Chapter two hundred and seventieth can not find the head
Lao Bai and Loach immediately opened the other jars impatiently. As we suspected, these jars contained the bodies of babies.
"Dongfang, Lao Bai, come and take a look at this jar!" Loach hugged another jar and shouted excitedly.
Seeing his reaction, Lao Bai said lazily, "Aren't the corpses of babies in these jars? We have seen so much, what is there to make a fuss about!"
"No!" Loach's reaction was still very exciting. Seeing that we didn't believe what he said, he was so anxious that he almost jumped out of his skin. "You will know when you come here and take a closer look! I guarantee you won't be able to calm down."
Listening to Loach's words, he seemed to have discovered something different. Although Loach is usually very frizzy, he would never make a mistake.
I glanced at the loach and then slowly walked over.
"Loach, what on earth did you see?" Lao Bai asked.
"Here, take a look for yourselves!" Loach handed me the black jar he had been holding, and I looked inside.
This time I didn't see the baby's body. What I saw was a human head. This head was not that of a baby. It was much larger than an average baby's head. It should have belonged to a child of several years old.
The head was placed in the jar, his eyes were closed tightly, and his face was calm. I don't know what expression appeared on his face the moment his head was cut off?
Fear, knowing that you are going to die soon?
Doubtful, maybe a child of several years old still doesn’t understand what life and death is, and he doesn’t understand why others want to chop off his head?
Or perhaps these two expressions were present on his face. At that moment, his immature face was transformed to an incredible degree.
It's a pity that we will never know the answer to this question, because his closed eyes can never be opened again.
I sighed, "The fate of these children is so tragic! Before they have a chance to take a good look at this colorful world, they will lie in a cold black jar forever!"
"Oops!" Dongfang stamped his feet, looking a little anxious. "I'm not asking you to sigh that there are not many of these. If you take a good look at this head, do you think it looks very familiar?"
Looks very familiar?
When Loach just handed me the black jar, I saw a head inside, so I didn't look at it carefully.
Is there any mystery hidden in this?
I took the black jar handed over by Loach and looked at it carefully from all angles.
Suddenly, when I saw the face of the black jar head clearly, my body shook, and a similarly childish face appeared in my mind.
I finally understood why Loach asked, "I don't think this head looks very familiar."
I clearly remember that when the ghost child told us the cause of his death, the last thing he saw was a sharp knife slashing at him.
And did his parents find his head after his death?
I just saw clearly that the face of the head in the jar is exactly the same as that of the ghost child, which means that the head that the ghost child has never been able to find is now in my hand!
I feel a little dry in the mouth.
Then I took out the ghost child's spiritual tablet that I had always carried with me. "Ghost child, please come out and I'll show you something!"
As soon as I finished speaking, a shadow appeared in front of us. It was the ghost child.
"What do you want to show me?" the ghost child asked me calmly.
I didn't say anything, but handed over the black jar in my hand, "Take a good look at what's inside!"
The ghost child took the black jar I handed over with doubts. After just one glance, the ghost child's mood fluctuated violently. His body trembled, "This... this... this... this...
Is it my head?”
The ghost boy was holding a black jar. He didn't say a long sentence, but he spent a lot of effort to finish it.
Although the ghost kid was asking, judging from his reaction, he already knew the answer.
I can clearly feel that the resentment on the ghost child is increasing, and it is increasing at an almost explosive speed.
I was quite frightened by the changes in the ghost child. If his resentment increased, he would turn into a fierce ghost in a very short period of time.
And after turning into a fierce ghost, I'm afraid he won't be as gentle as he is now. Once he gets angry, the way to vent his anger is to kill everyone in front of him!
I was worried that if the ghost child continued to watch, it would further irritate him, so I quickly snatched the black jar from his hand.
At the same time, I said to him, "Don't be excited! We found your head not long after we arrived in Lujiacun. This was a huge breakthrough. The person who hid your head here must have killed your family."
The murderer, don’t worry, we will definitely find him soon.”
After I finished speaking, I looked at the ghost child nervously. If my words were of no use to the ghost child and his resentment continued to increase, then we would be in great danger.
Fortunately, after listening to what I said, the ghost child gradually calmed down and his resentment did not continue to increase.
The ghost kid nodded, then took a deep breath, "You're right. Since you can all find my head, you will soon be able to find the person who hid my head here. I'll leave everything to you!"
"Oh, since we promised you to find the murderer who killed you when we were in Dongcheng City, we must do it." Ni Loach said proudly.
Judging from the relaxed expressions on his and Lao Bai's faces, they must have no idea how dangerous our situation was just now!
"Dongfang, can I ask you something?" Loach suddenly said while staring at the jar on the ground.
"Just ask me whatever you want to ask me. When did you become so polite to me?"
This loach is not polite when he should be polite, but he is quite polite when he shouldn't be.
Loach smiled at me awkwardly, "Actually, it's not a big deal. What I want to ask you is why are the heads and baby corpses in these jars purple?"
I thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it was soaked in potion."
In fact, there is another possibility for a person's skin to turn purple after death, and that is to become a zombie. Among the nine zombie categories, there is a kind of zombie called purple zombie.
However, the corpses of these babies were placed in jars, which obviously did not meet the conditions of corpse raising sites. Moreover, in terms of appearance, there was a huge difference between the purple babies we saw and real zombies.
So I judge that the baby corpse here was soaked in potion.