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.

it safe to sit on

just

feeling confident that there was nothing to be

they had come

watched his father enter the house,

internally, he chose to remain

chair and

screen looked no different from any regular camera, displaying vibrant

held the camera, his hands trembled slightly, and that was when he noticed an old woman

was dressed in gray and stared at

secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking

when he glanced back at the camera in his hands, he

able to capture that? Is there someone in this

going, move it back and forth, left and

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

there was nothing unusual in the camera’s view. No ghostly figures or hideous faces appeared on the screen. Feeling

Colton’s eyes widened in

display, a pair of embroidered shoes suddenly appeared, hanging right in front of his face. A woman was

swayed with

Blake described—the slight change in

a deafening buzz. This moment would forever be etched in

quickly exited

positioned himself a few steps

understanding the situation, while the other team members looked on

cautiously, “Mr. Shaw,

“Did you feel

expression still

excitement grew. They were finally

wondered why they needed

asked, “Mr. Shaw, what did you see

for yourself. Don’t ask me.

members fell into a momentary silence, contemplating the situation. They realized that

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

took the initiative and entered the room, sitting on the chair. As he fiddled with the camera, he mumbled to himself, “Why did he turn off the camera…”novelxo.com fast

the camera turned on, and Damian held it up with a

direction they were facing while sitting on the chairs was towards the outside, and the camera’s lens was also pointing outward. But when Damian looked at the camera,