"It's a child!"
Xiao Mu, looking down carefully, could not help but say.
"A child."
Zhao Yan confirmed.
"How could there be a child in the coffin of a county magistrate from the Ming Dynasty?"
Xiao Mu muttered to himself, not asking anyone in particular.
As he spoke, he also thought about it.
Looking at the movement of the bones, it was not done by zombies, nor by humans, but by Yin spirits.
Why would Yin spirits move bones?
Judging from the situation, the child's bones were intentionally moved into the coffin of the county magistrate, with the magistrate's bones blocking the view.
Yin spirits wouldn't do this without cause; there must be a reason.
Could it be to deceive zombies? To protect the child's bones?
Xiao Mu instantly affirmed this guess.
To protect the bones is to protect the Yin spirits. Once the bones are lost, the Yin spirits are virtually finished, at least they would become wandering ghosts, except for those formally sealed.
