Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 438 Hypocrite Ghost

Anthony came home late, and he had a fitful sleep, so he slept in, and no one knew he came back. Lilly got up only to sit around for a bit.

Pablo was writing something in his book, then he closed it up. “You’re awake. Your uncle’s back”

Hm? Lilly was still in a daze. Some kids would blank out for a few moments after they woke up. They couldn’t register what anyone said to them, and it was adorable.

Pablo rested his chin on his hand and stared at the girl who had just woken up. Her hair was a bit unkempt. Then Polly came and started flirting again. Do you smell that, babe?”

The dazed Lilly sniffed the air. “I smell nothing.”

Polly pecked her hair. “I smell something sweet, and right after you woke up too.

“I see…”

Amused, Pablo said, “They were hypocrites last night.”

And then an unlucky ghost took a hypocrite ghost into the room. Happily, he said, “Lilly, we-”

The Harem spirit said. “We got the ghost.”

Weakling spirit smiled. “He resisted, and we had to work hard to subdue him.”

Foolish ghost craned his neck. “Yeah. He gouged my eyeball out.”

Huh? I don’t remember resisting. That’s a lie.

wouldn’t take any credit!” And nor look at what you’re doing.

work.” She went to the end of her bed and pulled her pillow back. There was a bag of lollipops underneath, and she’d prepared them

eyes

the lollipops like a kindergarten teacher rewarding her students. “Eight for Ms. Ugly, eight for Mr. Foolish, eight for Ms. Harem, ten

delighted that she

to an unlucky ghost. “And eight for Mr.

ghost protested, “Hey, why’d he get

my name, and you’re the elders here. You won’t

now you call

than you, though.” Unlucky ghost pointed at

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she became a ghost, she could never eat human food. Even if there was tribute, the most she could have was the scent.

the unlucky ghost didn’t like it that the other ghosts duped him out of his lollipops. Weakling spirit smiled. Lilly gave me this. I won’t let anyone take it. But… He

the unlucky ghost unwrapped

was something. You

You wanted to play with us, and now

smug look.nd so what? I don’t care how

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the only thing they could have. Every time they ate one, they

said, “Sore loser. No poker for you next

looked at them, wondering why these ghosts were fighting over some

and yawned, then she

unwrapped her lollipop and licked

spirit added, “Address

wings.