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.”

it weakly added, “So, I’m not a

formerly known as the old woman

human souls, but you feast on human flesh

voice was filled with resentment

responded, “Huh? No

she popped a

Everyone was left speechless.

fiery tempers, demanded, “How

village was inhabited by many people, my wife, my son, and I lived together as

mountain dwellers to venture out, and it was equally difficult for merchants from outside to enter. Everyone relied on farming for

that my son remained

a white turban and plain coarse clothing

away, and after the mourning period, she had no children and no one to depend on. She wanted to return to her mother’s house. Feeling famished

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

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 dinner with us. As it was getting late, we suggested that she spend

the old woman and the young woman shared a room. While chatting, the old woman took out

meticulous and neat, and she had a tidy way of doing things. I couldn’t help but praise her as a good wife and mother. Whoever marries her will be

in

was still single, and the young woman’s husband had passed away. Wasn’t it a perfect

matter with her husband and son at home. Her husband found it feasible, while the son was somewhat hesitant. However, when he saw the young woman rise early and wash her face by the well, removing her scarf to reveal her black, thick hair and her face resembling a peach blossom, he was captivated by her beauty.

told this young woman that since she was a widow, her family may not welcome her back. If she remarries in the future, she might not find a good family. If she agrees, she

old woman thought the young woman would disagree, but

asked, “What did she

and replied, “She spoke kindly and said that she also wished for someone to rely on. If I didn’t mind her rough work and her deceased husband, she

several deceased wives. He had a violent and cruel temperament. If she were to return, her family would arrange a marriage with him, which caused her distress. If she

wedding… What a

required no expenses. Even if things did not turn out well in the end, their son

how it happened

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