The white-haired boy didn't understand why the coolness he felt turned into a warm current. He didn't understand human affairs, but he knew this most real feeling. Because the animals on the mountain were the most real and pure.
He Shiqi stared at all this in a daze, blinking his eyes. Why is the boy's hair white? He is not old. In his impression, only people like his father will have white hair when they are old.
Lin Tingjun was also thinking secretly. Ever since the old man brought him into the ninth gate of the palace and made him one of the eight divine guards, the old man opened the gate of demons and ghosts for him. He thought he had entered a whole new world.
But today, what he saw and heard from Lian Youyou made him feel this wonderful feeling again. He was used to it, but now it was like entering a whole new world. This world was more vast and mysterious than the one that the old man brought him into. And more... No need to kill...
Lian Youyou brushed away all the white hair on the white-haired boy's face, revealing such a delicate face.
The boy was born with an oval face, a little smaller than an oval face, and on such a delicate face there were a pair of big almond eyes. His thinness made the boy's face even smaller, and made his eyes even bigger. At first glance, all you could see were those big white eyes, so people were wary of him.
Although the boy has white eyebrows, they are well shaped, long and hooked, which gives him a demonic charm. His long and dense snow-white eyelashes make his white eyes look bigger, but it is precisely because of the snow-white eyelashes that they appear colorful in the sunlight.
"Really handsome." These three words entered the ears of the white-haired young man. It was the first time someone said he was handsome.
He lay there in a daze, and for the first time he had a desire to see the sister in front of him clearly. The smell of her body was so pleasant that it made his flustered heart calm down. It was like being in the cool water of a lake, rising and falling with the waves, comfortable and pleasant.
Lian Youyou looked at the white-haired boy's eyes. The pupil was still visible. It was blue-gray with white, so it was integrated with the surrounding white of the eye. At first glance, it looked like a huge white eye, but in fact, he had an eye disease.
This eye disease is congenital white pupils. People in the folks often regard such children as ominous people or the reincarnation of evil spirits. They are often abandoned in the mountains or rivers, which is very pitiful.
But in fact, this eye disease is common among the elderly, and is called double pupil and leukoplakia. If you suffer from this disease, most of them will become blind, and few famous doctors can cure it.
People are superstitious, and people with white cataracts are often said to be possessed by evil spirits. Some even invite witches and Taoist priests to perform rituals to exorcise the evil spirits. The word "white cataract" also comes from the word "evil spirit".
Lian Youyou raised her hand and put the white flower into her mouth, chewing it into pieces. She slowly lowered her head, and a drop of crystal water like dew fell from her mouth and dripped into the eyes of the white-haired boy.
Immediately, a cool feeling spread in the eyes of the white-haired boy. He blinked subconsciously, and brought the cool feeling to every part of his eyes.
Lian Youyou spat another drop of liquid into his other eye, then picked up the hem of his clothes and tore off a strip. The originally coarse gray-blue strip of cloth instantly turned into a piece of white gauze after being torn off.
Lin Tingjun was stunned. From the moment Bai Lang opened his mouth until now, he had been in a state of surprise for a long time. He had not felt this way since he and the old man first saw the monster.
The snow-white gauze shone in the sunlight, as smooth as silk. Lian Youyou gently covered the white-haired boy's eyes with the gauze and tied it behind his head.
The white-haired boy was still lying in the flowers. He blinked his eyes, turned his face towards the hem of Lian's skirt, carefully sniffed her scent, and secretly memorized her in his heart. The white-haired boy had been blind since childhood, and his sense of smell and hearing were extremely sensitive. Even though he couldn't see, there was no place on this mountain that he didn't know. He remembered every blade of grass and the location of every tree.
Lian Youyou clapped her hands and smiled, "Mission accomplished!" She turned to look at the she-wolf, "It's still up to you to let him go with Yuchi Feng. Let him recognize Yuchi Feng as his father and listen to what Yuchi Daddy says."
The white wolf nodded respectfully, with only gratitude in his green eyes.
Lian Youyou continued, "He has been with you for a long time, and his body is contaminated with your demonic energy, so his hair is white. This white hair cannot be changed, and it is hard to determine what color his eyes will become in the end. But you and he have also absorbed a lot of the immortal energy I left here..." Lian Youyou looked at the flower field, "So the demonic energy in his body will be slowly purified by my immortal energy, which will only benefit him. If he is infected by your demonic energy again, I am afraid he will become a demon and his life will not be long."
Bai Lang lowered her head. This was exactly what she was worried about. There was a difference between humans and demons, and demonic energy could only harm humans.
"The evil spirit in your body will also be eliminated. You should go to a quiet place to practice well and stop worrying about him." Lian Youyou said and touched the white wolf's head.
"Yes..." Bai Lang bowed again, his voice choking with sobs, his gratitude was beyond words. She, Xue Niang, had cultivated for several lifetimes, and was blessed to meet the immortal who had descended to the earth, and to have his immortal spirit and get rid of his evil odor. From now on, she no longer had to hide, and no longer feared the Heavenly Master.
A demon needs to be refined for a hundred years before it can speak human language, a demon needs to be refined for five hundred years before it can take human form, a demon needs to be refined for a thousand years before its demonic aura can be diluted, and a demon needs to be refined for three thousand years and go through heavenly tribulations before it can become an immortal.
This long road to immortality is very difficult for a demon to survive. Most of them have been killed by the Heavenly Master Sword Immortals in the human world within a hundred years. They cannot hide because of the demonic aura on their bodies. The demonic aura is like a flag planted all over the mountains, telling the passing demon hunters, hey, I am here.
Even if they managed to escape from the demon hunters, the three thousand years of natural calamity would instantly split countless demons back to their original forms, and everything would start all over again.
Xue Niang's encounter with Lian Youyou today helped her get rid of the evil spirit as soon as possible. From now on, she can practice in peace without any other worries.
The white wolf stood up and walked towards the white-haired boy. The white-haired boy did not sit up, but turned over and landed on all fours like a wolf. He crawled in front of the white wolf and rubbed against her, reluctant to leave and being very intimate with her.
He Shiqi watched from the side and gradually his eyes became wet with tears. He felt the white wolf's reluctance to let the boy go, and his heart began to ache as well, just like when he saw off the big yellow dog grandfather last year.
In this scene, Lin Tingjun's hand that always held the blood sword slowly loosened. All things have spirits, and demons can be good or evil. The old man told him that it was his duty to kill demons, but good and evil must be distinguished with the heart. If the fox was here at this time, he would definitely not let him hurt the white wolf.
Wolves are wolves, and humans are humans. They used to kill and hunt each other, but today, they depend on each other.
They are mother and son, they are mother and son... Lin Tingjun's heart was filled with thousands of emotions, and his cold heart became softer.
That year, the rain was pouring down, but it couldn't cover up the baby's crying.
The white wolf ran out of the cave and picked up the white-eyed baby in the ravine.
Although the white wolf was a mother, she had not given birth yet and had no milk, so she was unable to feed the babies.
From then on, she ran all over the mountains and fields with the baby's swaddling clothes in her mouth, looking for a special wet nurse who could feed the child.
The mountain cat, fox, otter, hare... all became the baby's wet nurse, and he grew up drinking the milk of all the beasts... (To be continued)