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.”

its voice slightly, it weakly added, “So, I’m not a bad

formerly known as the

exclaimed, “You may not devour human souls, but you

woman’s voice was filled

“Huh?

popped a crispy chip

Everyone was left speechless.

others, with fiery tempers, demanded, “How

by many people, my wife, my son, and

come to 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 relied on

my son remained single

a white turban and plain coarse clothing came by, seeking

had no children and no one to depend on. She

food and clothing. If a husband passed away, the daughters who were married had to return to their homes, and most families were

felt sorry for her, so we invited her to have dinner with us. As it was getting

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

skilled in needlework. Her stitches were meticulous and neat, and she had a tidy way of

but as the old woman lay in bed

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

old woman 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, removing her scarf to reveal her black, thick hair and her face resembling a peach blossom, he was captivated by her

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

old woman thought the young woman would disagree, but to her surprise,

“What

replied, “She spoke kindly and said that she also wished for someone to rely on. If

an old bachelor in her village who had 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

wedding… What

humble and required no expenses. Even if things did not turn out

that was how it happened

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