Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 202

The Requiem Manuscript was a book that documented the lives and deaths of mortals. Their karma from the past and present were intertwined. It keeps a record of mortal behavior in the past and future. Everything is predetermined before a person is even born.

When Pablo flipped the pages of the thin manuscript that recorded the destinies of countless beings, he found a new line of red text that appeared beneath Lilly’s name and read, “The test of Inner Demons, cannot rely on external assistance”.

Pablo frowned and thought to himself.

What kind of inner demons could a three-year-old child have? Given that it was in red font, this must be a serious matter. Not only that, but I couldn’t provide any help either. Worst of all, her foe is a slick ghost!

Lilly asked, “Master, why is that slick ghost targeting us?”

Uncle Jonas was the first victim, and now Zac is the second.

Pablo shook his head and explained, “He’s not targeting other people, but you.”

Lilly was puzzled.

If it’s targeting me, it should come after me. Why would that ghost go after Uncle Jonas and Zac?

Lilly decided to have a heart-to-heart conversation with that slick ghost later. After all, if one were to be a ghost, one should be upholding a standard of conduct.

“I need to do a divination to find where that slick ghost is hiding,” Lilly murmured to herself.

…

The little one ran outside and grabbed the tortoise that was enjoying the sun on the rockery near the garden fountain. When Little Lilly flipped the tortoise around, she exclaimed, “Haha!”

The old tortoise remained calm throughout. It lies flat on all four legs, with its head and tail both resting comfortably outside of its shell as it narrows its eyes.

Polly stood on the side. The parrot waited for the moment the tortoise extended its head and stretched its neck to peck at the tortoise.

Lilly grabbed Polly and placed it on her shoulder. She sternly warned, “Polly, you can’t cause trouble, okay?”

Pablo looked at Lilly, who was squatting and tossing Tortoise in front of it. She appeared sweet and innocent, and there was no sign of worry in her clear, unclouded eyes.

Maybe things aren’t as serious as I assume?

around on the ground and

and made a gesture. She asked, “Mr. Tortoise, that slick

but Polly wagged its head as if it had

now,” Lilly

the South

…

The sweet scent of cake permeated the entire house. The

a small basket. She counted out

of the oven while he leaned against the kitchen island. He asked,

“Uncle Bryson said he wants

work so hard and personally served him the cake, Bryson had better be

he overheard this, he could not help but smile. The little

the little girl

pilot’s uniform. Her eyes immediately lit up. She said, “Wow, Uncle Bryson looks so

to himself. Tsk, am I not worthy of

the basket to Bryson and looked proud of her achievement.

been completely

He took out an exquisite

exclaimed in

I have a gift.

you, Uncle Bryson! Uncle Bryson is the best!” Lilly thanked Bryson and gave him a warm

…

wanted to

spoon and quickly turned it down. She asked, “No

not alone. I’ll travel with

she mentioned Zachary. How absurd would it be for one

Zachary sneered, “Haha!”

even if they asked me

plate and cutlery down, Zachary

saw that everyone disagreed with her travel plan, The little girl spoke with the fiercest expression while using

Blake stepped in and succeeded

herself into Lilly’s room that night. She urged, “Lilly, this is an amulet I

it a sentimental heirloom. The herb had no value in itself, but the bag—made with exquisite embroidery

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