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.”

added, “So,

known as the old woman

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

was

“Huh? No

spoke, she popped a crispy

Everyone was left speechless.

others, with fiery tempers, demanded, “How do you consume human

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

not yet come to an end, and the mountains were desolate. It was challenging for mountain dwellers

was so poor that my son

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

away, and after the mourning period, she had no children and no one to depend on. She

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

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

house was small, so at night, the old woman and the young woman shared a room. While chatting, the old woman took

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

woman lay in bed that night, the idea became

young woman’s husband had passed away. Wasn’t it a perfect

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

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

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

asked, “What

for someone to rely on. If I didn’t mind her rough work and her deceased husband, she would be

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. If she could marry my son, she would be willing to endure any hardships As she only asked

dowry and no wedding…

and required no expenses. Even

it

quickly? They’ve