

Jiang Luo also thought of this story, but the more he thought about it, the heavier his thoughts became, unsure of what exactly Hei Wuchang's quote implied, "If it's really the story of Bi Gan's heart being cut out, what is Hei implying? Is he telling us that the predestined man is not a true god and that he will die as soon as the predestined man is made to realise that he is human? Or is it that the Predestined Man's main point is to cut out his heart?"

The crowd pondered, and Wen Renlian said, "There is another way of saying that if Bi Gan asks the woman who sells vegetables, if the woman answers, 'One can still live without a heart,' then Bi Gan can also live. Does this mean that if a predestined person wants to become a god, he also needs to ask the next person if he can become a true god, just like the fox Fengzheng did?"

"Perhaps it's implied that it was an old woman who killed the predestined man?" Lu Youyi brainstormed.

Ge Zhu sighed, "That old woman was changed by a demon."

Jiang Luo accidentally overthinks things.

The old woman who changed into a demon killed Bi Gan, is this a hint that only Chi You, who can possess people and manipulate them, could have manipulated the puppet to kill the predestined person?

There were more than three of them, and in a few moments all sorts of possibilities were presented, each of them with a good deal of truth. Jiang Luo is dazed and confused, increasingly unsure of what Hei Wuchang's hint means. He simply asked Sai Liaoer, "What do you think Hei Wuchang's hint means?"

Sai Liaoer is holding her face in, "I have no memories of spending time with Hei Wuchang ......"

"Never mind," Jiang Luo whispered softly, "Sai Liaoer, think with your senses, don't let us lead you astray, use your intuition to feel what Hei Wuchang means."

Sai Liaoer felt it carefully and said periodically, "I think ...... I think he meant the simplest kind."

Jiang Luo asks, "A predestined person without a heart must die?"

Sai Liaoer nodded apologetically. Somehow, Sai Liaoer felt that Hei Wuchang would say all the complicated words to Sai Liaoer in the simplest way because he did not know Chinese. At least after Sai Liaoer had heard the story of Bi Gan's heart-digging, he only understood the most superficial layer of the story and naturally interpreted it to mean that a fatalist without a heart must die.

Jiang Luo nodded slowly, thoughtfully, "I see."

Perhaps Hei Wuchang's meaning is really not that deep.

The predestined are false gods.

As many people have told Jiang Luo, the predestined are not gods.

Before becoming gods, predestined people were also human.

"What if a person is heartless?"

"If a man is heartless he will die."

When a predestined person has no more heart, he dies.

But could it really be that simple?

Jiang Luo could not figure it out, so he simply put it aside for the moment.

In the afternoon, he and Ye Xun returned to Bai Hua University.

Ye Xun went to the smith to find Kuang Zheng, while Jiang Luo went to the funeral shop near Bai Hua University.

Wreath after wreath is piled up in front of the funeral shop and the door is half open. Jiang Luo pushes his way in and sees Ji Yaozi cleaning the contents of the wooden shelves with a basin of water.

It's late spring and the weather is pleasantly cool, not too hot. But Ji Yaozi is wrapped in a thick coat and when he turns around at the sound of voices, he smiles before he sees Jiang Luo, "Yo, what are you doing here?"

Jiang Luo circled him twice, "Are you hurt?"

Ji Yaozi wondered, "What am I wounded for?"

Jiang Luo looked at him curiously, and Ji Yaozi looked back in confusion. Jiang Luo suddenly said, "Something has happened to the Lian family."

Ji Yaozi was so shocked that the rag in his hand fell to the floor, "What happened to the Lian family?

The more incredulous he became, the more Jiang Luo's brow furrowed, "You don't know? It was you and Daoist Master Wei He who took me there that day when I went up to the mountain to look for the Destined One."

Ji Yaozi was in a bit of a trance, "I know, but I saw you go in and then leave with Taoist Master Wei He. I went back to my room to catch up on my sleep and after I woke up, I was taken down the mountain by my host ...... After I left, something happened to Lian's family?"

Instead of answering, Jiang Luo asks, "Where did the predestined take you?"

Ji Yaozi hesitated for a moment, looked around and lowered his voice, " Chang Baishan ."

So after being beaten by Chi You and escaping, the Fates did not forget to take Ji Yaozi and return to Chang Baishan together?

Jiang Luo looked Ji Yaozi up and down strangely, making Ji Yaozi's heart shiver, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Luo said, "You really don't know anything about what happened on the mountain?"

Ji Yaozi shook his head, hating to break his brain open to him, "I really don't know!"

"Come with me," Ji Yaozi put down what he was holding and led Jiang Luo into a confined hut, "what happened on the mountain?"

Jiang Luo was in no hurry to say, "You start by saying why the predestined person is taking you."

Ji Yaozi looked away, "How can I know what he wants?"

Jiang Luo looked at him steadily for a few seconds, " Wei He Daoist was left behind, as were the younger members of the family who were treated as gods by the Fatekeeper, but you were the only one taken away. I didn't notice how close you were to the Fatalist when we were on the mountain, so how come he took you with him when it came to a crisis?"

Ji Yaozi caught the point and asked, "A crisis point? What crisis point?"

Jiang Luo seemed not to have heard Ji Yaozi's question and continued, "Earlier I asked you why the Predestined One gave Yuan Tianzhu to you, and you didn't tell me why. You are also on good terms with Feng Li, the son of the Predestined ......"

He slowly wore a thoughtful expression.

Ji Yaozi's heart thudded and beads of sweat instantly formed on his forehead, he felt that Jiang Luo was about to guess. Ji Yaozi was so ruthless that he took a step forward and told the secret he hadn't planned to tell for a long time, "Because I am also the son of a predestined person."

Jiang Luo: "......"

He was eerily silent.

When Ji Yaozi saw that he did not say anything, he felt a little bit smug while being nervous. He was confident that Jiang Luo hadn't guessed his relationship with the predestined man. Ji Yaozi had been fooled by Jiang Luo so many times, and when he finally got the upper hand for once, he would have been grinning broadly if he hadn't been trying to maintain his elderly posture.

After a long time, Jiang Luo said slowly, "Old Ji, you're already in your forties, aren't you?"

The question is just a polite one. Jiang Luo, who has just read Ji Yaozi's profile, of course already knows how old Ji Yaozi is. Ji Yaozi was born forty-seven years ago, seventeen years older than Feng Li, who is now just over thirty.

If Ji Yaozi and the Fatalist were to be considered father and son, 9.90% of people would consider Ji Yaozi to be the father of the Fatalist.

Ji Yaozi heard his implication and his face turned blue, "You kid, it's ......" damaging enough.

Jiang Luo was actually taken aback too.

The fact that Feng Li is the son of the Fatekeeper is shocking enough, but he did not expect the Fatekeeper to have another son. Jiang Luo's image of the Predestined Man as a pure and noble man was completely distorted and crumbled in his mind, and he wondered why the Predestined Man would have two sons if there were no mundane desires.

Do you have to be so pretentious to become a god?

Jiang Luo will never understand the idea of a fatalist.

He enjoyed the sensation of making love to the evil spirits that tore at each other, the shudder that penetrated from flesh and bone to the soul, and which, when recalled, gave Jiang Luo a somewhat addictive thrill.

Jiang Luo snapped back to his senses, he coughed softly, his throat tickling, it was hard to imagine that he could even associate Chi You at a time like this ...... he was in a state that really seemed like, well, missing a man.

Jiang Luo changed his mind and asked, "Has the fatalist become weak?"

Ji Yaozi was a little disappointed to see how quickly he calmed down after just a moment of shock, and he couldn't help but reply, "I don't know. When we got to Chang Baishan, he left me behind and I never saw him again. It was so cold on Chang Baishan that I almost froze to death, and the Fatekeeper didn't give me a shirt or a blanket, so I still haven't recovered from the freezing weather. But he took me away from Chang Baishan a week ago and I don't know where he is now."

Speaking of which, Ji Yaozi remembered what he had asked earlier, "What exactly happened to the Lian family that you said had happened?"

Jiang Luo smiled lightly, "It's all right now."

When Ji Yaozi saw him like this, he knew that he did not want to talk about it. Ji Yaozi was not one to pursue the matter, so he did not ask further, "You came to me today to ask about the predestined man?"

Jiang Luo nodded, "Now that you've finished, I should go too. Lao Ji, if you have any other news about the Fatal Man, let me know in a hurry."

Having said that, Jiang Luo was ready to leave. Ji Yaozi walked him to the door and Jiang Luo took a few steps out of the funeral parlour when he suddenly turned around and asked, " Ji Yaozi, what was your mother's name?"

Ji Yaozi wondered, "Why do you ask? Her name is Zhao Zhirong."

"To give birth to a smithing genius like you, she must have been a very impressive person, right?"

Ji Yaozi lost her smile, "You think too much of my mother, she is just an ordinary woman in the countryside ......"

His words came to an abrupt halt.

If it was just an ordinary woman, how was it possible to conceive a child with a predestined person?

Ji Yaozi's expression changed, and by the time he looked back, Jiang Luo was gone.

Is Jiang Luo reminding him of something ......

Ji Yaozi's expression was stony as he closed the shop on the spot, booked a train ticket back home and left in a hurry.

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CHAPTER 207

THE "ENLIGHTMENT" PROJECT IN PROGRESS

Jiang Luo returned to his dormitory after leaving Ji Yaozi's shop to retrieve the last of Yuan Tianzhu and Chi You's stone hearts that had been hidden away.

He slowly touched the engraving on Chi You's heart and couldn't help but smile a little.

At this moment, a strong desire to see Chi You suddenly emerged in him, but Jiang Luo did not even know where Chi You was.

Jiang Luo put away his smile, frowned and put Yuan Tianzhu and the stone statue heart into his bag.

At 3pm, Ye Xun's rabbit doll is repaired. The two of them drive back to the flat and open the door to see the living room in total darkness, except for the glowing TV on the wall, where Wen Renlian is watching a film.

Seeing them both back, Ge Zhu warmly invited them, "Want to join us?"

You can't be on edge all the time, and it's important to take a break from your busy schedule. Jiang Luo and Ye Xun are happy to join in, Jiang Luo takes a packet of snacks from the table and lays down comfortably on the sofa.

"What kind of film is this?"

"The Green Hour, a romantic tragedy," Wen Renlian adds with a smile, "We've just finished searching for a film about Bi Gan's heart digging and seeing as you're not back yet, we'll take a look at the others to relax."

Jiang Luo couldn't help but laugh, "There's no such thing as relaxing with a tragedy."

That said, Jiang Luo read it with great interest.

Not to mention the film, he feels as if he hasn't touched the electronic medium in a long time.

The film is set on campus, the heroine is a teacher and the hero is a student, a status that already foreshadows the tragic ending.

The heroine is married, an elegant, conservative, intellectual woman, but her husband is constantly cold and violent towards her, leaving her alone and helpless. The male protagonist is a teenage orphan, brooding and aloof, who has gone from being a pathetic seven- or eight-year-old rubbish collector who is bullied to a 17- or 18-year-old hardened fighter who uses his fists to deal with punk-heads looking for a fight. It seems that these two people will never get along, but after the heroine is rescued by the hero when she encounters a gangster, the two people who would never cross paths become intertwined.

Throughout the film, the hero and heroine never make physical contact, nor do they ever overstep their bounds in terms of confession or dialogue. The most excessive contact is when a pen falls off the table while the heroine is teaching him a topic, and the heroine bends down to pick it up. Yet the eyes and atmosphere between them are buoyant and anxious, the budding love affair is forced down by the clay, and every scene pours out the faintly flawed beauty of dripping restraint and backstabbing virtue.

The film is a good one, but Jiang Luo can't get into it because the heroine is Bai Qiu.

Bai Qiu's face is too good for the big screen, and his acting is excellent. Jiang Luo, who resisted the urge to laugh at the beginning and found it to be good when he watched it carefully, completely missed the allusion to the professions of the hero and heroine.

Sitting next to him on the left and right are Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian, who, towards the end of the film, sighs, "It's a shame."

Jiang Luo asked, "What's the pity?"

Wen Renlian is saddened, "It's a pity that the heroine is too afraid to express her feelings to the hero even though she is obviously divorced from her husband. It is a pity that the male protagonist, because of his poverty and low self-esteem, would rather secretly lecture the male teacher who takes advantage of the female protagonist to carry a big fault than dare to tell the female protagonist that he likes her."

Jiang Luo thought he meant something, but he couldn't understand what Wen Renlian meant by that. Jiang Luo thought he was overthinking things, so he said casually, "Teacher and student! Either the man goes on to study and leaves the school, or the woman quits, otherwise they can't be together."

Wen Renlian saw that he still didn't understand and gave Ge Zhu a wink.

Ge Zhu immediately followed up, "It's also true that teacher-student relationships are inherently sensitive. But look at their misadventures, they didn't get together even after they got out of the campus. The male protagonist is afraid that the female protagonist does not like him, and the female protagonist is afraid that the male protagonist is only in love with her as a teacher and student, so the two lovers are so far apart that they dare not show their emotions even if they want to talk to each other more when they meet.

Jiang Luo nodded, "It's quite a pity."

Zhuo Zhongqiu skilfully interjected: "Isn't that what falling in love is all about? You hide your love in your heart and don't say anything, so who knows if you love me or not? How many marriages have broken up because of misunderstandings? What I dread most is the kind in movies, where it's clear that you love me and I love you, but you keep it inside and miss it for the rest of your life, it's so hard to watch that I want to go into the movie and pry their mouths open with a shovel."

Jiang Luo's snacking fingers gave a pause, and when he looked at the hero and heroine on the screen again, his eyes were more than a little thoughtful.

Jiang Luo suddenly remembered that Bai Qiu had once told him that many people in the entertainment industry wanted to buy his Ping An Fu.

Each of the stars in the entertainment industry has countless fans. Can the offerings of one star be compared to the offerings of hundreds or thousands?

Ge Zhu thought Jiang Luo was enlightened and wanted to hug Zhuo Zhongqiu and give her mad praise, he coughed his throat, " Zhong Qiu is right, people in love, whether male or female need their other half to show love, without it, sooner or later it will lead to tragedy."

Jiang Luo nods, thinking they have a point.

Wen Renlian deliberately asked, " Jiang Luo, what do you think?"

"But some people are shy and shy by nature, others are introverted and stable, so it's understandable that they can't say anything to express their love. When two people are together, they don't necessarily have to show their love for each other through their mouths, they can show it through their actions. Whether you like someone or not, whether that person will be crazy and obsessed by you, his body, eyes and expressions will express it clearly."

It's like him and Chi You.

Chi You only said once that he liked him, but after Chi You sacrificed his life to jump off Longquan for Jiang Luo, Jiang Luo knew that the evil spirit loved him more than life.

Jiang Luo can see clearly that such words are not necessary.

Jiang Luo is confident that Chi You will also understand his feelings.

He felt that between the two of them, the passion, the excitement, the extreme desire for each ...... other, things that were obvious to both parties did not need to be brought out much.

Chi You must understand.

Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu were already smiling, but after hearing his words, the smiles on their lips slowly froze.

Jiang Luo waited attentively for the end credits to play, then yawned, got up lazily, washed his hands and went back to his room to make a phone call to Bai Qiu.

Bai Qiu took a while to pick up, his voice not hiding his tiredness, with a bit of nasal raspiness, "Hello?"

"It's me," Jiang Luo said with a raised eyebrow, "Sister Bai Qiu, just waking up?"

Bai Qiu has some energy, "I haven't slept yet, I'm sleepy, my sister's new movie just came out these days, I'm so busy running around, I don't have time to sleep at all."

Jiang Luo said, "The movie 'Green Day'?"

"You know," Bai Qiu was a little surprised, even flattered, "do you guys in that business watch movies too?"

"Of course I'll watch it," Jiang Luo was happy, "Sister, you're such a good actress."

Bai Qiu burst into laughter, " Jiang Luo, you are so sweet. It's a pity that I have to work later, so just tell me what you want. We don't need to talk about niceties in this relationship!"

Jiang Luo walked slowly to the window, looking into the distance, and smiled at his words, "Then I'll be polite, Sister Bai Qiu, I intend to sell peace and blessings to your circle there."

Bai Qiu froze and then said with great joy, "That's a good thing! How many do you sell? Save a dozen for me first!"

"More of this stuff is just a waste," Jiang Luo said with a smile, "I'll sell as much as I can, but Sister Bai Qiu, I need to screen people. Do you still mean what you said before about helping me screen people?"

Bai Qiu said categorically, "It counts, of course it counts."

Jiang Luo is not a member of the industry, so he doesn't know how much his name and Ping An Fu have been blown out of proportion in the industry. The chief director of "Next Stop, Idol" has been known to brag on Jiang Luo's behalf, saying many times that without the talisman Jiang Luo gave him, he would have been in his coffin long ago. The more you get involved in this circle, the more you believe in these things.

The fact that he was able to help Jiang Luo with his connections to sell Ping An Fu was a great thing in itself. Bai Qiu was able to get a lot of contacts from these contacts, which is worth a thousand times more than gold and silver.

Once again, Bai Qiu was glad she had met Jiang Luo early, and she assured him with a hearty pat on the back, "You can say what your criteria are for selection."

Jiang Luo was not polite, "Not the most treacherous, not the most deceitful, not the most subversive. In short, those with poor character cannot be sold even if they are paid more money."

When he said this, almost half of the entertainment industry was brushed off. Bai Qiu hesitated for a moment, pondering whether she could afford to offend these people. After thinking and thinking, she felt that there were quite a few people in the entertainment industry who had the same bottom line as herself, and that overall the pros outweighed the cons.

Bai Qiu responded, "Okay, leave it to me."

"Apart from that, people who want to buy peace blessings need to do one more thing, they need to offer incense to a statue for a minimum of three months." Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes.

Three months, the period he had left for himself to kill his nemesis.

During these three months, Jiang Luo will absorb the offerings with all his might to achieve the fastest possible results in the shortest possible time.

Bai Qiu did not hesitate to say, "This is easy, as long as you are willing to sell it, not to mention three months, you can offer it for three years."

Jiang Luo smiled, " Sister Bai Qiu, you've been busy with the movie lately, can you keep busy?"

"It's really a bit busy," Bai Qiu said matter-of-factly, "two people are better ...... Do you have any more recommendations?"

Jiang Luo said slowly, "I really have a candidate here, why don't we make an appointment to talk about the cooperation?"

"Okay," Bai Qiu agreed dryly, "a friend of mine who owns a bar has a birthday the night after tomorrow and I need to go to celebrate her birthday. How about a date at her place, since her bar is inaccessible to the doggies?"

Jiang Luo said, "Yes."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Luo contacted Fu Wei. Fu Wei had owed him a request, and after hearing his words, Fu Wei did not hesitate to nod in agreement.

Jiang Luo hangs up the phone, in a good mood, and he hums a song as he takes a shower and goes to bed. Early the next morning, Wen Renlian also learns from him that he has a bar date with someone else.

With a twinkle in his eye, Wen Renlian asked tenderly, "How about taking me along for one?"

Jiang Luo winked at him ambiguously, "Sure."

Wen Renlian knew he had misunderstood, but instead of explaining, he smiled at him and took a sip of tea with aplomb.

Perhaps in the bar he was able to borrow someone's hit on Jiang Luo to make him see his feelings for Chi You.

If Jiang Luo refuses to be approached by all men and is not attracted to all men's seduction, but will only be intimate with Chi You and become lovers with Chi You, then wouldn't it be possible if he gave a few words of advice on the side?

I just don't know if the evil spirit will allow Jiang Luo to be courted by other men.

Maybe he could work with Chi You ......

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CHAPTER 208

CHI YOU'S BACK

At night, the walkways are crowded with people and the city lights blot out the pale moonlight in the sky.

Ambiguous, husky singing emanates from the bar, if at all. Handsome men and women come in and out, cars stop at the door and speed away.

Jiang Luo and Wen Renlian walk discreetly into the bar.

Jiang Luo pauses in his tracks just as he enters the door.

He saw a ghostly aura fogging up the floor tiles, a ghostly aura faintly glowing red, this bar was hiding ghosts.

Or a stern ghost who has harmed many people.

Jiang Luo's gaze traced the ghostly aura as he sidled up to Wen Renlian and said, "There's something dirty here, I'll go and fix it first, you wait for me in the box."

Wen Renlian nodded, "Be careful."

Jiang Luo chased him all the way to the toilet, where the ghostly aura was strongest. The hidden ghost seemed to notice that he was coming from a bad place, and the moment Jiang Luo entered the toilet, the door closed abruptly and the lights overhead began to flicker rapidly.

It was bright and dark, and the evil wind howled like a cry outside the window.

Jiang Luo calmly took off his jacket and wrote Fu Lu on the back of it with a swift finger, "Caught you just in time to give to Chi You so he can replenish his ghostly energy."

Jiang Luo shakes off his jacket and walks towards the pool as it bursts into blood.

Bai Qiu and Fu Wei both arrived early, and within minutes of Wen Renlian going in, Jiang Luo arrived fresh and clean.

He was wearing only a stylish white shirt, his jacket balled up and casually tossed onto the sofa.

Bai Qiu gave him an angry look, "How can you throw your clothes around?"

She was about to reach out and fold Jiang Luo's clothes when Jiang Luo said, "Don't worry about it, there's still a ghost wrapped up in it."

Bai Qiu's whole body stiffened as she exclaimed, "A ghost?"

Jiang Luo sat beside Wen Renlian and smiled as he explained to Bai Qiu, "Has this bar of your friend's had a lot of bloodshed recently?"

Bai Qiu nodded in horror as his friend told him about the incident.

Jiang Luo said, "Don't worry about it anymore, I've already caught the culprit."

Bai Qiu's legs went weak and she tried to run away, but the thought of being in the same room with a ghost sent chills down her spine as she took a deep breath and braced herself to thank her friend: "Thank you, thank you, Jiang Luo, thank you so much."

Fu Wei looks straight at Jiang Luo's jacket for a moment, but he doesn't look too scared.

With the jacket of a ghost on the side of the group, everyone in the next collaboration sped up, wanting to hurry up and talk it out. In less than twenty minutes, everything was talked through.

Bai Qiu controls himself from looking at Jiang Luo's jacket again and says with a slightly unnatural smile, "Do you guys want to go out for a bit? My friend's bar is pretty lively."

At Bai Qiu's kind invitation, Jiang Luo and Wen Renlian decided to take a seat on the ground floor.

The first floor is not too loud at the booths, but on the ground floor there is a lot of chaos. The noisy crowd is cut up into a myriad of bright and dark colours between the lights and the greenery, twisting and turning to the music, intoxicated by cigarettes and alcohol.

There are a few empty seats at the bar, so Jiang Luo sits down and orders a glass of wine. The dark lighting overhead makes him look a little more lazy, and Jiang Luo lazily asks the bartender for another pack of cigarettes, which the bartender smartly delivers with a box of high-end cigarettes.

Jiang Luo takes one out and holds it lazily between his two fingers and brings it to his lips.

The dark-haired youth lifted his eyes to look up and the tall, handsome man smiled confidently at him.

In the shadows, countless eyes are on them, and some of those who were tempted to hit on Jiang Luo before he did are watching his reaction.

From the moment Jiang Luo entered the bar, he attracted a lot of attention.

He is so beautiful, a beauty with a manly aggressiveness and gallantry, an air of openness and diffidence that is extremely appealing to the eye. In the bar, a hunting ground, he is almost seen by many as quality prey that must be taken.

Jiang Luo's soft lips curled up and he spat out a mocking word without ceremony, "Get out."

The man left with a green and black face.

The bartender cleverly offers a lighter, and Jiang Luo lights his cigarette with his head down, propping himself up on the bar table and looking at the men and women around him.

His spine is relaxed and bent, his long, unbound hair cascading unruly over his shoulders. Jiang Luo is in the midst of the looming light, in the middle of the city, but feels a little lonely and dull.

After the man left, I guess someone thought he didn't like men, and another hot babe came along, but again Jiang Luo turned her down.

Wen Renlian looked on with a smile for a moment, "Of all the people, you don't have a favourite?"

Jiang Luo tugged his lips up, "I didn't mean that at all, I'll leave when I've finished this drink."

Wen Renlian looked at Jiang Luo's shadowed face in the smoke and said in a joking tone, "You only like the Chi You type, don't you?"

Jiang Luo takes a sip of his cocktail and grunts, "That's true too."

Wen Renlian looked into the crowd and suddenly pointed in one direction and said, "Do you see the resemblance between that man and Chi You?"

Jiang Luo looks along and sees a man in a suit with glasses sitting on a sofa looking at him.

Handsome looking, like a svelte loser. He is clearly no less attractive, for he is surrounded by several other flamboyant young boys.

Jiang Luo was just looking at it casually, but instead he frowned as he did so.

This guy really looks like Chi You.

Jiang Luo would have thought this was a puppet manipulated by Chi You if he hadn't known that Chi You was seriously wounded and sullenly devouring ghosts outside.

Wen Renlian said in a matchmaking tone, "I think he's interested in you, he's just been looking at you. Aren't you going to break up with Chi You? Consider this guy too."

Jiang Luo's eyes fluttered, why are we talking about this again?

He secretly reminded, "Have you forgotten that dream Ge Zhu had earlier? I broke up with him and he had to go crazy."

Of course Wen Renlian hadn't forgotten. But Jiang Luo clearly likes Chi You without knowing it, and he doesn't want Jiang Luo to think that he is sacrificing himself to Chi You for someone else, mixing his liking with something else. Such an idea insults both Jiang Luo's secretly growing fondness and Chi You's feelings for him.

He wants Jiang Luo to recognise himself, to admit his love from his heart and happiness, and to be at ease with Chi You without the pressure of "destroying the metaphysical world".

Wen Renlian said, "A dream is still a dream, it doesn't always come true."

Jiang Luo rejects the others and admits to having a crush on someone of Chi You's ilk. Wen Renlian believes Jiang Luo will be able to understand his feelings when he is not interested in someone like Chi You either.

As soon as Wen Renlian said this, the man got up from the sofa and walked towards Jiang Luo.

The man's aim was clear and he gave a smile when he saw that Jiang Luo was also looking at him.

The more you look at it, the more it looks like.

Jiang Luo watched him for a few minutes, pondering the possibility that Chi You was using a puppet to hang out at the bar without his knowledge.

The man walked over to him and ordered another drink for him. Jiang Luo does not refuse, but looks at him in silence.

The man asked politely, "May I ask if you have a boyfriend?"

Jiang Luo was a little cold, "Sorry, I have a lover."

The man did not pester, but gave Jiang Luo a slightly surprised look and courteously left.

Jiang Luo felt completely bored and looked back at the man's back, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the crowd, a Chi You!

Jiang Luo's pupils tightened and he stood up abruptly, grabbed his coat and went after him.

He'd recognise Chi You in dust, he's sure it's Chi You!

Jiang Luo weaves quickly through the crowd, the smell of perfume stinging his nose and making his face look increasingly grim. By the time he finally runs through the crowd and out the door of the bar, Chi You's figure has disappeared.

Jiang Luo's chest rose and fell violently as he stared at the sides of the road, Chi You had literally disappeared, as if out of thin air, as fast as Jiang Luo's illusion.

Damn.

Jiang Luo kicks the wall hard, trying to calm the fire.

Was he really hallucinating?

But Jiang Luo had a hunch that it was Chi You.

If it was really Chi You, why did he come here? Did he come here to talk about his work, like Jiang Luo, or did he come to see Jiang Luo?

But if he was here to see Jiang Luo, why didn't he come out to see him again?

Jiang Luo closed his eyes, took out his mobile phone and made a call to Wen Renlian.

A few minutes later, Wen Renlian walks out of the bar. Jiang Luo didn't say anything on the way back, his face clouded over. Wen Renlian seemed to know that he was in a bad mood and did not disturb him.

Back in his room, Jiang Luo began to search for the mobile phone Chi You had given him on New Year's Eve.

That's the only way to reach Chi You.

The other day, Jiang Luo was worried that he was so busy recovering that he hadn't contacted Chi You when nothing really mattered. But the sight of his back at the bar today was a nagging thought for Jiang Luo, and he wanted to know where Chi You was now.

Jiang Luo found his mobile phone, but when he dialed the only number in his address book, he waited for a long time, but it did not answer.

Five times in a row.

Jiang Luo's face slowly calmed down, but the phone was suddenly crushed into pieces with a single force.

The pieces fell from his fingers, Jiang Luo gathered his expression and walked out the door as if nothing had happened, to Ge Zhu's door.

" Ge Zhu?"

Ge Zhu opened the door and wondered, "What's wrong."

Jiang Luo said, "Give Ge Wuchen a call and ask him how he's getting on with Teng Bi."

Ge Zhu nodded obediently and turned to go back inside.

Jiang Luo naturally followed and sat next to Ge Zhu, listening to his phone call.

Ge Wuchen was quick to pick up, he guessed what Ge Zhu wanted to ask, and without waiting for Ge Zhu to say anything, he was the first to answer, "We found out his birth date, but no one knows the date of his death."

Ge Zhu furrowed his brow and looked at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo mouthed, "Chi You."

Ge Zhu asked cautiously, " Chi You don't know either?"

"I have not asked him," Ge Wuchen said, "I have not seen him since the master left, and I will ask when he returns. If the master doesn't know either, then no one else in the world does."

Jiang Luo's lips straightened, and after a long time, he suddenly spoke out, "It would be best if Teng Bi's matter was resolved as soon as possible, so you can think of a way to contact him."

"Master Jiang is also here?" Ge Wuchen gave a laugh and sighed again, saying sincerely, "Master Jiang, it's not that I don't want to contact the master; Flower Beaver and Liao Si can transmit what they want to say to the master through their heart voices, and we used this method, but the master doesn't give us a response. If the master does not respond, there is nothing we can do but wait slowly."

Jiang Luo sneered silently, "Really?"

"Of course," Ge Wuchen asked rhetorically, "do you have something else of importance for your master?"

