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!

happen again, there

remained silent for a moment, then spoke with a bitter tone, “I

his

long as the child remained silent, the adults would

boy’s parents discovered the

night, the boy’s father beat him up

you? How did you manage to board the train? Did you board before or after your death? And how did you pass

was a pity that the pan had been struck too forcefully, and the ghost with the head had been completely obliterated, transforming into a wisp of black

Josh was momentarily speechless…

hit him too

information, simply informing his uncle would be enough to uncover

that Hex’s death was somewhat deserved, but unfortunately, the boy’s father would

all along, simply striving to provide a better environment

it had ended up like

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

that tense moment, fatigue had taken

wave of empathy washed over Josh as he understood Lilly’s emotions and the difficulties she faced in capturing ghosts every

hands trembled uncontrollably, causing the frying pan to slip from

nets and carefully folding them

about, moving slowly, giving Josh enough time to

Josh’s hands

brow upon seeing this, remembered something, and

a drink,” Drake said,

was the water from the ice pond that their sister had

in a bathtub, somehow it felt purer than any filtered

witnessed Lilly drinking it, Josh could not resist sneaking a

surprise, a single sip of the water dispelled the

inexhaustible strength coursing

grabbed the water and poured it

Beyond the woods…

his sister off and setting up cartoons for her, he

obediently watch the cartoons without wandering around,

prompting him to halt as he reached the outskirts

address the dark aura on his arm; otherwise, it might