This Damned Thirst for Survival

Chapter 191 - The Origin of the Ghost Tattoo

It was a rollover scene.

Jiang Luo is so embarrassed that if there was a crack here he could get in right now. But there is no crack in the ground here, so he chooses to tell Chi You to shut up.

Jiang Luo grabbed a handful of snow from a nearby bush and shoved it into Chi You's neck.

He tucked in and tried to run, but in a flash Chi You pulled him back by his scarf and Jiang Luo, cursing, was taken in the evil spirit's arms.

Chi You smiles and asks, "What are you running for?"

Jiang Luo was full of energy, "Then why are you dragging me?"

With a grin, the evil spirit led Jiang Luo around the lake. After the walk, Chi You carried Jiang Luo to the water again.

When Jiang Luo looked down, there were water spirits underneath the ice, their eyes filled with evil and ghostly energy.

Chi You stood on the ice and opened his arms to Jiang Luo, "Do you like skating?"

Jiang Luo was instantly alert as he took a step back and said firmly, "No, I don't like it."

But the evil spirit looked at him, his smile deepening, and Jiang Luo's right eyelid suddenly fluttered twice.

The next instant, a ghostly hand suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Luo's body. The ghostly hand clutched Jiang Luo's hand and violently tugged Jiang Luo to slide rapidly across the ice, the ghostly hand was as fast as lightning and the scarf around Jiang Luo's neck was pulled into a straight line behind him.

A bitter wind whipped across his face, so fast that Jiang Luo's heart shot up to its highest pitch and he almost felt as if he would be thrown off his feet in the next instant!

But it wasn't an illusion. The next moment, Jiang Luo was thrown out by this ghostly hand with great force.

" Chi You, you psycho-" Jiang Luo turned blue, a dizzy spell, and skated off sharply on the ice.

Jiang Luo knew how to skate, but instead of skates, he now had a pair of ordinary shoes with extra slippery soles under his feet. Jiang Luo felt like his shoes and the ice were going to rub together. In the gut-wrenching moment when he lost his weight, the evil spirit suddenly appeared and reached around his waist, taking him on two spins to lessen the impact.

The evil spirit is graceful as if he is dancing, Jiang Luo is his partner in his arms. He slides with Jiang Luo, letting Jiang Luo slide out and back in time.

"Great skating," he said complimentingly, "we were definitely the best dancing pair at the ball."

Jiang Luo gritted his teeth, "It would be perfect without you."

Jiang Luo's shoulders and waist were wrapped around and pushed out by the evil spirits again and again. He felt as if he had lost his gravity and was flying almost like a kite along the ice again and again.

Jiang Luo felt the wind whistling past his face and all the scenery in front of him passing by so quickly that he felt like he was taking off.

His face grew red and sweat left the corners of his forehead as the evil ghost caught him steadily at each impending fall, avoiding the awkward situation of Jiang Luo kissing the water ghost across the ice.

It's so good.

It was two different kinds of exhilaration from the extreme speed of a motorbike. But both were just as exciting, exhilarating and caused his adrenal glands to rush. Jiang Luo began to enjoy the feeling of the evil ghost dancing with him each time, testing the edge of being about to fly off the ground and into the sky. On the last occasion, the evil spirit even let his ghostly hands pull Jiang Luo swiftly towards the centre of the lake, while he came from the other side to do the same.

The two came closer and closer at breakneck speed, and in the nick of time, the evil spirits wrapped themselves around Jiang Luo's waist and spun him around in the middle of the lake.

Jiang Luo loved the date!

By the time he came back, Jiang Luo's soles were about to be worn out.

Without exaggerating, he felt like he had skied five kilometres of road.

Back in the house Jiang Luo collapsed on the bed, exhaustion lingering in his eyes, panting from the strenuous exercise, "That was a good night."

Chi You was undressing and untying his tie next to him, "Like it?"

Jiang Luo nods sincerely.

He rolled over with difficulty and turned his face to look at Chi You, who really did have a superb body, you could see how great the proportions were with just his shirt on and how horny it was with his shirt off. Jiang Luo stared at his ghost tattoo for a moment, "Where the hell did you get that ghost tattoo?"

"You want to know?" Chi You tossed his jacket aside casually and turned his head sideways meaningfully, "Then you'll also have to tell me where you're from."

Jiang Luo pondered whether it was worthwhile to exchange the question, but in the end curiosity got the better of him, "Yes, but first you have to say where the ghost tattoo came from."

