Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The Requiem Manuscript was a book that documented the lives and deaths of mortals. Their karma from the past and present were intertwined. It keeps a record of mortal behavior in the past and future. Everything is predetermined before a person is even born.

When Pablo flipped the pages of the thin manuscript that recorded the destinies of countless beings, he found a new line of red text that appeared beneath Lilly’s name and read, “The test of Inner Demons, cannot rely on external assistance”.

Pablo frowned and thought to himself.

What kind of inner demons could a three-year-old child have? Given that it was in red font, this must be a serious matter. Not only that, but I couldn’t provide any help either. Worst of all, her foe is a slick ghost!

Lilly asked, “Master, why is that slick ghost targeting us?”

Uncle Jonas was the first victim, and now Zac is the second.

Pablo shook his head and explained, “He’s not targeting other people, but you.”

Lilly was puzzled.

If it’s targeting me, it should come after me. Why would that ghost go after Uncle Jonas and Zac?

Lilly decided to have a heart-to-heart conversation with that slick ghost later. After all, if one were to be a ghost, one should be upholding a standard of conduct.

“I need to do a divination to find where that slick ghost is hiding,” Lilly murmured to herself.

…

The little one ran outside and grabbed the tortoise that was enjoying the sun on the rockery near the garden fountain. When Little Lilly flipped the tortoise around, she exclaimed, “Haha!”

The old tortoise remained calm throughout. It lies flat on all four legs, with its head and tail both resting comfortably outside of its shell as it narrows its eyes.

Polly stood on the side. The parrot waited for the moment the tortoise extended its head and stretched its neck to peck at the tortoise.

Lilly grabbed Polly and placed it on her shoulder. She sternly warned, “Polly, you can’t cause trouble, okay?”

Pablo looked at Lilly, who was squatting and tossing Tortoise in front of it. She appeared sweet and innocent, and there was no sign of worry in her clear, unclouded eyes.

Maybe things aren’t as serious as I assume?

Mr. Tortoise spun around on the ground and finally came to a stop.

and made a gesture. She asked, “Mr. Tortoise, that slick ghost is

if it had understood everything. Polly exclaimed, “It says yes, yes,

I get it now,” Lilly said with

was tongue-tied. In actuality, he had haunted that slick ghost all the way to the South City; that place was its last known location. It

…

the second day of Midsummer’s Day. The sweet scent of

basket. She counted out loud, “One,

while he leaned against the kitchen island. He asked,

Bryson said he wants to

in his mind. Given that he made Lilly work so hard and personally served him the cake,

at the kitchen door. When he overheard this, he could not help but smile.

Bryson called out to the little girl with a warm and

Her eyes immediately

himself. Tsk, am I not worthy of

basket to Bryson and looked proud of her achievement. She exclaimed, “Uncle Bryson, here are eleven

had been completely filled by

help but pick Lilly up from the ground. He took out an exquisite little gift box

exclaimed in surprise,

I have a gift.

Uncle Bryson is the best!” Lilly thanked Bryson and gave him a warm

…

that she wanted to

put down her spoon and quickly turned it down. She asked, “No way. And you

alone.

mentioned Zachary. How absurd would it be for one child to accompany another child to travel to such a

Zachary sneered, “Haha!”

if they

down, Zachary returned immediately

while using the cutest words. She pulled a long face and pleaded fiercely, “I’m begging

stepped in and succeeded

wheeled herself into Lilly’s room that night. She urged, “Lilly, this is an amulet

was a mugwort herb bag that was often worn by the babies. Bettany had always considered it a sentimental heirloom. The herb had no value in itself, but the bag—made with exquisite embroidery by Bettany’s great, great grandmother—was one of

expressed her gratitude and kissed Bettany on the

don’t be too eager to stand up! You