"Uncle, I'm a little hungry."
Little Stone held his growling stomach and scratched his head sheepishly.
Lin Shisan froze briefly at his words.
He crouched down gently and softly brushed aside the stray locks of hair on Little Stone's forehead.
His fingers lingered for a moment at the edge of the blue mark, sensing the cold, sinister pulse beneath the skin slowly spreading.
He forced out a smile. "Be good, Little Stone. There'll be something to eat soon."
"Oh..."
Little Stone nodded without understanding, then shook his head again.
Why did he have to wait to eat?
Before, whenever he said he was hungry, Lin Shisan would immediately rush off to fetch the things he liked to eat.
"But Uncle, I... my head feels so heavy. It feels like something's crawling around inside, and there's a sizzling noise too."
Lin Shisan's heart tightened.
His hand stopped abruptly. His fingers hanging at his side slowly clenched, then slowly relaxed again.
For a moment, Lin Shisan did not know what to say, or how to say it.
"Be good, Little Stone. How about Auntie treats you to a feast a little later?"
Bai Youyou also came over and crouched down, holding Little Stone's shoulders as she studied his eyes.
He should not have been hungry at this hour; they had only learned about it an hour ago.
The only explanation was that the Python Demon's devouring was growing worse. It was the Python Demon's remnant soul that was hungry.
The Netherblue Light in Little Stone's eyes was stronger than the night before, and the Python Demon's image faintly stirred in the depths of his pupils.
An extremely faint layer of blue-green lines had already appeared on the skin surrounding the Python Mark on his forehead.
He really was about to undergo demonization.