Competition End

Jiang Luo took the stolen heart of the idol and quickly ran back to the village of Sham Tu.

Deep Earth Village had changed its appearance, and three or two figures could be seen everywhere in the village, but these figures were not human beings, but rather paper figures dressed in human clothes.

The appearance of the paper man and the living person is extremely realistic, almost can be mistaken for the real. At a glance, the whole deep soil village is full of such paper people, there are not many living people.

Jiang Luo runs quickly through the paper figures, and Yu Guang sweeps over them.

The villagers who had met each other had all turned into paper figures, including the village head, the parents of the little girl in red, and even two contestants who did not know when they were replaced by paper figures, at a rough glance, there were more than two hundred paper figures.

After Jiang Luo burned the paper figures on the ground, it was as if they had lost their vitality, turning back to their original state in a flash. A village of more than 300 people was left with dozens of living people in a flash, and the suddenness of the event startled the participants, who hurriedly notified the staff.

Jiang Luo hurriedly looked around and ran to the mountains to find Wenren Lian several people.

Except for Kuang Zheng who carried Lu Youyi to the hospital, the rest of them were still waiting for him by the cave entrance, counting the time of one hour, they almost couldn't help jumping into the cave. Luckily, Jiang Luo came in time, Jiang Luo did not have time to explain, "First, let's find a rock to block the hole."

A group of people carried a boulder to block the hole, Jiang Luo wiped sweat, looked up, the eyes of the crowd gathered in his legs.

"What happened to you?" Ge Zhu pointed to his pants, "Why are they ripped."

Jiang Luo looked down and saw that half of the pants leg was still left, he simply tore off half of the other side of the pants leg as well, changing his work pants into knee-length shorts, "There are more than enough things to meet, these wait until we go down the mountain, something happened in the village."

The group didn't delay any longer and went down the hill at a quick pace.

At the bottom of the hill, crews and police have entered the village of Deep Earth.

The paper people all over the village put Ge Zhu a few people look at the hairy body, "How did all these people ...... turn into paper people?"

Jiang Luo briefly told them the reason for the incident.

Zhuo Zhongqiu couldn't help but shiver, "So the people we're chatting and conversing with are all paper people?"

Ge Zhu grimaced, "The rice we eat ...... is also cooked by paper people."

The staff was dealing with the Deep Earth Village, their expressions were serious, this time the matter was obviously beyond the tournament's expectations, to the extent that the staff was too busy to manage the remaining participants, after determining the number of remaining participants, they and the police started searching up the Deep Earth Village on a wide scale.

Jiang Luo and a few others followed up to help, taking small books to register the list of living people left in Deep Earth Village.

The little girl in red he and Lu Youyi had once met was on that list.

There were a total of 311 people in Deep Earth Village, and the final count of living people turned out to be only 36. Among them, those beautiful girls who were used as offerings to the gods accounted for the vast majority, and the rest, all of them, were paper figures that had already been replaced.

Wang Qian, the son of the village chief, is also a living person. At the moment when the village chief turned into a paper man, he was eating with his parents. When he was eating, his parents did not move their chopsticks. Wang Qian was puzzled and looked up from his bowl to see two red and green paper figures looking at him with strange smiles on their faces.

Wang Qian students stagnated violently, he could not speak out, by instinct issued a scream, even rolled and crawled out of the house.

Out of the house to see, the villagers coming and going on the street, but all turned into a lifelike paper man.

When Jiang Luo went to count Wang Qian's information, Wang Qian was already somewhat delirious, holding the hot water poured for him by the staff, his lips trembling, his eyes lifeless, repeating: "They've turned into paper people, they've turned into paper people. ...... "

The staff member asking for news from the sidelines didn't look too good, Jiang Luo turned his pen and nodded his chin, "What about this?"

"Let's ask Master Cheng De to come and tranquilize these people later," the staff member's worried color sank in, "This level has been more difficult than we expected."

Jiang Luo said, "You don't know that there is a living idol under the ground.

He touched the oval stone heart on his body without a trace.

