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

“There shouldn’t be any issues… just

the camera, feeling confident that there was nothing to

all, they had come

enter the house, hesitating to

struggle internally, he chose to

on the chair and turned on

camera’s screen looked no different from any regular camera, displaying vibrant

that was when he noticed an old woman sitting on the stone

dressed in gray and stared at him

of relief, thinking that it was nothing to

when he glanced back at the camera in his hands,

able to capture that? Is there someone in this world

going, move it back and forth, left and right,

to perceive the subtle temperature changes, he followed Blake’s instructions and moved the camera up and down, left and

unusual in the camera’s view. No ghostly figures or hideous faces appeared on the screen. Feeling more at ease, he decided

at that moment, Colton’s eyes

his face. A woman was hanging from the beam, her head bowed, her eyes open,

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

finally experienced what Blake

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

up, quickly exited the

a few steps away

understanding the situation, while the

“Mr. Shaw,

“Did

the camera to Damian, his expression still composed. He replied, “I felt

were finally going to

why they needed

Shaw, what did you see in the

“Go and see for yourself. Don’t ask me. Do you want me to fight your battles for

situation. They

had heard before—like walking with a black umbrella at night or looking behind from the crotch—they had

initiative and entered the room, sitting on the chair. As he fiddled with the camera, he mumbled to himself, “Why did he

turned on, and Damian held it up with a smile, saying,

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