Chapter 11: Chi You

On the night of the seventh day of the first month, the dead returned.

On this day, Jiang Luo was calmer than he expected.

Can he still stop Chi You from getting stronger?

Jiang Luo doesn't think he has lost anything compared to Chi You. He has the talent that the original body doesn't have, and it's extraordinary. Luckily for him, he found a way to defend himself before Chi You's first seven days.

He turned and walked over to the closet, his fingers skipping over the brightly colored clothes and landing on the black costume.

Jiang Luo politely changed into a black shirt and black pants, found a leather band and tied up his shoulder-length hair, two strands of hair fell from his temples and scattered messily and handsomely on both sides of his side face.

He didn't look the least bit squeamish, and more than squeamish, he looked vaguely stupid.

It's also true that Jiang Luo wouldn't have sought out the book Evil Dead specifically and fallen for the character Chi You if he didn't like excitement and horror.

He still firmly remembered the eighteen times he was killed by Chi You. A gentleman's revenge is never delayed, and Jiang Luo was already impatient.

He's desperate to screw Chi You, and he's sure Chi You is desperate to screw him.

Jiang Luo tied up his hair and raised his eyes to the mirror. The young man in the mirror seemed to have sparks burning in his eyes, glittering.

In the original text, Chi You's soul was so weak after his death that he couldn't even show up when he was invoked on the seventh day of the first month. But after all these days, Jiang Luo realized that something was wrong.

Chi You is weak, but not that weak.

He could even manipulate dead souls, and even raw souls, and even if all he manipulated were small things like birds and birds, it had confirmed that he was different from what was described in the original text.

What does that mean?

Representing the pre-Chi You in Evil Dead is most likely a deliberate show of weakness.

He already had the strength to take revenge on the original master, but he pretended that he didn't, nonetheless, he used his grievances to attract Feng Li, the first master of the text, and asked Feng Li to help him cultivate his revenge.

Why would he do that?

Jiang Luo frowned.

The original body is the son of the Feng family, the Feng family is the six sects of the Tianshi school, Feng Li is now the first day of the master, in the memory of the original body, Feng Li is the original owner to mention all the fear of the man.

The original owner dared to be jealous of Chi You and to lay hands on Chi You because she was deceived by Chi You's hypocritical surface.

But for Feng Li, the original owner didn't even dare to get close.

Although Feng Li's talent is not as good as Chi You's, he is also the pride of heaven, and is not inferior to Chi You. If Chi You is really luring Feng Li on purpose, what exactly is he planning to do?

Jiang Luo pondered these doubts and went downstairs, just in time to meet a few other people.

Today is the 7th day of Chi You's death, so the group is going to report to the school after class and go out to pay tribute to Chi You.

At the end of the school night, Jiang Luo prepared all his things and followed them out of the school. But as he walked, he came into a funeral store.

The store not only sells supplies for the dead, but also yellow paper, vermilion sand, compasses, and these supplies. Wen Renlian, dressed in a black dress, walked familiarly at the front, smiling and saying, "Hurry up if you want to buy anything, we'd better get there before dark."

Lu Youyi Several people dispersed in a flurry, Jiang Luo looked at the wreaths and paper houses placed by the side of the store, his eyes moved to the head of the counter.

A middle-aged man was sitting in a rocking chair with his eyes closed, coiling his flowing beads, and when he heard someone come in, his eyes didn't open for a second.

"Feel free to look, feel free to buy ......," the boss greeted lazily, "touch it and buy it, bad one compensates ten."

"This is where I told you we could buy good materials," Wenren Lian smiled as he walked over to Jiang Luo, "We're missing a lot of things, so we'll go back to the graveyard after we replenish, and you'll see if there's anything you want as well."

Jiang Luo nodded, he happened to feel that talismans alone were not enough.

He slowly turned around inside the store. The store wasn't big, the first floor was a tiny thirty square meters or so, dark wooden shelves piled up with messy things, and near the side of the north wall, there was a wooden staircase nailed to the wall without a guardrail.

Jiang Luo's eyes swept from the colorful things, the vast majority of strange things he did not recognize, because of occupational disease, he has always been very attentive to the details of the corners, until he went to the deepest, he saw in a remote corner of an inconspicuous wooden box.

Good things are placed in places that are easy to be seen, this thing is buried so deep that even the owner might forget what it is. Jiang Luo's curiosity rose and he took the box out.

The box is covered with a thick layer of dust, Jiang Luo blowing, dust flying.

After the ash was gone, Jiang Luo touched the box a few times and felt that something was wrong. He put the box on the open space with great interest and turned it over and over to observe it carefully.