After being separated from Chi You, the stone heart never beat again. But Jiang Luo is certain that the heartbeat he felt and the images he saw before were never his hallucinations.

Jiang Luo does not intend to disclose the existence of this heart to anyone, and he decides to keep it in private.

If this heart can really show him Chi You's past, then Jiang Luo can't let go of it. More than anyone else, he wants to know what happened to Chi You, to know Chi You's secrets, and Chi You's weaknesses.

Such a thought was enough for him to risk obscuring this heart.

Later on, the judges and teachers also came to the scene. Jiang Luo saw Feng Li in the crowd, and Feng Li's eyes also scanned the crowd, and when he saw him, he scanned Jiang Luo up and down, and his expression only slightly slowed down.

It had to be said that the sense of peace of mind that these judges and teachers brought to the contestants and staff was incomparable to that of the next person. After their arrival, the scene gradually calmed down. Soon, the contestants were gathered and prepared to focus on their answers.

Jiang Luo organized his thoughts, omitted the part of Chi You's participation, and put the experience of Sham Tu Village on paper.

Deep Earth Village is located in a remote area, with acacia trees in front of the village, surrounded by hills on both sides, and many and barren graveyards, which is the so-called place of gathering yin.

A statue of a god is enshrined here, but the statue has become self-conscious. Wanting to turn from dead to alive, the statue compels the villagers to come and worship it, weaving a false dream of immortality for them.

But the idol needs more than just the sacrifice of a young girl, he needs the souls of the underworld. Under the direction of the idol, the villagers either hanged or drowned, and their souls, unable to be reincarnated, became the sustenance to feed the idol as it came to life.

Jiang Luo is one of the villagers coaxed by the idol to hang himself, as well as the ghostly figure he saw hanging from the big acacia tree in front of the village.

Jiang Luo wrote three large pages before he finished everything.

After the contestants finished filling in their answers, there was nothing else to do. Jiang Luo and Wen Renlian squatted down together and smoked a cigarette, and on the way to the cigarette, they saw Chi family, the teacher of the judging panel, come out in flames and look for the staff.

The Chi family judge was full of anger, and his image as a respected senior in the circle shattered in a roar.

Jiang Luo turned around and asked Wen Renlian beside him, "Why did he lose his temper so much?"

"Two of the contestants in this tournament turned into paper figures," Winkelian shook his cigarette ash, "one was He Zhi and the other was a Chi family man."

Jiang Luo raised his eyebrows, "Chi You's sidekick?"

Wenren Lian nodded and sighed, "This is the first time I've seen a Chi You sidekick die."

Jiang Luo did not expect that the deaths were of Chi family paraphernalia. He looked towards the chaotic scene and vaguely wondered if the deaths of Chi You paraphernalia had anything to do with Chi You.

In the middle of the vision, the words spoken by the young Chi You rang in his ears: the Chi family perished, the curse disappeared, and pulled the metaphysical world down with them.

Bright and shiny Daemon script.

Is he trying to be a metaphysical tyrant?

Chi family's jury teacher didn't have long to make a scene before returning to the jury room with a black face.

The other five judges are looking at the contestants' answers.

Each answer needs to be scored by each of the six teachers. National College Students Natural Science Competition, in addition to the content and ordinary competitions are not the same, the other big difference, in order to make the results fair, the six jury teachers have the same judgment standards, full ten points scoring system, between the teachers will not appear more than three points scoring gap.

Upon seeing the Chi family's people come in, the Qi family's judge teacher was the first to be concerned, "Zhongye, how's it going, did you find your family's kid?"

Chi Zhongye's face clouded over, "Something's happened to him."

The Qi family judge was surprised, "Something happened?"

Chi Zhongye sat down with a sullen face, and when the Qi judges tried to ask more questions, Feng Li frowned and tapped his knuckles on the table twice, "Let's get down to business."

The Qi family judge answered in a good voice and said in a low voice, "Elder brother Zhongye, there are quite a few examples of contestants having accidents during competitions, it's hard for you to feel bad, but don't make a mess now, or else it won't look good on your face either."