" Teng Bi's business is the important thing," Jiang Luo said in a disinterested voice, "and since you don't know where he is, hang up."

"Wait."

Ge Wuchen suddenly said.

Jiang Luo, "What else do you want?"

" Master Cheng De of Jokhang Temple would like to meet with you, Master Jiang," Ge Wuchen said in a lowered voice, "to discuss the great plan to deal with the Fates."

Jiang Luo understood his unspoken words in a moment, "You told the Buddhists about the serious injury of the predestined man?"

Ge Wuchen smiled without saying anything, and after a while he said, "The Predestined is already in a badly wounded state, and is also missing most of his followers. This would be a good time to kill him. You and the master have inexplicably disappeared for half a month, and the master is now nowhere to be found, which has wasted a lot of time. In case the night is too long, Master Jiang, you may wish to go to Jokhang Temple and have a chat with Master Cheng De. The masters at Jokhang Temple are kind and compassionate and will certainly help you."

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CHAPTER 209

PRETENDING TO BE THE REAL GOD

On the other hand, Ji Yaozi finally arrived back home after a three-day journey.

He stood at the entrance to the village, yet the place felt unfamiliar, without a hint of familiarity.

But that was understandable, Ji Yaozi had only lived in the village with his mother for three years, so what could a three-year-old child remember?

Ji Yaozi walks step by step into the village, his eyes wistful and bewildered.

After more than forty years of change, both he and the village are total strangers to each other. Ji Yaozi searched and searched but could not find the brick house of his childhood, or even the river that drowned his mother.

There was an old man picking up dung on the side of the road, and Ji Yaozi hastily stopped him, "Brother, do you know where Zhao Zhirong's house is?"

The older man put the stretcher down and scratched his head in bewilderment, his dialect accent thick, " Zhao Zhirong ? I've never heard of that name before."

Ji Yaozi patiently added, "She was a local, she's just been dead for over forty years... Brother, do you really not remember the name?"

" Zhao Zhirong, Zhao Zhirong ," the uncle recited, not remembering the name at all, "I really don't remember, or else you go ask Uncle Zhao at the head of the village?"

Ji Yaozi, somewhat disappointed, asked again, "Brother, where is the river in the village?"

"There are rivers to the west, and to the east, which one are you looking for?"

Ji Yaozi said, "Find the river that has drowned people."

The old man was startled and said with some anger, "You outsider, how can you talk nonsense! The river in our village has never drowned anyone, don't curse our village!"

When he finished, Ji Yaozi left in a rage, carrying his stretcher on his back.

Ji Yaozi was frozen in place.

That's not right. How can someone not have drowned?

Ji Yaozi always felt that something was wrong, that some subtle dissonance was coming to the surface. Ji Yaozi walked on a little further and stopped another villager, this time specifically an old man.

But the old man had also never heard of Zhao Zhirong and said that no one had ever drowned in his village's river.

Ji Yaozi asked seven or eight people in a row, all with the same answer, and the void inside him grew bigger and bigger. There is no drowning river, no Zhao Zhirong, not even Ji Yaozi's real name, Zhao Zhen, is known.

How is this possible? When Ji Yaozi was called Zhao Zhen, he was sent to the county with seven or eight neighbours!

What about the neighbours?

Ji Yaozi was in a daze, sweating, as reality and memory diverged. He walked to the river, lost in thought, looking at the gurgling water, but Ji Yaozi could not control the trembling in his fingers, he felt a chill coming from the soles of his feet, and it went straight to his heavenly soul.

Are his memories false? Did his mother not actually exist?

So who is he?

Is it true that he and the predestined ...... are father and son?

Ji Yaozi had his head in the warm sun and broke into a cold sweat for a moment.

The sun shines in the sky.

Jiang Luo doesn't want to get caught up in a state of fretfulness and waste time waiting for Chi You to return, so he does his best to find things to do and keep himself busy every day.

The next day he took his companions with him to the Jokhang Temple.

After many years, Ge Zhu, who knew the truth about Ge Wuchen's rebellion against Buddhism, could not help but see Master Cheng De again, and his eyes were red.

When Master Cheng De saw him like this, he also had a sour look in his eyes.

But in the end, he was a man of great stability, and Master Cheng De pushed down his tears between breaths, "Please come with me."

This is Jiang Luo's second visit to Jokhang Temple.

The last time I was here was in winter, with layers and layers of snow. Now it's spring, and everywhere is green and vibrant, as if it were a March baby, with all the beauty of a relaxed nature.

Master Cheng De took them to see the abbot and when they arrived at the meditation room, the abbot had tea ready and waiting for them.

The tea curls up and refreshes the soul, but the abbot has only prepared four cups of tea.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the abbot opened his eyes and his gleaming eyes looked sideways, "Master Jiang, Master Se, please come in."

Jiang Luo hooked his lips and led the bewildered Sai Liaoer towards the meditation room. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he suddenly turned back and lowered his voice: " There are several new temples at Jokhang Temple that are not being used, so go and help me pick out the one with the best feng shui."

Zhuo Zhongqiu A few people looked at each other, what was the point of picking a temple?

But Jiang Luo had said it all, so they nodded dryly.

The door of the room is slowly closed by Master Cheng De.

Inch by inch, the sun was driven out through the door, and with a final creak, only four people remained in the room.

The abbot looked at Jiang Luo and Sai Liaoer with a smiling face and a twinkle in his eye. Sai Liaoer was a little frightened by the look and could not help but squeeze closer to Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo, who is well mannered, sits calmly, picks up his tea and slowly savours the taste of the leaves, boasting, "Jokhang Temple's tea always smells so good, slightly bitter in the mouth and sweet in the aftertaste, you want to taste it again after one sip."

"These are all small wild teas of no name, we grow them ourselves on the mountain and pick them on the mountain," said the abbot kindly, "If you like them, take some home and brew them, this tea clears the eyes and clears the lungs and is good for the body."

Jiang Luo was not too polite and thanked him generously.

Sai Liaoer followed in a whisper of thanks, taking a sip of his tea as Jiang Luo had done, and was immediately wrinkled with bitterness.

Jiang Luo asked, "Why did the two masters invite me and Sai Liaoer to tea?"

"Because you two are most different, of course," said the abbot's pale voice slowly, "but the old monk's eyes are too clumsy to see where you come from yet."

Jiang Luo also guesses that this is the reason.

He is now the living dead, of the less evil lineage of evil spirits, and will never become a god. But he has the power of consecration within his body, a power that is almost at the level of a pseudo-god, and Sai Liaoer is more of a Bai Wuchang on the board, and these two masters cannot see through them, but can see the difference between them.

Jiang Luo smiled and continued unconcernedly, "So, is there anything the two masters would like to say to us?"

He knew exactly what the two abbots were trying to say, but just pretended not to know. Master Cheng De smiled and shook his head, saying frankly, "It is precisely what we want to say to you about dealing with the Abbot."

Jiang Luo feigned surprise, " Jokhang Temple also has an axe to grind with the Fates?"

The abbot twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand and said indifferently, "If the Fatekeeper had not changed the prophecy to deceive people, we would not have had to lose three elders and three juniors, Ge Wuchen would not have had to take the blame and flee, and he would not have had to burn down the entire Tibetan Buddhist Temple. Jokhang Temple is definitely one of the best."

Jiang Luo said, "Ge Wuchen said that everyone who knew the truth about his rebellion against Buddha was dead, how do you two know what happened back then?"

Master Cheng De laughed coldly, "Back then Master Cheng Wen was buried in the fire the night the three divined the prophecy, Ge Wuchen killed someone to escape from the Buddhist sect, all these things were so sudden that we could have guessed it ourselves without him telling us."

Jiang Luo sighs sympathetically and sips his tea in silence, not saying anything half-heartedly about the collaboration.

This was not what was expected and Master Cheng De, knowing that Jiang Luo did not believe them yet, could not help but say, "Master Jiang, what will it take for you to believe us?"

"I will believe you as long as you will let me write a few words on you."

Master Cheng De hesitated, he had not heard of this method, "Writing?"

Instead, it was the Abbot Master who made a snap decision and said, "Write."

Jiang Luo wrote the words "Be faithful to me" on the backs of their hands with his finger, and after the last stroke, the expressions of the two masters changed slightly, becoming more honest and trusting.

Master Cheng De smilingly asked, "Master Jiang, do you have any plans to deal with the predestined people?"

Jiang Luo was one of us, so he said, "Yes."

"What's the solution?"

"I intend to 'descend' to Jokhang Temple as a real god to lure the Fate into appearing. The Predestined are so paranoid about becoming gods that they will come to see a rumour, no matter how wild it is, even if they know it to be false."

A cold light flashed in Jiang Luo's eyes, "If I were to fight alone, I would definitely not lose to the Fatalist, but even if I defeated him like this, I don't think it's tough enough."

"When he comes to Jokhang Temple, I will convince him that I am the real 'God'. After he believes that I am the true God, if he wants to become a god, he will have to go to great lengths to ask me, the 'true God', for guidance, and he will have to do whatever I say," Jiang Luo said, "and I will make him lose his name and tear off his skin as a false god. "

Master Cheng De couldn't help but slap the table and shouted, "Good!"

The abbot's hand holding the Buddhist beads also trembled with vague excitement, his eyes were clear as never before but he quickly calmed down from his excitement, "The host has lived for over two hundred years, he is the only false god, how does Master Jiang intend to convince him that you are the true god come?"

Jiang Luo smiles faintly and places the teacup gently on the table.

The tea bowl fell onto the table with a crisp sound.

Jiang Luo closes his eyes.

Just as Master Cheng De and the abbot were wondering, a vast force suddenly burst forth from Jiang Luo's body, and the majestic power of faith poured out like a flood, instantly overwhelming everything in the meditation room.

The two old men stared in disbelief.

The young head of the Scientific Research Bureau reopened his eyes, his eyes full of laughter, his whole being like a god carrying an intimate and submissive power.

"Is that okay?"

Master Cheng De and the Abbot looked at him in amazement, their faces suddenly becoming astonished and delighted, even a little overwhelmed!

"This, this, this," the Cheng De master was ecstatic, "you actually, you actually? The Fates may indeed be unable to detect your scheme!"

The presiding master silently recited the Meditation Sutra several times before he could steady his violently beating heart, "We can't reach your realm, and we don't know if the host can detect that you are not a true god, Master Jiang, are you really sure you can hide it from him?"

Jiang Luo curled his lips, "I'm sure that even if he doesn't believe that I'm a true god, he won't deny that I'm a fake. He's so obsessed with becoming a god that he won't let go of any hope he has. The predestined man has never seen the true God, and certainly does not know what the true God is like. I won't come face to face with him either, as long as I absorb enough of the power of the offering and mobilise all of it to disguise myself when he comes, he will definitely be confused."

"Once he is confused for one point and believes for one point, it is easy after that."

Jiang Luo looked at Sai Liaoer, "Besides, Sai Liaoer is a real god. If I 'descend' to one of your temples in Jokhang Temple, Sai Liaoer will stay with me at all times. In this way, even if the predestined person uses divination to find out if there is a god in the temple, the answer will only be yes."

Who made Sai Liaoer Bai Wuchang?

Jiang Luo intends to borrow Sai Liaoer's Bai Wuchang identity to create an absolutely realistic setting for himself as the true god, thus fooling the predestined.

Sai Liaoer looked at Jiang Luo admiringly, "Jiang, I'll go wherever you go!"

Master Cheng De and the abbot slowly understood, their eyes growing brighter and their bodies trembling with excitement. Jiang Luo said languidly, "I couldn't have done it without your two help."

Master Cheng De was beaming, "What kind of help? You name it!"

"Like I said before, give me a temple to use as the true God has come, and use the name Jokhang Temple to help me make a big deal out of it," Jiang Luo said with a big smile, "You are representatives of the Buddhist sect, and everyone knows that monks don't lie. So as long as you say that a true god has descended from the Buddhist sect, everyone will believe it. As long as the word gets wider and wider, the predestined people will definitely come over to find out what's going on."

"When that time comes, there will also be many people coming over to pay their respects to me, and these are the power of offerings sent up for nothing, so there will still have to be idols and incense burners inside the temple. Two masters, whether or not you can get the predestined people to fall for it after that will depend mainly on the power of your propaganda."

The two old men laughed bitterly, "You're asking us to lie."

Jiang Luo looked straight at them, "For revenge, then, are you willing to talk?"

Master Cheng De and the Abbot were silent for a moment before making a quick decision.

This is almost a no-brainer.

"Just do as you say," Master Cheng De stood up and made to go out in high spirits, "Lie if you like, as long as I can get the predestined person punished, even if I have to die I will be willing. Wait, I'm going to pick out a suitable temple for you."

Jiang Luo said breezily, "No, Master, I've already asked someone to pick it out."

Maestro Cheng De: "......"

He looked oddly at Jiang Luo who looked back innocently.

Master Cheng De finally thought to himself, "Jiang Luo, how can he be so thick-skinned?

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CHAPTER 210

JEALOUSY

Jiang Luo has been living with Sai Liaoer at Jokhang Temple since this day.

He and Master Cheng De were busy discussing the 'coming of the gods' every day, and it wasn't enough for Jokhang Temple to advertise in order to fool people. It was not enough for Jokhang Temple to advertise itself in order to deceive people. He also needed to create visions that only the "gods" could create.

Jiang Luo wanted to summon Chen Long from the Ring of Yin and Yang.

Jokhang Temple is built on a hill, and in the early morning the mist is so thick that you can barely see the hilltop. If Jiang Luo could summon Chen Long and ride him around the temple in the clouds, if not in the air, it would add to the "Jokhang Temple has a real god" scheme.

Every morning at four or five o'clock, the white mist is at its thickest. Jiang Luo would arrive on time at the top of the mountain to try to summon the dragon, one of the twelve animals of the zodiac.

He had enough power to summon any of the zodiac signs, but Chen Long did not want to respond to him. Not because Jiang Luo could not summon it, but because the dragon was lazy and arrogant and did not want to be summoned so easily by Jiang Luo.

But the more arrogant he became, the more Jiang Luo became interested in taming him. In order to conquer him, he only sleeps three or four hours a day and spends the rest of his time with Chen Long. This perseverance has made Sai Liaoer very happy with him.

Sai Liaoer would never have been able to survive if he had been asked to do the same as Jiang Luo. Although he doesn't understand Jiang Luo, it doesn't stop Sai Liaoer from watching with fear and admiration as Jiang Luo returns every night at midnight and leaves at dawn.

After five or six days in a row, Chen Long finally managed to escape from the Yin Yang Ring. He is lazily perched on top of a boulder, his claws dangling, his thick golden tail swaying in and out, his whiskers fluttering in the wind, and his appearance is very heroic.

Although listlessly snoozing, it does not detract in any way from Chen Long's imposing presence. The Golden Dragon is a magnificent, athletic creature. Golden runes flow slowly over its body, as cold and stern as golden scales. With just one glance, Jiang Luo was mesmerised.

Who hasn't thought of having a dragon as a mount?

Jiang Luo's eyes burned as he gingerly moved over to Chen Long's head and tentatively reached out to touch it, gently complimenting him, "You're so handsome."

Chen Long doesn't seem to have heard him, not giving Jiang Luo the slightest response. Instead, it seems to stretch its body, making it even more powerful and powerful. The sharp claws of the dragon are deliberately exposed, and with a single stroke on the stone, the whole boulder splits in half.

Jiang Luo's heart was on fire, he looked at the golden dragon with the same eyes as if he was looking at his lover, his gaze became even hotter, his voice took on another degree of sincerity, "You are so powerful, worthy of being a legendary dragon, not only are you good looking, you are also so powerful, I have never seen a dragon as powerful as you, no wonder you are so hard to summon, you must be the strongest of the twelve zodiac signs A zodiac bar ......"

"Your dragon horns are also beautiful, with patterns on them, and they look hard too, can't they easily knock down a mountain?"

Jiang Luo's words grew softer and softer, kind words were delivered at no cost, and Chen Long's whiskers rose in pleasure as he gave a snort of enjoyment.

This human with mixed breath has a great eye.

But it didn't notice that while it was engrossed in the sweet words of the dark-haired youth, the dark-haired youth was unknowingly on the verge of climbing onto its back.

Right now!

Jiang Luo fiercely rolled onto his back and mounted the golden dragon, taking a firm grip on its two horns.

Chen Long was furious, his eyes snapped open, a pair of unmistakably realistic, narrow dragon eyes, furious, the tyranny in these eyes shocked others from the soul level, the golden pupils were cold and furious, he roared and charged into the air, the strong wind almost blew Jiang Luo off Chen Long's body.

Jiang Luo grabbed Chen Long so hard that he pressed his body down against him before he actually flipped over.

The dragon's horns are held and Chen Long struggles furiously, several times narrowly trying to rip Jiang Luo off his back. Jiang Luo was able to overcome the danger time and again, and when he looked down, the Jokhang Temple was slowly becoming the size of a palm.

The disobedient Chen Long is still rolling around in the clouds, tossing and turning at 360 degrees. Jiang Luo really likes his energy and laughs out loud as he holds back his stomach.

This loud laugh clearly enraged Chen Long, and the golden male dragon threw back its head and roared, its tail stopping, then reversing its direction and rushing straight towards the mountain.

Jiang Luo's heart was beating in his throat as he stared straight at the mountain in front of him, not letting go of the dragon's horn in his hand.

By the time Jiang Luo was ready to crash into the mountain with Chen Long, Chen Long swung his tail and rose straight up the mountain wall, stopping flat and steady on the flat ground at the top.

It shifted impatiently and snorted, but lowered its head so that Jiang Luo could get off it.

Jiang Luo knows that he has tamed this beautiful and tough Chinese zodiac animal.

From that day onwards, Jiang Luo spent days and nights on top of the mountain practising his dragon riding, while Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu were in a great hurry.

The 15-day deadline given by Chi You is down to the last four days.

Both of them had a string of blisters on their mouths, and they were worried every day. In the first few days they tried all sorts of things, but Jiang Luo's whole heart was tied to Chen Long and he was not even hinted at.

In the last four days, a tough move had to be made, and if it didn't work out it would really be over.

Evening.

Jiang Luo was on his way up the hill to ride Chen Long around in the dark, when he passed the courtyard and saw Ge Zhu standing by the well, talking to someone on the phone.

"Brother ......"

The word drifted into Jiang Luo's eyes, causing Jiang Luo, who hadn't cared, to stop in his tracks and prick up his ears to listen to the content of their conversation.

But Ge Zhu had already ended the call. After seeing Ge Zhu put down his mobile phone and walk towards the house, Jiang Luo coughed his throat and called out to Ge Zhu, pretending not to care, and asked, "Ge Zhu, who are you talking to on the phone?"

Ge Zhu said honestly, " Ge Wuchen, I asked him how he was finding the information on Teng Bi and he said it was too late today and he would ask Chi You about Teng Bi tomorrow."

Jiang Luo froze and raised a step towards him, " Chi You're back?"

But he was vaguely vague.

Jiang Luo has been so busy taming Chen Long these days that he has forgotten about Chi You and hasn't paid attention to it for days.

But on second thought, Jiang Luo was a little uncomfortable.

Chi You is back, how come he doesn't know?

Didn't the guy say before he and he parted that they would go to each other after they were done with their own business?

He was a little upset, but this was forced down by Jiang Luo. He gave Chi You the excuse that this was a sacred Buddhist site and that Chi You was now seriously injured, so he could not get in at all and certainly would not come to him.

Jiang Luo felt comfortable again at the thought, and he involuntarily raised a smile, "When did you get back?"

But Ge Zhu, who was questioned, was so rambunctious that he never got to the point Jiang Luo wanted to hear, "I think he's back, I don't really know. Jiang Luo, you know what? Ge Wuchen told me that Liao Si, the corpse hunter we used to race with, was one of them! That's the old Liao family of the Xiangxi lineage of corpse catchers, he actually defected to Chi You too ...... That fatalist's followers are also spread all over the sky and the earth, I heard that among his followers are also people from the Xuan Ling Office, how do you think that group of people from the Xuan Ling Office are his followers ...... "

Ge Zhu has mentioned everything but Chi You.

Jiang Luo listened patiently for a while, seeing that Ge Zhu was getting further and further away from the topic, he couldn't help but interrupt, "Did Ge Wuchen say anything else about Chi You?"

Ge Zhu shook his head and said, "No."

Jiang Luo frowned imperceptibly as he clasped his arms and raised his chin for Ge Zhu, "You contact him."

"Who?"

Jiang Luo said, "Ge Wuchen."

He paused and added, "Video call."

Unlike Jiang Luo Chi You, the Ge brothers had a secure contact, not to mention a video, so they could search for each other by their live numbers. Ge Zhu obediently sent a video request to Ge Wuchen, who soon agreed to a video call.

Jiang Luo stepped forward to stand beside Ge Zhu, his eyes glancing across the camera. He swallowed the words "Give Chi You your phone" and frowned, "Where are you."

Instead of his monk's robe, Ge Wuchen wears a rare casual outfit, a hat and the red lips and white teeth of a university student. The backdrop is brightly lit, the tiles on the floor reflecting the harsh light, and a small table with plates stacked against the wall, apparently in a restaurant.

Jiang Luo had a vague feeling that something was wrong, and his brow was furrowing deeper and deeper without him noticing. Ge Wuchen, not expecting him, froze visibly, and then began to look to his left, "Master Jiang is still up so late, is there something you want from me?"

Jiang Luo stared at his every expression, lowered his voice and slowed his tone, and asked again, word for word, "Where are you, and are Chi You with you?"

"Master ...... is here too," Ge Wuchen's eyes began to flicker as he dodged the camera somewhat, "Master Jiang, I have things to do now, I'll talk to you later, goodbye."

When he finished, he hung up the video call without waiting for Jiang Luo's consent.

This is definitely not right.

Jiang Luo didn't know what Ge Wuchen and the others were doing here, but his expression clouded over uncontrollably as he dialled Ge Wuchen's video request again.

No one got through and after a while the video request was actively disconnected.

Ge Zhu said cautiously, " Jiang Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Luo did his best to put on a smile as he tossed the phone to Ge Zhu, "It's nothing, I'll go back first."

Ge Zhu raised his voice behind him and asked, "Aren't you going to the mountains?"

Jiang Luo went straight to his room, his voice wrapped in a layer of cold air, "No, I'm not going."

After lying in bed, Jiang Luo tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Ge Wuchen's strange expressions and mannerisms flashed through his mind over and over again, and the more he thought about them, the more Ge Wuchen's averted eyes became magnified in his mind, repeatedly planted with all sorts of deeper meanings.

Why would he be afraid to look at me?

What are he and Chi You doing?

Jiang Luo spent most of the night thinking about it, and it was only in the early morning that he drifted off. Before Jiang Luo knew what had happened, Wen Renlian's cheerful voice rang in his ears, "Jiang Luo, I have a great thing for you to hear."

Jiang Luo yawned, "What's good?"

"You can break up with Chi You now!"

Jiang Luo's remaining sleepiness was gone in a flash, "What did you say?"

Wen Renlian was full of spring in his eyes and said joyfully, " Chi You came back from outside two days ago, he also brought back a lifesaver, it is said that the lifesaver saved Chi You when he was injured, he even got injured for Chi You and was taken to the hospital by Chi You. "

"Last night, Ge Wuchen and the others were called out by Chi You to treat the man who saved their lives to dinner. I heard that he was not used to the hospital food, so Chi You took him out for a change. You have never been so considerate after Chi You became a ghost? Has Chi You ever been so considerate since he became a ghost? And bring someone back? He definitely had a thing for that guy."

Wen Renlian said with relief, "Ge Wuchen even took a photo of them having dinner and showed it to Ge Zhu. Jiang Luo, you're free, you're completely free, you don't have to deal with Chi You for us!"

Jiang Luo was silent for a moment, "Where are the photos."

Wen Renlian actually produced a photograph for him.

The photo shows a group of people around the table, all of them Chi You and his men, except for one young man. The young man is fair-skinned, has short hair, looks clean and gentle, has a shy but sunny smile, and is looking at Chi You with Yu Guang in his hand.

The photo is a random one taken by Ge Wuchen, obviously from a clandestine angle, with Chi You only half in, his posture relaxed and casual, the expression on his handsome face muted, but he is positively droopy-eyed, his bony hand holding chopsticks and placing them in the bowl of a strange young man.

Jiang Luo looks at the photograph and a strong sourness mixed with anger rises up madly as he stares deathly at the movements of Chi You's hands, his eyes growing dry from not blinking for so long.

Wen Renlian is still having fun, "That's a good thing, right?"

Jiang Luo tugged his lips up with an effort, but his eyes were sombre, "Right."

Wen Renlian said, "No, we have to celebrate!"

He hurried away.

Jiang Luo was still looking at the photo for a long, long time, until the phone went off the screen and he realised he had been looking at it mindlessly for half an hour.

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CHAPTER 211

THE ULTIMATE GOAL

Wen Renlian walked out of the room and put a smile on his face, rubbing his brow and going to Ge Zhu with a sad face.

Ge Zhu is waiting for him nervously.

Wen Renlian and he looked at each other for a while, and suddenly sighed, "Why do I always feel sorry for Jiang Luo 呢...... Ge Wuchen This method always feels ...... "

It never quite feels right.

But remembering Ge Wuchen's confident expression, Wen Renlian didn't say the rest.

In the last few days of the 15-day deadline, Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian were at a loss as to what to do, and even tried to bite the bullet and tell Jiang Luo the whole truth.

But on the one hand, they were afraid that Jiang Luo would resent Chi You and become estranged from him, which would affect the couple's relationship - even though Chi You had threatened them, but knowing that Jiang Luo also liked Chi You, Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu Even though Chi You had threatened them, knowing that Jiang Luo also liked Chi You, Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu had no intention of telling Jiang Luo what Chi You had threatened them.

On the other hand, they were also afraid that Chi You might really go crazy.

In the midst of this indecision to tell or not to tell, Ge Wuchen suddenly offered them a way out, and Ge Wuchen didn't even need Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu to do anything but show Jiang Luo a photo and say a few words.

Ge Wuchen persuaded Wen Renlian through tactful conversation, talking him into a daze and leading him into a ditch where Wen Renlian felt as confused as if a grey gauze had been placed over his head. But after walking out of Jiang Luo's room, Wen Renlian suddenly came to his senses and felt something was wrong.

He and Ge Zhu looked at each other and together the two men floated a solution.

Is Ge Wuchen really reliable?

But Ge Wuchen said that he was the one who helped Chi You and Jiang Luo settle down as lovers, so I guess that's reliable ......

But Wen Renlian always had the feeling that he and Ge Zhu had been set up by Ge Wuchen.

This feeling made him feel a little uneasy and vaguely regretful of what he had just done. He looked at Ge Zhu, who was even more fidgety, and knew that Ge Zhu was also unsure.

Although Ge Zhu and Ge Wuchen had cleared up some misunderstandings, Ge Zhu still remembered Ge Wuchen's cunning and treachery. He licked his dry lips, and after looking at Wen Renlian face to face for a while, he hesitated, "Why don't ...... we tell the truth to Jiang Luo."

Wen Renlian also felt that something was wrong, his mind buzzing with the thought of Jiang Luo's uncertain appearance with the photograph, and a sudden jolt in his heart, a growing sense of foreboding.

If Jiang Luo found out ...... Wen Renlian steeply clenched his fist, thinking that retreating is also a move, and that if they tell the truth, it might make Jiang Luo take the initiative to talk to Chi You.

He nodded cautiously, "Okay, talk to him. But we can't tell Jiang Luo what Chi You threatened us with, otherwise the two of them would be really bad together, do you have any good ideas?"

Ge Zhu shook his head.

They both sighed and began to discuss how to hide Chi You's threats from them and redact the truth from Jiang Luo.

As they racked their brains for a way to make up the story, the two men could not help but feel a deep sense of resentment towards Chi You.

This can be a real ...... mess that they end up having to clean up after the person they are threatening.

Jiang Luo is in a very bad mood.

To be honest, the Chi You in the photo is at most giving a look and a smile, but nothing else, but Jiang Luo still looks furious.

If Jiang Luo had seen this photo before Chi You jumped into the Longquan for him, he would have just laughed and beaten Chi You up before he broke up with Chi You. But after Chi You risked his life to save him from the Longquan, Jiang Luo had already taken Chi You into his heart, and he couldn't break up with him for nothing because of a photo and Chi You's bullshit life saver.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, got up from the bed and walked to the window to blow the cold air.

Reason began to question the fact that Chi You could not believe that he would like someone else, especially because he had been saved. According to the character of the evil spirits, even if they were saved, they would only be a farmer and a snake, and the "farmer" would only be bitten to death by the evil spirits who would not reveal their weakness.

But emotionally, he was still very, very angry, allowing reason to be clouded by rage enough.

Jiang Luo looked at the distant mountain scenery, with its rolling hills and misty clouds, and he spent half a day looking at it but nothing came into his eyes.

He felt himself at this moment, full of jealousy and jealousy in addition to anger.

Jiang Luo is a man who does not care for love, or rather, he is jealous and fearful of it, among other negative emotions. His youthful experiences made him sick of being too close, and he was stingy in surrendering trust.

In the world outside and inside the book, Jiang Luo doesn't show his true self even to his friends like Lu Youyi Wen Renlian, but all his bad sides are shown to Chi You, who falls in love with such a bad and true man.

The evil spirit melts Jiang Luo with 100% love, prying open Jiang Luo's self-imposed shell and making Jiang Luo reveal his heart to him.

Once Jiang Luo has taken him into his heart, he will never let Chi You go again.

If Chi You really likes someone else.

Jiang Luo's eyes were cold as he slowly calmed down, all the emotions in his heart gradually settling into a terrible paranoia.

I am so sorry.

He will kill Chi You and then the one he likes.

He will let Chi You die by his hand, and he will not let Chi You have the chance to betray him.

Jiang Luo rolled out of bed and went to Ge Zhu with an expressionless face.

Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian were together, and when they saw him coming, they stood up stiffly, both with a look of apprehension and uncertainty.

