Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Lilly’s expression turned cold, and she let out a growl…

“Gimme the pot!”

Lilly grabbed the frying pan.

“Clang, clang!”

Two sharp and resounding strikes echoed as the pan struck Flesh and Bone.

She beat the two ghosts until they seemed like illusions, leaving them bewildered.

Everyone in the Crawford family shrunk their necks and Blake unconsciously touched the back of his head.

Pablo was baffled, muttering to himself, “When did she get a frying pan as a weapon? Wasn’t she just using a scale earlier?”

When did she unlock this weapon?

Zachary swiftly jotted down in his notebook.

“Weapon, a scale. Power, six stars, capable of shattering bones as sturdy as evil spirits.”

“New weapon acquired, a frying pan. Power, eight stars, capable of smashing two evil spirits of similar strength simultaneously.”

As Lilly raised her hand, the frying pan vanished in an instant, showcasing her supernatural prowess that nearly matched her master’s.

“Are you going to cooperate? Can you explain yourselves? If not, I’ll smash you again!” Lilly warned.

Her expression and tone were deceptively soft, cute, and innocent, making one’s skin crawl and bones tremble with the fear of making any mistakes.

Flesh, feeling discouraged, spoke up, “My name is Pretty Flesh and I reside in the mountains… I don’t belong to the underworld’s ghosts, so I’m not afraid of sunlight, nor do I consume people’s souls.”

voice slightly, it weakly added,

known as the old woman pickling sauerkraut,

“You may not devour human souls, but you feast

was filled with

responded, “Huh? No

she popped a crispy chip

Everyone was left speechless.

fiery tempers,

ago, when our village was inhabited by many people, my wife, my son, and I

the mountains were desolate. It was challenging for mountain dwellers to venture out, and it was equally difficult for merchants from outside

family was so poor that my son remained single even

day, a young woman wearing a white turban and plain coarse clothing came by, seeking water from

no children and no one to depend on. She wanted to return

was a lack of food and clothing. If a husband passed away, the daughters who were married had

still a trace of anxiety, not knowing whether her parents and brothers would drive her away. We felt sorry for her, so we invited her to have

young woman shared a room. While chatting, the old woman took out some clothes that needed mending, and the

was highly skilled in needlework. Her stitches were meticulous and neat, and she had a

was just casual conversation, but as the old woman lay in bed that night, the idea became more and more feasible in

son was still single, and the young woman’s husband had passed

husband found it feasible, while the son was somewhat hesitant. However, when he saw the young woman rise early and wash her

If she remarries in the future, she might not find a good family. If she agrees, she can just live with my son and forget

would disagree, but to

asked, “What

spoke kindly and said that she also wished for someone to rely

a violent and cruel temperament. If she were to return, her family would arrange a marriage with him, which caused her distress. If she could marry my son, she would be willing

no wedding… What a perfect

a pitiful and innocent woman, someone who was humble and required no expenses. Even if things did not turn out well in the end, their son

was how it happened

blinked and skeptically remarked, “It happened so quickly? They’ve only