If words could be engraved on a face, then Chi Zhongye's head would have the words "bullying softness and fearing hardness" on it. Chi Zhongye didn't need to be persuaded by the judges, but after Feng Li finished speaking, he picked himself up and forced a smile, "Don't worry, let's read these answer sheets first."

Half an hour later, the results of the participants were tallied.

But surprisingly, the first place winner of the session had two people with the same score.

One is Jiang Luo, and the other is Liao Si, a descendant of the Liao family, a corpse-driver from western Hunan.

Zhuo Zhengyu was sad: "What should we do?"

"Both answers were clear and well-organized," Master Cheng De mused, "Call these two students over for a look?"

"Why bother," Chi Zhongye interjected, "Isn't this kid named Jiang Luo a disciple of Feng Heavenly Master? For a man as powerful as the Heavenly Master, his disciple must be deep in the dark, so let's settle for him for the first place."

Grandmaster Cheng De looked to Feng Li, "What does the Celestial Master think?"

Feng Li's face had no ripples, he looked down at the two answer sheets of Jiang Luo and Liao Si on the table, his fingers did some counting without any trace, and only after the counting result was good did he slowly say, "Go and call them here."

Jiang Luo and Liao Si soon arrived in the judges' room.

After learning that the scores were the same, Jiang Luo glanced at Liao Si.

He had learned about the underground secrets of Deep Earth Village because of his own adventure, and he wondered how Liao Si knew about them.

The judges happened to ask this question as well, and Liao Si smiled slightly, "As you teachers know, I'm a descendant of the Western Hunan Corpse Catchers, and these clues, I drove the dead corpses of the Deep Earth Village to explore for me."

This is indeed a flawless reason.

Liao Si coughed and weakly continued, "I'm not in good health, so I can only use such tactics, but luckily I was lucky enough to get such a good result."

Zhuo Zhengyu felt that this was a bit difficult to handle, so he simply handed the problem to the two of them, "You are now tied for points, but there can only be one person in first place. Let's put it this way, can you guys name any extra points that aren't written on the answer sheet? As long as you add one more point than the other, you win."

Jiang Luo pondered for a moment, and Liao Si had already spoken in a warm voice, "I realized that there are two other guardians beside the idol, one is a living dead man, and the other is a man wearing a fox mask."

Jiang Luo immediately turned his head and looked at Liao Si with cold eyes.

Liao Si noticed his gaze and smiled shyly at Jiang Luo, saying softly, "Jiang Luo, that living dead man even came to you and Lu Youyi, have you forgotten?"

Jiang Luo did not write about the left and right guardians of the idol in his answer sheet, and the same was true of the others at Birch University. They did not reveal the existence of the dead ghosts in their answer sheets, but Jiang Luo could never have imagined that Liao Si would say this here.

"Living dead?" Zhuo Zhengyu frowned and said slightly sternly, "Jiang Luo, is there such a thing?"

Jiang Luo looked steadily at Liao Si and suddenly smiled slowly.

Liao Si suddenly had a bad feeling.

Jiang Luo's lips picking, do not dye half haze, the infectious force in the smile so that the bystanders can not help but relax the mood, want to follow him to laugh up, "Liao Si students, what do you mean by the living dead?"

He pursed his lips in an equally embarrassed smile, "I'm sorry, you know I used to be a bit of a jerk ...... not much of a student and hadn't heard of the term 'living dead'."

"If there are living dead people coming for Lu Youyi and I, why didn't Liao tell me," he sighed regretfully, his eyebrows and eyes full of pity, "I haven't seen what the living dead people look like yet."

Liao Si's eyebrows twitch.

The atmosphere in the jury room changed subtly, as Zhuo Zhengyu looked at Liao Si with suspicion.

Liao Si was curious about Jiang Luo because of Chi You's "Jiang Luo can't do it" and wanted to test Jiang Luo, but instead of the other guy getting screwed, he got into trouble.

But Liao Si is no ordinary man, he said without changing his face, "That should be because the night was too late, I misread it."

