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

silent for a moment, then spoke with a bitter tone, “I should have killed

the boy returned home, his

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

parents

night, the boy’s father beat

manage to board the train? Did you board before or after your death? And

ghost with the head had been completely obliterated,

Josh was momentarily speechless…

him too

informing his uncle would be enough to uncover the identity of the murderer and unravel the circumstances

deserved, but unfortunately, the boy’s father would now face

tirelessly working all along, simply striving to

it had ended up like

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

that tense moment, fatigue had

wave of empathy washed over Josh as he understood

frying pan to slip from

reached for Josh’s schoolbag, collecting the scattered nets and

moving slowly, giving Josh enough

efforts, Josh’s

furrowed his brow upon seeing this, remembered something, and swiftly

a drink,” Drake

water from the ice pond that

bathtub, somehow it felt purer than any filtered or sterilized water in the

witnessed Lilly drinking it, Josh could not resist

of the water dispelled the

sensation of inexhaustible strength coursing through his body, urging him to run for

grabbed the water

Beyond the woods…

was in a hurry. After seeing his sister off and setting up cartoons for her,

sister would obediently watch the cartoons without

aura enveloped Alban’s arm, prompting him to halt

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