Jiang Luo said directly, "Give me Ge Wuchen's contact information."

Ge Zhu dutifully gave it to him.

Jiang Luo took it and left, completely oblivious to the looks on their faces as they tried to say something. He did not go back to his room, but went straight down the hill. On the way down, Jiang Luo dialed Ge Wuchen's phone.

Ge Wuchen, as if he had been waiting for him, immediately picked up, "Master Jiang?"

Jiang Luo's face didn't waver, "Give Chi You the phone."

His voice was so condensed that Ge Wuchen dared not fail to comply, and after a few moments he handed the phone to Chi You.

Jiang Luo didn't need Chi You to open his mouth, he said directly, "Where are you."

Chi You said, "Number nine restaurant."

Jiang Luo hung up the phone straight away.

He went on the map and looked up the location of the Nine Restaurant and well, it was right next to a hospital.

Jiang Luo laughed coldly twice, a sour taste in his stomach making him uncomfortable. Once seated in the car, in the calm cramped cabin, he forced himself to calm down and to notice one thing that was wrong after another.

He had no contact details for Ge Wuchen, but why would Ge Wuchen say "Master Jiang" when he answered his phone?

And Ge Wuchen looked like he was waiting for a phone call from Jiang Luo on purpose.

Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes, quickly detecting more odd points from this slight inconsistency. Would Chi You take someone out to a restaurant? Would Chi You like that type of person?

The entire table is filled with Chi You's, but there is no Liao Si in it.

His brow furrowed slightly.

Is he ...... being ripped off?

After realising that he might have been tricked, Jiang Luo pushed the image of Chi You and his rescuer "smiling at each other" out of his mind, closed his eyes and began to put the whole thing together.

Last night he went out and met Ge Zhu and Ge Wuchen on the phone, which was a coincidence.

One coincidence can be explained, how else can this be explained when so many are put together?

And the performance of Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian ......

I hadn't noticed it before, but now that I think about it, who is Wen Renlian hearing all this gossip from?

Ge Wuchen? Does Ge Wuchen really dare to tell anyone about Chi You?

Little by little, Jiang Luo draws out the threads and becomes more and more certain that he has been jointly tricked in a game. Most likely Chi You was trying to trick him into being jealous, so that he would come to him senselessly over a photo and a few words, as he did now.

Having come to this conclusion, Jiang Luo was inexplicably in a better mood. Noticing the change in himself, he blushes.

Jiang Luo's lips curled up at the corners instead, as his anger increased.

It looks a bit oozy.

Having seen through the scam, he did not turn back, but urged the driver to speed up.

His face became more calm, even a little more in control of the situation.

Shit.

Douchebag.

Jiang Luo wanted to give Chi You a good talking to and then questioned Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu as to why they were helping Chi You to cheat him.

Jiang Luo is almost laughing when his friend helps his boyfriend against himself.

But now is not the time to get excited, and Jiang Luo plans to find out exactly what Chi You is up to and who all plays a part in it.

And then one by one to vent their anger.

Within minutes of thinking this, however, Wen Renlian called him on the phone.

Jiang Luo looked at the phone with uncertainty, and only after a moment did he pick it up. He hid the fire in his heart, " Wen Ren ?"

" Jiang Luo ," Ge Zhu's voice rang out on the other side of the room, and Ge Zhu mumbled, "We want to say sorry to you ......"

Jiang Luo's taut lips loosened slightly, but he still asked coldly, "Why do you say you're sorry?"

"Because we lied to you," Wen Renlian said sheepishly, "Chi You didn't save your life, it was Ge Wuchen's idea, and Chi You didn't seem to know he took the picture... ..."

There is no denying that Jiang Luo's heart softened abruptly when he heard these words.

Not because this saviour is really a fake, but because of Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu's peace of mind.

Jiang Luo is not angry with his friends, who have been friends for a long time. He leans back comfortably in his chair and asks in a low voice, "You lied to me?"

Ge Zhu and Wen Renlian on the other end of the line were in a state of shock.

They dared not delay any longer and were busy telling the embellished story. Specifically hiding Chi You's threat, "He said he wanted to hear your confession and asked us to help him along to get you to make your feelings known to him, and if we succeeded, he would find out the date of Teng Bi's death and tell us."

Jiang Luo, after being stunned, cried out in disbelief and wondered, "Is that all?"

Chi You went to all that trouble just to hear his confession?

"Yes, that's it," Wen Renlian said bitterly, "we tried you out and knew you liked him too. So we took it upon ourselves to work with him. I'm sorry, Jiang Luo, that we kept it from you."

When he finished, he sighed lightly and quickly.

It's been so hard to hide from my friends, and these fifteen days are now the easiest Wen Renlian has ever felt.

As Jiang Luo listened to this sigh, he felt as if the anger in his heart had also been sighed out.

Jiang Luo's heart was indeed cold after he guessed that he had been deceived by Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu. However, Jiang Luo's heart softened after they apologised and explained everything in good faith.

But he disliked this way of deceiving him.

Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu offered to apologise and Jiang Luo planned to talk to them later, saying that he would forgive them, but not now. Jiang Luo didn't believe them when they said that Chi You didn't know either.

As for Ge Wuchen ......

Jiang Luo laughed coldly twice, and instead of directly saying that he would forgive Wen Renlian and the two men, he said with a cold swish of air, "We'll talk about it when we get back."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and let them be apprehensive and anxious; it amounted to a punishment.

An hour and a half later, Jiang Luo arrived at Hotel Nine.

Ge Wuchen was standing in the lobby of the restaurant with a room card in his hand. When he saw Jiang Luo, there was a twinkle in his eyes and he wanted to say something but then stopped, "Master Jiang ......"

Jiang Luo, however, curled his mouth into a smile and leisurely took the room card from Ge Wuchen's hand, deliberately putting on a happy face, " Ge Wuchen, what a great day today."

Ge Wuchen's face faltered slightly as Jiang Luo's move clearly took him by surprise.

Jiang Luo smiled and kissed the room card, his whole body relaxed, "I heard that Chi You is in love with someone else? And that person is his saviour? Pfft, hahahahaha, this is a great thing, I can finally break up with Chi You. Ge Wuchen, it's your fault too, I'll treat you to dinner when I break up with Chi You."

He patted Ge Wuchen on the shoulder with heartfelt thanks and made his way to the lift with a smile on his face.

Ge Wuchen stiffened into stone, and it was only after the lift doors slowly closed that a look of horror snapped into his eyes.

This is not at all what he had in mind!

Jiang Luo's expression turns smirking as soon as the lift door closes.

Ge Wuchen's reaction reaffirms Jiang Luo's suspicions. But now that Jiang Luo has the situation under control, Jiang Luo wants to go along with the plan and see how Chi You will behave.

He was still a little suspicious, wondering if Chi You really didn't know? Was it really just a ludicrous attempt to force him to confess his love in this way?

Then this is too easy.

Jiang Luo made his way to the door of the room and pushed it open to see Chi You sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window waiting for him.

Jiang Luo closes the door and his emotions come up all at once as he looks grimly at his back.

Chi You turned around to see his eyes on the verge of eating him, and instead the evil spirit laughed out loud, "There you are."

He looked so pleased with himself that Jiang Luo's fists hardened and he wanted to smash them into his annoying face. Jiang Luo sneered, his expression covered in ice, "Who is he."

Chi You took a step towards him and, to Jiang Luo's surprise, he admitted dryly, "One of my puppets, a body for Liao Si."

Jiang Luo froze, his expression turning strange.

I'm surprised he just admitted it.

Jiang Luo's heart felt better as he looked at Chi You with a smirk, "What do you mean, are you playing a trick on me or lying to me? Or are you really in love with some life-saver and are afraid to tell me?"

Chi You raised his hand to touch Jiang Luo's cheek, but it was clutched by Jiang Luo's fierce, cold eyes, but Chi You's heart felt wonderful, and he said with a low smile, "That was all a lie."

Without Jiang Luo even having to ask, he went on to be frank: "Because I want to hear your confession."

Grass.

Did you really pull this fucking stunt just for his confession?

Jiang Luo's expression is clouded, as if he does not believe the evil spirit.

The evil spirit whispered, "I heard a conversation you once had with Wen Renlian in which you told him that you would break up with me if I gave up destroying the occult world."

He said, "You make me feel very insecure."

It could have been said by anyone, but not by Chi You. Jiang Luo got goosebumps as soon as he said it, barely managing to keep the condensed look on his face, "Really?"

Jiang Luo did not hold back this time and slammed his fist into the evil spirit's abdomen.

This punch was delivered with all his strength, and the evil spirit stumbled back two steps, slightly denting his abdomen. Chi You gave a seemingly genuine "hiss" and looked up at Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo moved his wrist, " Chi You, you're really something, you dare to use this method to fool me. Oh, I haven't let my anger out yet, if you don't want to really break up with me, then let me take it out properly. I fucking thought you didn't know about this and weren't involved in this, so you did?"

He looked around and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window to lower the bed curtains and take away the ties that held them in place.

Jiang Luo pushes Chi You onto the bed and binds his hands to the head of the bed, all the while his face is expressionless.

"I did not know," said the evil spirit, whose abdomen was slowly recovering, "until Ge Wuchen told me today, that I knew what he had done."

Jiang Luo snorted, "You think I'd believe that?"

Jiang Luo and Chi You's lover's relationship is not the same as a normal lover's relationship.

Perhaps one of them is crazy and the other is evil, so they cheat, tease each other and give each other trouble for fun. They can understand each other just as well, trust each other, and love each other deeply. This is their unique way of being together and their love for each other.

Jiang Luo got screwed this time and he could have conceded defeat, but he didn't like the way it went down.

One photograph made him realise how possessive he was of the evil spirit, but Jiang Luo doesn't want there to be a next time.

Men need to be tempered, and evil spirits even more so.

Jiang Luo, having tied him up, straddled Chi You in bed and sat handsomely on top of him, his fists clenched and raining down on Chi You.

His anger, jealousy and envy poured out in one heavy fist.

"Say," Jiang Luo pulled out Chi You's belt and lifted his shirt to reveal his abdomen, looking down at the evil spirit, his red lips coldly pursed, "who gave you the idea."

He gave Chi You a chance to tell the truth.

" Ge Wuchen, and your two friends that I threatened, Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu ," the evil spirit said in full, as he said seemingly, "they really did their best and went to a lot of trouble, especially your two friends, and I owe it all to them."

Fairly honest.

Jiang Luo thought this in his heart, but followed his words and deliberately lowered his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth straightened, " Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu ......"

He clenched his hand violently, with the look of a friend who had hurt his heart so much that it was cold.

The evil spirit's smile deepened and he asked, somewhat expectantly, "Are you sure you don't want to say anything to me?"

"Say what?" Jiang Luo opened his eyes, the ends of his eyes teasing up in mockery, "That you are mine and if you dare touch anyone, anyone who dares touch you, I will kill you all together?"

The evil spirit laughed lowly as he said pleasantly, "That's good too."

Jiang Luo tried to sneer, but as soon as his lips opened, he closed them again. Because Jiang Luo could see clearly that Chi You was genuinely happy, even a little comfortable.

He was in a good mood because of Jiang Luo's snide remark.

Jiang Luo realises in this moment that Chi You really cares about his 'confession'.

Jiang Luo was silent for a moment, "I thought the half month I spent hiding out in the deep woods with you was enough to show my attitude."

The evil spirit looked at him in silence.

He said, "That's not enough."

The evil spirit paused, "Especially if you plan to break up with me, that's not enough."

Jiang Luo was suddenly burning with rage again, and in this moment he couldn't tell if he was acting or exploding with real emotion, Jiang Luo slammed another punch onto the bed grazing Chi You's cheek, "So you let Ge Wuchen and my friends come together to deceive me?!"

He was breathing harder and harder, "If I didn't like you, would I have kissed you that once before you left? If I didn't like you, would I have slept with you three fucking times? You're fucking blind or stupid! Wouldn't you have asked me if you wanted to hear something like that?"

By the end of his sentence, he was roaring.

Jiang Luo's eyes burned red and his anger was directed straight at Chi You. Chi You jerked free, sat up from the bed and hugged him.

Satiated, delighted, all the emotions exploded into fireworks, causing the evil spirit's arms to tighten around Jiang Luo as he pressed him gently to the bed.

The bed was cluttered by the constant struggle and the bed creaked and rattled. Jiang Luo's hair is brushed against his head and he hears the evil spirit repeating itself over and over in his ears.

"I'm happy, Jiang Luo ," he whispered, "I'm happy."

Jiang Luo opened his mouth to gasp slightly and Chi You took the knot of his throat, kissing him deeply again to Jiang Luo's muffled grunts.

The kiss was so deep that the evil spirit's desire to love and possess was revealed in all its glory, and Jiang Luo, after a moment of breathless indifference, did not respond.

The evil spirits were as sincere as they were against him, their fingers dancing over Jiang Luo's body, trying to light Jiang Luo's fire.

The air became hotter and hotter as the ambiguous sounds echoed slowly around the room. After the kiss was over, Jiang Luo's lips tingled a little, and as he watched the dark fire grind out of the evil spirit's face, Jiang Luo raised his hand to touch his lips.

His eyes were fogged over and he looked a little lost in thought.

The evil spirit laughed twice and whispered in Jiang Luo's ear, "Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu have deceived you."

Jiang Luo's eyes darkened in tandem.

The evil spirit continued unhurriedly, as if compelling, "You see, friends who are trusted by you so much will also betray you for others. They will deceive you and will value many things more than you ...... Why do you still trust people like that?"

The evil spirit's words hit Jiang Luo squarely in the wound, and as Jiang Luo "loses his mind", he continues to speak of Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu's betrayal of Jiang Luo.

"None of your friends are worthy of your trust, Jiang Luo, all of them, no matter who they are, they will betray you ......"

The evil ghost lifted Jiang Luo's chin and looked deeply into Jiang Luo's eyes. The dark eyes of the evil ghost revealed a more important purpose that had been hidden for fifteen days, a dark and treacherous display of the evil ghost's dictatorial-like possessiveness. Renlian's trust in them.

Jiang Luo's trust and regard for his friends is particularly profound, and his friends can even influence Jiang Luo's decision to stay with Chi You, whether in private calls or in protective intimacy, so how could this not make the evil spirits jealous?

The evil spirit then threatens his friends and suggests that Ge Wuchen is misleading them, and by doing so, tries to sow discord between Jiang Luo and his friends.

The evil spirit wanted to cut off any overly deep emotions between humans and Jiang Luo, his voice low as if hypnotic, "The only person you can really trust in this world is me."

"Only I can make you trust and only I can protect you. Understand? Jiang Luo ."

Jiang Luo snapped out of it with a jolt of pleasure.

Ohhhhh ......

He seems to have caught the real purpose of Chi You.

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CHAPTER 212

JEALOUS HUSBAND OF THE EVIL SPIRITS

Every word the evil spirit speaks seems to be for Jiang Luo's own good, and every sentence hides a deep concern. In a few short sentences, he sketches out a bottomless abyss for Jiang Luo, as if Jiang Luo is standing at the edge of the abyss, one step forward and he will be stabbed by others and covered in blood, and the only way to be safe is to step back and retreat into his arms.

This drama came to an end when he finally charted his ultimate goal and revealed it.

Jiang Luo sobered up for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitching.

So Chi You has given up on killing his friends, but not on stirring up feelings between them.

The evil spirit's hands are still moving around Jiang Luo's body, and his voice is so low and disorienting that if Jiang Luo had really been irritated by Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu, he would have developed a dislike for his friend by now, as he had hoped.

But if the evil spirits really do what they want, I fear that first they will alienate their friends, then they will alienate everyone, and eventually Jiang Luo will be completely disconnected from human society except Chi You.

What a good plan ......

Once Chi You's purpose is revealed, the deception of Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu and the playfulness of Ge Wuchen all become evident. The people are like puppets on a stage being manipulated to sing a play, while the puppeteer is hiding in the darkness behind the curtain, pretending to be a spectator.

Jiang Luo should have been angry, but he was more than a little bemused and amused by the fact that Chi You had gone around in such a big circle just to stir up relations between him and his friend.

Chi You's words, "Only I can make you trust me, and only I can protect you," were so domineering that they were right up Jiang Luo's alley, making Jiang Luo's heart pound and his blood run like a wild horse on the prairie. He couldn't help but raise his hand to the back of Chi You's neck.

"Only trust you?" Jiang Luo murmured, his hands hard, grabbing Chi You's hair.

It is a question that is tempting enough and dangerous enough.

Chi You ostensibly wants Jiang Luo's trust, but in reality, he wants to monopolise Jiang Luo's entire affections. The evil spirit is a jealous man who is jealous of all those whom Jiang Luo thinks too highly of.

No one can resist the contrast between a vicious, hypocritical villain who goes to great lengths but only out of jealousy. But is Chi You really worth Jiang Luo putting him first, even over his friends?

By definition, a lover is a closer relationship than a friend. But he is Jiang Luo, and the other is Chi You.

Jiang Luo closes his eyes and contemplates that he is facing one of the most important tightrope in his life.

Beneath the wire is an abyss, and there are only two ways for Jiang Luo to reach the other side. Either reject Chi You, smash his overly possessive and controlling nature, tell him he will still trust his friends and tell him not to waste any more of this effort. The second, give him the most special and important emotions and relationships.

Like the kind of relationship where he goes into the operating room and the other person can sign the risk consent form.

Jiang Luo suddenly smiled, "OK, I agree."

The evil spirit did not expect to get the answer he wanted so smoothly, and he froze for a moment, giving Jiang Luo a somewhat incredulous look, and then stifled a laugh.

Jiang Luo lifted his upper body and held out a finger in front of Chi You's lips, "From now on, you are first in my heart and I will value you more than anyone else. But Chi You, you must also put me at the top of your list. And don't you ever lay a hand on my friends again, or think of picking a fight between us. Friends are friends and lovers are lovers, you don't need to be compared together."

The evil spirit had a cold look in his eyes, but smiled slowly, "Yes."

Jiang Luo looked at him, knowing that he had not given up yet, but could not help but wander off. He thought to himself, once the predestined man had told him that the only person in this world who could kill Chi You was him ...... He could kill Chi You, and Chi You was trying to protect him ......

He remembered again how Chi You had been ravaged by the Longquan water, almost to the point of death, and even now, Chi You was badly injured and not at all well.

Jiang Luo's heart ached again as he thought about the few hard punches he had just given him. He turned around and pressed himself against Chi You's body, a nameless fire rising once again, "Next time, say what you have to say, don't play such tricks with me."

He cursed through gritted teeth, but his hand brushed over Chi You's abdomen, suddenly softening his face again, "Does it hurt?"

He was so temperamental that anyone else would have trembled. The evil spirit, however, was well used, "Your fist, the pain is bearable."

Jiang Luo cackled and gave Chi You a few gentle rubs, "This is a crucial time to deal with the Fatal Man, I don't expect you to return to your original form, but didn't you want to kill him? Take care of your wounds these days. I've been heavy-handed before, Chi You, so settle down one of these days and don't force me to do anything to you."

Chi You smiled, "You've said everything."

Jiang Luo was used to confrontation with him, and he could hear the sarcasm in this statement. He laughed and laughed, and finally couldn't help but snort, "You're a real pain in the ass."

He smiled and leaned down to look into Chi You's eyes.

The emotions that had been squeezed out of him during the half months he and Chi You had been living and sleeping and running for their lives were now so full that they were overflowing, first cracking and then collapsing in a total collapse that caught Jiang Luo, the master, off guard. The lust, the love, the madness in the evil spirit's eyes was so obvious and inciting that Jiang Luo looked at him steadily, his breath almost ragged with the fullness of emotion.

" Chi You."

He said, "I've wanted to meet you since a long, long time ago."

Perhaps it started with his boring life in a design house, or perhaps with a 3,000-word review for Chi You.

Jiang Luo reaches out and slowly rubs his fingers over Chi You's face.

From the tip of Chi You's eyebrows, to the high bridge of his nose, to the corners of his mouth that had always hung high. Jiang Luo's fingers are warm, his nose is hot, and a strange sensation rises in Chi You's heart as the tickle from Jiang Luo's fingers seems to travel from his face to his heart and then to his limbs.

"Is that so?" The corners of the evil spirit's mouth couldn't help but grow higher.

He wanted to ask for more details, but looked at Jiang Luo's distracted expression and did not interrupt.

Finally, Jiang Luo lowered his head and bit him hard on the lips, seeing blood coming out before he got up and braced himself against Chi You's chest.

This evil spirit, revered by countless people, is staying in his bed and will go into a frenzy over himself ......

Jiang Luo looks at the evil spirit from above for a long time, takes a deep breath and reaches out to feel for a moment.

The evil spirit took Jiang Luo's expression in stride as he looked at him and furrowed his lustrous brow. Jiang Luo thought to himself that it would be better to suffer long term, but instead he ended up with a distorted expression of pain. Jiang Luo raised his hand to stop all Chi You's movements and waited for several minutes before slowly moving.

The movements are not very skilful, so it's a complete torture. Chi You's eyes were scarlet as he stared at Jiang Luo, blood streaked like spider silk, his arms covered in veins. But he could not move, for Jiang Luo had used the word spirit on him.

Jiang Luo moves to say the words, "If you betray me, I will kill you."

Jiang Luo chuckled lowly, bracing his hands at Chi You's side, his strong, lean waist bent slightly.

The slowly rising heat caused beads of sweat to drip down his body onto Chi You.

Jiang Luo said slowly, "We're not meant to be the same, but no matter how much trouble we cause each other, you'd better keep away from the others."

Chi You was hardened to the point where his forehead was sweating and his eyes were bloodshot, he gave a cold laugh and ordered, "I'll do anything you say, now move faster."

Jiang Luo narrowed his eyes and sat still, "Then repeat what I said?"

Jiang Luo smiled provocatively at him, but the next moment Chi You suddenly moved upwards, almost knocking Jiang Luo's legs out of joint. Jiang Luo slumped down and his left hand accidentally wiped off his character.

When Chi You finally managed to move, he sat up abruptly and half-pressed Jiang Luo against the wall at the head of the bed, cradling him completely in his arms from behind and sneering in Jiang Luo's ear, "Why don't you go on?"

Jiang Luo gritted his teeth, thinking that Chi You was a fucking beast that would always eat meat and would never become a good dog even if he was on a chain. He acts so affectionate off the bed, but he's a pervert in bed.

But the more perverted he became, the more excited Jiang Luo became, and Jiang Luo felt that he had become a pervert too.

They went on this rampage until nightfall. When it was over, Jiang Luo could not move a single finger, waiting for his body to repair itself. He looked lazily at the evil spirit who was smoking comfortably and said hoarsely, "Give me one."

The evil spirit raised an eyebrow, leaned down and gave him a puff of smoke from his mouth. Jiang Luo pushed him away in disgust, but the evil spirit caught him in another good kiss, and when he left, Jiang Luo felt a stinging pain in his mouth when he moved.

Jiang Luo's body is now more than ten times stronger than before, and as a result Chi You's ruthlessness follows suit. A vicious ghost and a living dead man, both at their best. Jiang Luo can even feel Chi You's excitement getting the better of him this time, as if he has tested the limits of what Jiang Luo can handle.

This range gives obvious satisfaction to the evil spirit.

Jiang Luo's eyebrows are relaxed, but he feels as if Chi You is more comfortable than he is.

How could he lose to a badly wounded evil spirit?

Looking upset at Chi You, Jiang Luo said deliberately, "I want to take a shower."

Chi You looked at him, said nothing and left the bed to put hot water on him.

Jiang Luo is mostly recovered, but he still asks Chi You to carry him into the bathroom as a matter of course. Throughout the shower, Jiang Luo is very fussy, asking Chi You to bring him water and tea, to fetch a mobile phone at one point, and to dislike the smell of the shower gel at another.

Chi You endured one by one and carried Jiang Luo out again. Jiang Luo frowned at the bed, not quite satisfied, "Why haven't the sheets and covers been changed?"

Chi You sniggered and casually slapped Jiang Luo, placing him on the sofa while he went over to the cupboard, pulled out a set of sheets and covers, and surprisingly made the bed with exceptional skill.

Jiang Luo sat on the sofa, his face just darkening, and looked at him again with some surprise, propped up on his arms, gradually lost in thought.

I didn't expect Chi You to be doing this kind of thing, and it seems to be more than he, who has been living alone for over a decade, is comfortable with.

As Jiang Luo watched, the corners of Chi You's mouth curled up in a seemingly unnoticed way, and his movements became more fluid and graceful.

Jiang Luo reached out, but before he could be picked up by Chi You, the two men heard a sharp sound of a plank cracking and they rushed to the source of the sound, which was coming from the bed.

Within seconds, the bed collapsed with a click in front of them.

Jiang Luo: "......"

What does this mean.

Jiang Luo is a little embarrassed as he Yu Guang glances over at Chi You, who raises his eyebrows slightly and the corners of his mouth lift meaningfully.

To break the eerie atmosphere, Jiang Luo coughed, "Where's my bag?"

Chi You brought his bag to him, Jiang Luo opened it and gave Chi You the ghost trapped by his clothes. Chi You obviously didn't expect him to give him a ghost, so he looked up and saw that Jiang Luo had poured the last of Yuan Tianzhu's and Chi You's stone hearts onto the table.

Chi You Once again, out of the blue, "You ......"

Jiang Luo had brought all this with him, so that if Chi You really betrayed him, he would simply crush Yuan Tianzhu and his heart in front of Chi You. Of course, he can't say such things now, so Jiang Luo casually tosses them to Chi You, "Take it."

Chi You took it securely, keeping a firm eye on Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo was a little uncomfortable with the way he was looking at him, so he didn't want to stay. After getting dressed, he stopped Chi You, who was about to send him away, and sneered, "Chi You, this is not the end of the matter. You are not allowed to come to me without my permission, not even to see me in private, not until I come to you. If you don't listen to me, we'll keep on messing around."

Chi You frowned.

Jiang Luo was about to walk out, but he suddenly remembered something and turned back with an expressionless face, "I don't want to see Ge Wuchen again. If he dares to use some tactics on me again, I will deal with him directly."

Chi You, unconcerned and unperturbed, said, "You may do with him as you please."

Downstairs, Ge Wuchen is still waiting in the hall. Upon seeing Jiang Luo, he gives him a quick once-over and is secretly relieved.

Jiang Luo is heavily marked by signs of having finished rolling in bed, and it looks like he hasn't broken up with his owner yet.

Ge Wuchen is happy and scared. He thought that if he could trap Jiang Luo once, he could trap him a second time, but he had forgotten that Jiang Luo was now strong enough to break up with Chi You even after offending him.

When he sees Jiang Luo, Ge Wuchen instinctively wants to avoid him, he can't afford to mess with Jiang Luo right now. But then he thought, he had screwed Jiang Luo once, and Jiang Luo had been able to pay him back by the hand of Chi You, so how could he not pay him back this time? He might as well be the first to apologise, at least it would be more sincere.

At once Ge Wuchen walked quickly to Jiang Luo, bowing with an uncommonly respectful expression and an uncommonly low attitude, and opened his mouth to admit his mistake and beg for forgiveness, "Master Jiang, I have offended you this time, but I am at your disposal for punishment."

Jiang Luo kept his feet, laughing carelessly, "Punishment, how dare I punish the famous Buddha's son Ge Wuchen?"

Ge Wuchen's eyelids jumped and his expression became even more pious, "Master Jiang, this is too conceited for the little monk, feel free to order anything you want, and the little monk will definitely make amends with his liver and brain."

Jiang Luo paused on his feet and suddenly smiled, " Ge Wuchen, Master Ge, are you telling the truth?"

Ge Wuchen's heart pounded and he forced a smile, "Of course."

"Then you should become a small artist in the entertainment industry, get me more offerings and sell me peace and blessings," Jiang Luo curled his lips at him, "I have an acquaintance who is going to do a variety show, I will recommend you to him, I hope you can work hard then and get more fans, don't degrade I hope you can work hard and gain more fans, so that you don't ruin Ge Wuchen's reputation."

Jiang Luo really wants to see Ge Wuchen doing this kind of work on TV.

He gives Ge Wuchen a couple of fake smiles and turns to leave.

It was eleven o'clock at night when we returned to the mountain.

Jiang Luo saw two figures standing in front of his door from a distance, and when he saw them, he knew it was Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu.

When they saw Jiang Luo's return, they took two steps forward, but were afraid to get too close to him.

The two men are filled with guilt, their lips open and close, but not a word can come out.

Jiang Luo actually stopped being angry a long time ago.

Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu are also poor people who have been counted, not to mention the fact that they have done nothing and have even come forward to tell Jiang Luo everything. They have been through thick and thin together, battling through paper men's villages and deep-sea ships, and have fought for others in anxiety and fatal crises. A lifelong friendship cannot be erased by a single lie, and Jiang Luo is the first to lie if we are to pursue the matter.

Still, he ignored the two men and pushed his way into the house alone, closing the door again.

Jiang Luo didn't care about this one time, but didn't want it to happen again. He intends to take the opportunity to make them understand that they should not trust Ge Wuchen in the future and that if they are threatened again, the best thing to do is to tell him directly.

Outside the house, Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu look at Jiang Luo's closed door and smile bitterly at each other.

As they walked a little further away, Ge Zhu said listlessly, " Jiang Luo is totally pissed off this time, will he ever forgive us?"

Wen Renlian sighed; it was because they knew Jiang Luo would forgive them that they were so guilty.

Wen Renlian had a long day of thinking, starting with the threat from Chi You and ending with Ge Wuchen's ploy, and the more he thought about it, the more complicated it became, and in the end he just felt a headache.

When he was threatened, didn't he know that telling Jiang Luo would be the best thing to do?

Of course Wen Renlian knew that, after all, Chi You's words clearly meant that he was deeply in love with Jiang Luo, and if Wen Renlian had told Jiang Luo, he could have told Jiang Luo to deal with Chi You.

