Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The head hovered on the verge of oblivion, on the brink of dissipating completely, but it was struck with the frying pan once again.

Silence enveloped the surroundings for a long moment.

However, the truth talisman remained firmly attached to the head. As long as even a trace of lingering resentment remained, it compelled the head to continue divulging its dark secrets.

“I asked that woman to help me take the photos. Each photo cost a dollar,” it confessed.

Naturally, the price would increase if the scope of the request expanded.

Every day, without fail, he would spend one or two hundred dollars purchasing photos from that woman.

But gradually, he was no longer satisfied.

“One day, I encountered a young boy from my neighborhood who had just returned home from school…”

“I knew him well. I had been observing him for quite some time. His parents were always occupied, and on certain days, they would drop him off at the community gate before rushing off to work overtime.”

On that particular day, the little boy walked home alone, holding two buns.

Hex guessed that those two buns would serve as his dinner for the night.

There was no one else in his family—no grandparents or relatives who could pick him up. If there were, surely they would have been there for him.

“So, I gathered my courage and approached him,” the head continued.

“Children are easily swayed. I told him I was his neighbor, expressing concern about his busy parents. How could it be alright for him to have buns for dinner? I invited him to my house for dinner, promising that I had Ultraman there…”

In this way, the child was lured away.

Of course, the child was not spared.

“I didn’t kill him in the end,” the head claimed. A tinge of regret seeped into its voice, “I merely threatened him, warning him not to tell anything to his parents. I made it clear that if he did, I would subject him to the same treatment next time.”

Josh tightened his grip on the frying pan, and once again smacked it with a resounding impact.

This time, the ghost head let out a puff of air, unable to maintain its form, and dispersed into a cloud of black mist.

“Even if he didn’t tell his parents, you would have treated him the same way next time!”

This is madness!

once, it would happen again, there were no signs of

then spoke with a bitter

home, his mother noticed something amiss

child’s parents were so preoccupied and neglectful, as long as the child

boy’s parents discovered the truth

boy’s father beat

train? Did you board before or after your death? And how did you pass through security checks?”

ghost with the head had been completely obliterated, transforming into a wisp of black gas that dissipated into thin

Josh was momentarily speechless…

hit him too

information, simply informing his uncle would be enough to uncover the identity of the murderer

was somewhat deserved, but unfortunately, the boy’s father

all along, simply

it had ended up like

overwhelmed with indescribable complexity. As a result of exerting too much force earlier, his legs gave way, causing him to collapse

moment, fatigue had

instant, a wave of empathy washed over Josh as he understood Lilly’s emotions and the difficulties she faced

pan to

scattered nets and carefully folding them before placing them inside the

other items strewn about, moving slowly,

Josh’s

remembered something, and swiftly retrieved a water

Drake said, unscrewing the

water from the ice pond that their sister had

bathtub, somehow it felt purer than any filtered or

Josh could not resist sneaking a taste

of the water dispelled the weariness of an

sensation of inexhaustible strength coursing through his body, urging

grabbed the water and poured it

Beyond the woods…

and setting up cartoons for

the cartoons without

prompting him to halt as he reached

he had to address the dark aura on his arm; otherwise, it might have