Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 318 Learning Something Bad From Hannah

Olivine Temple Square was shrouded in ominous clouds, making the sky even darker than before.

Suddenly, some individuals wearing kimonos began to scream in terror. It appeared as though they were witnessing something dreadful. Their faces were filled with panic, and some even fell to their knees, clutching their heads in distress.

Unseen by others, these individuals were confronted by apparitions of their ancestors, who appeared furious and resorted to physically punishing them.

“How could you forget the nation I tirelessly fought to protect?!”

“They killed your grandfather, and yet you still worship them as your ancestors!”

“I’ll need to give you a beating so you’ll remember why it hurt so much!”

Those individuals clad in kimonos and clogs were subjected to such severe beatings that their clogs went flying. They screamed and pleaded for mercy, consumed by terror.

Most people who did not see the ghosts were puzzled.

They didn’t know why, so they saw the different phases of lightning, thunder, rainbow, and sunset in the same frame, and saw several people kneeling begging for mercy with terrified faces, and they were even more frightened in their hearts.

“What happened…….”

“What is that red iron pillar they pulled out…”

“It’s so strange. As soon as the iron pillar was pulled down, a bolt of lightning struck down,”

“Could it be… Is what the little girl said earlier true? That today wasn’t an exhibition after all, but was a sacrificial ritual?” Someone voiced their doubts, uncertain about the reality of the situation.

However, some individuals were bleeding and crying, exclaiming, “Even if that’s the case, should we just forget about the dolls we destroyed?”

The ash dolls held a special place in their hearts, not to mention the significant monetary value associated with each doll. The thought of losing them was distressing and heartbreaking.

Even if it’s not worth five million like Quinnie’s Coco, it’s still worth one hundred and eighty thousand.

How could she not be responsible just because she was a sacrifice for the ritual?

While she was crying, she noticed Blake and the others emerging from the scene.

Blake held Lilly in his arms with Josh. Drake, the knowledge enthusiast, walked alongside them with a grave expression, his thoughts veiled and unknown.

Anthony was on the phone and caught snippets of conversation about “compensation.”

near the sacrificial shrine, he kicked it,

on the broken remains of a few ash dolls and their owners cried even harder as

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“Stop crying! I… I’ll pay

only destroyed the dolls because they

one should be responsible

envelope from her satchel. She wondered if the money inside would

even enjoy it, and

help but find it funny, while Blake found Lilly incredibly adorable

your Uncle Anthony will compensate them,” Blake

Anthony froze.

but

jokingly assured Lilly, “Don’t worry, your uncle is not only handsome and rich but

rich Anthony

could not argue with him but

wonder if the event organizers had intentionally dressed them

by our group. My assistant will be here shortly to discuss the compensation with each of

to ensure that Lilly would not

It’s just money.

ability to catch ghosts, Anthony couldn’t help but think that these doll enthusiasts would face

mixed reactions. Some were stunned, while a

not care about sacrifices

compensation. They had already formulated plans beforehand. If the child’s parents refused to pay, they were prepared to escalate the situation and take

Charlie arrived with the money and handed it over immediately. However, Quinnie refused to accept it

a call

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the brand Spring Friends were implicated in the theft of ashes for making dolls and were going to be

to realize that she had been sleeping in

with complex thoughts, and she

Lilly in a solemn manner. She then

departed, wearing smiles on their faces. Finally, the deceptive doll

for questioning,

for the girls who took the compensation but had their dolls broken,

encountered car accidents on their way

strange occurrences that made them feel unsettled. The doors would inexplicably open during their sleep at night, and the bathroom faucet would turn on by itself

the doll they had placed in

to their parents, begging them to ask about any possible connections and desperately seeking out Lilly’s help to resolve