But Wen Renlian doesn't know Chi You, and he doesn't know if Chi You will be angered by his tattletale. Besides, Jiang Luo had said he wanted to break up with Chi You, so by telling Jiang Luo, wasn't he forcing Jiang Luo to accommodate Chi You?

Not to mention Jiang Luo's ability to defeat Chi You. In Wen Renlian's eyes, Jiang Luo has always been a good-natured and friendly person, bold and calm, so how can Jiang Luo be able to defeat the evil spirit Chi You?

Even though Jiang Luo had turned into a living dead man, they had never seen Jiang Luo's power before. How could Wen Renlian dare to rest assured in such a situation?

What's more, he had experienced the ghosts of his dreams first hand.

The ghosts were so horrible that the thought of them made Wen Renlian sweat.

He watched his friends die one by one, watched ghosts kill and people kill. Every second he spent in the dream was more terrifying to Wen Renlian than the most dangerous situations he had ever encountered in reality. Wen Renlian will never forget how he felt, and he really didn't dare to gamble on making the world look like it did in his dreams.

If he hadn't seen Jiang Luo's face at the last moment, and his instinct to feel bad, he probably wouldn't have told him the truth.

Jiang Luo was now so cold to them ...... Wen Renlian let out a bitter laugh and looked up at the moon in the sky which was hidden by clouds.

It's all he deserves.

It's just that there are so many difficult things in a person's life that they can't help themselves with.

Jiang Luo slept comfortably and the next morning, Master Cheng De came to his door to discuss the time of the "true coming of the gods", "I'm all set, when will you be ready?"

Jiang Luo felt the power of the offerings that had been building up over the past few days, and he nodded slowly, "Now it's done."

Bai Qiu and Fu Wei are doing a great job, as evidenced by the increasing power of their offerings these days, and celebrities who are loved by their fans are indeed a little more powerful in their offerings than ordinary people.

Master Cheng De was overjoyed and reached out to calculate the date and was even more overjoyed, "Tomorrow is a good day! I'm inviting some of my prestigious friends to Jokhang Temple today, so you can come 'down' early tomorrow morning when the clouds start to rise?"

Jiang Luo nods, "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

Master Cheng De left in a hurry after talking to him. Just in time Sai Liaoer came in with breakfast, which was unusually generous today, and Jiang Luo took one look at it and grunted, " Wen Ren and Ge Zhu prepared this?"

Sai Liaoer exclaimed, "How did you know?"

Jiang Luo clears the table and smiles without saying a word.

On this day Jiang Luo sat back and did not go out to train Chen Long nor did he go out to meet anyone going in and out of Jokhang Temple. He stayed inside chatting with Sai Liaoer, the two of them playing backgammon.

Outside the window, Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu pass by their door three or four times. Sai Liaoer, scratching his ears at the chessboard, did not notice them. But Jiang Luo saw them, and counted that they had come by five times in one morning alone.

They come over and are afraid to come in, so they just turn around and leave each time.

Jiang Luo was so angry that he couldn't even argue with him. If you want to come in, come in. You are so hesitant, how can he come down if you don't hand him a step?

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CHAPTER 213

NEW YEAR'S GREETINGS FROM THE PREDESTINED

However, Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu did not pick up on Jiang Luo's mood, and they came back for a few more laps in the afternoon before leaving in the night.

Lu Youyi Ye Xun had left Jokhang Temple a few days earlier so that the Fates would not find out that it was a trap.

Sai Liaoer came back from the window, "Jiang, they've gone, it's just me and you now."

Jiang Luo rested his cheeks boredly, "Yeah, it's just the two of us."

Sai Liaoer will be working as usual in the evenings, so he'll be in bed to catch up on his sleep while it's still early.

Jiang Luo couldn't sleep, so he went back to tormenting Ge Wuchen, especially when he saw how he dared not speak out.

But not long after, someone applied to add Jiang Luo as a WeChat friend. Before Jiang Luo could agree, his WeChat friend was automatically approved.

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows and grunted twice, already knowing who the other party was.

Sure enough, the other party sent a message: [The date of Teng Bi's death is given to you, come out and meet me tonight].

We just met yesterday, okay?

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes, [Teng Bi died trying to save me, if you knew the date of his death, why didn't you take it out in advance].

The other person said, [I just found it too].

It turns out that he went out not only to devour ghosts to recover his ghostly energy, but also to find the date of Teng Bi's death.

Jiang Luo gave him a thumbs up emoji.

The evil spirit commanded, [Come out to me].

Jiang Luo refuses and smiles as he drops the villain's appetite, [You lost to Wen Renlian and the others, remember to give the lottery to them in time. Perhaps the quicker you give it to them, the quicker I can get over it.

At about one in the morning, Hei Wuchang suddenly appeared in the room, holding a wailing stick and a chain of souls, and when he saw Jiang Luo, he gave a slight nod, "Sir Jiang."

Jiang Luo smiled and took three sticks of incense from the side and lit them for Hei Wuchang, "Brother Black, when you're done with your work tonight, could you please go and find Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu ? They've got the date of Teng Bi's death."

Hei Wuchang nodded: "Naturally."

He finished receiving the incense and handed the hooked chain to Sai Liaoer. Sai Liaoer opened his eyes and yawned, regaining all memory, with wan eyes, waving resignedly to Jiang Luo and following Hei Wuchang, "Jiang, don't leave me the light, I don't expect to be back until morning ...... "

Sai Liaoer was right, and he did not return until dawn. Jiang Luo stayed up all night, waiting for the appointed time, and quietly went up the hill through the back door.

At five o'clock in the morning, Master Cheng De deliberately asked his friends to go and collect the morning dew.

His friends laughed at him for playing fancy at an older age, but Master Cheng De laughed, "When there's enough dew, I'll take it and make you some tea, just the pointy tea I've hidden in the bookcase!"

Daoist Master Cheng De's friend, Daoist Master Floating Dust, who always liked to poke fun at Master Cheng De, stroked his beard and immediately said, "What kind of day is it today, the sun has come out of the west? How dare you bring out your precious tea for us to drink?"

Someone actually looked up towards the west, "Let me see if the sun is really coming up from the west ...... Wait! What's that, what's that?!"

The crowd looked up and to the west.

This morning was heavy with moisture, the sky was a little overcast, and the clouds at the top of the mountain were overlapping and tinged with a greyish haze, so that under normal circumstances they could not even see the top of the mountain. But the crowd watched in amazement as Jin Guang flashed in the clouds, hidden in the mist and fog.

"That's, that's-"

The dragon's head peeks out of the clouds and disappears again. The golden tail of the dragon swayed gently and swam sinuously. Someone screamed in alarm, "That's a dragon!"

Master Cheng De's face was equally pale and his eyes were filled with ecstasy and shock. He knew what Jiang Luo would do, but he had never imagined that seeing it with his own eyes would have such a shocking effect. He shook his finger and said, "There's a man sitting on the dragon!"

Only then did the reminded crowd realize that there was a figure faintly on the golden dragon, but they were so far from the ground that they could only see the size of a black dot, and Daoist Master Floating Dust's eyes glared dry and sour, "I can't believe someone can sit on a dragon ...... Isn't this a god?"

Master Cheng De was instantly grateful to Daoist Master Floating Dust and thought to himself with joy that he would pour you an extra cup of tea later on. With tears in his eyes, he said, "If this is truly divine, it's worth dying for me, Cheng De, to see this scene at this age!"

When he finished, he made a long bow.

When the others heard this they hurriedly followed suit and worshipped, looking increasingly frenzied as they discussed, "Which old ancestor came down here?"

"Shall we set a table for the golden dragon and the gods?"

"The golden dragon is coming our way! It's coming!"

The golden dragon came down from the sky with lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye, smashed like a boulder far away from the crowd in an empty temple at the far end. The crowd was turned into a log when Master Cheng De suddenly drew his legs and ran in that direction, "That's my new temple at Jokhang Temple, I haven't had time to invite the Bodhisattva statue in yet, and now the golden dragon has descended on the temple with the gods, quick, let's go and have a look!"

The crowd, already dumbfounded, rushed after him. Master Cheng De, a big fat man, was able to run ahead at first, but eventually he watched as each of his friends ran past him, rushing forward with the excitement of a dog being let out of its cage.

When the group arrived at the entrance of the temple, Master Cheng De, panting for breath, was pushed to the front of the group and urged, " Cheng De, this is your place, so it is your turn to ask. Knock on the door and let's see what's going on inside!"

Master Cheng De was just about to speak when an invisible force came from inside the temple.

This power was extremely thick and powerful, with a few moments of generous and gracious divinity, which instantly and rapidly eroded from the temple to its surroundings like sea water.

Someone who knew the fatalist murmured, "This feels so much like the fatalist ......"

Master Cheng De fell to his knees with weak legs and tears streaming down his face, "I didn't think a god would really come to Jokhang Temple, go and ask the abbot!

The abbot soon arrived and he and Master Cheng De excitedly helped each other into the temple and quickly came out again. The two men then knelt before the temple and hugged and cried, and their words confirmed the crowd's suspicions that a true god had indeed come.

The crowd erupted.

On the same day, the news of the Jokhang Temple's arrival to the Wild Gods spread as fast as a prairie on fire. From the next day onwards, a large number of people went to Jokhang Temple to worship the true god.

However, the true God does not see many people and does not like to be disturbed. But even if they don't see the true God, there is still a steady stream of worshippers who are content to have the privilege of worshipping him.

......

North, Ice Caves.

The Fate opened his eyes slowly and looked to the god who reported the news, "You say that a true god has come to Jokhang Temple?"

The Jokhang Temple was the starting point for the idea of becoming a god, and the Jokhang Temple has always been monitored by the Jokhang people.

The god of style said, "More than one person has seen the true god descend on a golden dragon in the Jokhang Temple."

The predestined man closed his eyes again.

Frost fell in thin layers of snow on his eyelashes.

Every now and then drops of water drip from the corners of the ice caves and fall into the standing water on the ground, just as the heart of the fatalist has rippled.

The predestined person wants to become a god beyond measure.

For two hundred years, he has used countless methods, yet he is always one step away from becoming a god, and there is a heavenly barrier in front of the predestined man, so that the predestined man is always unable to cross it.

As long as it has something to do with God, even the most dangerous places will be explored by the Destined. This trip to Jokhang Temple was a sure thing.

Just ......

The Fatalist sighed softly.

Ever since Jiang Luo sucked half of the power of the offering away, the Fatal Man has not appeared in front of people in his true form.

This trip out was destined to be full of crises, not only because the predestined man had become weaker, but also because someone would definitely set up a heavy crisis to kill him.

Chi You is no longer a threat to the predestined. But Jiang Luo is not dead. Not only is he not dead, but Jiang Luo has become the living dead.

The Fatalist smiled inexplicably at the thought. He stood up, "Let's go and see, then."

It didn't take long for the Fates to arrive at Jokhang Temple.

But instead of entering Jokhang Temple, he took the god of style to a nearby hill and looked down on the temples inside Jokhang Temple from above.

Having not been back to Jokhang Temple for a long time, the Custodian was relieved that "Jokhang Temple has changed for the better since I left, it's a completely different place."

The god of style pointed to the temple on the north and south side, "It is that temple where the golden dragon and the true god descend."

The predestined man nodded his head and held out his fingers to pinch up.

If the other person is a god, divining what is associated with the god will only backfire on oneself. The predestined person divines more ambiguous questions out of caution.

Whether there is a god in the temple.

This divination took several times as long as the predestined man's usual divination, and after an hour, the predestined man's fingers stopped and his eyes lit up with a frenzied fire.

The answer is yes.

Jokhang Temple has actually descended to the true God!

The predestined man, his eyes burning at the temple, immediately turned and descended the hill.

As he walked briskly towards Jokhang Temple, the abbot and Master Cheng De were already waiting at the door. They weren't surprised to see the Custodian, but respectfully, distantly and politely said, "Custodian, what brings you here?"

Thinking that it was the True God who had divined his whereabouts, the Fated One smiled gently, "I have heard that Jokhang Temple has descended upon the True God, so of course I have come to pay my respects."

Master Cheng De laughed bitterly, "This god has not seen a single person since he descended into our temple. I am afraid it is not easy for you to see him."

"If it were really that easy to meet God, I wouldn't have had to search for years in the past," said the predestined man, unconcerned, "I was ready for it."

As the abbot himself led him towards the temple, Master Cheng De explained how Jokhang Temple had changed over the decades. As he passed the Tibetan Buddhist Temple, burnt to the ground, he paused and glanced sideways before continuing on his way.

Master Cheng De followed: "The Tibetan Buddhist Temple has not been rebuilt because the scriptures are not enough to support a Tibetan Buddhist Temple, and because keeping the ruins here is a constant reminder of what Ge Wuchen's sinful disciple has done. "

He grunted coldly and said hatefully, "If I could go back to that time again, I'd rather kill him than let him set fire to Tibetan Buddhist Temple and his masters and uncles!"

The abbot said solemnly, " Cheng De!"

Master Cheng De sighed and waved his hand to say no more.

It did not take long for them to walk up to the temple where the true God had descended. Master Cheng De smiled and said, "Knowing that you were coming, I had long since dispersed the incense-bearers who had come to worship. If you can really meet the true God, you must tell us what the difference is between the gods and us ordinary people!"

The predestined man looked fixedly at the temple and smiled, "Naturally."

Master Cheng De closed the door of the temple as soon as the predestined person walked in, leaving the predestined person a separate space.

The House.

Sai Liaoer was so nervous that he kept his mouth tightly shut and followed Jiang Luo as he watched the screen of his mobile phone.

Jiang Luo keeps his ears open for the action outside, the corners of his mouth hooked up as he chats with Sai Liaoer by way of typing.

[This is a good angle, with four cameras from the southeast and northwest capturing him tightly].

State-of-the-art stealth camera given by the state, with clear picture, large transmission range, fast speed and extra stable signal.

Sai Liaoer snickered, [Jiang, is he really over two hundred years old? Looks so young.]

Jiang Luo said: [He could be your ancestor].

The host took three incense sticks and lit them, worshipped them in a flowing manner, and inserted them into the censer.

Only after doing so did he look towards the closed wooden door with a smile and ask, "What is your lordship's name?"

Jiang Luo does not squeak.

The Predestined knew that gods were different from mortals, and even though he was a false god, he was only slightly better than a mortal in the eyes of a true god. He hadn't taken such a posture as a junior in a long time, but when faced with the opportunity to become a god, he would step into it without batting an eye, not to mention being respectful, even if there was a mountain of fire in front of him.

He remained in the position of bending over to worship the gods, and this worship lasted until nightfall, when he came to Hei Wuchang.

The light in his eyes increased as the predestined man saw Hei Wuchang enter the house, and he became even more certain that it was a true god in name only.

The chance to receive guidance from the true gods, the predestined would not let go of it in any case.

After a while, a cold voice that seemed real came from inside the house, "I'm going to rest."

The Fatalist said, "Then I will come back tomorrow to ask for advice."

The voice in the room said faintly, "Come back when you understand how to worship the gods."

The host retreated as he was told, his brow furrowed slightly.

Master Cheng De had prepared a meditation room for him to rest in, and the host returned to the room and asked the god of style beside him, "How did you worship me?"

The god of style was uncertain, "Kneel down and offer you incense ......"

The predestined man was thoughtful.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the door to Jiang Luo's temple was opened, and the host stepped in on time, asking the gods to close the door and keep watch outside, while he walked up to Jiang Luo's closed door.

Jiang Luo stares straight at the screen, giddy with desire to know what the Fatalists will do.

Sai Liaoer had been working all night and was too sleepy to keep his eyes open, but he used his hands to keep his eyelids open and followed Jiang Luo's excitement on the screen in order to watch the show.

Surrounded by four invisible cameras, the predestined man dropped dryly and quite frankly to his knees.

The moment his knee hit the ground, Jiang Luo quickly took a picture of it and sent it to the class, with a message to Chi You.

The picture shows the fatalist on his knees with the words "The fatalist pays his respects.jpg".

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CHAPTER 214

FOOLING AROUND

With a single screenshot, Jiang Luo was able to con his way into several large red packets.

The group went crazy with laughter, spoofing the picture with different words to make different emoji packs. Jiang Luo laughed at their antics and went back to WeChat to ask Chi You: [Was it good?

Chi You's response was several red packets representing silent mockery.

Jiang Luo took it all, [is this real money?

[Dear Jiang, I have lots and lots of money, apart from plutonium,] Chi You said slowly, [enough to take you anywhere in the world to enjoy life.

Jiang Luo picked up the man's hint, [You want to travel with me?

The evil spirit said, [I just want to spend half a month with you again].

Chi You was unhappy with the frail and draggy image he had left of Jiang Luo during his escape from Dawu Mountain. He wanted to replace his previous wretchedness with a strong and perfect look.

But Chi You didn't tell anyone, and when he opened his eyes and found himself alive, when he saw Jiang Luo beside him, wearily protecting him, an extremely strange emotion rose up in him like never before, a subtle and strange emotion that seemed to scream contentment and a sense of security.

Chi You never thought that he would be able to open his eyes again after losing consciousness, and that Jiang Luo would not give up on him even though he had become a drag.

It was a whole new experience for him.

Travel?

Jiang Luo was shamefully moved to look at Sai Liaoer, who was still watching the screen with great interest, and typed: [Sai Liaoer, is there any place in your country that is suitable for travel?

Sai Liaoer was not sleepy when it came to this, and enthusiastically told Jiang Luo about the famous tourist attractions in his country, and warmly invited him: [Jiang, our country is going to have a carnival soon, do you want to go?

Jiang Luo rubbed his chin seriously and said: [I will think about it.

The deliberately neglected predestined man knelt for three days, in a most respectful and pious manner, arriving each morning and leaving before the temple closed, without taking a break to eat, for twelve hours at a time. But although the predestined man stooped to worship Jiang Luo, he did not appear humble and pitiful; on the contrary, the predestined man was generous and unassuming. Who would think that a sincere worshipper of God is flattering and pleasing? Onlookers will only see his sincerity.

At the end of the third day of worship, the host smiled as he rose from the ground, "It is late today, so I will disturb you tomorrow."

Just as he was about to leave, the true God, who had watched him kneel in silence for three days, finally said, "Why have you come?"

The true god's tone was faint, and contained a few moments of doubt. Yet this doubt is all very thin, as if it were an irrelevant enquiry at the sight of an ant walking against the grain.

With a twinkle in his eyes, the fatalist respectfully bowed, "My junior would like to ask you for a few words of instruction."

The true gods asked, "What are you being instructed about?"

The Predestined said, "Instruct the late generation how to become a god."

This time, the true God was silent for a long time.

Such silence was silent, yet it seemed to reveal everywhere a mockery of the predestined man. The predestined man lowered his eyes and waited in silence for the words of the true God.

After a long silence, the True God said directly, "You cannot become a god."

The fatalist smiled gently, his expression not seeing defeat, "Why?"

"How can a mortal become a god?" The True God said.

The word "mortal" made the Fatalist's smile fade, the Fatalist's desire to become a god had almost become an obsession, his two hundred years of hardship was to get rid of the category of "mortal", these two words were the Fatalist's least favourite words, almost like poking a knife at The flesh and blood of the fatalist.

He asked rhetorically, "Why can't a mortal become a god? Since ancient times there have only been many legends of people becoming gods, immortals and Buddhas, so why can't I?"

The predestined man bowed once more, "I would also like to ask the senior to guide me."

The True God asked in disbelief, "Why do you want to become a god? For an immortal official's salary, or for immortality and longevity in heaven and earth?"

The Predestined One's expression became distant as he looked at the resting summit of Jokhang Temple, where the evening sun had darkened and enveloped a side of heaven and earth. It was as if he saw himself once finding the way to godhood for the first time in the Jokhang Temple Tibetan Buddhist Temple, "I became a god, not for this."

"For as long as I can remember, I've been thinking about something," the predestined man said, simply sitting anywhere, through a door panel, and discussing it with the true god in the room, "I've been wondering if there is a god in this world or not."

"We worship the gods, make offerings to them, ask them for prayers, and use their power to suppress evil spirits and demons. It is reasonable to say that if there are ghosts and spirits, there are gods, but who has ever seen a real god descend?"

"The Buddhist Siddhartha Mani became a Buddha by cutting his flesh and feeding it to an eagle. The ancestor of Taoism, Zhang Tian Shi, also cultivated from a human being to become a divine being. The old master beheaded and collected the six heavenly ghost kings on Mount Qingcheng, and began to separate human beings from ghosts, and his merits were completed and he ascended to heaven. The two religions of Buddhism and Taoism worship them, and with the power of Buddha and the Ancestors they subdue demons and remove karmic obstacles, but has anyone really seen these two? And do these two really exist?"

As if forgetting that there was a true god right next to him, the Fated One slowly said, "I became a god not for immortality, nor for heavenly spells. I was just curious. There are always people who want to do something for the sake of curiosity. Until they do, who can prove that they exist or don't exist? When I was young I didn't think anyone would land on the moon in a few hundred years either. It's like other people look at me and think that becoming a god is just a distant dream of mine, something that can't be achieved."

He suddenly smiled, his eyes showing reminiscence, "I have lived for two hundred years, and when I went out to look for traces of God and Buddha, I have seen many wars and national disasters, large and small, including the most difficult times. I have seen many people die in exile and in exile. There were people whose own children were starving to death and who were starving to the bone themselves, yet they still had food left over to worship the gods and Buddhas. They pinned their hopes on the Taoist temples and begged the gods to relieve them of their suffering, but I didn't see the gods actually respond to their believers."

"Those who are dying will seek God and worship Buddha, and those who live long will also seek God and worship Buddha; those who have sinned deeply want to be cleansed of their sins, and the righteous want God and Buddha to punish those who hold the butcher's knife in their hands."

"Unlike them, I don't seek gods for longevity or to pray. I just want to try and see if I can respond to my followers if I become a god," the predestined man said indifferently, "I just want to see what it is like after becoming a god. As long as I can become a god, even if I die after becoming a god, I will be willing to do so."

He speaks gently, yet tersely. The predestined man seeks the Way, not for profit, not to escape from life and death; he has no desires, so he looks down on the hundreds of beings who go to the gods and worship Buddhism for their own desires.

Even if the one who says he "cannot become a god" is a true god, the predestined man does not believe in the words of a true god.

Jiang Luo was silent for a long time, and I must say that the Predestined had his own theories, and his theories were extremely convincing. Even Sai Liaoer could not help but look pensive as he listened, thinking that what he said made sense.

The Fatalist had lived for two hundred years, he had seen everything and already had his own set of logic. Jiang Luo was not led astray by him, but only felt deeply the Predestined Man's paranoia about becoming a god.

The more paranoid he is, the better his plans will go.

Only after a long time did the True God say indifferently, "All appearances are illusory."

This is saying that the predestined person is caught up in the world.

In the Heart Sutra it is said that "all dharmas are empty" and that the essence of the phase is emptiness, but one should not cling to the essence of emptiness and be paranoid that the phase is empty.

The predestined man knew the meaning of this statement, which was nothing but to say that he was too obsessed with becoming a god, instead of becoming one. The predestined man said humbly, "Please also ask for guidance from senior."

"You say that there are many legends of people becoming gods, immortals and Buddhas, and indeed there are many. From the smallest to Chang'e running to the moon, to Siddhartha Mani becoming a Buddha on the ground," said the true god in a distant voice, as if coming from far away, wrapped in a cloud-like haze, "the three hundred and sixty-five 'righteous gods' that were enthroned during the Western Zhou Dynasty's destruction of the Shang, most of them were enthroned after death. Most of the three hundred and sixty-five 'proper gods' who were enthroned during the destruction of the Shang Dynasty were enthroned after death. Confucius was revered as a saint and became a god after his death, and Qu Yuan and Wu Zixu were no different. Since ancient times, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors could also become gods after their deaths, and even Guan Er Er, who is particularly believed in by Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, was also crowned as a god after his death and became the 'Great Emperor of the Three Realms of Fulfillment', and Guan Er Er was the most successful person to change from a human being to a god."

"Precisely," the predestined man smiled and took over, "the mythology says that 'the wise and upright are gods', and most of the minor gods on earth, such as the city gods and land masters, are also ordained by the local officials after the death of those who have left a virtuous name. Senior looks at me, is it not enough to become a god?"

Since he was determined to become a god, he has not killed a single person. He had a virtuous name and enlightenment. When he was brought into Jokhang Temple by the abbot of Jokhang Temple, the abbot said that the predestined man had a Buddhist heart.

The heart is like a rock, and like a clear platform, not happy with things, nor sad with oneself.

Any way you look at it, it's a good material for becoming a god.

But Jiang Luo really did not believe that he could become a god. A man like the Predestined Man, who had been in the stage of being a false god for so many years, was still predicted to be killed by Chi You. If he could become a god, Jiang Luo would take his surname.

Jiang Luo was confident that he was going to start making things up, and although he hadn't read many Buddhist scriptures, no one had ever beaten Jiang Luo at making things up.

He said, "You were once a disciple of the Buddha, so you should know what the word 'Buddha' is. 'Buddha' means 'man foo', i.e. man don't want, i.e. to transcend the world and leave behind the ego."

The fatalist froze and frowned slightly.

"The Siddhartha Mani, as you call him, became a Buddha after death. The old ancestor you speak of also ascended after feathering, not to mention the other gods and immortals I spoke to you about, which of them did not become gods after death?" Jiang Luo said, "These gods and Buddhas have transcended themselves and are detached from worldly concepts, and have the great righteousness of having a heart for the world and being willing to sacrifice for others. I say how can a mortal become a god because you still have a mortal heart. Siddhartha Mani practised for twelve years from the time of her training to the time of her enlightenment, but you have not become a god, an immortal or a Buddha in two hundred years.

The Fatalist's face paled slightly.

"Eliminate the delusion of greed and anger, and pay off the karma of those you owe and hurt; you are obsessed with false fame, but you have violated the original righteousness of becoming a god. Use your false name to atone for your faults, and come back to pursue your path."

The predestined man was silent for a long time, "Are you asking me to admit my faults to everyone?"

The true gods of the temple did not answer him.

The predestined man continued to ask, "You are asking me to confess, the truth of my prophecy back then?"

The true God still does not answer.

The gas incense in the incense burner in front of the predestined person suddenly snapped with a snap, as if telling the predestined person the answer.

The fatalist looked at Nagasuka with a rare look of hesitation on his face.

"Seniors, this ......"

The Predestined have never heard of people with tainted reputations becoming gods.

The true god interrupted him, as if angered by the questioning of the predestined, and his voice turned cold, "Whether you become a god or not is your business, and whether you believe or not is also your business. You go away, I want to rest."

The predestined man stopped abruptly and withdrew from the temple in silence.

Jiang Luo waited for him to leave, stretched and began to pack his bags.

Sai Liaoer said curiously, "Jiang, what are you doing?"

"Travel," Jiang Luo shrugged, "go out for half a month, that's called a retreat, and when I leave, it's the fatalists who will be anxious."

Sai Liaoer nodded in confusion and wondered, "So where are you going to play?"

"Your country," Jiang Luo tucked a pair of pants into his backpack, the corners of his mouth lifting, "I still want to go surfing on the beach and play on yachts and watch gypsy girls belly dance, what the hell, I've wanted to go out for a long time, I have the money and the time, I can go wherever I want, after half a month of surfing. Come back with souvenirs for you."

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CHAPTER 215

ADOPTED BOYFRIEND

That evening Jiang Luo left Jokhang Temple silently with Sai Liaoer in tow.

The next morning, when the predestined man went to visit the true god again, he waited for a temple that was empty.

While the Jokhang Temple was in chaos, Jiang Luo had already boarded a plane for overseas.

Jiang Luo bought the tickets and got Chi You a temporary identity card.

On the plane, Jiang Luo sits by the window and Chi You sits in the middle. The evil ghost in his suit has his legs folded and the tips of his leather shoes swaying gently, revealing a slight impatience, for beside him there is another seat waiting for a guest to sit down.

This is a three-person side-by-side economy class cabin.

Jiang Luo, wrapped in a blanket handed to him by the stewardess, huddled comfortably in the corner of the seat, saw the look on Chi You's face, and after having fun, he set the rules in a serious manner, " Chi You, this is a society of laws, if you dare to hurt anyone along the way, let's just go home and stop playing."

The evil spirit leaned back, his dark eyes looking at him with a smirk.

Jiang Luo raises an eyebrow and looks at him.

The impatience on the villain's face really put away some and became subdued. He even drew out a newspaper and read it, saying leisurely, "Economy class, eh?"

"Who told me I didn't have any money?" Jiang Luo threw a blanket over his head, "I'm going to sleep, wake me up when I'm almost there."

Jiang Luo was so sleepy after a long night last night that he fell asleep within seconds of closing his eyes.

Chi You listened to his slow, steady breathing, put away the uninteresting newspaper in his hand and looked sideways at Jiang Luo, buried under the blanket.

Jiang Luo's face is so tightly covered that one wonders if he can even breathe. The sun is shining brightly today, already high in the sky at eight o'clock, and shining through the narrow window, tinting Jiang Luo's dark hair, which is tangled around his shoulders, with a few golden hues.

"Is this 38C, please?" A male voice rang out from the side.

Disturbed by the evil ghost in the eyes of displeasure, turned his head to look, a young boy in his twenties with a yellow visor is pursing his lips and looking at him, see the evil ghost look over, his face froze, suddenly a little embarrassed, "Hello ......"

Chi You withdrew his eyes without a ripple and continued to look absently at the newspaper in his hand.

The boy was so embarrassed to see him ignore him that he was at his wits' end, but luckily he eventually sat down with the help of the flight attendant.

As soon as Xu Shi sat down, he smelled the man's perfume coming from the man next to him. From the bow tie to the immaculate leather shoes, from the jewelled cufflinks on the sleeves to the elegant watch peeking out, everything is expensive and shows off the man's worth.

How can a man like this fly in economy class ...... Xu Shi wondered, and could not help but sigh at his good fortune, to sit with such a rich and handsome man on a plane, when fate comes really can not be stopped.

