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.

are you going?” someone called after

continued walking outside, she could not hear

suddenly felt a piercing gaze fixed upon him from outside the window. Raising his eyes, he locked gazes with the

he squinted slightly in

brief, as

that he could not see the head anymore, he looked up only to find the girl from the bus standing outside the corridor, directing her

to be a nine or ten-year-old, holding the head of an

wonder, why was she always fixated

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

surprising strength, resisting the teacher’s efforts and emitting a horrific

classroom, prompting them to crowd around the windows. Even students who could

What’s happening??” someone whispered

He was relatively tall, seemingly a sixth-grade student. Positioned among the onlookers, he looked at

in the palm of his hand. If Josh had noticed

boy’s hand as he held

woeful ghost… not worth my attention,”

and Josh remained restless throughout

in the Task Force’s Dissection

displayed a

It was a gruesome sight, but no other signs of

investigators

“Any progress?” inquired one.

his head. “Not yet! This stretch of railway has

rolled, it appears to have come from a train traveling

level of decomposition, it seems that the person has been dead for at least seven days. This

words, someone brought this head

However, that seemed implausible.

every station required thorough security checks upon entry. Carrying a head through the security check

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responded the team, determined to