Chapter 133: All Caused by the Eyes

“I’ll talk! I’ll talk!”

How could a wicked spirit survive beneath the power of Maoshan magic?

If I had not restrained my strength, that single blow would have been enough to scatter his soul.

I released my grip, and Yellow Hair collapsed onto the ground.

Although he was gasping heavily, I could not sense even the slightest breath leaving his mouth.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at me. His eyes, which had once been normal, no longer held even a trace of black in the pupils. They were completely white, and the sight sent an involuntary chill through me.

“Stop pretending to be some kind of ghost. Speak!”

“I…I am…a karmic sin…”

A karmic sin!

According to the records of the Wild Maoshan Arts, a karmic sin cannot arise without karma. When karma remains unresolved, it gives birth to a malignant entity that devours a person’s soul and takes its place. After forty-nine days, it turns into blood and water and disperses; only then can the karma be resolved.

Put simply, not every karmic connection ends in a reasonable conclusion. When such a connection is left without a proper resolution, a malignancy forms between the entangled causes and effects.

That was exactly what had happened to Yellow Hair. The Yellow Hair I was seeing now was merely the karma once borne by that body.

The conditions required for karma to transform into such a malignancy were exceedingly harsh. Even Yellow Hair himself could not explain how he had ended up this way.

“I’ll talk, I’ll talk!”

Rolling his eyes, Yellow Hair said, “It was because of that child! That child’s eyes! After he looked at me, I felt an extremely strange power, and then I took over his body!”

Yellow Hair was helpless as well. He truly did not know much, and he was just as confused about how he had become what he was.

“I’m really not lying to you. At first, I wasn’t certain either. But after following him for several days, I discovered that his eyes were Eyes of Karma. They could not only see through karma, but also create karmic sins. As long as I could possess those eyes, I could become the master of every karmic sin!”

Yellow Hair did not sound as though he was joking.

“Let me go.” Seeing that I remained silent, Yellow Hair parted his lips slightly. “I won’t go after him again. I’ve told you everything I know!”

“Let you go?” I rolled my eyes and continued questioning him. “Then tell me this: how did that child turn you into what you are? Did he do it intentionally, or was it unconscious?”

Yellow Hair insisted that he truly did not know. But several times, when he had tried to take Wang Lei’s eyes, Wang Lei had suddenly seemed to become an entirely different person. Otherwise, Yellow Hair would not have failed to obtain them even now.

“I…I’ve told you everything I know…You…”

Should I let him go? Impossible. Although he could exist for only forty-nine days, no one could say what might happen during that time.

“By urgent decree!”

In truth, karmic sins of this kind were not difficult to deal with. Generally speaking, they were not aggressive. Though they occupied a physical body, they acted according to the karma involved, carrying out certain deeds meant to resolve it.

Perhaps the karma attached to Yellow Hair was simply unusual.

When I emerged from Baolian Ancient Monastery, Song Zhong was leaning against the car and smoking. Seeing me come out alone, he hurried over in surprise and questioned me.

I merely waved my hand and said nothing about Yellow Hair’s fate.

“Jiang Huai, is this matter considered settled?”

Song Zhong had asked the right question. On the surface, the matter appeared to be resolved, but in reality, it had only just begun.

Yellow Hair was unimportant. What mattered was Wang Lei’s Eyes of Karma.

According to Yellow Hair, Wang Lei could not control those eyes himself. It was as though another soul existed inside his body.

The strange thing was that Wang Lei himself knew nothing about it.

A thought flashed through my mind, and a name immediately surfaced: Wang Feng, the little boy who had inexplicably jumped from a building.

I narrowed my eyes and watched the scenery rush past outside the window, murmuring, “I think we need to meet Wang Lei again. That little fellow may be hiding something from us.”

Song Zhong actually had no idea what had happened this time. Although he had followed behind me throughout, I had told him nothing about my conversation with Wang Lei, nor about what had happened just now at the ancient monastery.

Originally, I had wanted to see Wang Lei immediately. But it was already past eleven at night, and it would not be appropriate to disturb him, so Song Zhong and I returned to sleep.

The next morning, I did not call Song Zhong. I rode my electric scooter alone toward Wang Song’s home.

As soon as I entered the residential compound, I heard sirens wailing without pause. A large number of elderly men and women had gathered beneath the building where Wang Song lived.

Everyone was talking over one another, though I could not make out what they were discussing.

When I drew closer and listened, I learned that something had happened to one of the families in the building. The husband had jumped from the building and committed suicide, leaving behind a child.

The police were currently investigating upstairs.

My brows drew tightly together, and a deeply ominous feeling rose within me. At that very moment, a familiar voice reached my ears.

“Jiang Huai! Jiang Huai? Over here!”

I followed the voice and discovered that it was Wang Zihao.

After stepping through the cordon, he grabbed me and pulled me inside.

“What happened? Why are you here?” I asked, staring at Wang Zihao in bewilderment.

Wang Zihao shook his head. “Don’t ask. Wasn’t I busy with the task force? I happened to be on the night shift last night. Just as I was about to get off work, we received a report that someone had jumped from this building. But why are you here?”

I smiled faintly. “I have a client here.”

“You’re not in a hurry, are you? Good. Then help me take a look at this case first. The man who died had a son. When I went upstairs just now, the child was muttering incoherently that his younger brother had pushed their father out of the window. More importantly, this child’s younger brother died two years ago.”

Chapter 133: It Was All Caused by Those Eyes