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.

to sit on the chair? Is there something

any issues… just

feeling confident that there was nothing

all, they had come

watched his father enter the house, hesitating

a fierce struggle internally, he chose to remain silent and

the chair

different from any regular camera, displaying

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

was dressed in gray and stared

sigh of relief, thinking that

camera in his hands, he was

is this camera able to capture that? Is there

it back and forth, left and right,

he followed Blake’s instructions and moved the camera up and down, left and

figures or hideous faces appeared on the screen. Feeling more at ease, he

moment, Colton’s eyes widened

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

blew, the female ghost swayed with it, and her feet swung

finally experienced what Blake described—the

his mind was filled with a deafening buzz. This moment

a rush, Colton stood up, quickly

himself a few steps away from

understanding the situation, while the other team members looked on

cautiously, “Mr. Shaw, what’s

added, “Did

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

grew. They were finally

wondered why they

he asked, “Mr. Shaw, what

“Go and see for yourself. Don’t ask

momentary silence, contemplating the situation.

walking with a black umbrella at night or looking behind from the crotch—they had taken plenty of pictures with their mobile phones, but nothing had

with the camera, he mumbled to himself, “Why did he turn off the

camera turned on, and Damian held it

they were facing while sitting on the chairs was towards the outside, and the camera’s lens was also pointing outward.