"No, I trust the judgment of the descendants of the corpse catchers," Jiang Luo said, "Liao, when that living dead man came to Lu Youyi and I, were we really there? What about the others, were they there? Perhaps I didn't recognize which one was the living dead, but it's always possible that the others couldn't all recognize them as well."

But of course no one from Birch University would ever claim to have seen the living dead. Liao Si wiped the false sweat from her forehead and suddenly coughed in alarm.

When he coughed, Jiang Luo couldn't ask him any more questions. He said, "Forget it, it's just a small matter. Student Liao, you have to take care of your health."

Liao Si said breathlessly, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Jiang."

People in poor health will always attract sympathy from others, but after this, the judges who are soft on Liao Si have also hardened their hearts. Zhuo Zhengyu looked to Jiang Luo, "Jiang Luo, do you have any extra points you haven't written out yet?"

Jiang Luo thought for a moment, "There are two more I haven't written out."

Master Cheng De kindly encouraged, "Good boy, what is it?"

Jiang Luo smiled restrainedly, "The people in the village would turn into paper people because I burned a forest of paper people under the ground. On top of that, I found a pond of female Poison Tail Scorpion's blood and water under the ground."

Liao Si froze and looked at Jiang Luo with disbelief.

It was the master's stuff, how dare he just say it!

Luckily, the judges were as shocked as he was, which prevented Liao Si from being exposed. Zhuo Zhengyu sucked in a breath and asked, "What? A pond of female Poison Tail Scorpion blood?!"

Jiang Luo nodded affirmatively.

The judges and teachers looked at each other, and Master Cheng De said in a warm voice, "Okay, you guys go out first."

Jiang Luo and Liao Si walked out of the room side by side, Liao Si let out a bitter smile and said, "Jiang Luo, birds die for food, people die for money. Sorry, I want Primordial Heavenly Pearl too."

"It's okay," Jiang Luo smiled instead, his attitude looking no different than before, "I understand."

Ten minutes later, the results came out. Jiang Luo became the first place without any surprise, in the sound of congratulations, the group got into the car, after four hours of bumpy ride, finally landed in a simple hotel in the town.

At this time, the sky is already dark, the night is about to cover. There was no air-conditioning in the hotel, and Jiang Luo was sweating all over, so he took advantage of the hot water and took a good shower to wash off the dust from the previous two days. When he came out of the shower, Feng Li sent someone to call him.

Jiang Luo casually put on a piece of clothing, wrapped up in a wet weather to find Feng Li.

Knocking on the door, Feng Li's cool voice rang out, "Enter."

Jiang Luo pushed open the door and walked in. As soon as he entered the room, he felt a coolness coming on his face, which was even more comfortable than the air conditioning. Jiang Luo squinted his eyes in comfort and looked around the room, seeing a white porcelain bowl placed upside down in the corner.

A horizontal chopstick was placed at the bottom of the white porcelain bowl, and where the mouth of the bowl met the ground, there was a white mist of cold air overflowing from it, like a piece of ice that was constantly cooling down the heat.

Ever since he came to this world, Jiang Luo had already seen this kind of unscientific means, but he still found it strange to see it now. Feng Li saw the look in his eyes and faintly said, "Is your room hot?"

Jiang Luo nods, "It's not only hot, it's also dry and parched."

"Have your senior help you get a bowl of ice water in your room later," Feng Li said, "Come here, sit down and talk."

Jiang Luo was sitting in front of his desk, Feng Li was about to speak but saw his dripping wet hair and frowned, "Why don't you dry your hair?"

"I came to see you before it was too late," Jiang Luo said indifferently, "It will dry up after a while."

Feng Li, however, did not like it. He got up and found a dry towel and put it on Jiang Luo's head. Jiang Luo pulled the towel to his shoulder and looked sideways to see that Feng Li was still standing beside him and had not left.

Jiang Luo wondered, "Master?"

Feng Li no longer cared about his wet hair, and his slender hand reached out and probed Jiang Luo's collar.

