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,

the old woman pickling sauerkraut, suddenly

may not devour human souls, but you feast on human flesh and

voice was filled with

“Huh? No

spoke, she popped a

Everyone was left speechless.

and the others, with fiery tempers, demanded,

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

not yet 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

my son remained single even in

woman wearing a white turban and plain

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,

If a husband passed away, the daughters who were married had to return to their homes, and most families were reluctant to take them back

situation, there was still a trace of anxiety, not knowing whether her parents and brothers would drive her away. We felt sorry for her,

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

she had a tidy way of doing things. I

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

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

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

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 can just

young woman would disagree, but to her surprise, the

“What did she

for someone to rely on. If I didn’t

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 distress.

wedding…

as 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 would still benefit

how it happened in just

“It happened so quickly? They’ve only known each