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.

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

if it had understood everything. Polly exclaimed,

now,” Lilly said

had haunted that slick ghost all the way to the South City; that place was its last known location.

…

Midsummer’s Day. The sweet scent of cake permeated the entire house. The strawberry cupcakes

those cupcakes into a small basket. She counted out loud, “One, two,

leaned against the

answered, “Uncle Bryson

made Lilly work so hard and personally served him the cake, Bryson had better be able to eat all of

this, he could not help but smile. The little

to the little girl with a warm

Bryson in a pilot’s uniform. Her eyes immediately lit up. She said, “Wow, Uncle Bryson looks

am I

the basket to Bryson and looked proud of her achievement. She exclaimed,

been completely

not help but pick Lilly up from the ground. He took out an exquisite little

in

I have a gift.

Bryson is the best!” Lilly thanked

…

wanted to go to South City

turned it down. She asked, “No

not alone. I’ll travel

when she mentioned Zachary. How absurd would it be for one child to accompany

Zachary sneered, “Haha!”

if they asked

cutlery down, Zachary returned immediately

plan, The little girl spoke with the fiercest expression while using the cutest words. She pulled a long

Blake stepped in and succeeded

“Lilly, this is an amulet I

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

Granny!” Lilly expressed her gratitude and kissed Bettany on

too eager to stand up! You must hold back until you feel something with