A finger gently pulls down the collar of his shirt, and the collarbone of the dark-haired youth is revealed, Feng Li looks down, "The life-preserving talisman was surprisingly not used."

Jiang Luo sniffed and wrapped the black hair on the side of his shoulder to the other side, making it easier for Feng Li to study the life preserving talisman on his body, "Though it was treacherous, it passed through safely, and didn't reach the point of a close call."

Feng Li let go and returned to his seat thoughtfully.

Jiang Luo yawned, "Master, what do you want to see me about?"

Feng Li came back to his senses and took out a box from the drawer, placing it in front of Jiang Luo, "This is the prize for the competition, the Primordial Heavenly Pearl."

Jiang Luo immediately stopped being sleepy, he took the box into his hands and opened it, the box is a transparent bead in the center, vaguely emitting a cold ice atmosphere.

This familiar feeling is exactly the same as that of the Primordial Heavenly Pearl in the hands of the funeral parlor owner.

Jiang Luo took the bead in his hand, and felt as if he were touching a piece of ice. The texture is as delicate as jade, and under the silver-white light, it looks as if it will dissipate in the air at any time.

Jiang Luo looked at the bead with his eyes fixed on it, somewhat fond of the color, "Master, what exactly is Primordial Heavenly Pearl?"

Feng Li said, "I'll talk to you when I get back."

Jiang Luo came back to his senses and placed the Primordial Heavenly Pearl back into the box, smiling towards Feng Li, "Good."

Feng Li looked at the fatigue on his face and said, "Alright, go back."

Jiang Luo got up to take his leave, and as the door was about to close, he looked up through the crack. Feng Li was sitting in the middle of his desk, his whole body under the shadow.

His eyes were deep, and the lines of his tunic, nose, and side of his face sunk slightly into a darker color, like a statue made of plaster, motionless and allowed to be swallowed up by the floating dust of time.

There was an essential, soul-level insularity and coldness that leaked out of him.

For a moment, Jiang Luo thought that the person sitting there was not Feng Li, but Chi You.

There was a "click" and the door was closed.

Jiang Luo stood in place for a moment, slowly turned around, and walked towards his room.

A few steps later, a thin layer of false sweat surfaced on the tip of his nose.

He wanted to.

In the original book, why did Feng Li help Chi You practice revenge?

If Chi You's biggest goal is to bring the metaphysical world down with him, how could Feng Li, as the new Heavenly Master, help him?

Unless.

Feng Li has also become Chi You's puppet.

Or Chi You's new body.

*

With such a big speculation floating in his mind, Jiang Luo expected to be chilled to the bone and tossed and turned. Instead, he ate and slept, and the next day, when he could visit the hospital, he went with his companions to see Lu Youyi.

Lu Youyi was fine, but he was still hospitalized for a day. One day later, he was alive and well again.

Jiang Luo joked, "Lu Youyi, your recovery ability is good."

Lu Youyi said, "It's no better than a dead ghost."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he looked around and cautiously approached Jiang Luo and asked, "Jiang Luo, did you save the dead ghost?"

Jiang Luo said, "His name is now Teng Bi."

When Lu Youyi heard this, he understood what it meant. The one who was friendly to them and treated them as friends was the dead ghost, not Teng Bi, the living dead, and now that the dead ghost had become Teng Bi, naturally he was not their friend.

Lu Youyi fell all the way down, until he organized his luggage and boarded the plane, he slowed down and sighed long and hard, "There is a destiny, but there is no destiny."

Jiang Luo sleeps with his eyes closed, "Alright, go to sleep."

*

Inside the remote village of Deep Earth.

In the middle of the uninhabited deep mountains, a huge rock suddenly trembled twice, and after two seconds of stillness, the rock trembled violently again.

With a loud "BANG", the boulder was finally shuddered to the ground, revealing a black hole in the blockage.

The man wrapped in a tattered fabric and covered in dust and dirt crawled out of the hole.

With his greatsword in his hand, he looked to his left and right in slight confusion as he climbed to the ground.

"Friends ......"

His nose, however, could no longer smell any living person.