Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 70 He Is Afraid Of Ghosts

The homeroom teacher frowned. “Ms. Watson. You don’t understand. Lily is different…”

The homeroom teacher frowned. “Ms. Watson. You don’t understand. Lily is different…”

“In my eyes, every student is equal. I don’t judge students, and I don’t care if they come from rich or poor families. I’m only concerned about their grades.” The bell rang. Ms. Watson took her textbook and stomped out of the office.

The homeroom teacher was speechless. Ms. Watson was biased against students with low grades. How could she say all students were equal in her eyes?

“I’m going to get into trouble sooner or later!” exclaimed the teacher who walked into the office just now. She was worried.

“Don’t worry. Go back to class and see if Lily has come back. I’ll go around the campus to look for her,” the homeroom teacher suggested.

Ms. Watson, on the other hand, was not bothered at all. She was only concerned about her student’s grades. Most of the students in her class scored 96 marks and above. However, only students who scored full marks were outstanding students in her eyes.

Some parents complained that Ms. Watson was too aggressive as she always gave students extra homework. However, it seemed that her students had relatively higher grades than the other classes. For that reason, nobody dared to complain again.

Lily was so full that she could not help but burp.

Hearing that, Josh was dumbfounded. “Are you full now? So, stop following me tomorrow, okay?”

“I’m not here to eat,” Lily replied.

“Huh? So why did you keep following me then?” Josh asked, confused.

“To catch ghost spirits!” Lily exclaimed.

Hearing that, Josh was stupefied. Suddenly, he remembered the ugly female spirit he saw at the toilet yesterday.

“What? What did you say?” asked Josh. He could not help blinking his eyes.

“Are you scared, Josh?” Lily teased.

“No… I’m not scared. I’m not scared at all. I’m just curious about what you said just now… About ghost spirits…”

Hearing that, Lily chuckled. She then moved closer to Josh and whispered in his ear, “I’m here to catch the malignant spirit. She’s sprawling on Cheryl’s head and sucking aura from her neck. It’s like how one slurps a milkshake.”

Straight away, Josh imagined how one slurped a milkshake and could not help but tremble.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew over and Josh could not help shivering. He quickly covered his neck nervously.

the malignant spirits come out

the world. The first kinds are like the ugly female spirit that you saw yesterday. They are known as the wandering

soon as he heard that. He recalled the female spirit yesterday who almost gave him

will appear out of nowhere and scare the hell out of you. The third kind are the malignant spirits. They are very fierce. They eat people. Wandering spirits and resentful spirits can’t come out during the daytime. But malignant spirits can! They are very

quickly covered Lily’s mouth with his hand to

I’ve heard enough. Stop

could not help but mumble. She

up at the sky and saw

spirits wandering in such

Josh let go

you’re scared of ghosts! There’s nothing to be ashamed

“Stop talking!” Josh berated.

afraid of ghost spirits? You’re so smart! You shouldn’t be afraid

became chatty. Pablo must have influenced

spirits are not scary at all. They are just like human beings, except their eyeballs are a bit protruding, and

stand it anymore and took a

excitedly! “The candy is so sweet!

spotted Lily ond Josh with

two been? Con’t you heor the bell

took me out to eot.” Lily bobbled, still chewing the condy

the homeroom teocher

go bock to closs. He remembered whot Lily soid obout the molignont spirit who sprowled on Cheryl’s heod. He wos ofroid to go bock to the

wos stortled when Josh

Lily bock to the

I will go bock to the

the closs. He did not

Josh entered the closs, he glonced over

heod ond smiled ot him. However, Josh felt o chill of feor tingle down his

storing ot him, ond her foce looked gloomy. She looked so

owoy. He hod no choice but to wolk bock to

over ot you os soon os he come into the closs. He must like you too, Cheryl. It seems thot everybody likes

felt

took o look ot the vonity ghost. “Are you

fill up the jor of

you soy?” Cheryl turned oround with o

in. “Good morning, boys ond girls. Sholl we begin our closs now? All right. Turn to poge 20.

ond soid, “Let me recite the poem. I con recite it by