In order to live up to the opportunity given to her by God, Xu Shi made up her mind that she would get the man's contact information before the plane landed.

With that thought, he explained in a whisper, "Sorry, sir, it's my first time on a plane and I'm a bit unskilled."

But the man next to him was indifferent and did not even give Xu Shi a polite "yes".

......

Jiang Luo woke up naturally after two hours of sleep, and before he had completely woken up from his slumber, he heard a voice whispering beside him.

"Are you travelling abroad, sir? I am also traveling abroad, originally did not intend to go, but my cousin who lives abroad has been wanting me to go over and model for him part time, although I have been a model for a few years, but which is not as tall as European and American men, I am afraid that I will not do well ......"

Who is this guy who shows off his body in the open and in the dark.

Jiang Luo's ears twitched and he emerged from the blanket and looked to the side.

Chi You's brow is furrowed in impatience and the corners of his mouth are pressed down in a cold, hard way, as if he's annoyed to the point of killing someone at any moment. Next to him, a boy is attentively talking to Chi You, looking at him with a look that is not innocent.

Jiang Luo's eyes flashed and he was excited to see more, but Chi You noticed he was awake the next second and turned his head, "Awake?"

Xu Shi stopped abruptly when he realised there was someone else in the innermost seat. Hearing Mr. Chi's softer tone, Xu Shi's mind wanders and he looks inside to see Jiang Luo lifting the blanket and sitting up.

Jiang Luo met Xu Shi with a smirk, ignoring the surprise and subsequent defensive rejection in Xu Shi's eyes, and smiled as he extended his hand, "How are you?"

Xu Shi looked at him for a moment, reached out to shake his hand and asked, feigning curiosity, "Are you together?"

"Yes, we were together," Jiang Luo's hand rested on Chi You's arm, "you were talking all the way?"

If a one-sided conversation counts as chatting, Xu Shi Yu Guang glanced at Chi You and then at the hand that made him rest uncomfortably on Mr. Chi's arm and nodded deliberately, "Yes, but Mr. Chi is not very talkative, and I'm a bit of a nag."

Jiang Luo looked Chi You up and down in amazement, then looked at Xu Shi with admiration, "I've never met anyone who can talk to him for so long. I've never met anyone who can talk to him for so long.

Xu Shi was stunned, then her face flushed and the look in Jiang Luo's eyes softened, "Really? Mr Ji didn't mean it, he must have said that about you because you're close. He doesn't care about people, but he hasn't said I'm annoying and he's still polite to me."

Chi You stopped tapping his fingers on the armrest and looked down at Jiang Luo for a moment.

Jiang Luo gave a wink, "Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Chi You picked up the strong hint in his eyes, and the evil spirit's annoyance finally stifled as he gave Jiang Luo one last warning look and got up to head for the toilet.

When he had left, Jiang Luo sat down in Chi You's seat and looked at Xu Shi who had been staring at Chi You's back, the smile on his lips deepened, "Is my friend handsome?"

Xu Shi returned to her senses and said haughtily, "Mr. Chi is indeed very charming."

Jiang Luo leaned sideways and propped his head up, his face still flushed from sleep, his pretty face set against the clouds outside the window in a kind of richly coloured oil painting, so richly coloured that it pierced the eye. His smile was lazy and he winked at Xu Shi, "You even know his name after such a short time?"

Xu Shi smiles implicitly.

In fact, he didn't know Mr. Chi's name at all, he just happened to glance at Mr. Chi's airline ticket and saw the word "Chi".

Xu Shi is wary of this friend of Mr. Chi's because he is so good looking. But he was too good at talking and kept telling Xu Shi how special Mr. Chi was to him, so that Xu Shi herself was convinced that she was special to Mr. Chi as she listened.

The vanity in his heart was instantly satisfied, and the look in Jiang Luo's eyes became contemptuous. Even if Jiang Luo was good-looking, so what, hadn't he been scolded for being annoying after talking to Mr. Chi for two words? And after he had said so much, although Mr. Chi did not say a word back to him, he did not call him annoying either.

Thinking about it, Xu Shi felt happy and proud. He also wanted to hear more from Jiang Luo about Chi You, and pretended not to notice, "Is Mr. Chi seeing anyone?"

Jiang Luo sighed long and hard, "Don't look at him, he's sick in the head, he hasn't fallen in love once since he was a kid, no one can stand his temper."

Xu Shi, while happy that Mr. Chi was not seeing anyone, frowned at Jiang Luo's words, a little displeased, and his dislike for Jiang Luo rose, "How can you, as Mr. Chi's friend, talk about him like that?"

"Sorry, sorry sorry sorry," Jiang Luo changed his tune from good to bad, "but none of us friends can stand his temper, you see I've only said a word or two to him since I got on the plane. But he's really quite special to you ...... By the way, are you also a tourist?"

Xu Shi was eager to hear more about his special place, so he nodded and repeated his purpose for going abroad. Jiang Luo exchanged names with him and enthusiastically introduced him to the various tourist attractions. Xu Shi asked curiously, "You sound like you know a lot about foreign countries, do you go abroad a lot?"

Jiang Luo waved his hand, "I don't have the money for that, we are all hobnobbing with Chi You for food and drink, he comes and goes abroad a lot and knows it well. I went out with him this time to get a free trip."

It dawned on Xu Shi and he smiled, "Mr. Chi is so kind to you friends."

It was only when he looked at Jiang Luo that he added an undisguised contempt to his eyes.

Jiang Luo didn't seem to see it, during which he asked for Xu Shi's mobile number again, saying beautifully, "We're both out on a trip, we can hang out sometime, right? He's so bad-tempered, I really don't want to spend time with him. But he's so special to you, and if he runs into you during the trip, I guarantee he'll be happy."

Xu Shi was madly impressed but hesitated, "It's not a good idea, I don't know Mr. Chi well either, it's too awkward to travel together."

"It's okay, it's okay, we'll get to know each other," Jiang Luo said with a smile, "he's a cold-hearted person, you just have to meet him a few more times and it'll be done."

Xu Shi suddenly flushed red and said, "I didn't... I didn't mean that!"

He also pretended to be angry and told Jiang Luo, "Next time, don't say such things, I'll get angry if you do."

Jiang Luo hastily laughed, "I'm so sorry, I just couldn't help but get a little excited when I saw that this friend of mine was hopeful of getting off the hook."

As we speak, Chi You returns. When he sees Jiang Luo sitting in his place, chatting happily with the others, Chi You steps back and suddenly gives a gentle smile.

That smile caught Jiang Luo's eye and made his scalp tingle a little as he dutifully returned to his place.

Xu Shi didn't see anything wrong with Jiang Luo, his eyes were fixed on Chi You, he watched Chi You step back to his place and turned his head to chat with Jiang Luo.

Chi You had a chuckle in his voice, "Having a nice chat with someone else?"

Jiang Luo looked at Xu Shi, who had his ears pricked up, and his smile flashed, "Mr Xu is a very interesting man."

"Is that so?" Chi You's tone almost made Jiang Luo's hairs stand on end as he asked with interest, "How interesting is it?"

Jiang Luo rubbed the goose bumps on his arm and gave Xu Shi a deliberately exaggerated look, "No way, I just said a few words to him and you're jealous?"

Xu Shi suddenly became nervous and complained to Jiang Luo for suddenly saying something that crossed the line. At a time when his relationship with Mr. Chi was still rather rusty, wouldn't such a joke be a disgrace to each other? But he couldn't help being embarrassed and looking forward to Mr. Chi's answer.

Chi You looked at Jiang Luo with a deep, haunted look in his eyes, an icy danger that only Jiang Luo could see, "That's true too."

Xu Shi is red straight to the ears.

He coughed dryly and took a moment to slow himself down. When he looked back, Mr. Chi was still talking to Jiang Luo, and the two of them were going back and forth, the atmosphere seemingly not inserting itself into anyone. Xu Shi frowned unconsciously, intending to interrupt their conversation but not wanting to appear to be backing up. So, instead of talking to Chi You, he went to Jiang Luo, "How long is Mr Jiang planning to stay abroad?"

Jiang Luo smiled at Chi You and said, "That depends on how long Mr Chi wants to be rubbed up against me."

What a blood-sucking friend, Xu Shi's smile faded. He naturally follows Jiang Luo's gaze to Chi You, with a vague sense of expectation.

Will Mr. Chi take the initiative to invite him to travel with him?

Chi You snorted, "Then follow me forever."

The corners of Xu Shi's mouth froze and his smile slowly chilled.

Jiang Luo used Xu Shi to get through the tedious journey, with no mobile phones and nothing interesting to do. The two of them talk a lot, but Chi You, in the middle, is looking worse and worse, almost at the bottom of the barrel.

Luckily the plane landed in time.

While Xu Shi was chatting with Jiang Luo, Yu Guang kept an eye on Chi You and was a little anxious to see the impending separation. He pursed his lips and took down his luggage, unobtrusively writing the number on a slip of paper and holding it in the palm of his right hand. He then extended his left hand to Jiang Luo's, "Mr Jiang, nice to meet you, we can hang out sometime."

He intended to slip Mr. Chi his mobile phone number as he shook hands with him in passing.

Jiang Luo shook his hand and smiled, "Me too, Mr Xu, I hope -"

"Is that enough?" Chi You suddenly interjected.

His face was expressionless, as handsome as ever, but his aura had become twisted and oppressive. He reached out and took Jiang Luo's wrist, stiffly separating Jiang Luo and Xu Shi's hands that were clasped together.

Chi You looked at Jiang Luo, his dark eyes welling up with scarlet, and repeated the question, "Say something, have you played enough?"

Jiang Luo clearly saw Chi You's anger.

But that's how bad he is. From before to now, his favourite thing is to pull the tiger's teeth on the evil spirits and do things that make them unhappy to the extreme but can't be helped.

But Jiang Luo knows how to take the easy way out, and he smiles at Chi You, secretly squeezing her hand. But Xu Shi was trying to show off his presence here, frowning, "Mr Chi, don't be so hard on your friends, they're not boyfriends, so you can't be so rude."

Chi You smiled coldly, grabbed Jiang Luo's chin and kissed him on the lips. He then ignored Xu Shi and took Jiang Luo off the plane.

Xu Shi, who had been left behind, stood stiffly in place, his face green. He turned his head towards Chi You and Jiang Luo, and saw Jiang Luo, protected tightly by Chi You's arm, giving him a sideways smile.

With red lips and a smile as charming as a ghost, he said with a mouthful of words, "Thank you, you made my whole trip fun."

Xu Shi felt as if he had been slapped in the face twice, throwing all his previous smugness and contempt into his face, which hurt hotly.

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CHAPTER 216

TRAVELING DAILY

Jiang Luo was in a really good mood when he got off the plane.

Due to the time difference, it was already nighttime in the city where he landed. After leaving the airport, Jiang Luo felt a sense of relief as he looked at all the unfamiliar places.

Jiang Luo is even more unburdened by the fact that this trip is also meant to "make the Fates mess up their own hands". Jiang Luo's mood is even better when he thinks of his predecessor's regret and panic when he finds out that he is no longer there.

The hotel is a luxury hotel booked by Chi You, the highest floor, top of the range, with a separate outdoor swimming pool attached.

Jiang Luo threw his luggage on the floor next to the bed, quickly opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked to the pool. Jiang Luo opened his arms wide in delight as he looked at the sparkling blue pool in the warm light, "This is so ...... beautiful.

No sooner had the words of exclamation been spoken than he was pushed off the water unawares.

"With a crash, Jiang Luo emerged from the water with a crash. He wiped the water heavily from his face and looked viciously at the culprit.

Chi You stands at the edge of the pool, his trouser leg splashed with a few drops of water, he looks down at Jiang Luo with a certain dangerous taste leaking from the corner of his mouth. Jiang Luo propped his hands on the edge of the pool, trying to get out, and greeted Chi You politely, "What's wrong with you?"

"If you're sick, treat it properly and don't come out to cause trouble, okay?"

Chi You sniggered and gently lifted his hand to press it against Jiang Luo's head, re-pressing him into the pool.

Jiang Luo was completely furious, "Fuck..."

"First day out and you're having such a good time talking to someone," Chi You said slowly as he unbuttoned his cuffs and removed his coat, "wouldn't it be better to keep you in the hotel for the rest of the day?"

He tosses his jacket aside, his bony hands loosely untying his tie, when Jiang Luo suddenly reaches out from the pool and takes hold of Chi You's ankle, violently pulling Chi You into the water as well.

Another huge splash fell away and Jiang Luo laughed out loud, mocking the evil spirits who had been struck like him, "Are you made of vinegar buckets?"

Soaked to the skin, the evil spirit laughed instead of being angry and suddenly swam forward, burying Jiang Luo in the water with all his might.

Jiang Luo cursed and made up his mind to give Chi You a good time. The evil spirit was clearly not going to show Jiang Luo any mercy just because he was his lover.

The water ebbs and flows so violently that Jiang Luo forgets that he has become a living dead man and has to come to the surface for a minute to breathe, so he starts off on the wrong foot and is cornered by the evil spirits.

But he soon found that he was many times better at holding his breath under water than he had been as a human.

It's amazing how good this can be!

Jiang Luo became excited and tangled with the evil spirit underwater. Eventually, the evil spirit pinned him against the wall of the pool under the water and the two kissed each other.

Jiang Luo, who specialises in pulling the tiger's teeth out of its mouth, has obviously had enough experience in calming down evil spirits that he has angered. First he fights, and as he fights, the demon's anger often turns into a different kind of fire. If the demon's anger hasn't disappeared, Jiang Luo can distract it perfectly with a little sex.

So far there have been no exceptions.

Jiang Luo's eyes were filled with a sense of humour at this thought.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

It's so perfunctory.

The evil spirit took in his expression and his eyes narrowed slightly as he claimed more power.

Jiang Luo almost has the illusion of suffocation.

The body's weight is unstable in the water and the water reflects the waves.

The bright lights by the pool also turn into a twinkling star.

Jiang Luo's bad intentions came out of nowhere and his hands went behind Chi You, but before he could do anything else, Chi You recognised them. The evil spirit grabbed his hands, smiled meaningfully at him and led Jiang Luo out of the water.

The evil spirit viciously chokes Jiang Luo, but tenderly presses Jiang Luo to the edge of the pool, "You are so naughty, Jiang."

"Cough, cough ......"

Jiang Luo coughed weakly on purpose and said again with a slight provocation, "Why do you get to keep taking the initiative?"

It's not like he can't beat Chi You now.

The evil spirit smiled as if Jiang Luo had asked a question of the utmost stupidity, "On what basis do you say?"

Jiang Luo mocked mercilessly, "With your sec-"

He was pulled into the water once more by the exasperated evil spirit.

At midnight, the moon was already high in the sky and the hour hand was pointing to zero.

Jiang Luo is lazily draped in a towel, lying half on the shore with his eyes closed and his knees still buried in the water.

The whole city seemed to have fallen asleep and slowly fell silent.

Chi You picked up the glass of red wine that had fallen to the ground, took it, poured two glasses and handed it to Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo glared at him before reluctantly accepting it, taking a small sip and being overcome by the sweet taste of the wine, squinting comfortably, "I'm a bit hungry."

Yu Guang glances over the evil spirits and keeps hinting at them.

The evil spirit lit his cigarette and took a puff, glancing at him, "You are the living dead, you don't need to eat."

Jiang Luo was instantly dissatisfied, "The living dead can't be hungry?"

The evil spirit smokes a cigarette leisurely, and only when he is with Jiang Luo does he feel "alive". Chi You has not told anyone that he is happy to do these trivial things for Jiang Luo.

But Jiang Luo will not know about it.

Looking at the motionless Chi You, Jiang Luo sighed quietly and said in an accusatory tone, "Some people don't even know that the premise of exercise is to fill their stomachs.

With the sexiness still on his face from the takedown, the villain took a drag from his cigarette and asked gently, "Who are you talking about, Jiang?"

Jiang Luo grunted, "I say who knows who."

Chi You moved his hand, looked deeply at him, put out his cigarette and stood up to go back to the room.

When he disappears, Jiang Luo immediately covers his stomach and stifles several laughs. He then pulled on the robe next to him and returned to his room shortly before the waiter arrived.

Jiang Luo turned on the TV and found a talk show. Luckily, his English was good enough to keep up with the translation. As he watched and ate, he was amused several times. Chi You was sitting on the sofa next to him, watching him. Jiang Luo ate a few bites and was so disgusted that he turned his head and glared at him, "Look at me again and I'll gouge your eyes out."

Chi You said with cold humour, "And then an extra meal for you?"

Jiang Luo: "...... Please don't say it, I suddenly have no appetite."

Chi You can't help but laugh silently.

The villain had the rare pleasure of watching a talk show with his lover, and although he was not amused by the television, he felt a few rare moments of peace.

He looked at Jiang Luo with his full attention and smile, as if he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with keeping the world.

At the end of the talk show, Jiang Luo changed to another station and casually said, "Let's have a few days, and then I'll take you to a few places afterwards."

The evil spirit asked, "Where to?"

"Cemeteries, mansions, and a few castle towns that often become paranormal," Jiang Luo, "Even though you're out to have fun, you can't leave your serious injuries unattended. I've asked Sai Liaoer about quite a few haunted places, our domestic ghosts are protected by underlings and ghost towns, so you can't absorb them on a large scale, but foreign ghosts don't have that restriction anymore, do they?"

Chi You didn't expect Jiang Luo to say that, and it was as if something had hit him in the gut, and he became a little softer all of a sudden. Chi You was not used to this kind of softness and he looked away from Jiang Luo and said stiffly, "You are right."

The next day, Jiang Luo and Chi You wandered around the city. With Carnival just around the corner, the streets were already full of performing groups and there was already a great atmosphere.

Jiang Luo's appearance is very popular abroad, and both men and women look at him with wonder.

Jiang Luo also heard people pointing at him and shouting "Oriental doll", which made the corners of his mouth twitch. After a few hours of shopping, many people braved the cold air of Chi You's body and approached him.

The evil spirits looked coldly at the men and took Jiang Luo to the shooting club.

There is no man who doesn't want to shoot, and Jiang Luo has been able to do well with his excellent physical condition and has just started learning to shoot. He also "accidentally" broke the club record with Chi You, to the dumbfounded look on his coach's face.

Jiang Luo didn't feel satisfied and found another boxing club to sign up for in the evening.

The club is packed, the smell of smoke and sweat mingles, the smell of hormones stings, and it's a gathering place for strong men to let off steam.

Jiang Luo was led to the stage and his first opponent was a black man over two metres tall with a muscular body. Compared to the black man, Jiang Luo's already slender and toned body looked slim. When the black man saw him, he gave him an exaggerated look of disbelief and scoffed loudly, "I don't box with underage kids."

Jiang Luo is having his boxing gloves put on, his dark hair falling over his shoulders, his eyes curiously surveying his surroundings, looking like a delicate doll to the others.

Hearing these words of contempt for him, Jiang Luo Yu Guang swept a glance at the black man, "You don't have to worry about that."

He tried on the boxing gloves and smirked as he spoke to his opponent, "Because not only am I an adult, I'll beat the crap out of you."

The crowd surrounding their fight erupted in laughter and whistles were heard one after another, creating a lively atmosphere.

"Hahahahahahaha cutie, I'm on to you! Come on and knock his head off for a ball!"

"Baby you're so hot, go ahead and use your little fist on his chest, he'll be so scared he'll go weak in the knees."

No one believed that such a skinny Oriental could beat a strong boxer. One even shouted enviously, "I envy you, big guy, for boxing with such a beautiful Oriental doll!"

"But be careful, don't hurt him!"

Jiang Luo's face remained unchanged as a man in a leather jacket encouraged, "If someone could beat you, would you dare to go on a date with him?"

The dark-haired young man on the stage was like a bright and shining pearl, with fair skin and flushed lips, his black eyes and long hair so mysterious and beautiful, like an elegant and proud leopard in the meadow.

It was easy to raise the lust for conquest in the heads of these burly men whose heads were filled with muscle and violence.

Jiang Luo said slowly, "Yes."

He smiled a big white tooth at the black man and said slowly, "Whoever can beat me, I can go on a date with him for once."

The black man couldn't help but be a lot more serious at those words, his arm muscles bulging, "Well pretty little one, I'll be polite then."

As soon as the referee blew his whistle, the black man swung his fist in an unceremonious manner. Jiang Luo ducked low and ducked down and threw a downward hook from below that hit the black man hard in the abdomen with such speed that the wind picked up.

The stage fell silent and after a few seconds, cheers and applause erupted in a frenzy as the crowd looked on in disbelief at Jiang Luo, applauding wildly and full of "mysterious oriental kung fu".

Jiang Luo quirked his lips and said in a pretentious manner, "I'm in luck. Who's next?"

As soon as the words left Jiang Luo's mouth, he heard a loud bang from the ring not far away. Jiang Luo looks up and sees that Chi You has already finished his second man, he shakes the blood off his gloves and looks at Jiang Luo with a smile.

The player whose nose was about to break was pulled off his stage by the others.

Jiang Luo raises an eyebrow.

On this night, he and Chi You competitively knocked out one person after another. Finally it came down to the final between the two of them, and they couldn't muster more than human strength, but they fought on equal terms, back and forth.

The boxing club also split into two voices and the atmosphere became more and more white hot. Jiang Luo was infected by the atmosphere and his attacks became sharper and sharper. In the end, he managed to win the match.

The crowd immediately jumped up and down, roaring with excitement and emotion, "We won! We've won!"

"That's so cool! Oh my god, this is so cool!"

Jiang Luo heavily pins Chi You into the ring, his starry eyes shining.

"I win," Jiang Luo said loudly to Chi You with a big smile on his face amidst the screaming whistles that threatened to topple the roof, "How about that, defeated?"

Chi You unclasped the boxing gloves from his hands and let out a low laugh, "What a shame, I'm not really convinced."

Jiang Luo gave a "tsk" and pulled Chi You to his feet, "That's not going to work either, I win anyway."

He turned to cheer at the crowd, but Chi You grabbed him by the collar and pulled the overexcited Jiang Luo into his arms. The two men smelled of sweat and blood, a subtle chemical reaction in the moment that was suddenly captivating.

The glare overhead was dazzling and Jiang Luo tilted his head back, watching as Chi You turned his back on the glare and moved closer and closer to him.

The evil spirit's hand was still cold, but the coldness no longer made Jiang Luo feel uncomfortable. He smiled as he met the Evil Ghost's kiss, a simple kiss, a light touch of flesh and lips, but one that stamped each other as forbidden to be coveted by outsiders. Yu Guang glanced over the stage at some of the people hounding Jiang Luo, and with a smirk, gave him a firm squeeze on the back of the neck, "Go back."

In the following days, they had more fun. When they had had enough fun, they began to devour foreign stern spirits in a low-key and illegal manner. Time passed unnoticed and hurriedly through their fingers.

But the fatalists who remained in the Jokhang Temple, who had so easily received guidance from the True God and had seen the hope of becoming gods, were no longer calm after two hundred years when they found out that the True God had left unawares, and became more and more anxious every day.

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CHAPTER 217

I WON'T EVEN PUT YOU DOWN

One's greatest fear is not that one will not see hope, but that one will see it and then lose it once again.

The predestined who have seen the true God are no longer able to last another two hundred years.

Every day he would come to the temple and wait for the True God to come again, constantly recalling what the True God had said. As time passed, the predestined man began to falter.

The only obsession of the Fated One is to become a god, and because Chi You will kill him to stop him from becoming a god, that is why he wants to kill Chi You. He doesn't really care about vanity, it's just that from time immemorial those who become gods have had a good reputation.

Yet there is truth in what the true God says.

He deceived the world, and this was the original sin. He who does not confess his sins will most likely never become a god.

If Chi You hadn't been seriously injured by him, then the Fatalist would not have considered admitting his mistake. But now that the only person who could have killed him was either dead or wounded, even if the others knew they had been tricked, there was nothing the Fatalist could do. It would not be unacceptable to become a god by admitting one's faults.

As he once said, no matter what the cost, even if he dies the next second after becoming a god, the predestined man is willing to do so.

Day after day of waiting, the fatalist gradually makes up his mind.

Abroad.

Jiang Luo decided that he couldn't catch a ghost in one place, so he changed planes and went to one of the more famous psychic cities in South America.

The city has always been known for its weirdness and is home to the world's largest witch market. Countless witches, astrologers and fortune tellers gather here to sell all sorts of weird and wonderful things.

Jiang Luo's eyes were opened when he actually saw the witches' market.

It is mostly a hut that is propped up as a shop, where the shopkeeper casually spreads a blanket on the floor and arranges the items for sale on the blanket, exactly like the most grounded of hawkers.

It looks lively and ordinary, but one look at the things on their stalls tells me that this is definitely not an ordinary bazaar.

Dried camel foetuses, dried toad carcasses, owl feathers, viper's teeth ...... interspersed with some human-like dried fingers, and various animal hearts.

Jiang Luo was dazzled, but he did see a faint ghostly aura lingering on some of the objects.

He sidled up to Chi You and said, "Did you see anything good?"

The evil spirit looked around with great interest, and in the same way whispered back in Jiang Luo's ear, "No."

"Keep your eyes open," Jiang Luo exhorts, "and you'd better pick up some slack."

The evil spirit scoffed at the idea of "picking up", saying something not dissimilar to what Lu Youyi once said, "I need to pick up? Honey, I have money, lots of money."

Jiang Luo: "......"

The Witch's Market is a long street, and Jiang Luo and Chi You are halfway down it when the content slowly changes from shops to divination.

As they passed a black-hatted witch who was divining with a crystal ball, the witch suddenly called out to them, "Hey, those two Orientals."

Jiang Luo had thought it wasn't calling them, but the witch said again in a pale voice, "The oriental boy with long black hair."

There are definitely a lot of Oriental people on the street, but Jiang Luo is the only Oriental boy with long hair. Jiang Luo paused in his steps, narrowed his eyes and turned back.

The witch's face is streaked with wrinkles, her eyelids sagging and drooping, covering half of her cloudy eyes. She is staring intently at Jiang Luo, as if she sees in him a mystery that is difficult to understand.

"I can divine for you once for free," said the old witch slowly, "trust me child, you better not miss this opportunity."

Jiang Luo, who considered himself a respectful man, walked briskly to the witch's table and sat down, "What do you wish to divine for me?"

The old witch did not answer him immediately, but looked to Chi You and said forcefully, "He cannot be by your side when I divine."

Jiang Luo turned back gleefully, " Chi You, you're disliked."

The evil spirit stood next to Jiang Luo with his hands in his pockets and said, seemingly helplessly, "What should I do then?"

The witch looked at him, then at Jiang Luo, and said with understanding, "I only need twenty minutes of your mate."

This comment apparently pleased the evil spirits, who stepped aside to make room for them.

Jiang Luo coughed his throat, "Okay, you can talk now."

The witch's old-fashioned hand slowly rubbed the crystal ball, "My child, do you have a question you want to know but cannot find the answer to?"

Jiang Luo plays the taiji, "Everyone has this kind of problem, right?"

"But yours is particularly different." The witch said.

Jiang Luo smiles faintly.

The old witch gave him a deep look, "I have been divining people here for thirty years, and this is the first time I have seen someone like you. I can't see through your origins, but my crystal ball can. Don't you want to know where you came from?"

The smile on Jiang Luo's lips stiffened abruptly and his eyes instantly went cold, "What do you know?"

The witch lowered her head and looked intently into the crystal ball, "Look intently into the crystal ball, child, and think of your question in your mind, and if you succeed, you may get the answer you want."

Jiang Luo looked at the witch critically for a long time before lowering his head and looking into the transparent crystal ball. He was half convinced, but kept repeating in his mind the words "why am I in this world".

When using the crystal ball for divination, the diviner is not allowed to blink. Jiang Luo's eyes were dry from watching, and fifteen minutes later, a cloud of white smoke suddenly appeared in the crystal ball.

The smoke slowly fogged up and covered the entire crystal ball. Jiang Luo's eyes were frozen, and in the next instant, a blurred image emerged from the smoke.

The moment he saw the image, Jiang Luo's pupils suddenly tightened.

He saw him without crossing, a familiar design house, and a party who was talking to him about the job.

The first party is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with a checkered shirt and black trousers, ordinary looking and somewhat timid, who is rambling on about the design requirements.

Jiang Luo felt a little familiar when he saw A's face.

Oh, he remembered ...... it was a redundant job that had been temporarily thrust upon him by a colleague to design a two-storey detached villa for this client. The job didn't belong to Jiang Luo, plus it was after work, so Jiang Luo entertained the client with a smile, but the details of his expression were all impatient.

At the time, he was inevitably distracted by listening to the tedious and detailed demands of his clients.

He has a bad habit of double-mindedly taking the client's words in and out of his ears. By the time the design was produced for the client, it was beautiful, but not as detailed as the client wanted.

The character of the first party is soft, to put it nicely, but to put it bluntly, he is a wimp. He was clearly dissatisfied with Jiang Luo's design, but he could see Jiang Luo's perfunctory nature and did not say anything, taking the design home in silence.

Jiang Luo saw this scene and wondered how it could be him and this client, was there a follow-up to this?

As if knowing what he was thinking, another image changed within the crystal ball.

The client, who had spent tens of thousands of dollars on a design he didn't like, returned home and became more and more angry. He drank two beers, turned on his computer and complained to a friend, cursing Jiang Luo's design house and Jiang Luo, and finally choked up and pounded on his keyboard, saying: [This hypocritical and treacherous designer, the first time I saw him I thought he was a nice and gentle person, he is too good at pretending, too hypocritical!

I'm going to write a newspaper article, I'm going to put him in my novel as cannon fodder, I'm going to torture him in the book to take it out!

Three big exclamation marks drifted past Jiang Luo's eyes.

The fog of the crystal ball lifted and the image disappeared into thin air. The old witch, who had seen nothing, asked after her, "What did you see?"

