I asked Qu Mo to hold Ermao and roast him on the brazier while I sat behind the table and flipped through the ancient Maoshan books to look for other remedies. It is no exaggeration to say that this book is profound and extensive. It contains all kinds of ghost legends and Taoist records. However, because there are too many things, some of them are inevitably written very briefly. The mention of the Night Demon Eye is only a few short sentences. I have flipped through the entire book but have not found any other methods to expel the Night Demon Eye.
I closed the book in disappointment, leaned back in my chair, looked up at the ceiling, and tried hard to think about what I had learned from my father to see if I could find any other solution.
Before I knew it, it was daybreak, and I racked my brains but couldn't come up with any solution. Seeing Qu Mo holding Ermao lovingly and shaking him, I felt inexplicably angry. I failed to pull Ermao out of the ice cave more than ten years ago, and now I have to watch him die again. I have learned Taoism for so many years, but I have learned it all from a dog? I am such a fucking bastard!
"It's dawn." Qu Mo said as he looked at the light coming through the gap in the door.
Nonsense, I saw it a long time ago. I became extremely anxious and stood up and said, "Take the child to my house first and let my mother take care of him for a few days. He is only four months old and there are less than three months left. I will slowly think of a way."
Qu Mo stood up and asked me curiously, "How do you know he has been in action for more than four months? He looks like he was only a few days old, right?"
I said gloomily, "I went to see him on the day he was born. I'm not mistaken."
I opened the shop and walked out. It was 6:30 in the morning and the streets were empty. The towns were different from the cities. Farm work had already kept them fit and they didn't need to get up early to do morning exercises. I closed the shop door and took Ermao from Qu Mo. When he left the charcoal brazier, he turned into an ice cube again, freezing my hair to the point of standing on end.
It was then that I remembered that Qu Mo came here with the male ghost Yang Donghao, and I asked her what was going on.
Qu Mo said that she slept well last night, but suddenly there was a movement in the room, and a cold air forced her to transform involuntarily. The evil spirit in her body completely controlled her body, and her consciousness could only hide in a corner of her brain and watch. She bit and scratched the window passively, and finally forced a male ghost to come out, scratched his eyes, and fled in panic. She chased after it, and when she passed by a village, she saw the baby. The evil spirit actually felt pity, picked up the child, and then disappeared.
When she saw the child's strange symptoms, she thought of me, so she came to town without checking the time. Fortunately, I was bored and chatted with Yang Donghao for a while, otherwise she would definitely be disappointed.
As we were talking, we walked to my door. I didn't plan to let her in. I had enough troubles and didn't want to be involved with her. What would my mother think if I let her in? This girl seemed to like me very much, but I didn't have any feelings for her. I thought we shouldn't meet again and let everything stop now.
"Then... I'm leaving." Qu Mo said to me thoughtfully, with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.
I pretended I didn't notice anything, looked at my watch, and said with a grunt, "There's a bus stop at the east end of the town. There's a bus to the city at 7 o'clock. Take care!" After I said that, I didn't look at her again, turned around and was about to open the door.