Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The head glided toward Drake’s classroom, its ethereal presence outside the window captivating the attention of the students. After observing for a prolonged period, the motionless eyes shifted slightly, and it entered the room.

“This… doesn’t seem right.”

“This… isn’t working either.”

A shiver ran through the minds of the students, leaving them unsettled.

“Strange, did they crank up the air conditioner? I feel so cold.”

“Yeah, now that you mention it, I thought I was the only one feeling cold!”

During the self-study session, someone decided to investigate further. “The temperature of the air conditioner seems normal,” they reported.

Turning to his deskmate, Drake, the student asked, “Drake, do you feel cold?”

Drake sat upright and replied, “Nope.”

In truth, he felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as if he were being watched!

Was the head behind him?

Drake folded his hands, assuming the appearance of an attentive student engrossed in his book. Unbeknownst to others, his left hand discreetly clasped the protective bracelet on his right wrist.

The head did not linger in Drake’s classroom for long. After unsuccessful attempts, it drifted away to another classroom.

In that classroom, a girl sat near the window, wearing a somewhat forlorn expression. It was the same girl who had sent Drake a love letter.

The head fixed its gaze upon her, attempting to attach to her. Astonishingly, it placed its head upon hers!

The girl, lost in her thoughts, suddenly experienced a numbing sensation in her head. She abruptly stood up, devoid of expression, and walked out of the classroom.

Everyone in the class was left dumbfounded.

where are you going?” someone

she could not hear

from outside the window. Raising his eyes, he locked gazes with the girl from the neighboring class. Her unwavering stare carried

quickened, and he squinted

visit was brief, as

he looked up only to find

girl’s shoulders. She appeared to be a nine or ten-year-old, holding the head of an adult. The sight was eerie no matter how one looked at

couldn’t help but wonder, why was she

the girl and instructed her to return to the classroom. When

resisting the teacher’s

to crowd around the windows. Even students who could not find a spot to observe joined the gathering, bewildered

happening??” someone

emerged from behind the crowd, ascending the stairs. He was relatively tall, seemingly a sixth-grade student. Positioned among the onlookers,

hand. If

emanated from the boy’s hand as

attention,”

Josh remained restless throughout the afternoon, unaware of

in the Task Force’s

displayed

was drenched in blood, the eyes wide open and lifeless. It was a gruesome sight, but no other

investigators

“Any progress?” inquired one.

of railway has four

a train traveling downward. We’ve examined more than 50 trains

to be in charge furrowed his brow. “No, considering the level of decomposition, it seems that the person has been dead

brought this head onto the

However, that seemed implausible.

thorough security checks upon entry. Carrying a head through

the investigation,” the leader

team, determined to