Jiang Luo: "......"

He had a weird look on his face.

Jiang Luo has long wondered why there is a cannon fodder with the same name as him in The Evil Dead by coincidence, and this one looks exactly like him.

He had thought that the only way to get an answer was from the predestined people, but he had not expected things to turn out that way.

Is it all his own doing?

He offended the author of The Evil Dead, so he was written in as cannon fodder for the author to abuse?

......

No wonder when he watched "Evil Dead", Chi You was so desperate to catch the original protagonist as a little used cannon fodder to abuse him with all the bloodshed. So that's why.

Jiang Luo's heart is full of frustration.

But why did he wear into the book and become " Jiang Luo" after himself?

The old witch asked again, curiously. Jiang Luo shook his head with a not-so-good expression, stood up and took two notes out of his wallet and placed them on the old witch's table, finding Chi You.

The rest of the way, Jiang Luo was in no mood to talk and Chi You said nothing either. They returned to the hotel, but while Jiang Luo was lost in thought, Chi You unknowingly left the room again.

The evil spirit returned to the witch's divination stall.

His silhouette was like a ghost of a man who was trying to hide the witch from view. The old witch looked up hesitantly, but was not much surprised to see it was him.

The evil spirit looked down on the witch, "What did he see?"

The witch shook her head slowly, "I don't know."

The evil spirit laughed lightly twice, bent close to the witch and asked in a slow voice, "Was he able to go back?"

The old witch still said, "I don't know."

The evil spirit paused and slowly straightened up. He gave the old witch a dark look in his eyes, reached out and patted her on the shoulder in a friendly manner and turned to leave.

After watching his back disappear, the witch immediately gathered her things and left through the alley. But just as she stepped into the deserted alley, she couldn't control her hands and strangled herself fiercely.

"Ho ho ho ......"

As she was about to strangle herself to death, the crystal ball in her bag suddenly exploded and the witch's hand regained control. Gasping for breath, the old witch stumbled to her feet and ran away, too late to feel sorry for her crystal ball.

Jiang Luo was depressed for a while and then stopped dwelling on it.

No matter how he had crossed over, coming to this world was an established fact, and since it was something that had already happened, there was no need to think much about it.

Jiang Luo was so refreshed that he wanted to show off his insights to Chi You, but when he turned his head, he found that Chi You was not in the room.

Where are the people?

Jiang Luo frowns and walks out of the hotel to look for Chi You. But he has no idea where Chi You is, and his search turns into a leisurely stroll.

Without realising it, he came to a fountain garden.

Jiang Luo is standing by the fountain, lost in thought, when he suddenly hears footsteps behind him. He turns around and sees Chi You walking towards him with a rose in his hand.

Jiang Luo couldn't help but smile, waiting in place with his arms clasped, waiting for Chi You to approach and saying, deliberately and provocatively, "Just one?"

Chi You said, "This is the most beautiful one in the whole garden."

Jiang Luo gave a "wow" and said in an uncertain tone, "So you picked them in the garden after all. I thought there was a sign on the side that said a fine of ten dollars for each flower picked?"

Chi You said slowly, "It's already been paid for."

Jiang Luo grunted and finally lifted his hand to take the rose. He looked down and sniffed the rose, its scent pungent, and Chi You said, "Back?"

Jiang Luo covers the corners of his mouth with a rose and his eyes roll, "I'm tired, I can't walk anymore."

Finally, the evil spirit carried him out of the garden on his back.

Jiang Luo's hand with the rose rests casually on Chi You's chest, resting comfortably on Chi You's back. The warm light of the sunset makes the deserted garden look as beautiful as an oil painting.

A rare peace surrounded them and time seemed to slow down.

Jiang Luo suddenly asked, "Don't you have anything to say?"

The evil spirit said, "You're a bit heavy."

Jiang Luo laughed coldly and wrote the word "mountain" for himself, pressing down on the evil spirit like a tarzan.

The evil spirit's spine was instantly bent and his knees almost fell to the ground.

But while Jiang Luo vaguely regrets wanting to withdraw the word spirit, Chi You slowly straightens up.

He took one step forward.

With each step, the marble on the floor is trampled with a deep footprint.

"But no matter how heavy it is," said the evil spirit, "I will not put you down."

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CHAPTER 218

THE WORD SPIRIT TRAP

Jiang Luo was peacefully carried back to the hotel.

In the evening, he cleaned the vase in the bathroom, looked at the delicate roses for a moment in awe and slowly walked out with them.

Chi You is outside, standing by the pool.

Jiang Luo watched him for a moment, always feeling that he could see a subtle, unobtrusive irritation in his back.

He thought he knew why Chi You was annoyed.

Jiang Luo walks over with two bottles of wine, "A drink?"

The villain returned to his senses and raised an eyebrow and gave a laugh, "Thank you."

With the wine in his throat, Jiang Luo couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about?"

The evil spirit said in a ghostly voice, "I was wondering what your world would be like."

Jiang Luo shrugs, "Seriously, I advise you not to be curious about it because it's really boring. If I were to rate it, the only word I would have is boring."

The evil spirit asked gently, "Do you want to go back then?"

Jiang Luo: "I was alone in that world."

He did not directly answer the evil spirit's words, but again, it seemed like he did. Yet Chi You wanted to hear a crisper answer.

He asked again, "Do you want to go back?"

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes and wanted to say "No, why would I want to go back to that world of nothing?" But after thinking about it for a while, he always felt that this sentence was not enough to show his speaking skills, not ...... romantic enough.

Jiang Luo was shaken to the core by the evil spirit's words, "I won't put you down", and the shock of those words still lingers in his heart. In fact, the words themselves were ordinary and unexceptional, not lyrical or melodramatic enough, but - the person who said them was Chi You.

It's the evil spirit Chi You.

......

Incredible.

More incredible than the evil spirits that destroyed the metaphysical world.

In short, Jiang Luo felt he could not lose.

He also wanted to say a love story to shock him back. But he couldn't say anything too disgusting, and he couldn't see anything too ordinary. At this moment, however, Jiang Luo had a sudden flash of insight.

His mouth even spoke up faster than his brain, "I always thought I was unlucky, but now I realise you're a bit more unlucky than me, Chi You."

The evil spirit murmured, "Why do you say that?"

Jiang Luo said, "Because your partner is me, and we will be together for the rest of our lives."

Jiang Luo: "......"

...... grass.

Ah.

What he said.

The evil spirit pretended to have a sudden realization, and the next moment burst out laughing derisively as he touched the beer bottle in Jiang Luo's hand, "Then you're going to have more bad luck."

Jiang Luo felt his face heat up with embarrassment. But still pretending as if nothing had happened, he cheekily took his own words, "Why?"

"Because this mate of yours," the evil spirit lifted his hand, his ice-like fingers caressing Jiang Luo's cheek as if it were a creepy spider crawling, and he bent down, his dark eyes like those of a monster with skin splitting open in the abyss, "will never let you have a chance to leave him. "

Jiang Luo tsked, "You're terrible, Chi You."

With that, he took a sip of his wine and said with a smirk, "Let's see who's a little more unlucky then."

Chi You slowly straightened up, his irritable heart settling for a moment, "Good."

Jiang Luo indulged himself in a drunken stupor and woke up the next day thinking about the witch again. Jiang Luo now feels that he left it too easy and that he should have looked into the witch's background.

But when he rushed to the witch's market, Jiang Luo found that the old witch was no longer there.

He was full of suspicion and could not find anyone, so he had to give up.

Half a month passed by and Jiang Luo reluctantly returned home when Chi You was half recovered.

He bought a lot of gifts and left the country with one bag, but came back with a suitcase. Jiang Luo went straight to the research bureau to find a friend and hand out the gifts one by one.

As a thank you to Sai Liaoer and Hei Wuchang for their help, Jiang Luo has prepared four gifts for Sai Liaoer, "These two are for you, and the other two are for Hei, so you can give them to him sometime."

Sai Liaoer took the gift with surprise, "Thank you, Jiang."

When Jiang Luo returned from his trip, he looked different, slimmer and more toned, and Sai Liaoer thought Jiang Luo looked even more handsome.

Wen Renlian and Ge Zhu were careful to stay close to each other as they continued to say hello every morning, afternoon and evening during Jiang Luo's absence, just to try to get Jiang Luo to forgive them quickly and make up.

"Did you go out without sunscreen?" Wen Renlian coughed up his throat with utmost care, "I seem to have darkened a bit, don't get sunburned."

Jiang Luo flashed him a smile, "I've never done sunscreen at all, it's too much of a hassle. It doesn't kill you anyway, so just let it tan."

"How's it going?" Zhuo Zhongqiu hooked Jiang Luo's shoulder from behind, winked at him ambiguously, and deliberately accentuated his voice, "Are you and Chi You both ......"

Jiang Luo faced this group of single dogs with half-heartedness and instead a faint sense of pride. He smiled and said lightly, "It was a blast."

Ye Xun almost spurted out a mouthful of water and his ears instantly went red.

Kuang Zheng also blushed silently and moved back unnoticed.

Lu Youyi asked enthusiastically, "What's so cool? Can you bring me along next time?"

Jiang Luo's face froze and he gave him a look like a fool. The others didn't hold back their laughter at once.

Wen Renlian endured a smile and said, "Are you thirsty? I'll go and get you a glass of water."

Jiang Luo: "...... a bit."

Wen Renlian went to pour water for him with great diligence.

Jiang Luo could not help but curl his lips and pull out his chair to sit down. Ge Zhu sat back down with his gift and said, "Jiang Luo, do you remember Ning Xiu?"

"That name sounds familiar," Jiang Luo subconsciously looked at Lu Youyi, "do I know this person?"

Lu Youyi gave him a squeeze, "You forgot the 129 Hotel! The one with the severed head that we brought back, the one who kicked his head like a ball."

Ye Xun added faintly, "An ancient scholar, a severed-headed ghost who only loves to show his hair."

Jiang Luo came to his senses, "I remember now. Wasn't it kept in the school? What happened?"

"The ginseng spirit made friends with it. Didn't you give me the ginseng spirit to raise before? After it got to know the Broken Head Ghost, the Broken Head Ghost took the initiative to take over my task, and the Ginseng Essence is now being raised by it," Ge Zhu wiped his sweat, "The two of them exchange ideas on how to protect the hair and ginseng beards together every day."

Jiang Luo could not help but think about this. He touched his thick black hair and always felt that the broken-headed ghost would raise the ginseng spirit also because he coveted its tears' effect. He let out a deep breath and said, "Not to mention, the tears of ginseng essence are really powerful in nourishing hair development ......"

Jiang Luo even has a hunch.

If sold to the public, the ginseng spirit's tears would be worth more than his peace amulet.

Jiang Luo has a lot of money, but it is human nature to love money. He was somewhat foolishly tempted to sell the ginseng spirit's tears, but sadly gave up after thinking about its teary-eyed appearance.

"By the way, has there been any news from Black?" Jiang Luo looked over at Sai Liaoer.

Sai Liaoer shook his head, "Last night Black went to the hellmouth again to look for them, but couldn't find any. He said there were too many ghosts and it would take some time."

Jiang Luo subconsciously looks at Lu Youyi.

Lu Youyi didn't look sad, it was as if he was used to being disappointed over and over again. The still youthful face from before had become resolute from some point, instead he smiled and said, "There's no hurry, Black can take his time to find it. We're all going to fight the Fatal Man anyway ......"

He shrugged, optimistically, "It might be better to bring Teng Bi back to life after the fight with the Fatalists."

Jiang Luo couldn't help but smile and give him a thumbs up, "You're right."

Outside the office, Wen Renlian, returning from the pantry, approached Qi Ye, standing by the door, and asked curiously, "Why don't you go in?"

Qi Ye took one last look around the office and shook his head in silence, turning sideways and whispering, "I'm going to the training room."

He turned to leave.

Wen Renlian looked at his slim back, sighed softly and walked through the door.

After a relaxing chat with his friends, Jiang Luo got down to work.

The big names in the metaphysical world are always watched with the help of the state, and the Jokhang Temple, which is under special surveillance, is a gnat's nest away. In addition to the Fatalists, Ji Yaozi and Feng Li are also being watched by Jiang Luo.

The two of them, being sons of the predestined, must not be taken lightly.

Jiang Luo didn't let go of his progress during the half month of travel. He went through the information quickly, pulling up the surveillance videos of the past half month and observing the changes in the host's demeanour.

If you look at it day by day, you will never notice any change in the Fatalist. He is happy to read, water and talk to Master Cheng De every day, and he is happy to be at home.

But when half a month's volume is taken together, one can see in the details the implicit impatience of the lodgers.

"We had the experts look at it frame by frame, and by his demeanour and micro-expressions, the experts' analysis was that he was starting to get anxious," Wen Renlian said with satisfaction as he stood behind Jiang Luo and placed the experts' judging documents in front of him. "Our opponent has become unstable."

Jiang Luo said, "It's to be expected."

He switched off the past video and pulled up the surveillance footage of Jokhang Temple at the moment.

The predestined man is still waiting in the midst of his temple and is gazing wordlessly at the incense burner.

Jiang Luo looked at it and suddenly laughed.

He asked gently, " Wen Ren, do you know what is better about word spirits than speech spirits?"

Wen Renlian wondered what he meant by this sudden question and asked along the way, "Where?"

"While a spirit of speech is more convenient than a spirit of words, there are times when it is less flexible and stealthy than a spirit of words, and does not have the delayed action of a spirit of words."

The word spirit can be hidden, but the word spirit cannot remain silent.

Jiang Luo laughed, "For example, when one writes words that no one else can detect all over the four walls of a room and everything within sight, someone who is suggestible by the word spirits will not even know that their consciousness and mind are slowly being controlled by the word spirits eating away at them."

He leaned back and folded his arms in front of him, squinting at the fatalist on the screen.

Jiang Luo saw, through the Fates, the words "God" that he had written on the walls of the temple, on the doors, on the floor tiles and on the incense burner on the night of his departure.

He used up a good part of his air before leaving this one cage that locks up the predestined.

That's why he was so tired that he couldn't help but fall asleep on the plane.

Is a word spirit really no match for a word spirit?

Jiang Luo's eyes light up with laughter.

Not really.

The predestined man had told him the answer.

Even the pseudo-gods have managed to be subliminally influenced in the course of half a month.

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CHAPTER 219

A PREDESTINED MAN WITH ONE FOOT IN THE HOLE

As usual, when the lodgers stepped into the temple of the true god, they found the empty temple relit with incense.

He froze, and then his eyes lit up. Quickly, he walked to the door and bent down to pay his respects, "Elder has returned?"

The ethereal, mist-like voice of the True God rang out faintly, "Hm."

The Fated One settled down, and he smiled as he talked about what had happened in the past half month since the True God had left. When some small sesquicentennial matters were finished, the Fatalist turned his words and said with a sigh, "During the half month you have been away, junior has figured out some things."

The True God said with some indifference, "Oh?"

"You were right to instruct my junior earlier, and I have decided to learn from my mistakes and admit them to those who were once deceived by me," said the predestined man, "and after I have repaid my faults, I ask that you continue to instruct my junior to fulfil my wishes."

Jiang Luo said slowly, "If you will truly change, I will naturally help you."

As far as the fatalist can see, all he can see is the invisible word "God". The word spirits corrupted the Fatalist's sanity day and night, making his obsession to become a god grow again and again. After receiving an affirmative answer, the Predestined Man said simply, "In seven days Tian Shifu will open his pulpit and I will admit my mistake on that day to show my determination."

"Go on then," said the true god without a care in the world, "and let me see how far you can go."

When the predestined man had left, Sai Liaoer gave a heated smile, "Jiang, are you sticking up for Chi You by wanting him to admit his mistake so badly?"

Jiang Luo grunted as he busily called to deploy his staff, "For him? Guess if I'm doing it for him."

Sai Liaoer bristled, and Jiang Luo, having explained everything with a frown, suddenly smiled grimly, "Fatalist, I've finally waited for this day."

His smile startled Sai Liaoer, who always thought Jiang Luo looked like a devil now.

......

The seven days passed in a flash.

Tian Shifu gives two to three open lectures each year, and each lecture is well attended.

Jiang Luo's sensitive status meant that he did not come to the venue and had to stay at Jokhang Temple.

While he couldn't go, his partners could blend in and pass on the site information to him and the logisticians of the scientific research bureau.

Dean Xu took Lu Youyi and the others into Tian Shifu and met the Old Master before they had gone a few steps. He greeted the Old Master warmly and he glanced behind him, "The boy didn't come?"

Dean Xu knew it by heart, but played dumb and said, "Which child?"

The old celestial master lost his smile, "Don't you play dumb with me ...... forget it, it's better if he didn't come."

Lu Youyi had cameras attached to them, allowing Jiang Luo to see everything through the surveillance. Jiang Luo was bored watching them politely and shared the video with Chi You, "The Predestinarians are up to something big today, don't you want to go and see for yourself?"

Chi You sent Jiang Luo a photo of the scene.

Jiang Luo wondered, "Yo, you really went there? You haven't recovered yet, aren't you afraid of being found out by the big boys?"

Chi You said slowly, "I have many puppets."

He did not need to go to see everything by borrowing the puppet's eyes.

Even a bird or a worm can be the eye of an evil spirit.

Jiang Luo is jealous in real name.

A few minutes later, Chi You sent him another video.

When Jiang Luo clicked on the video, he saw Feng Li with a cold face and a few of Zhou Wudu's disciples in a hurry. He rushed up to President Xu and after a glance behind him, he asked in a colder tone, " Why didn't Jiang Luo come."

The tone of voice could well be described as a question.

Dean Xu looked as normal, "Master Tian, Jiang Luo, he is not available today."

Feng Li sneered, "He's afraid to come and see me?"

This is the end of the video. Chi You also sent a few seconds of audio, which consisted only of a soft, unintelligible laugh from him.

Jiang Luo: "......"

Jiang Luo laughed so hard that his goose bumps were raised.

He returns to the live surveillance video.

The atmosphere was silent and stagnant as Dean Xu said something to Feng Li. The Old Master spoke slowly, "Dean Xu is right. Jiang Luo no longer has anything to do with you or Tian Shifu, and it is not for you to ask whether he had time to come and what he went to do."

Feng Li has lost a lot of weight, his face has a deeper profile and his eyes are deeper than they should be. His aura is much sharper and there is an invisible pressure when he stares at people. He is now like a dagger with a sharp edge, with an outward attack that is so strong it makes people uncomfortable.

Feng Li's expression didn't even change when he heard the old master's words, "If you don't come to such a big event as the opening of a lecture, you will only spoil his talent. Is this how you at Bai Hua University are so accommodating to your students?"

Dean Xu laughed out loud, "It's better than pulling the plug."

Feng Li gave him a deep look and turned to leave with his disciples.

The old celestial master sighed again.

The last time Tian Shifu gave a lecture, it was given by Old Master Tian. This time it was Feng Li himself.

It was clear to the naked eye that many more people came to Tian Shifu this time than last time. Feng Li is now the pillar of the metaphysical community.

Dean Xu told the students to disperse and go play, and looking at Feng Li's distant back, he made a rare remark of great truth: "When you are alive, you can still control him, but when you are dead, he can do whatever he wants, and then who will be able to hold him down?"

The Old Master laughed, "Are you worried about Jiang Luo?"

President Xu wondered, "You said it's just a disciple, how many people would like to be Feng Li's disciple? Why does he hold on to Jiang Luo? This master-disciple relationship is similar to that of a husband and wife, a melon twisted by force is not sweet."

"You don't have to hint at me," said the old celestial master, "did I tell him he had to hold on to Jiang Luo?"

Dean Xu also knew that the Old Master had done his best, but he had to think of his students for the future, "See if you can think of a way to put an end to the problem."

The old celestial master was silent for a moment, "You don't have to worry, he, ah, can't move Jiang Luo."

Half an hour later, Jiang Luo received a message from Zhuo Zhongqiu, "The fatalist is here."

Jiang Luo clicked on the video and in the middle of the scene, the Fatalist found the Old Master of Heaven. The old celestial master did not expect the fatalist to come, and his expression hides his shock. Immediately afterwards, the two of them enter a room alone.

Zhuo Zhongqiu waited outside for a while, and soon the old celestial master and the fatalist reappeared. With a suspicious cloud on his face, the old celestial master summoned a disciple to whisper a few words and led the predestined man to the place where the lecture was being given.

Feng Li is giving a lecture.

As Tian Shifu's youngest Master of Heaven, Feng Li rarely lectures in person. His words are concise, succinct and light in tone. What could be said in nine words would never be said in ten.

As a result, his words were extremely obscure and difficult to understand, and the young people at the bottom were too dazed to ask questions or call for a halt, but could only bury their heads in their notebooks and write down every word Feng Tian Shi said with their heads full of questions.

But even though they were trying so hard, Feng Tian Shi was still disappointed. He swept his eyes over the people burying their heads in their notes, the corners of his mouth slightly pressed down. Although he did not say anything, he seemed to have written the word "waste".

Jiang Luo looked on and all began to sympathise with the people on the scene.

Feng Li is a very unsuitable person to be a teacher.

His disciples were talented enough that Feng Li might have taught them some superior knowledge of feng shui to cure ghosts, but there was never a master-disciple relationship with his disciples, not even a close one.

-- Only Jiang Luo ...... Jiang Luo's face sank slightly as he pushed down the memories that revolted him.

The thing he hated and loathed the most was when someone approached him as a friend or family member only to have other thoughts about him.

It was so disgusting that he couldn't stop thinking about Xia Qin.

The lecture was originally scheduled for two hours, but Feng Li covered everything in half that time.

Zhou Wudu and Wang Santan followed close to the Master, and Wang Santan cautiously said, "Sir, have you seen anyone of great talent?"

Feng Li said coldly, "What did the Old Master say to you again?"

Wang Santan shuddered, looked at each other and Zhou Wudu, gulped and said, "Old Heavenly Master said ...... that if you can't let go of your previous young disciple, then you can take in another one. Let you, let you quickly restore the original."

Feng Li wiped his hands and turned sideways, just as he was about to say something, when he saw that the named disciples around the Old Master were hurriedly inviting some of the patriarchal figures of the metaphysical community to the inner courtyard.

What's going on here?

Feng Li asked Zhou Wudu to go up and ask. Zhou Wudu soon returned and said honestly, "Sir, they said that the Old Master had invited some friends to sit in the backyard."

Feng Li furrows his brow.

The Old Master did not tell him that this would still be the case.

But Feng Li was always submissive to the Old Master in his affairs. He didn't think much of it and led the way back to the study.

Dean Xu was one of those invited to the inner courtyard.

Before he went, Wen Renlian gently patted the button on his sleeve and placed a monitor on Dean Xu's body, smiling, "You go and return quickly."

Dean Xu gave him a meaningful look and lowered his voice, "Kid, let me ask you, is this thing safe?"

Wen Renlian likewise replied in a low voice: "Don't worry, it's from the state, it's written in a formation, no one will find it."

Not to mention the fact that those attending the meeting were a bunch of old men and an ancestral hangover who had lived for two hundred years. None of them could spot the device, which was as small as a button.

Dean Xu nodded thoughtfully. Wen Renlian added a reminder, "Whatever you see and hear, don't be afraid."

Dean Xu had a point in mind. He went to find Ji Yaozi and went with Ji Yaozi to the Old Master of Heaven.

Ji Yaozi was somewhat distracted, just as Dean Xu was also pondering the Old Master's purpose, and the two came quietly into the parlour.

The parlour was already filled with a dozen elderly people, each one of the leading figures in the world of metaphysics.

Among them were Master Cheng De, several patriarchs from the Xuan Ling Office, and several retired presidents of the twelve universities.

Dean Xu was acquainted with them all and after greeting them one by one asked, "This is not a simple formation, do any of you know what the Old Heavenly Master is going to say?"

Ji Yaozi was startled when he looked over.

These are the people who knew the prediction of the predestined man back then. Only there are no more people from the Qi or Chi families in them, or from the Lian family.

He knew from Jiang Luo that something had happened to the Lian family, but he didn't know what it was. Ji Yaozi subconsciously asked, " Didn't Daoist Master Wei He come?"

Dean Xu gave a "Huh", "That's right, how come I haven't seen the Lian family junior?"

Someone said carelessly, "The Lian family has been avoiding the world for a day or two, don't mind them. I'm just curious what the Old Heavenly Master wants, why hasn't anyone come yet?"

No sooner had the words left his lips than the old celestial master said in a loud voice, "Here it comes."

Two figures walked in.

The crowd who hadn't taken it seriously revealed their surprise after seeing the Fatalist beside the old Heavenly Master. One by one, the old men trembled and rose to their feet, "The Fatalist?"

Ji Yaozi's eyes uncontrollably began to flicker after seeing the predestined man, and there was even some chilling fear in his heart.

He took a step back and stood at the back of the crowd.

The fatalist looked the crowd round, smiled gently and said without haste, "It is I who have asked the old celestial master to invite you all here to catch up and talk about the past."

Outside the window a bird flew over and stood on a branch. Dark, beady eyes looked in through the window.

Meanwhile, somewhere in the basement.

Liao Si smiled and sat next to Taoist Master Wei He, tapping on the video on his phone and embracing him in a brotherly embrace.

"The master specifically asked me to show you this thing, Wei He Daoist, let's see it together?"

When the video clicked on, it was a dozen large acquaintances, and Wei He Daoist froze, unable to stop fighting.

When he saw the Fates appear in the video, Master Wei He had mixed feelings. Although he had already surrendered to Chi You and Jiang Luo, he was still ashamed and weak when he saw them again.

But soon the words of the predestined broke through these guilt-ridden words of his.

"As all of you here know, I once made a prophecy thirty years ago," said the Predestined One, "and I told you what that prophecy was about. I said that Chi You would destroy the metaphysical world."

This scene overlaps with thirty years ago. Thirty years ago, the predestined man used the spirit of speech to make those present believe his prophecy in order to make himself a god.

Thirty years later, also for the purpose of becoming a god, the predestined man is trying to overturn what he once said.

The words seemed to be the beginning of a nightmare, and the old man who heard them could not help but ask in a frightened voice, " Aren't Chi You dead? Hasn't the prophecy disappeared?"

"Yes, he's dead! Didn't he get killed by Chi Zhongye and the others?"

A few old men from the Xuan Ling Office said in a deep voice, "Don't be in a hurry, guys, listen to the Predestined One first. Fatalist, why did you suddenly mention this prophecy?"

The predestined man still smiled as if the words that came out of his mouth were not important, just a trivial matter, "There is no need to be nervous, gentlemen, what is in the prophecy is not going to come true anymore."

The dozen elderly people who had tensed up their nerves were suddenly relieved, and even Dean Xu could not help but put his heart back.

Thankfully, thankfully it won't happen.

But the predestined man followed up with, "For what is in that prophecy is all false."

The others stiffened and looked incredulously at the predestined.

"I have never prophesied the future for the occult community, I have only prophesied the future for myself," the Predictor sighed, as if in true self-recrimination, "and in my prophecy he would be a threat to me. So I changed the content of the prophecy and deceived you so that you would eradicate the threat for me."

The birds outside the window stared at him intently.

Before the video, Wei He Daoist's breathing increased so steeply that it was as if he couldn't breathe, as if he had a huge fish spike stuck in his throat. It made him dizzy and his head sweat.

At this moment, his perseverance over these thirty years, his whole clan's dedication to the Predestined, and what he had done to Chi You souls ...... all came tumbling up in a raging mass wrapped in a sinful veneer.

Unparalleled pain and anger instantly flooded his limbs, Wei He Daoist's eyes turned red as he sprang to his feet and lifted the table, "Sui, Fate, Man-!"

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CHAPTER 220

THE EVE OF THE GREAT WAR

Wei He was outraged.

He could not wait to rush into the screen and tear the predestined man to pieces. And the others in the scene felt much the same way as Wei He Daoist.

Dean Xu was the first to react, and he stood up with a slap on the table in shock and anger, his tiger eyes glaring, "Fatalist, what do you mean by that!"

Master Cheng De, who was about to burst into action, sat back down in silence.

Dean Seo knew it, he knew Chi You would never do what was predicted!

But he could never have imagined that the Predestined would be so bold and malicious as to dare to change even the contents of the prophecy to deceive people.

With these words he shouted to wake up the glued crowd. The room was suddenly filled with an uproar, and the old celestial master's pupils tightened as he looked incredulously at the back of the predestined man.

The old man from the Xuan Ling Office's face changed and he fiercely squeezed the scepter in his hand, "Predestined man, are you telling the truth?"

"You, how can you be so selfish and self-serving! You're using us and using us as knives!"

"You're a fatalist, how could you do this!"

A dozen old men took turns questioning, their blood pressure soaring with excitement, shaking their hands and pointing angrily at the predestined man. The predestined man did not deny it and looked guilty.

These old men were even more agitated, for they had ascertained the answer of the predestined from his attitude.

Some elderly people could not help but be filled with tears and choked up, "Sins."

Most of them have reached their prime, cursing and cursing, their minds are exhausted, but they can't go on. They sat dishevelled in their chairs, looking like they had aged a dozen years in an instant.

The fuss turned out to be just a joke.

What a sacrifice of oneself, but it turns out that one is just being used as a knife.

Ji Yaozi looks at the predestined man in disbelief.

He only felt that the scene before him was like a dream. He had dreamed countless times that the predestined man had repented in time and changed his ways, exactly like the image before him. But he knew all the same that in reality, the predestined man would never admit his mistake.

Ji Yaozi pinched himself so hard that his expression almost distorted in pain.

Not a dream.

But how is that possible?

How can a predestined person say such things?

Why did he choose to speak out when he had already fooled the crowd?

The Fatalist didn't even close the windows of the parlour, as if he didn't care that people heard him or that they, the people, would spread the secret.

Ji Yaozi's eyelids were pounding, and he had a growing sense of foreboding; he always had the feeling that the predestined were up to something big.

" Ji Yaozi ," the fatalist suddenly looked at Ji Yaozi and said in a warm voice, "Come here."

