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.”

weakly added, “So, I’m

formerly known as the old woman pickling sauerkraut, suddenly

devour human souls, but you

old woman’s voice was filled with resentment

“Huh?

a crispy chip into

Everyone was left speechless.

spirit and the others, with fiery tempers, demanded, “How do you consume human flesh and

our village was inhabited by many people, my wife,

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

that my

day, a young woman wearing a white turban and plain coarse

recently passed 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 and exhausted during her journey, she

daughters faced great difficulties, especially in rural areas where there was a lack of food and clothing. If a husband passed away, the daughters who were married had to return to their homes, and most families were reluctant to take them

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

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

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 blessed.”novelxo.com

casual conversation, but as the old woman lay in bed that night, the idea became

the young woman’s husband had passed

discussed the 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,

I told this young woman that since she was a widow, her family may not welcome her back. If she remarries in

woman thought the young woman would disagree, but to

“What did

to rely on. If

she were to return, her family would arrange a marriage with him, which caused her distress. If she could marry

and no wedding… What

a pitiful and innocent woman, someone who was humble and required no expenses. Even if things did not

how it happened in just one

so quickly?