I was dumbfounded. Was the cadre in charge of this team out of his mind?
Doing something so immoral deserves no forgiveness; one should at least offer a brief act of repentance.
They buried it even deeper and added several large stones, as if to prevent the mother and child underneath from even turning over.
"No, there will be retribution for doing this kind of thing, right?" Li Huai couldn't help but interject.
“You’re right. The old stonemason said that ever since that piece was touched, several people on his construction team have been having nightmares. They dream of a woman whose face they can’t see, carrying a dark bundle, wandering around outside the work shed.”
"Sometimes they would just come in and wander around their beds."
"And whenever they have this dream, it's like sleep paralysis. They can clearly see the woman pacing around them, but they can't get up at all. It's like their bodies are being pressed down by a stone."
Old Han's storytelling was so vivid that it sent chills down our spines.
He adjusted his glasses: "This is just one of the rumors, and it's hard to tell if it's true or not. But considering Wu Tao's situation, and that peach wood talisman..."
At this point, he took out a notebook from his briefcase, turned to a page, and there was a meticulously drawn copy of the patterns on the peach wood talisman in pen, with dense annotations next to it.
I peeked over and saw that the annotations weren't just random scribbles; they were all logically sound.
"I compared the old rune charts of the ethnic minorities in southeastern Guizhou whose lineages are still preserved, especially the parts related to Nuo rituals, sending away the dead, and corpse pregnancy. And you know what? I actually found something!"
"Old Han, what have you discovered?" Zhang Qiang's expression brightened.
I just felt that this old man was truly unfathomable.
He arrived a day or two earlier than us, yet he has achieved so much; I am ashamed of myself for not being able to do as well.
Old Han pointed to several twisted and overlapping dots and lines on the drawing he was copying, "Look here, the hollow center of these arcs represents the uterus or a warm bed, while these scattered dots represent blood or life force. The structure of the entire talisman points to a very ancient and unorthodox evil art—the art of parasitism!"
"Parasite technique?" We were all stunned.
This term is something I've never even heard of, let alone them.
“Yes, that’s right, the parasitic technique.” Old Han closed his notebook, his expression solemn: “Of course, this thing has many different names in folk culture, such as Yin fetus and corpse pregnancy, but the core is the same.”
"That is to find a suitable mother, who can be alive or dead, even a man or a woman. However, the fate needs to be extremely yin, and the birth chart should ideally contain the Hua Gai or Gu Chen stars, which make it easier to contain yin spirits."
Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze involuntarily fell upon Li Huai.
This kid even has the talent to be a mother.
Seeing that we were all looking at him, he became enraged and yelled, "What the hell are you looking at!"
We knew we were in the wrong, so we remained silent, and Mr. Han continued his story:
"If the mother is a living person, she may initially be weak and sickly, and plagued by nightmares, but it will not affect her life."
But her anger will gradually dissipate, eventually leading to her sudden death.
After death, the corpse becomes an excellent breeding ground for the yin fetus. The yin energy and essence of blood and flesh remaining in the body will become nutrients for its growth.
The possible manifestation is an unusual swelling of the abdomen, as something is forming inside.
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
In other words, Wu Tao is currently carrying a ghost baby in her belly, and that ghost baby has been dead for who knows how many years.
This is truly bizarre, like the mother of all evil opening the door to evil itself; it's incredibly bizarre.
Old Han looked at the freezer and concluded: "Wu Tao was the chosen mother, and that peach wood talisman was the mark and catalyst for the parasitic birth. It was probably not a coincidence that he obtained this talisman in southeastern Guizhou half a year ago."
"You mean, Wu Tao was really murdered, someone used evil magic to harm him?" Zhang Qiang's face was grim. Those family members were right; Wu Tao had indeed suffered an undeserved disaster.
“You’re being a bit too absolute. It’s not necessarily premeditated murder. The viciousness of this kind of evil magic is that the caster may not even need to know the mother. They just need to spread the prepared talisman through various means and wait for the destined person to wear it.” Old Han shook his head.
"Is that thing in the freezer right now...?" Luo Tianhe's voice trembled slightly, and his face was deathly pale.
After a moment of silence, Old Han slowly said, "Ninety percent."
After saying that, he sighed and continued, "Based on my judgment and the yin energy that this freezer continues to emit, this yin fetus is likely in its later stages. The thing inside his belly is slowly growing by using his corpse. The formation I set up can only temporarily block some of its contact with the outside world and slow down its growth, but it has no way to eradicate it at all."
Hearing this, I looked at the black box next to him. If I'm not mistaken, it should contain his backup plan.
"What would happen if we let it hatch?" Li Huai couldn't help but ask. He had a feeling that once that thing came out, it would probably be terrifyingly fierce.
"Heh, then it's no longer just a simple vengeful infant spirit. He's been buried underground for so many years, and now he's absorbed the life essence of Wu Tao, a person with a special destiny. If something happens to him, he could very well become an extremely vengeful and malevolent Yin Sha Zi!"
His first instinct would be to search for blood relatives or the source of the problem, fearing it might cause harm to the area, especially to infants and those with weak constitutions, as they might be killed if encountered while walking at night.
As Mr. Han described it, we couldn't help but swallow hard.
This thing is even more terrifying than we imagined.
"Then, Mr. Han, what should we do now? We can't just leave it like this and wait for him to come out on his own, can we?" Zhang Qiang asked anxiously.
These are already turbulent times, and the two incidents at the police station haven't been resolved yet.
If this thing keeps causing trouble, then the police station might as well just disband on the spot.
"There are two ways." Old Han held up two withered fingers, and our eyes lit up. There were actually two solutions.
"The first method is to find the source of the spell, that is, the person who created this parasitic talisman, or to find a complete record, understand its method and how to break it, and dismantle it from the root!"
Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but twitch my lips.
This thing has been passed down for who knows how many years.
The person who created this parasitic talisman is probably long gone.
Where are we supposed to look?!
Moreover, time is of the essence now, and distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.
"I believe you also think that the first option is not very realistic, while the second method is a risky move!"
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