Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Seeing Mr. MacNeil give a thumbs up, several team members could not contain themselves any longer. The silence they had maintained throughout the journey became unbearable.

One team member with thick eyebrows and a square face could not hold back and asked, “Mr. MacNeil, what’s going on here?”

Blake replied, “It’s nothing. I just think you guys did a good job at finding out this chair is different.”

The team members suddenly became excited, exclaiming, “Yes, yes! We’ve made progress, right?”

Blake hesitated for a moment and said, “Well…”

Lilly chimed in, “Um…”

Well, it could not exactly be considered progress.

They did not believe in ghosts before, but after seeing one, they had trained themselves to believe, even though they had not encountered any ghosts for quite a while.

Now, after coming to Poncook Summit and exploring for a few days, they discovered that the chair was somewhat different. But despite sitting on it for a long time, they had not seen any ghosts.

It was only when they saw Flesh and Bone chasing after them that their views on the world had been shattered.

So when Blake said, “Well done” and “You found this chair,” it felt like being praised by a teacher as an elementary school student.

Damian asked, “Mr. MacNeil, is this chair meant for ghosts?”

Lucas added, “Mr. MacNeil, can you sense the presence of ghosts?”

Colton looked at Blake intently.

Josh interrupted and asked, “Do you wanna see what all of you have been sitting on?”

Suddenly, Blake turned to Josh and asked, “By the way, where’s your camera?”

Josh handed the camera to Blake inexplicably, saying, “It’s here, what is it, Uncle Blake?”

Thinking that his uncle was concerned about the live broadcast, Blake reassured him, “Don’t worry, I cut off the live stream halfway.”

Blake took the camera and passed it to Colton, saying, “Alright, you guys sit on the chair again. After sitting down, take pictures of your surroundings with this camera.”

“Colton will be the first.”

Blake smiled mischievously, his intentions seemingly malicious.

and asked, “Is it safe to sit on the chair? Is there something wrong

be any issues… just be prepared in

the camera, feeling confident that there was nothing to be scared

they had come here for

silently watched his father enter the house, hesitating to

fierce struggle internally, he chose to remain silent and observe

down on the chair

different from any regular camera, displaying vibrant

hands trembled slightly, and that was when he noticed an old woman sitting on the stone steps by

woman was dressed in

breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that it was nothing to

at the camera in his hands, he was

is this camera able to capture that? Is there someone in this world capable

said, “Keep going, move it back and forth,

Colton continued to perceive the subtle temperature changes, he followed Blake’s instructions and moved the camera up and down, left and right, capturing his

figures or hideous faces appeared on the screen.

at that moment, Colton’s eyes widened

of his face. A woman was hanging from the beam, her head bowed, her eyes open, and staring directly at

wind blew, the female ghost swayed with it, and her

experienced what Blake described—the slight

cold, and his mind was filled with a deafening buzz. This moment would forever be etched in his

quickly exited

positioned himself a few steps away

situation, while

asked cautiously, “Mr. Shaw,

added, “Did you

handed the camera to Damian, his expression still composed. He

They were finally going

he wondered why they needed

asked, “Mr. Shaw, what did you see in

see for yourself. Don’t ask me. Do you want me to

momentary silence, contemplating the situation. They realized that it

and superstitions they had heard before—like walking with a black umbrella at night or looking behind from the crotch—they had taken plenty of

the chair. As he fiddled with the camera, he mumbled to himself, “Why did he turn

on, and Damian held it

camera’s lens was also pointing outward. But when Damian looked