Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Edward and Jean were in a state of shock, their jaws agape.

They stared at Lilly’s bold provoking, listening to her ask for a fight.

Then she chanted some prayers, and attacked using a fart… and it worked!

Before they could return to their senses, she had thrown out the jar of souls and shouted “Come on!”…

They couldn’t see much more after that. After all, the water spirits had been drawn out already.

The harem spirit herself was quite confused too.

She had gone into this like any other battle, and was holding down a resentful spirit when the one next to it fell to her knees and began begging for forgiveness for her mother. What was going on?

Lilly clapped her hands, impressed. “You’re amazing, Auntie Harem!”

The harem spirit blinked. “Who’s this…”

The younger spirit continued to kneel, sobbing as she begged. “Mother and I are sorry, we won’t do anything bad anymore. Please let us go, please…”

Lilly shook her head. “Do you know how many lives you’ve taken?”

The young spirit’s eyes flickered. “Just, just seven or eight…”

Lilly frowned. The word ‘just’ for seven or eight lives was hardly appropriate

The resentful spirit being held down by the harem spirit spoke up in a hoarse whisper, “Roxie, don’t beg her…”

“It’s our bad luck that we were caught this time…”

The spirit glowered at Lilly, furious that she had lost.

She had only needed one more innocent soul… just one more!

And she would become a malignant spirit, leaving this river forever.

She had drowned tens of thousands of times in this river! It was too much to bear, and she began to usurp other spirits so she could leave sooner.

Only for everything to fall apart.

what the older spirit was saying. She turned to the younger spirit named Roxie. “What are your names, and where are you from? How did you

“We were villagers living by the riverbank. That was about eight years ago, when the city had just started

pointed at the riverbank. There was a tall building erected there now, the old houses

weekend, Mother and I were washing our sheets by

for the washing machine to clean, that’s why we went to the

but he just swam

into the water. Roxie ran to help her, and fell into the water

screamed for help, but Father was too far out in

spoke. “That’s how

we became water spirits here. Mother was very angry, and refused to be reborn. She resented Father,

spirit seemed to remember

but her daughter had died too. Her husband had just

drowned along with her

spirit howled, her teeth clacking from the force of talking. “I need to find him, I need to kill him!

Lilly was speechless

water weeds held us down, Father couldn’t find us. He

pole and fished around the water, but never

you kill that girl

spirit thrashed around at the words. Seeing as there was no

her mother, before describing what had happened in

by the river after arguing with her mother, sulking on a

mother and I

Her mother yelled at her asking where she was, and Jane said she was at the garden by

really angry after she heard that. She said, ‘Very well, I see you’re trying to threaten me with suicide, aren’t you! Who do you think

Lilly asked, “And then?”

men could only watch

them… or ‘listen to their stories’ made them feel a little

were the water spirits

boring. We should’ve

speak. “Jane was around my age, and I understood how she felt. She couldn’t even explain before her mother hung up on her… She knelt by the river,

to kill Jane, but her mother told her not to feel too

could feel sorry for others, but no

mother dragged

herself watching on, but ended up

only came looking for her a day after she died. She couldn’t find her after searching the whole day. Mother dragged another two girls into the water