Ji Yaozi hesitates for a moment and walks over.

The Predictor nodded gently towards the others, greeted them as before and then departed at a leisurely pace, taking Ji Yaozi with him out of the meeting room.

Ji Yaozi was just about to ask why the Fatekeeper was looking for him when Old Master Tianshui and Master Cheng De caught up with him.

The old celestial master trembled and came over, his face sullen, "Fatalist, please also stay overnight at Tian Shifu, I have some questions I want to ask you."

The predestined man sighed and nodded his agreement. He looked to Master Cheng De and said matter-of-factly, " Is Master Cheng De staying at Tian Shifu tonight as well?"

Master Cheng De shook his head with a bitter smile, " Jokhang Temple is very busy these days, so I will leave in a moment. I'm coming here with the Old Master to say a few words to you."

He lowered his voice, "Predestined one, I believe you could not have done this. If the true gods ask, I will cover up for you."

The Predestined, however, shook his head disapprovingly, " Master Cheng De just tell the truth, I do things without shame, and I think the true God understands."

Master Cheng De sighed, "I see. In that case, Fated One, Old Master of Heaven, I will go back first."

As soon as the three Fates had disappeared, Master Cheng De turned to leave as well. But as he made his way to the parlour, he saw that the old friends of the parlour were standing in a group at the door, stopped by a god of the style.

This god is known to Master Cheng De. He is one of the three great gods of the Fates, and his name is Garan. Master Cheng De remembers him because his name is the same sound as the Buddhist Bodhisattva Garan, who is the guardian deity of the temple. With this name, Garan is definitely the best of the gods in terms of strength.

The Master Cheng De did not understand why the Fates had sent the gods to guard the door, and he pricked up his ears to listen surreptitiously to the curses of his old friends.

"Who are the predestined to stop us from leaving?!"

"Is he afraid we'll tell his secret? I pooh! Since he has taken the initiative to make it clear, what is there to be afraid of? This hypocrite and true villain!"

Garan said, "Your Excellency will not stop everyone for long. You will only have to stay in Tian Shifu for two more days, and once they have passed, you will be able to leave."

The Master Cheng De was in a state of shock.

He stopped listening and hurried off down the path.

Is this the ...... way for the fatalist to hold himself back?

He admitted his mistake, and after admitting it he would go to Jokhang Temple and ask the true God to continue to guide him to godhood. If he did become a god, he would not need to care about these people who knew his secret. If he had not become a god ...... he could have saved the day by imprisoning these people in Tian Shifu.

And why he was able to come out, presumably because he was going back to reply to the true God.

Master Cheng De did not dare to think about it any further, but wanted to go back and tell Jiang Luo about it.

Other side.

Ji Yaozi asked cautiously, "You have called me here, Cebu?"

The fatalist looked sideways and instructed in a warm voice, "Don't go anywhere for a few days, stay with Feng Li in Tian Shifu and take care of yourself."

It was rare for him to show concern for people, and if it had been before Ji Yaozi had discovered the strangeness of his life, Ji Yaozi would have been touched, but now he just felt a chill run through his body.

He braced himself to nod in response without a pale face. The fatalist said gratefully, "Go on."

The old celestial master had a complicated look on his face, "I'll send my disciples to arrange a room for him."

On the way, the old celestial master was eager to ask the predestined man something. But he didn't say anything until he reached the predestined man's residence. The old celestial master shook his hand in defeat, "I only hope that you will be mindful of Feng Li."

Having said this, and not waiting for the host to reply, he staggered away.

The fatalist slowly pushed open the door and poured himself a cup of tea. He sipped the tea slowly, and by the time the half-pot was gone, the sky had dimmed.

The fatalist suddenly said melancholy, "The old celestial master is nearing the end of his life span."

He raised his hand and tapped on the table, and a male god of style appeared in the room.

The god of style bowed his head and said meekly, "My lord."

" Luan Song, you go and bring more gods and stay close to Ji Yaozi ," the host closed his eyes, " don't let him find out that something is wrong, but don't let him near Jokhang Temple either ."

Luan Song said, "Yes."

He asked again hesitantly, "My lord, are you really going to Jokhang Temple tomorrow?"

The Fatalist smiled and said, "It has come to this, how can we stop halfway."

"Even if it's dangerous there, I can't let go of a glimmer of hope," muttered the Predestined, "this could be my last chance to become a god."

It is not that the Predestinarians are unaware of the crisis.

But as long as there is the slightest possibility, he will go to the edge of the sword and the fire.

What's more, the Suthep has sent gods to lurk secretly in the hills around Jokhang Temple. If Jokhang Temple's gods are really a trap, he is not afraid of anything.

After all, the descendants of the Chi family who were prophesied to kill him were also already either dead or wounded.

That night, Ji Yaozi stayed in Tian Shifu. The next morning, when Ji Yaozi tried to find his nemesis, he was told that he had already left.

"Gone?"

Ji Yaozi was a little agitated. He suddenly went in Feng Li's direction, wanting to ask Feng Li if there was anything wrong with Feng Li's mother.

Early in the morning, Feng Li was in his study reading a book. Ji Yaozi entered the study and closed the door behind him, asking impatiently, "Feng Li, who is your mother?"

Parents are a taboo Feng Li cannot talk about. Feng Li's face sank and he fought back his anger, "That's not a question you should ask."

Ji Yaozi hastened to explain, "Listen to me, I feel that something is not right with our birth. The predestined man was very wrong yesterday, and I feel that his wrongness is also related to our birth."

Feng Li narrowed his eyes for a long moment before asking, "What's wrong with him?"

Ji Yaozi hesitates for a moment and tells the story of the predestined man changing the content of his prophecy. He didn't know which word had struck Feng Li, and without Ji Yaozi noticing, Feng Li's eyes turned grey and hollow, as if he had been hypnotised, and then returned to their original state after a short while.

He suddenly stood up.

Ji Yaozi's words came to a screeching halt, "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Li walked around him and went out of the room, striding down the stairs. Ji Yaozi hurriedly chased after him, " Feng Li?"

Feng Li said lightly, "Don't you want to know why the Fates are out of place?"

Ji Yaozi couldn't help but nod his head.

Feng Li said, "We'll find out if we follow it up and have a look."

Ji Yaozi was stunned and looked at Feng Li with disbelief. After realising that Feng Li was serious, he hesitated for a few seconds and then made up his mind to follow Feng Li out of Tian Shifu without a second thought.

Ji Yaozi has been pretending to obey the predestined for many years.

He did not dare to resist the Fates, but his spirit was burning like oil. Now that the Fates have admitted to the truth, is he going to go on like a wallflower?

No, he wanted to find out why the predestined had suddenly revealed the secret, and wanted to know who his mother really was. It was time for him to come up with action too.

Ji Yaozi followed Feng Li and hurried to the bottom of Jokhang Temple.

Ji Yaozi did not know why they had come to Jokhang Temple. But he trusted Feng Li and followed him into the mountain without asking any questions.

Jokhang Temple is built halfway up a hill. Surrounded by mountains, it covers an area of 10,000 hectares. Although Ji Yaozi had heard of Jokhang Temple, he had never been to Jokhang Temple. Feng Li, however, is very skilled and takes Ji Yaozi up the mountain path.

The further we went, the more desolate the road became, and Ji Yaozi asked oddly, "Are we going the wrong way?"

Feng Li pointed in one direction, "We're almost there."

Ji Yaozi followed his finger and saw that Jokhang Temple was much closer. Ji Yaozi was relieved, but before the two of them could take a few steps, some men suddenly appeared in front of them and blocked the way.

On closer inspection, however, Ji Yaozi frowned and said, "A god of style?"

Five or six gods stood in front of Feng Li and Ji Yaozi, who had seen the leader of the group, one of the gods of the Fates, named Luan Song.

Could these be the gods of the fatalists?

Why are they here?

Ji Yaozi's face turned serious.

Luan Song said politely, "You two shouldn't be here, you can't go any further up the road, please go back."

Ji Yaozi asked in a deep voice, "Why are you here?"

Luan Song, "His Excellency has asked us to protect you."

Ji Yaozi: "......"

One god is powerful enough, how important are they both that they need so many gods to protect them?

Feng Li suddenly asked, "Are you here to protect me, or Ji Yaozi?"

Luan Song is silent, but looks at Ji Yaozi for a moment.

Ji Yaozi's heart sank.

Feng Li said, slightly amused, " Ji Yaozi is so important that you have sent so many people to protect him?"

His tone was off, but Ji Yaozi didn't notice. In an aggravated tone, he asked, "Why did the Predestinarians ask you to protect me."

Luan Song was wrong, "This is a dangerous place, so please go back to Tian Shifu."

Ji Yaozi, on the other hand, wanted to go to Jokhang Temple even more.

What danger could Jokhang Temple be that would make these gods stand at attention?

"I'm not going back," Ji Yaozi looked unhappy as he held out his hand and an iron cone flew out of his pocket, the sharp end aimed at the god of style, "If you have to stop me, I'm not going to be polite."

This is Ji Yaozi's most commonly used weapon spirit, the iron cone and his mind are in sympathy, and it is a powerful weapon that strikes wherever it is pointed.

Feng Li snorted, "What are you talking so much to them for."

The wind rushed from in front of him towards Luan Song, pushing him back a dozen metres. Luan Song stood still and immediately whistled.

A few seconds later, more gods of the style came out of the mountains.

Ten, twenty, thirty ......

A frightening number of gods surrounded Feng Li and Ji Yaozi in a single layer, and the two men's faces froze. The gods glanced at each other and narrowed the circle in silence.

The atmosphere was getting tense and just as Ji Yaozi was about to force his way out, someone behind Luan Song laughed and said, "Amitabha Buddha."

The crowd in the room froze.

The voice came closer and closer, and Rarity said, "Do you all want to fight in the mountains of my Jokhang Temple? There is a fine for fighting here."

Luan Song turned her head to see a bald monk with the appearance of a good woman emerge from the woods.

Luan Song knew him and frowned, " Ge Wuchen ?"

Ge Wuchen smiled faintly. The look in his eyes revealed the ruthlessness and pleasure of a great revenge about to be avenged, "Since you have come to my Jokhang Temple, it would be unjustifiable not to be a guest."

No sooner had he spoken than a hundred ghosts in strange shapes and gods came out behind him.

These are the same ghosts that once married Jiang Luo. The Hundred Ghosts belonged to Chi You's men and had joined Chi You a long time ago. Even though Chi You was seriously injured, he did not devour them to make up for it.

Feeling bad, Luan Song beckoned the gods to be on the lookout for Ge Wuchen.

The gods surrounding Ji Yaozi and Feng Li discreetly shielded them both in a circle and turned to face Ge Wuchen and the hundred demons.

If it was just a hundred ghosts, they could still deal with it.

But then another voice came from the left in mock surprise, "What a buzz in here."

Luan Song subconsciously looks to his left as Liao Si wanders over with a large group of staggering dead bodies, smiling.

The sound of dead bodies moseying through the woods sounded like crawling insects. The stench of corpses was strong as they crashed through the branches and vines, chunks of muddy flesh falling off their bodies.

A trap on two sides!

Luan Song made an immediate decision: "Go and inform His Excellency that there is a trap here! Chi You's men are coming!"

Some gods tried to leave from the back, but someone said coldly behind them, "Where do you want to go?"

The two sharp claws of the Flower Beaver were stretched out at his side, the nails on his sharp claws instantly becoming hard and slender. He led another group of grieving spirits to block the retreat of the gods.

Ji Yaozi stared blankly at the scene in front of him, somewhat overwhelmed by the reaction. Luan Song gripped his weapon in his hand and warned, "Do you think the lord is unprepared? There are gods everywhere in the mountains nearby, and they will flock to Jokhang Temple if there is any movement. Whatever you want to do, it will not be possible."

Liao Si weakly covered her mouth and coughed, smiling, "It's okay, we just have to take care of the big head. As for the other gods, there are still people to deal with."

"Please, let us finish you off," he said pathetically, "the master said that I could only get a new body if I took credit for it."

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CHAPTER 221

ESCAPE

The god Luo Zhu is lurking around the Jokhang Temple with other gods who are close enough to get there as fast as they can once the hosts call.

Luo Zhu is the only female god of the three gods around the Fatekeeper, a calm but daring woman who is assigned to be the first to protect the Fatekeeper.

It is silent in front of the Jokhang Temple and the forest is also very quiet, with only the sound of birds flying out of the trees.

Luo Zhu ambled up a tree and gazed at Jokhang Temple. After a breeze blows across her nose, she suddenly smells a hint of burnt smoke.

Luo Zhu followed the smell and got up, looking back behind him.

Light grey smoke is rising from the jungle in the distance and is gathering in the air.

On fire?

Luo Zhu sent one of her gods to take a look. One team went with her to Jokhang Temple to inform the owner that there had been a change in the mountain, while the other team went to the location of the incident.

After assigning the men, Luo Zhu wasted no time in taking the gods to Jokhang Temple.

But when he was about to reach Jokhang Temple, Luo Zhu stopped in his tracks and reached out to signal the people behind him to stop.

In front of them, Master Cheng De and his three disciples blocked the path.

Master Cheng De smiled benevolently, "This monk, Jokhang Temple is not entertaining incense-bearers today."

Luo Zhu knew that her master was reluctant to offend Jokhang Temple, so she was polite, " Master Cheng De, I have something I need to see the Master of the Host."

Master Cheng De said disapprovingly, "The Fatalist is at a critical moment right now, you cannot disturb him, and if you do, you will ruin his great event."

At these words, most of the gods who were following Luo Zhu hesitated. But Luo Zhu didn't waver in the slightest, knowing that it was useless to talk to Master Cheng De any further, she simply intended to pass on her own, "Master, I'm sorry."

The gods subconsciously followed Luo Zhu to circumvent Master Cheng De and the others, but a Buddhist pearl struck Luo Zhu as quickly as it could. Luo Zhu dodged it and looked at Master Cheng De in disbelief.

Three of Master Cheng De's disciples put their palms up in front of them and silently chanted the scriptures in unison. As their lips opened and closed, Luo Zhu felt as if his brain was being dazzled by the beating of bells and drums.

The visitor is not good!

Luo Zhu gave himself a strong slash to stay awake and made a split-second decision: "Change paths!"

It was surprising that Master Cheng De should treat them in this way, seeing that the true God of Jokhang Temple was a trap. They must pass on this news to His Lordship.

Master Cheng De shouted sternly, "Don't try to escape!"

He also chanted the scriptures along with the disciples.

One by one, the gods fell to the ground in agony, but Luo Zhu was the only one to grit his teeth and stumble away, disappearing into the jungle.

The disciples gradually stopped chanting and the eldest disciple asked worriedly, "Master, aren't we going after them?"

Master Cheng De said calmly, "Let's just guard this road. Wherever she goes, if she tries to get to Jokhang Temple, she will be stopped by others."

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed a little: "Half a year ago, the predestined man was so powerful ...... but look, half a year later, those who followed him before are either gone or have fallen to Jiang Luo Chi You, and in such a short time, the situation has completely changed. If this was half a year ago, who would have believed it?"

The disciple could not help but nod, and said apprehensively, "Master, do you think the predestined person will be killed in the end?"

Master Cheng De's face turned cold as he sneered, "He must die today or not!"

As he finished, Master Cheng De looked out into the forest, the smoke was growing, birds and animals were scurrying about, and trees were falling to the ground with a loud, uninterrupted thud.

A dark cloud rose at some point on an otherwise sunny day, moving ever closer to Jokhang Temple.

From a distance, it looks rather like a large and oppressive army.

Master Cheng De suddenly laughed out loud, "Fatalist, with this gesture today, you will not be shabby even if you die."

The State's forces surrounded the entire Jokhang Temple at the bottom to prevent the enemy from escaping if they were defeated. Chi You's men and their notoriously old men, all of them ghosts and all of them, were here to protect Jokhang Temple, with Jiang Luo and the others inside.

It really wasn't an unjust death for the Fatalist this wave.

The Jokhang Temple is a peaceful place.

The predestined man entered the temple of the true God and paid his respectful obeisance, "The late one has admitted his fault."

He offered three incense sticks, and after a few moments, the True God spoke and asked, "Are you sincere in knowing your mistake?"

The Fated One laughed, "Of course I am sincerely aware of my mistake. After being taught by senior, my junior has seen through the four words 'all dharmas are empty'."

"Not bad," said the true God with relief after a long time, "it is extremely rare to know one's mistakes and change them. That's all, come in."

The predestined man straightened up and looked at the door of the room, which was close to late.

The true God was inside the door of the room, and once the predestined man stepped inside, what awaited him was either a crisis or the heavenly path to godhood. The Fatalist had been waiting for two hundred years, and he had finally waited for this day.

After closing his eyes and calming down his overly agitated emotions, the Fatalist stepped forward and pushed open the door to the room.

Beyond the door of the room is the large, wide to somewhat austere hall.

The statue of our master Siddhartha Mani was enshrined in the hall, and the host was a little surprised when he said tentatively, "Elder?"

"I am," a distant voice came from within the room, making it impossible to distinguish which direction the voice was coming from, "You amaze me, Predestined One. I did not think you could make it this far."

The predecessor said modestly, "I dare not, but please continue to instruct my senior."

The True God was also dry and straightforward, saying, "You are only one step away from becoming a god at this moment."

Even though he was a light-hearted man, his heart jumped two beats faster when he heard these words, and his breathing quickened slightly. He took a few seconds of silence, "Go ahead."

The True God said, "This last step is the most difficult and painful. If you fail to do it, all the efforts you have made before will have to be undone. I wonder if you can make up your mind to bear this pain?"

The fatalist smiled faintly, "The late one is ready for this."

"Well," asked the True God, turning his words around, "do you remember what I said to you earlier?"

The predecessor nodded respectfully, "Senior's words, junior would not dare to forget a single word."

The True God said, "Then you should remember those people I told you about who changed from human beings to gods, whether it was Zhang Tian Shi or Guan Gong, whether it was the Three Emperors and Five Emperors or Ding Xin Wu, they all became gods only after they died."

The predestined man froze.

The true god said, "Only if you die can you be edified as a god after death."

Silence.

There was silence in the entire Buddhist temple.

The smile on the predestined man's face slowly disappeared.

What does the true God mean, teasing him?

But on closer examination, his words do seem to have some truth to them. Since ancient times, those who have become gods have really become gods after their merits and virtues have been perfected after death.

But how is it possible that the final step to godhood is death?

What if the predestined man dies and he does not become a god?

This is a complete dead-end cycle. If what the true God says is true, then the predestined person cannot become a god without dying. But after death, who can guarantee that the predestined person will become a god?

The True God acted as if he had expected this, "You see, you can't even make this step, you'll just be wasting away in place."

There was obscurity in the eyes of the fatalist as he gently closed his eyes, his snow-coloured eyelashes dropping a shadow, "Could there be a second way, seniors?"

"It's just that," said the true God, "let me give you a hand."

When the predestined opened his eyes, he heard the voice of the true God coming closer and closer.

No, not closer, but less of the staged ethereal languor of the voice.

The fatalist subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice and saw a figure walk out from behind the Buddha statue. The face was familiar, and this person smiled at him, a smile laced with the mockery of watching a good show, "Let me, senior, help you to die."

It's Jiang Luo.

How could it be Jiang Luo?

The predestined man's expression cracked for a moment. He stared at Jiang Luo in disbelief, unable to believe that the true god he had always believed in was him.

How could it be Jiang Luo!

Shock, anger and disillusioned disappointment welled up one by one on the face of the predestined man. The Predestined Man's face turned green and white as he thought back over the past month and thought of the images of his deference to the true God and his voluntary admission of the secret of prophecy.

He clenched his teeth, "You played the true god to deceive me?"

Jiang Luo, "How can you say it's a fake?"

He laughed softly, "Aren't I helping you become a god?"

Jiang Luo shook his arm, and the huge golden dragon hissed and flew out of the Yin Yang Ring. Jiang Luo glanced at the predestined man with a smirk, "Chen Long in the Yin Yang Ring, you don't even know him?"

Without waiting for the fatalist to speak, he picked up on his own, "Oh, I forgot. This Yin-Yang ring has been forged twice by someone else, and you have long since lost track of what the Yin-Yang ring will do."

Every word was like cold water poured over the head, shattering all the hopes and ease of the predestined people and crushing them underfoot. Half a month's wait for the predestined people had all turned into a joke.

All his hopes of becoming a god were completely in pieces.

The Fatalist's face turned pale and as he was in a state of distraction, Jiang Luo rushed in front of him unawares and slammed his fist into the Fatalist's body with the force of a mountain.

Chen Long and the fist together, slamming viciously into the predestined man.

"There was a loud bang as the fatalist crashed through the door of the room and fell straight into the middle of the large courtyard.

Jiang Luo briefly fixes the lodger with the word spirit, he draws his dagger and, with little hesitation, immediately slashes at the lodger's throat.

But just as it cut through his skin, Jiang Luo was knocked out of the way by a powerful force. He looked up as he stood firm and saw that two gods were already standing behind the Fated One.

This guy really does have a means of saving his life.

Jiang Luo wasn't sure if he had scratched his vocal cords, but he knew that he must not give the Fatalist time to speak.

Jiang Luo quickly wrote the word "water", which flickered and turned into a huge ball of water that attacked the three Fates. The two gods intervened in front of the Fatekeepers, sending the water mass splashing in all directions.

Jiang Luo smiles and writes the word 'thunder' on his hand again without mercy, throwing it into the sky and then clenching his five fingers as if pulling something down. Overcast clouds spread above the temple as silver thunder and lightning fell with great ferocity, revealing its power as thunder and lightning through the wet stream.

The Fated One avoided it in time, but his two gods turned into two tiny charred paper figures under the lightning, which fell to the ground and turned to dust.

The predestined man looks at Jiang Luo anew, as if he is a stranger to Jiang Luo for the first time.

In the time it took him to fight back, Jiang Luo had already taken the advantage and was unstoppable in extending it, and by now the predestined man had lost the lead completely.

The shock and anger of being deceived still churning in his heart, the Cebuano touched the wound on his neck, his eyes darkening.

With all the commotion at Jokhang Temple, it would have been logical for his gods to have arrived, but the reality was that none of them did.

The Predestined was no fool, and after snapping out of his obsession with becoming a god, he understood that he had been caught in a month-long ploy.

For a month, they had laid trap after trap to trap him in Jokhang Temple today.

Jiang Luo wanted him dead.

The Fatalist knows that at this moment, the most sensible thing to do is to run away.

This is a trap, so Jiang Luo is not the only one coming against him. The odds are that all his gods have been wiped out, and the only best decision is to flee, and the quicker and sooner he does so, the better his chances are of rising again.

The predestined man took a deep breath and suppressed the various emotions that were bothering him. Immediately, he turned around and darted out the door.

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CHAPTER 222

LEAVE

The predestined fled as fast as they could, with Jiang Luo in hot pursuit.

Jiang Luo mocked as he gave chase, "Fatalist, look at the mess you're in, like a dog in the water, what are you afraid of?"

"Didn't you want to become a god? How come you're gone?"

Jiang Luo watched the back of the predestined man, his gaze vaguely aimed at the location of the predestined man's heart.

The dagger in his hand flashed with the sharpness reflected on the body of the golden dragon.

"A man dies without a heart."

Jiang Luo decided to take Hei Wuchang's reminder in its simplest sense.

The predestined man is a "man", and as long as he is a man, his heart is his vitals.

His gaze grew stern.

At a time like this, not a second can be wasted, and Jiang Luo will not hesitate to drive a dagger through the chest cavity of his predecessor once he has the chance.

As if sensing the crisis coming from behind him, the Fatalist's speed grew faster and faster. But when the fatalist fled out of the temple gate, he abruptly stopped.

The entire Jokhang Temple was clear and cold, without a single monk in sight. But before the eyes of the fatalist there were eight men gathered around him in unison.

From Lu Youyi, with his Teng Bi sword, to Qi Ye, who has no spirit, all faces are serious and ready to go.

These men did not pose a threat to the fatalists, but the reason the fatalists did not move was because they were standing in a delicate formation with the spell formation under their feet.

Once the predestined man steps in, it takes time to get out. But as soon as the predestined man is held up for a few seconds, Jiang Luo will be able to catch up.

This looks like the path to certain death.

But the predestined man calmed down instantly, and turned to smile at Jiang Luo as he rushed out.

"Two hundred years," said the Host, his voice hoarse, his vocal cords damaged but still able to make a sound, "two hundred years and I have not killed any of them."

Jiang Luo's eyelids suddenly jumped and he was the first to make a move to stop the predestined man.

But he was a step too late.

The predestined man reached out his hand, his fingers clenched slightly into claws, and with a lightning-fast grip he strangled the nearest Ge Zhu, saying with a sigh, "But today, if I don't kill someone, they will have to come and kill me."

His hopes of becoming a god were dashed, and he was deceived to the core. It was as if killing or not killing didn't matter.

The anger and despair that had risen for so long in the fatal man were woven into the coldness of his nature.

He broke Ge Zhu's limbs to prevent Ge Zhu from escaping. He then grabbed Ge Zhu and sped off down the hill.

The formation was broken by him so forcefully that Lu Youyi exclaimed in disbelief, " Ge Zhu --!"

The Fates used Ge Zhu's life to get Jiang Luo to back down.

Ge Zhu, in his hands, would have been a life-saving card that would have allowed him to successfully escape.

Jiang Luo's pupils constricted, his excellent eyesight allowing him to see the image of the Fatalist twisting Ge Zhu's hands and feet. He watched as the Fatalist grabbed Ge Zhu and walked away, watched the strange curves of Ge Zhu's arms and legs, and with a bang, Jiang Luo was furious.

A monstrous rage burned red in his eyes.

But the angrier he became, the calmer he became. Jiang Luo pursed his lips tightly as he quickly caught up with the predestined man.

The predestined man has run out of Jokhang Temple.

Ge Zhu's breathing is getting weaker as he moves faster and faster. Ge Zhu's grey eyes are open as he looks at the roof of Jokhang Temple and the cascading branches of the trees as they rush past.

The sharp pain came from every part of his body and the friction between half of his body and the ground had dragged blood all the way down.

The sky was dull and cloudy, making the day as grey as the night. The grey clouds moved slowly through them and for a moment, Ge Zhu felt like a child again.

When he was a young monk, he used to look up at the sky like this, curious about everything.

At that time, his side of the world was the size of Jokhang Temple, and he was always surrounded by the same innocent Ge Wuchen, come rain or shine.

He and Ge Wuchen were the only brothers in the group of orphans adopted by Jokhang Temple.

Ge Zhu's eyes are out of focus and in his trance he can hear the ragged sound of his own breathing and can see his friends coming after him.

One can feel the constant flow of life.

Did Ge Wuchen ever suffer like this, he thought?

Did he suffer as much as he does now when he was forced to betray Jokhang Temple and take the blame for his father's and teacher's murder?

Anyway, Ge Zhu is feeling the pain.

It was more painful than when he was once about to be beaten to death by Ge Wuchen, tears and blood running down his face together.

" Ge Zhu!!!"

Ge Wuchen's broken and extremely angry voice rang out in front of him.

A moment of sharp desperation pulled Ge Zhu back to consciousness.

The predestined man stopped in his tracks.

Behind them were Feng Li and Ji Yaozi, who were supposed to be in Tian Shifu.

The moment he saw Feng Li and Ji Yaozi, the Predestined's pupils tightened and his hands tightened violently.

Ge Zhu's eyes bulge out and he makes a hard "ho ho" sound.

Ji Yaozi looked incredulously at Ge Zhu and then at the predestined man.

What did he see?

The Fatalist has actually hurt someone!

Ge Wuchen's eyes were red and bloodshot, and, overcome with rage, he roared forward. The Fatalist knew that Ge Zhu's life might be a threat to Jiang Luo, but not to Chi You's men. He threw Ge Zhu straight at Ge Wuchen and then quickly rushed towards Liao Si and the Flower Beavers.

Liao Si gave a short bark as the flowering beaver stepped forward to block him. Paws across his chest, eyes as fierce as beasts under the mask of a fox.

The blood containing the power of consecration heavenly grasps all kinds of evil things. The Fatal Man squeezed out the blood from his fingers and flung it on the body of the Flower Beaver. Easily, the flower beaver was corroded into heavy wounds and prostrated in pain where the blood splashed.

The fox mask fell away and a large chunk of flesh and blood had been corroded off the lower half of the fox-like face of the flower beaver.

With no one in front of him, Liao Si took a few steps back with a frightened look in his eyes, but fortunately the Fate did not care about him, but went straight to Ji Yaozi and Feng Li and led them on their way down.

Liao Si, relieved, rolled and crawled to the beaver's side, carrying the corner of his coat and scrambling to wipe the blood from his body.

Ji Yaozi does not want to go down with the fatalist.

The Fates should have been ambushed and were in a hurry to escape. The more Ji Yaozi thought about it, the more strange it seemed to him that he had to take them with him in such a crisis. His white hair was dishevelled and blood was splattered all over his face and body, and he was not at all the transcendent man he used to be.

Ji Yaozi stumbled at his tug and subconsciously took a few steps with him.

He looked at the back of the predestined man with a complicated gaze.

How much of the Predestined's protection of them at this moment is truly because they are his children?

Feng Li follows the predestined man in the same silence.

The Fatalist's tone was cold, "Didn't I tell you to stay in Tian Shifu?"

"The Fatalist ......" Ji Yaozi's voice was dry, "You-"

"Where are you trying to run to, predestined man?"

In an interested tone, Ji Yaozi's words were cut off.

A suit-clad villain walked slowly and deliberately from the head of the road, a perfect smile on his pale face, as calmly as if he had never been wounded.

Liao Si's eyes glowed as if she had seen a lifeline, "Master!"

The Fatalist's heart sank repeatedly until now, when he finally had the feeling that he might die here. His eyes changed unpredictably as he looked deeply at Chi You, "I can't believe you're not dead."