The texture of this feel, definitely not an ordinary box. Jiang Luo overthrew his previous idea, it is clearly someone fancy this box, afraid of being bought by other people, and then specially hidden.

With more interest, he gingerly opened the box, and there was a bracelet inside.

The bracelet looks a bit old, carved with a circle of golden runes, Jiang Luo can not read the content of these runes, he wrapped the corner of the clothes to pick up the bracelet, slightly surprised, the bracelet looks like wood, but touching the hand has the weight of jade, visible to the naked eye under the quality of the warm and delicate, not inferior to the best suet jade.

Jiang Luo didn't know what the bracelet was for and took it out to the boss, "Boss, what is this?"

The boss opened one eye and let out an "eek", slightly regaining his mental energy, "Oh, the Yin-Yang Ring, your kid is lucky, this is a good thing."

He held out a palm and wiggled five fingers, "One bite at that number, no haggling."

Jiang Luo said, "Yin Yang Ring?"

The boss closed his eyes again, "Yin and Yang Ring, engraved with thirteen golden secret incantations, worn on the body, defense is effective, all evils will not invade."

Jiang Luo's heart moved and he put the yin-yang ring on his right hand. Coincidentally, this yin and yang ring is exactly the right size for Jiang Luo's wrist, such as jade such as wood bracelet in the dark light quietly flooded with warm light, black-haired young people as white as porcelain skin, and it does not exclude each other, and harmoniously with each other.

Jiang Luo paid the bill with satisfaction, and suddenly saw that there was a bead in the flowing beads on the plate in the boss's hand that was extraordinarily different.

In a group of beads made of wood, this one bead was as if it was transparent in texture, faintly bubbling with a white chilling aura, Jiang Luo couldn't help but look at this bead a few more times, and his right eyelid suddenly jumped a few times.

He pressed his right eyelid and asked, "Boss, can you show me the flowing beads in your hand?"

The boss suddenly opened his eyes and looked meaningfully at Jiang Luo, "You want to see my flowing beads?"

Jiang Luo smiled, "No?"

The owner gave him a deep look and handed him the flowing beads, "Yes."

But before the beads could reach Jiang Luo's hands, the rope holding them up suddenly broke. The beads fell to the ground and rolled everywhere.

No one expected the flowing beads to break so suddenly. Ye Xun and his men rushed over to help find the beads when they heard the sound, but the beads they finally retrieved were one less than the original ones.

The one that is missing is the one that Jiang Luo sees as very different.

The boss looked at the remaining beads with a complicated expression, Jiang Luo couldn't tell what this expression meant, but it seemed to hide fear, and also seemed to be despondent as if he had let out a sigh of relief. After a long time, the boss directly waved his hand and drove them away, "Forget it, it's not important, so don't look for it."

"Hurry up and pay, I'm closing here."

This kind of store would never do business after dark, and the group paid in a hurry and took a taxi to the cemetery.

The eight of them arrived at Chi You's grave site in two cars. Chi You was the head of the Chi family, and his grave is in a place of good fortune. When they arrived, there were many traces of flowers and burnt paper on Chi You's grave, which should have been worshipped by many people during the day.

The group were all professionals and soon set up the things used to invoke the spirits, with Ye Xun doing the invoking.

Jiang Luo is secretly on guard, ready for Chi You to show up.

He is being guarded by Lu Youyi's men, who are afraid that Chi You will go wild and take Jiang Luo away tonight.

But in the end nothing happened.

Ye Xun frowned and opened his eyes, "I can't invoke Chi You's spirit back."

Ge Zhu said solemnly, "I'll try."

However, after trying one by one, Chi You did not show up. Everyone was completely confused, Lu Youyi was puzzled, "Is tonight not Chi You's first day?"

"How can it be," retorted Zhuo Zhongqiu, "There's no mistaking it, tonight is the seventh day of Chi You's life. It's really strange that the soul can't be recruited ......"

Jiang Luo couldn't tell if he was relieved or more wary, he frowned, looking at the tombstone under the dark night, quietly dropping his eyes into deep thought.

This look in the eyes of others, can not help but put on a layer of sadness and sadness color. Zhuo Zhongqiu suddenly threw the mahogany sword in his hand and lazily found out his cell phone to call a taxi, "Let's go, don't mess it up, I'll take you guys to the bar for a drink."

Wenren Lian also put down the things in her hands and elegantly straightened her skirt, "Today is the seventh day of Chi You's head, and no one is feeling very well, so it's not a bad idea to use alcohol to drown your sorrows."