Chi You raised an eyebrow, " Jiang Luo, I don't really trust you to keep your word after I've finished."

Jiang Luo feigned impatience and said, "Why are you worried about this and that as a man, I said yes and you are still afraid that I will cheat?"

Chi You slowly unbuttoned his shirt and walked over to the bed, "You're right, I do fear you'll cheat."

His chest was open, and the way he approached him made Jiang Luo's eyes flicker, feeling as if Chi You was overexcited at the moment, giving him a sense of danger and intensity that made him feel uncomfortable about having his territory strongly violated by another mature man. He continued to pretend that he was angry, got up and took out a pen and paper from the drawer, deliberately mocking, "Can I write you an IOU, and do you want a handprint?"

Chi You said with a flourish, "Please."

Jiang Luo: "......"

He stifled his method of tricking Chi You and actually wrote him an IOU. He would tell Chi You where he came from as long as Chi You told him the secret of the ghost tattoo.

Chi You watched as he signed the note and held it up to read over it before slowly putting it away. Jiang Luo rolled his eyes, "Say, did you get your ghost tattoo from the Fatalist?"

"Yes," Chi You pulled Jiang Luo from the bed and sat up, placing his hand on his own belt and gesturing for Jiang Luo to unbuckle it for him, "the Chi family's direct line of ghost tattoos has been going on for over two hundred years."

Jiang Luo wanted to castrate him straight away. But he couldn't use any power in his current physical condition to prevent the balance in his body from collapsing. And ......

He glanced at Chi You's bony fingers and pursed his lips, still not doing anything too excessive.

His hand hiked on the belt for a split second before dropping, in favor of a look that still looked like he was trying to resist, and his hand was caught again by the God-awful demon, "Isn't that the time when the Host leaves White Heron Temple?"

"The Predictor actually made two prophecies," Chi You said faintly, "one two hundred years ago and one thirty years ago."

In a few short sentences, Chi You has made the origin of the ghost tattoo very clear.

Two hundred years ago, when the predestined man was just absorbing the power of the offering, he made a prophecy for himself. The prophecy told him that he would be killed by a descendant of the first line of the Chi family. To avoid such an end, the Fatal Man came to his door in a snowstorm and was taken into the home of the ancestors of the first line of the Chi family.

In return for his kindness, the Fatalist offered to give the first line the ghost tattoo that could enhance the spiritual body of generations, but the ghost tattoo had the power to turn against its master. Two hundred years ago, when times were chaotic and the ancestor of the Chi family was eager to take the family to become stronger, he begged the Fatekeeper to give him the ghost tattoo. The Fated One stripped his own evil spirit into the Ghost Tattoo and planted it on the body of the Chi family's direct ancestor.

After the Chi family's direct lineage obtained the ghost tattoo, the Chi family's side lineage, however, secretly found the Predestined One, crying and pleading with the Predestined One to give their side lineage a way to live. Otherwise, if the first family was dominant, wouldn't they be able to scold and enslave them at will? Would there be a way out for them? The Fated One felt that this was reasonable, so he placed another curse on the Chi family.

The curse that the first line cannot harm the second line.

Afterwards, the Predestined became a pseudo-god, and after becoming a pseudo-god, the Predestined could no longer prophesy his future easily without paying a heavy price. Still, thirty years ago, he took a huge risk and prophesied himself again. The result of the prophecy surprisingly did not change in the slightest from the content of his prophecy two hundred years ago. He had clearly given the Chi family's direct descendants the ghost tattoos that could turn against their master, and he had also given them a curse.

The predestined man just went white overnight.

The evil spirit spoke of it with sunken eyes, the lines of his face cold and hard as he tensed, squeezing Jiang Luo's fingers carelessly in his hands and saying with some mockery, "He will die by my hand."

Jiang Luo found that his impression of the Fatal Man had fallen so low that he was only surprised for a moment even when he discovered that the ghost tattoo was the Fatal Man's evil spirit. No wonder the Predestined Man's pure goodness seemed so real, but it was only because he had given all his evil to the first line of the Chi family.

And his evil spirits have been completely tamed by Chi You.

Jiang Luo was tugged to give a perfunctory touch on his belt, suddenly happy, his eyebrows full of sneers, "The Fatal Man has been hiding on Chang Baishan since you were born, and didn't dare to come down until you died. He didn't know when you would kill him, so he kept hiding and didn't dare to come down."