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

continued walking outside, she could not hear

felt a piercing gaze fixed upon him from outside the window. Raising his

quickened, and he

visit was brief, as she proceeded

he could not see the head anymore, he looked up only to find the girl from the

head resting upon the girl’s shoulders. She appeared to be a nine or ten-year-old, holding the head

couldn’t help but wonder, why was she

her to return to the classroom. When

everyone’s astonishment, the girl exhibited surprising strength, resisting the teacher’s efforts and emitting

inside the classroom, prompting them to crowd around the windows. Even students who could not find a spot to observe joined the gathering, bewildered by the

Selen? What’s happening??” someone whispered

behind the crowd, ascending the stairs. 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 it, he would have recognized it as his spirit

emanated from the boy’s hand as he held

not worth my attention,” he whispered. “Ivan, where has that

was taken away, and Josh remained restless throughout the afternoon, unaware of

in the Task Force’s

displayed a

head was drenched in blood, the eyes wide open and lifeless. It was a gruesome sight, but no other signs of decay were

investigators were

“Any progress?” inquired one.

head. “Not yet! This stretch of railway has four tracks with over a

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 suggests that they couldn’t have been killed on the

words, someone brought this head onto the

However, that seemed implausible.

required thorough security checks upon entry. Carrying a

the leader

the team, determined