Lu Youyi secretly glanced at Jiang Luo several times, "Good, good."

The group went from the cemetery to the bar. Zhuo Zhongqiu knows how to have fun, and took them to a very large bar in the center of town, with neon lights and a noisy crowd.

The light was low, and once inside, Zhuo Zhongqiu led Lu Youyi, Sai Liaoer and Ge Zhu straight to the dance floor. Ge Zhu, who had changed into casual clothes for the night, kept saying "no, no, no", but once on the dance floor, she danced harder than anyone else.

Jiang Luo watched them make a scene, walked over to the bar and knocked on the table, telling the bartender, "Give me a cold beer."

The bar was dimly lit, with only a couple of very low-brightness downlights at the place where the drinks were kept.

The bartender's face was hidden in the darkness, and at the sound of his voice, he neither asked Jiang Luo which brand of beer he wanted, nor did he joke or flirt with him, but he turned around in silence and skillfully brought a mixing glass.

Ye Xun sat on Jiang Luo's left side, while Wen Renlian and Kuang Zheng sat on Jiang Luo's right side. Wenren Lian took out a pack of cigarettes and placed it on the table, pulled out one and handed it to Jiang Luo, and then took a cigarette and put it into his red lips and lit it with a smile.

If you don't look at the knot in his throat, Wenren even every move is filled with charming femininity, mature and elegant. Next to him Jiang Luo not in the least covered by his luster, eyebrows in the colorful light covered with a layer of hazy ambiguous light, black-haired youth beautiful eyes lassoed squinting smoking, the surrounding crowd seemingly if not looking at the two of them.

"I was expecting to see Chi You today," Winkler whispered sideways, "and had already figured out how to persuade him to cut you loose."

Jiang Luo laughed bitterly and smoked absentmindedly, "I thought I could see him too."

"He won't let this opportunity pass if he wants to take you away," Wenren Lian said, "unless his heart's desire is fulfilled and he figures out on his own that he wants to let you go."

How is that possible.

Jiang Luo snorted in his heart as he sighed, holding his cheek with one hand, his eyes confused, "Wenren, do you think it's possible that Chi You isn't actually dead?"

Ye Xun, who was listening to their conversation from the side, frowned, "Jiang Luo, Chi You is already dead."

The tone was stern, "You saw it with your own eyes, didn't you?"

Like a blow from a hammer, Jiang Luo's face went white, he slowly lowered his head, pressed the cigarette out, and muttered, "Yes, I saw him lying in the coffin with my own eyes."

In the silence, the bartender brought the drinks to Jiang Luo.

The wine rippled and the blood-like liquid slid down the walls of the glass, pulling down thick, blood-colored filaments.

Jiang Luo clearly ordered a cold beer, but the drink in his glass was red like blood. He looked up sharply, his stern eyes piercing the bartender.

The bartender wiped his glass in silence, and when Jiang Luo caught his eye, he gave him a standard service smile, polite and courteous, but there was a bit of imperceptible stiffness hidden in his movements.

It's like being a puppet controlled by silk strings.

Jiang Luo The corners of his mouth pulled away as he picked up his wine glass and shook it in his hand, when Wen Renlian suddenly asked, "That store from before, you can also take your talisman and exchange it for something."

Jiang Luo for the reason: "No, my daily limit of drawing talismans is seven talismans, each talisman is very valuable, and tonight is Chi You's first seven ...... I don't dare to use it randomly."

"Seven sheets is already impressive," Wenren Lian seemed to sigh, "and rightly so, it's better to be careful."

The bartender suddenly said, "Guest, is the drink not to your liking?"

Jiang Luo turned back to the bartender and pushed his glass away unceremoniously, standing up, "Don't feel like drinking, I'm going to check out the dance floor."

The dance floor was very crowded with people. Jiang Luo was accosted by a few people as soon as he entered, he turned them down kindly and searched the crowd for Lu Youyi and a few others, but didn't see a single familiar face.

The blue light hit the people around him, and each face became strange and grim, as if covered in a layer of eerie ghostly shadows.

Jiang Luo took a step back when someone suddenly tapped him on the shoulder.

He turned to look, and a melancholy, handsome face broke into his eyes.

The man was wearing a suit that didn't fit in with the bar, his eyes seemed to be filled with sadness, and when he looked at the people he was particularly affectionate, he smiled at Jiang Luo and said, "Beautiful sir, may I invite you to dance?"

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows and looked at him steadily for a long time, revealing a gaudy and open smile as he said in a long drawn out tone, "Of course."