The evil spirit laughed lightly twice and said, as if in truth, "I have always had good luck."

The Fates let go of Feng Li and Ji Yaozi and held them back unnoticed, a condensation in their eyes.

With a wolf in front of him and a tiger at his back, it would not be easy for him to run away.

Not to mention the escape with Ji Yaozi, which was even less easy.

Just as the fatalist was focusing most of his attention on the evil spirit, a gust of wind came from behind and Ji Yaozi watched as a dagger sunk hard into the fatalist's heart.

The blood of the fatalist splattered on Ji Yaozi's face. Ji Yaozi stiffened, raised his hand to stop it, and forced it down. He couldn't tell what was going through his mind.

The paths are different.

Even extremely unfilially, Ji Yaozi's heart, although empty and feeling grief, was vaguely relieved.

He had guessed that this day would come, but he had not expected that the death of the predestined man would come so close to him.

Without blinking, Jiang Luo pulled the dagger out and sent it down again viciously. Most of the splattered blood stained his face half red. Jiang Luo was like a demon as he grinned, scarlet sticky blood dripping down his graceful chin, "Fatalist, I kill you."

The fatalist slowly turned his head.

Blood continued to spill from his mouth, but the fatalist's eyes became gentle as ever as he looked at Jiang Luo and said softly, "Jiang Luo, do you know why you are in this world?"

Jiang Luo sent the dagger further in his hand, his smile flamboyant and striking, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

"I brought you into this world," said the Predestined One, but he was unconcerned and said to himself, "Everyone in this world is in the Predestined One, including me. But I found a difference in the 'you' of this world, a connection between Jiang Luo and you. And once I summoned you through this connection, you wandered away from the predestination of this world. This is what brought you to this world."

The fatalist suddenly grabbed Jiang Luo's left hand.

The red mole on the back of Jiang Luo's left hand is as red as the juice of a broken rose.

The Fate's fingers rubbed gently over the red mole, his pale eyes fixed on Jiang Luo, "But now, you pose a threat to me. So it is time for you to go back to your world."

With a single movement of his finger, the predestined man magically erased the red mole on Jiang Luo's hand.

He said, "Leave."

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CHAPTER 223

THE BATTLE

The Fatal Man waits quietly for Jiang Luo to leave.

But after a few seconds, nothing happened. Instead, Jiang Luo smirked and clutched his arm with a backhand so that the predestined man could not escape.

"Fatalist," he said with feigned surprise, "how come I'm not gone?"

The predestined frowned and bowed his head.

The red mole on Jiang Luo's left hand, which he has erased, is the link between the two Jiang Luos.

But why did Jiang Luo not leave when he was disconnected?

Doubt flashed in the eyes of the fatalist.

But the next second, a sharp pain came from his chest, interrupting his doubts. A pale, slender ghostly hand passed bloodily through the chest of the host, the ghostly hand corroded into gnarled white bone by the blood of the host.

A chilling aura closed in from behind, and the evil spirit stood expressionlessly behind the fatalist, shadows looming, "Who are you sending away, fatalist?"

The evil spirit's ghostly aura was hideous, as if it wanted to devour everything. The predestined man opened his mouth, and great gulps of blood spurted out of his mouth. Each drop of blood fell on the hand of the evil spirit, and hot white smoke rose from it.

Chi You withdrew his hand with such force that the predestined man was thrown to the ground by him. He did not look at the fatalist but immediately raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Luo.

The force in the evil spirit's hand was so strong that it almost crushed Jiang Luo's hand bones. Jiang Luo knew that what the predestined man had just done had struck a chord with Chi You. For the evil spirit now, Jiang Luo's departure was the only possibility to completely anger him and drive him mad.

Jiang Luo barely hesitated before he took him in his hands. He looked straight into Chi You's gloomy eyes and said categorically, "He can't send me away. I have a soul chain wrapped around my soul, and the soul chain is the twin weapon of Bai Wuchang's hooking chain, so anyone who tries to tamper with my soul will only get nowhere."

At this point in time, Jiang Luo is immensely grateful to Sai Liaoer and Hei Wuchang for having a soul unique enough to be entangled in soul chains.

He couldn't imagine what the world would be like, what Chi You would be like, if he did return to his own world.

The evil spirits are soothed by Jiang Luo's sure eyes, and their expressions slowly become calm.

Now is not the time to talk, Jiang Luo squeezed Chi You's hand. Stepping forward, he walked over to the predestined man.

The white-haired pseudo-god lies still on the ground.

A large hole was pierced in his chest, and pools of blood flowed everywhere, staining the dark yellow soil an unsettling crimson.

The host's expression lingered on the last of his shock, he had not expected the suddenness of Chi You's blow. The Fatalist's snow-coloured eyes were wide open, and his white brow and eyelashes were stained with the stain of blood in patches.

The Fatalist ...... seems to be dead.

Jiang Luo couldn't believe how easy his death would be, and knowing the importance of "mending the knife", he stabbed his predecessor in the heart again without saying a word.

Jiang Luo reached out to the nostrils of the fatalist, who was not breathing, as if he were the most ordinary corpse.

Jiang Luo again probed the aorta at the neck of the fatalist.

The aorta is calm and not beating.

There was silence, all the noise disappeared, even the sound of birds followed. Everyone was watching Jiang Luo's movements, waiting with bated breath for the results of his test.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath, ecstasy surging through him as an afterthought, and he turned his head to look at the crowd, his smile unconsciously tugging wider and wider, "He's dead."

"The predestined man is dead."

Everyone froze for a few seconds, followed by loud cries of joy and liberating painful anger. Liao Si completely collapsed to the floor, his chest heaving and a little breathless. As he coughed, he leapt for joy and spoke to Hua Rui, "Hua Rui, the Fatal Man is dead, he's finally dead, I can get a new body!"

Hua Rui slowly calmed the sharp pain in his body, his face was white as he looked sideways at the body of his host, the corners of his mouth curled up freely, "Good death!"

Ge Wuchen, who hated the Fatal Man even more than the two of them, was in tears as he nervously hugged Ge Zhu tightly and kept stroking his cheek and hair, his fingers trembling with sadness and joy, " Ge Zhu, the Fatal Man is dead, you can't die, you mustn't die!"

Ge Zhu opened his lips and felt a rolling tear fall on his face, his eyes growing grey.

On hearing this, Jiang Luo immediately got up and said to Ge Wuchen, "Quickly send Ge Zhu to Sai Liaoer and ask Sai Liaoer to ask the gods to heal him!"

Ge Wuchen, in a daze, hastily stumbled up the hill with Ge Zhu in his arms, his footsteps hurried.

Jiang Luo got up and summoned Chen Long, who flew quickly to the top of the mountain with Ge Wuchen and Ge Zhu on his back. Chen Long gave a reluctant snort and flew reluctantly towards Ge Wuchen.

Only after this was done did Jiang Luo look at the body of the predestined man with a complicated gaze and turn to Chi You, "Can you swallow his soul?"

In this metaphysical world, Jiang Luo wants to eliminate the possibility of a predestined person becoming a ghost as well.

Chi You showed a look of boredom, "I'll try it with a ghost tattoo."

Although the ghost pattern is the evil spirit of the predestined person, it has long been tamed by Chi You. Even if the predestined person dies, the ghost mark will not disappear.

But after Chi You jumped off the Longquan, the ghost pattern was almost washed away by the Longquan. Jiang Luo was worried whether Chi You's ghost pattern would still be usable.

A few moments later, a much lighter and smaller ghostly pattern crawled weakly onto the back of Chi You's hand.

Jiang Luo breathes a small sigh of relief and looks back at Ji Yaozi and Feng Li and wonders.

How did these two men end up on the hill at Jokhang Temple?

But he and Chi You had just killed his father, so he was too embarrassed to go over and ask them now, so he just pretended not to see them and continued talking to Chi You.

"His prophecy came true after all," Jiang Luo said, "and you killed him."

The Man of Destiny, who goes by the name of "destiny", is not beyond destiny after all. If he hadn't made the prophecy about himself, the ending might have been different again.

Destiny.

This stuff is so esoteric.

Chi You had just curled his lips and was about to answer, but his smile sank.

Jiang Luo keenly noticed the change in his expression, "What's wrong?"

Chi You has a shade rising from his brow, "The curse is not gone from me."

Jiang Luo was stunned.

The Fate had once placed a curse on the Chi family's direct line that "no harm could come to the side line", and if the Fate had died, the curse should have disappeared.

If it doesn't disappear, there's only one answer ......

Jiang Luo and Chi You looked at the Fatalist together, "The Fatalist is still alive?!"

He cursed lowly in annoyance, "But he's clearly not breathing."

Chi You looked deeply at the predestined man, thoughtfully.

Jiang Luo walked around sharply and began to wonder to himself if he had misunderstood Hei Wuchang's words.

" Bi Gan 挖心, Bi Gan 挖心 ...... 路遇菜妇人 ...... 人无心就死 ...... "

What does that mean exactly?

Jiang Luo's head hurt from thinking about it when Chi You suddenly asked, "Can people die without a heart?"

Jiang Luo told Chi You what Hei Wuchang had told him.

Chi You likewise thought of Bi Gan's gouging of his heart, and quickly associated it with the predestined man's firm protection of Ji Yaozi, towards whom he looked meaningfully.

Jiang Luo followed his gaze and met Ji Yaozi, whose eyes were shocked.

" Feng Li is seen by the Predestined as his next body, so Ji Yaozi will most likely be his heart vessel," the evil spirit said languidly, " Ji Yaozi, what do you think."

Ji Yaozi had been eavesdropping on the conversation between the two of them, and when he heard the words, "A man without a heart will die", he had a vague idea of what to expect. When Chi You finished his sentence, his heart sank to the bottom.

His lips opened and closed for a moment, unable to utter a single word in rebuttal.

The subconscious mind tells him that Chi You is right.

His heart, that is, the heart of the predestined.

All the fog will now clear up and reveal the hideous ugliness of the original.

Why can he find no trace of his mother having lived? Because his memories of his mother are false, he has no mother, he is only a vessel for the heart of the predestined.

Why did the Fates take him with them even when they escaped from Lian's house, and why did the Fates send so many gods to protect him ...... Everything and anything has long since revealed the truth from the smallest detail.

Ji Yaozi should have felt resentment and fear, but when he established this fact, there was only a pall of despair.

He can refine because the predestined person can also refine. His instinctive fearful obedience to the predestined man is also because of this heart, I think.

But why was he allowed to have his own thoughts his own consciousness?

Ji Yaozi thought a lot in that moment, and then he seemed to think nothing at all. He suddenly let out a bitter laugh, "I think you're right."

Behind him, Feng Li suddenly takes a step closer and raises his hand to squeeze Ji Yaozi's shoulder.

Ji Yaozi only thought Feng Li was comforting him, and he smiled in a daze, his expression gradually penetrating, his tone the melancholy of having figured something out, "Since my heart is the heart of a predestined person, let's rip out my heart. If it's any later, it's not possible for me to become the next predestined person."

Jiang Luo: "Lao Ji ......"

With these words, Ji Yaozi felt a surprising sense of relief that he had never felt before, and he interrupted Jiang Luo with a smile and a hearty laugh, "Jiang Luo, you're just like me! You may not know it, but I've always envied you! I made your Yin Yang Ring, I taught you how to use it, and later on I somehow taught you how to use psychic techniques ...... so to speak, I am qualified to be your master."

Jiang Luo said directly and dryly, "Master."

He called Feng Li 'sir', but now Ji Yaozi is willingly called 'master'.

Ji Yaozi froze, then his eyes lit up and he gave a resounding "aye" and turned back to Feng Li with a smile and joked, "I didn't steal your apprentice!

Feng Li looked at him in silence.

Ji Yaozi happily turned his head again and continued to talk to Jiang Luo: "That psychic technique, whether you want to teach it to others depends on your mood, but if you want to teach it, you should open your eyes and take a good look at that person's character, don't teach the disciple and starve the master. I believe in your vision, when I die, that funeral shop you just sell it, funeral shop funeral qi, young people should not touch."

Jiang Luo was speechless for a moment. The knot in his throat rolled a few times and he said in a low voice, "Good."

Ji Yaozi has never been so talkative, gabbing away to the others.

He had lived for forty years and had been alone. The first half of his life had not been a happy one, never feeling mentally relaxed, even always depressed and dreary, like an underground tunnel that never saw the light of day. Because he disagreed with the doctrine of the predestined man, he was always aiding and abetting the evil. This made Ji Yaozi feel like an accomplice, and as a result, he felt more than guilty towards Chi You.

But today, he can finally be his true self and do what he needs to do for Chi You, for everyone.

Ji Yaozi looked straight at the people in the room as if he had been cleansed of his previous inactivity and sin. He did not want Chi You to kill him, for he did not want to burden Chi You with another line of sins. So he turned his head to face Feng Li, "Feng Tian Shi, come and see me off all the way."

Feng Li nodded silently and placed his hand on his chest.

The Master of Heaven was human and could not, by definition, pass through Ji Yaozi's chest with his bare hands. But Ji Yaozi didn't see the error of his ways. His eyes were closed, his lips quivered a few times, he glanced at the sky, then at the lush canopy of trees, and finally up at the yellow earth of the mountain road.

He said imperceptibly, "What a shame it's not a great sunny day."

Ji Yaozi closed his eyes, "Come on, Master of Heaven."

Feng Li's eyes glowed with a hollow light as his palm abruptly pushed through Ji Yaozi's flesh and grasped the vibrant heart.

The evil spirit closed his eyes and gave Feng Li one last implied command: choke down.

Feng Li squeezed his hand violently.

Ji Yaozi's eyes fluttered open and he was silently taken out of breath. The moment Ji Yaozi's heart was crushed, Chi You felt the curse wrapped around his body disappear.

The predestined man is completely dead.

The overcast clouds in the sky slowly dispersed and sunlight flooded the earth. Those who are late reveal a clear day after being covered by dark clouds.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

CHAPTER 224

LIVING IN THE WORLD OF MEN

The breeze and grass are green, the frogs are chirping and the cicadas are singing.

Jiang Luo buried Ji Yaozi's body in a feng shui site in the mountains of Jokhang Temple.

Ji Yaozi is only the heart vessel of the predestined person, just like the body of the idol that Chi You now uses. The idol body has absorbed enough Yin blood to become self-aware, and the heart also gives Ji Yaozi self-awareness. When he dies, he is dead, without three souls and seven bodies, and cannot even be reincarnated.

The cemetery is in a quiet location and Jiang Luo has taken on the role of Ji Yaozi's apprentice, sweeping and burning paper for Ji Yaozi's grave for three days.

"It's no good doing anything without some money," Jiang Luo sat cross-legged in front of the grave, putting a hundred dollar bill into the fire bowl, "I'm the apprentice, you give me your annual whistle, so I won't let you run out of money anyhow."

Chi You also sat beside him and threw a mobile phone made of paper into the fire pit.

Chi You was not touched by Ji Yaozi's suicide as he was a cold-hearted man. But because of Jiang Luo, he gave Ji Yaozi enough respect.

When he had finished burning everything, Jiang Luo got up, he looked at the tombstone for a moment and patted the paper dust from his body, "Let's go."

Two people strolling between the mountain paths.

After the death of the Fatalist, it was agreed that the body of the Fatalist would be thrown to the ground to prevent any accidents. Sai Liaoer, who had just saved Ge Zhu's life, was brought in to ask Hei Wuchang to come up and see if there was any chance of his resurrection.

It was only when Hei Wuchang was certain that the Fatal Man would never come back to life that everyone breathed a real sigh of relief.

Jiang Luo casually plucked a leaf from the top of his head, "The Fatal Man didn't die at your hands in the end."

Chi You did not speak.

Back when Jiang Luo was staying at Lian's house, the evil spirit dropped a hint to Feng Li. The celestial master who was hinted at would follow his instructions for a certain period of time, and the death of a predestined person at the hands of Feng Li was also tantamount to death at the hands of the evil spirit.

A sneer flickered across the corners of the evil spirit's mouth.

Jiang Luo rambled on, "Hei Wuchang hasn't found Teng Bi's soul yet, so it will be a while before we hear anything. I'm not going to sell Ji Yaozi's shop, it's a shame to sell it because it's a way to remember people. By the way, I don't think I've seen Li Sha this time. ......"

Chi You didn't like hearing him talk about other people and raised her hand to cover his mouth, saying slightly impatiently, "You talk about them, why don't you talk about you and me?"

Jiang Luo rolled his eyes and pulled Chi You's hand off, "What do I have to say to you?"

The evil spirit, "Oh, so you're not going to tell me anything."

Jiang Luo shuddered at the uncharacteristic tone of his voice and wanted to laugh a little, "Well, I do have something to tell you. Ge Zhu is almost done, let's stay at Jokhang Temple for another day tonight and go down tomorrow. Lu Youyi, they're shouting for us both to treat, after all, I'm the first one out of a whole class to get off."

Jiang Luo said with some amusement as he gave Chi You a critical look, "You still have many flaws, but they are not intolerable, and as my first man, don't disgrace me when the time comes."

Chi You took him by the shoulders, casually holding a strand of his hair in his hands and playing with it, smiling dangerously at the words, "First man? You want another man?"

"......" Your ability to capture the point is really quite strong.

By the time we returned to Jokhang Temple, the sun had set and there were a few loud thunderclaps in the sky. Before long, a cold rain fell, shrouding the group of ancient temples in a curtain of rain.

Jiang Luo asked Chi You to bring him some hot water to soak his feet in, but the water was so hot that he dared not go down even though he was on the sides of the bucket. In the end, it was the evil spirit who got involved and stepped on Jiang Luo's feet to get into the hot water.

"Grass," Jiang Luo tried to draw out, "hot!"

The evil spirit slowly continued to step on Jiang Luo, "It's better for your health if you're hotter."

Jiang Luo has a strange expression on his face.

That's an odd thing to hear coming from Chi You, "You're getting back at me, aren't you?"

The evil spirit asked with interest, "How so?"

Jiang Luo said, "Seeing that I instructed you to be displeased, so deliberately get me a bucket of boiling hot water ......"

As he talked, he couldn't even talk anymore because Jiang Luo himself told Chi You to bring back more hot water.

He shut his mouth wanly, and Chi You had just gone a little soft when Jiang Luo slipped out from under Chi You's foot and pinned it down, laughing, "I caught you! The water at the bottom of the bucket is the hottest, do you feel good now?"

"......" Chi You let out a sardonic laugh, "I'm so cool."

After soaking his feet, Jiang Luo breaks out in a thin sweat. As he lies comfortably in bed, he can hear the sound of his bones loosening. He stretches out and looks over to see Chi You lying comfortably next to him, his right hand reading a book while his left hand moves under the covers on his thigh.

Jiang Luo felt a bit of sensation from the touch, but was in no mood for such things. He lifted his foot and tucked it into Chi You's rock-hard leg, "Go and pour the water."

Chi You moved with a start, feeling that he had not heard Jiang Luo's words, "What did you say?"

Jiang Luo justified, "Pouring the water."

The evil spirit turned back to Jiang Luo and looked deep into his eyes. Jiang Luo stared at him undaunted, and after a moment, Chi You suddenly sneered, "Good."

He got up to pour the footwash.

Jiang Luo breathes a sigh of relief, wipes the sweat from his head and glances sideways to see Chi You's mobile phone on his pillow.

Curious, he took it and opened it. It didn't even have a password, and when he opened it, it was clean, even if Jiang Luo was the only person in WeChat.

Jiang Luo is happy, satisfied, exits and clicks on the album again.

But it's amazing that you need a password to open an album on a phone that doesn't even have a lock screen.

Jiang Luo became suspicious and tried to enter Chi You's date of birth, which was incorrect. He then narcissistically entered his own, which was still incorrect.

Jiang Luo was about to make the mistake of locking the screen three times when he suddenly lost the day they first made love.

The album is open.

Jiang Luo: "......"

Perversion.

With a little curiosity, Jiang Luo took a quick glance at the album, and when he saw its contents, his face darkened completely.

The album is full of ugly pictures of him!

They are all pictures taken of him while he was asleep over the past few nights. In these photos, Jiang Luo is either sleeping with his face covered in hair or his whole body is covered in the blanket in a bird's egg. There is also a picture of Chi You holding him in his arms and him sleeping on Chi You's chest. In this picture, the two are naked, with the bedding across their waists and stomachs. Jiang Luo looks like a fool as he sleeps with his lips slightly parted and what appears to be suspicious fluid in the corner of his mouth.

Chi You, on the other hand, is handsome and charming, and raises an eyebrow at the camera, looking suggestively at Jiang Luo.

"???"

Jiang Luo's eyes widened and he stared in disbelief.

When he reacted, he was immediately grumpy. Jiang Luo couldn't believe he had such a stupid picture of himself, and was stuck to Chi You like a fucking octopus - how was that possible?

Obviously he sleeps in a normal position every day?

He almost crushed Chi You's phone with one swift movement. At the critical moment, Jiang Luo grunts and keeps his wits about him, deleting the photos one by one, but hesitates when he reaches the one of the two of them embracing each other.

A few seconds later, he reached for his own phone and coldly transferred the photo to his own phone before deleting the original image from Chi You's phone.

Jiang Luo puts his things in place and stares back at Chi You slyly.

The evil demon's shoulders were a little wet from the rain and he saw Jiang Luo's eyes after some subtlety, "What?"

Jiang Luo shook his head silently, "You got wet?"

Chi You had never done the foot-washing for anyone before, so she smiled, "Wasn't it all for you?"

Jiang Luo: "Talking as if you didn't have a bubble, come here, sleep."

The sound of the rain outside is driving you to sleep. It's a bad day and it's dark outside the window by 6pm.

The more Jiang Luo thought about it, the more he realized that there was no way he could be clinging to Chi You and drooling on him like a fool. Whether it was self-delusion or self-congratulation, Jiang Luo put the blame on Chi You. It's all because of Chi You, otherwise how come he never does this when he's sleeping alone?

Jiang Luo mentally cursed Chi You a few times when Chi You suddenly sneezed. The evil spirit lay on his bended knees at the head of the bed and raised his hand to rub the bridge of his nose, feeling a little strange.

Jiang Luo, who had just been scolding him, felt weak and lifted himself from the covers, "What's wrong?"

The evil spirit was receptive to his concern, "It's fine."

Jiang Luo coughed his throat, "I'm going to bed then."

He ignores Chi You's suggestive glances and closes his eyes to brew sleep. Half-asleep, Jiang Luo suddenly feels a pair of hands fiddling with his body.

His fingers are cold and snake-like as they climb Jiang Luo's spine.

It is undoubtedly the hand of Chi You.

Jiang Luo came to his senses for a moment, but did not open his eyes. Keeping his breathing steady, trying to see what Chi You wanted.

Chi You's movements were so slow that Jiang Luo even felt some pleasurable enjoyment in him. He slowly turned Jiang Luo around from his back to face him.

Jiang Luo raises an eyebrow in his mind.

In the next moment, Jiang Luo's head is lifted and placed on Chi You's chest. Chi You takes Jiang Luo's hand in his and adjusts Jiang Luo's position into an active embrace.

Jiang Luo suddenly had a new idea about the photo he had seen earlier.

So it wasn't him who was sticking to Chi You, it was Chi You who "set him up"?

Jiang Luo was wondering whether to turn the other cheek now or wait a little longer when his lips were suddenly pried open by Chi You. The evil spirit enters as forcefully as if it were patrolling its own territory, and as greedily as if it were a long-hungry traveller. Jiang Luo's tongue is entwined and danced around by the evil spirit, and in a matter of moments the intense lust quickly sweeps over Jiang Luo.

Desire revived from the tip of his tongue, and the kiss ended after a long time, as if it had been interspersed with fire and knives. The evil spirit reluctantly retreats from Jiang Luo's lips, and a crystal pulls itself into silk, falling from Jiang Luo's lips to Chi You's chest.

Jiang Luo's breathing was a little unsteady and his face was crushed with a hot flush.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Luo felt the flash of the phone through his eyelids.

Jiang Luo gritted his teeth and thought, "Good, so this is how you take ugly pictures of me.

So that's what drool is.

Jiang Luo tells himself to hold back when his fists are itching.

Oh, he must find a good opportunity to get back with a good vengeance.

After a good night's sleep, the next day the group prepared their bags and left Jokhang Temple.

After the Predestined Man revealed his true purpose and died, the upper echelons of the metaphysical community were thrown into chaos. The Scientific Research Bureau took the opportunity to intervene and prepared to take advantage of this opportunity to bring the metaphysical community under complete control of the state.

To be honest, Jiang Luo and his team are very busy and have a lot to do. Jiang Luo, in particular, has a first place in a national university competition and is a representative of the younger generation, so he can do more, and some things only he can do.

They were given three days off to rest and recuperate at Jokhang Temple because of a serious injury and the defeat of the Fatalist, so they were given three days to rest, and once the three days were up, they were immediately thrown into the thick of things.

Jiang Luo is so busy that he even sleeps on the floor in the research bureau, not to mention inviting his friends to dinner with Chi You.

While he was busy, Chi You was also busy restoring himself. It took him half a month, but when things were taking shape, Hei Wuchang brought the good news that he had finally found the remnants of Teng Bi's soul.

Teng Bi had died twice and his soul was incomplete. The remnant soul Hei Wuchang had found was so weak that even the evil spirits did not care to devour it. But Jiang Luo was still overwhelmed by the sight of the handful of ghosts in Hei Wuchang's hand, a handful of ghosts of blue fire.

Lu Youyi was so moved that he choked up.

The remnants of Teng Bi's soul were placed in his greatsword to warm it up. Lu Youyi stroked the black greatsword repeatedly, he was so happy, so happy that he even had his hands full, "Dead ghost, you must recover well, after you recover, we will go to the dragon's eye to find your body, then we will continue to eat and drink and play games ah ...... "

He suddenly giggled and stood up, "Tonight is my treat, you can order whatever you like!"

Ge Zhu's eyes lit up and he applauded him frantically, "Good good!"

The office was buzzing with activity, and while everyone was lining up to poke fun at Lu Youyi, Ye Xun suddenly looked around, " Where is Jiang Luo?"

In front of a local prison.

The evil spirit walked slowly and methodically out of the prison.

He was dressed in an expensive black suit, slim, straight and highly attractive. The sound of his shiny leather shoes was crisp and good-natured with a touch of evil.

The guards didn't seem to see him, nor did the people coming and going to visit him. The evil spirit's pace was slow as he removed the blood-stained white gloves from his hands, his pale face outlined in a smile tinged with blood.

The long eaves of the prison door cast a slanting shadow that struck between the evil spirit's brow and eyes, dividing his face into two shades of light and dark. The ghost's smile, amidst the twisted shadows, sent a chill down his bones.

He tossed the soiled gloves aside and hadn't taken two steps forward when he gave a sudden lurch.

The lover the evil spirit hadn't seen in half a month was leaning against a tree trunk in front of the prison door. His head was slightly bowed, his long black hair cascading in front of him, and his long, slender fingers held a cigarette in a loose grip, feeding it into his crimson lips with a puff. Every now and then he glanced over at the prison door with a paradoxical flavour of flirtatious seduction and yet heroic charm.

He looks like a demon and can look like a warrior in his sharp work clothes and boots.

The shadows of the trees sway and the patches of light shimmer on him, and Jiang Luo moves lazily, obviously waiting for someone.

The evil spirit walked towards him and soon came under the tree. Jiang Luo straightened up and put out his cigarette, raising his chin, "Come on, I'm driving here."

Two equally eye-catching men walk side by side towards a used car on the side of the road.

Jiang Luo did not ask Chi You why he was here, because he knew without asking that Chi You was here for Chi's family in prison.

Chi You has never been associated with the words "kind" or "generous", and the reason he has always wanted to destroy the curse is to take revenge on the Chi side of the family.

And now, at last, he has done what he wanted to do.

There were very few people on the road, but a roadside stall was selling popsicles and watermelons. Jiang Luo bought two bottles of ice water and threw one to Chi You, who took it and suddenly let out a stifled laugh, "Will you be my accomplice?"

Jiang Luo was a member of the Bureau of Scientific Research, and he clearly broke the law in human society by killing a member of the Chi family sidekick in prison.

Jiang Luo understood the meaning but scoffed at his question, "You should know that human laws only work for humans."

After a pause, he added, "I'm more interested in being your nemesis than being your accomplice."

"Of course," Jiang Luo Yu Guang teased, sweeping over Chi You, "if what you want to do is also what I want to do, I will reluctantly be your accomplice for a time."

The evil spirit laughed silently.

Jiang Luo took a sip of iced water, his lips moistened by the water curved up in a deliberately charming arc, " Chi You, I've actually been meaning to ask you something."

The evil spirit raised an eyebrow, "What?"

Jiang Luo kicked the stone in front of his feet, it bounced a few times on the ground and rolled into the weeds, "What am I to you?"

"Is it your arch-enemy, your rival, your lover, or your alleged accomplice, the only one of your kind in a world riddled with malice?" He asked slowly.

The evil spirit stopped in its tracks.

He stood behind Jiang Luo and raised his hand, his bony but green palm passing through Jiang Luo's scalp, sending shivers down his spine.

Pulling a white hairband from his breast pocket, he gathered Jiang Luo's long hair and wrapped it in a sharp, handsome high ponytail.

Jiang Luo came to Chi You on his own initiative, without informing him. How could he not have imagined that Chi You would carry a hairband for him?

The evil spirit said, "You hold all the identities"

His fingers fell from the white hair band.

Before he met Jiang Luo.

Chi You has no kind, no rival, no lover.

He was alone, excited and thrilled by the dark side of the world, and overwhelmingly bored by such unchanging darkness.

Then Jiang Luo appeared.

His heart starts beating and the whole world suddenly becomes exciting. He wants to pull Jiang Luo down into hell, but Jiang Luo is not willing.

So the evil spirit was willingly saddled with a rope, barely pulling a bit out of hell to live with him in the human world.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

To Be Continued...

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