Ermao let out a faint scream at this moment, just like a sick cat, which sounded extremely miserable and sad.
I lowered my head in a hurry, and saw Ermao's eyes were open, showing a painful expression. Incredible scenes also appeared in the palms of his hands, with two eyes!
His eyes were as big as an adult's, almost filling his small palms, with a row of white eyelashes. His eyeballs were yellow, but emitted a green glow. Under the dim light, they looked particularly strange, and I got goose bumps on my back.
The two eyes blinked, revealing an extremely ferocious cold light, as if it could penetrate deep into the human soul, making me shiver involuntarily. Moreover, it blinked twice, and the Eight Coffins Ghost Suppression Bureau above its head also followed the rhythm of the blinking, making two uneven sounds.
Ermao started to cry loudly and cried very miserably. I was startled and quickly closed his little hands. Ermao's crying gradually became weaker, and there was no movement in the Eight Coffins Ghost Suppression Bureau.
"Then, what is that?" Qu Mo asked me in horror.
I wrapped the baby in the swaddle again and held him in my arms to warm him up. I felt a bone-chilling cold coming from the swaddle, and I was shivering all over.
"This is the Night Demon Eye!" I said with a frown.
"What is the Night Eye?"
I was so cold that I couldn't stand it anymore and didn't bother to answer. I put Ermao on the table, pulled out a charcoal brazier that had not been used for a long time, which still had some charcoal in it, and lit it with a lighter. I held Ermao and squatted beside the brazier. I felt less cold because of the hot air from the charcoal fire.
"Legend has it that the Night Demon Eyes are a kind of evil eyes that come from the realm of ghosts and goblins. They can appear in various parts of the human body, and most people with these eyes will not live beyond seven months." I don't know much about this kind of thing. It was recorded in the ancient books of Maoshan. The description was very brief, but the symptoms were described very clearly. The Night Demon Eyes have white eyelashes and yellow pupils that emit green light.
"What is the realm of ghosts and demons?" Qu Mo's face was full of curiosity.
I looked at her and thought that the evil woman Mao Tianshi had taught her too little, and she didn't even know about the realm of ghosts and demons. I explained to her, "After a ghost dies, it is called a demon, and the place where demons hide is called the 'Deep Realm of the Underworld'. Legend has it that this place is more terrifying than hell. Generally, demons live a very miserable life there, unable to reincarnate or die again. This is the true state of being unable to live or die."
Qu Mo suddenly realized, "So after a ghost dies, its soul doesn't just disappear, but it turns into a ghost."
I hummed and said, "Legend has it that the genus is even more brutal, but it is impossible for them to leave the Netherworld. Otherwise, our world would be even more restless. Although the genus cannot escape, some of them are extremely vicious and will extend their eyes into the human world, grow on people's bodies and spy on the prosperity of the world in order to get satisfaction. However, this person will be corroded by Yin Qi and die after seven months, and the genus' eyes will shrink back into the Netherworld."
"So is there any hope for this child?"
I looked down at the raging flames in the brazier, feeling worried. Ancient books from Mount Mao said that the Night Demon Eye can only grow on a human body for no more than twelve hours, and that rituals can drive it back to the Netherworld. But looking at Ermao's condition, the Night Demon Eye must have been growing on him for quite some time, and that's probably why his family abandoned him on the roadside. The Night Demon Eye was deeply rooted in him, and rituals didn't work, so it looked like he was doomed.
Qu Mo understood what I meant from my expression, and he sighed and said, "This child is so pitiful, he was destined to die right after he was born."
I looked up and said, "No, I won't let him die."
Qu Mo asked happily, "So there is a solution?"
I sighed and shook my head, "Not yet, but I will save his life even if it costs me my own." He is my brother, and like Wang Zijun, we are as close as brothers. I swear to dig up the underworld and save him!