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?

the ground and

She asked, “Mr. Tortoise, that slick ghost is

head as if it

get it now,” Lilly said with a

to the South City; that place was its last known location. It appeared as though

…

home in the evening of the second day of Midsummer’s Day. The sweet scent of cake permeated the entire

cupcakes into a small basket. She counted out loud,

of the oven while he leaned against the kitchen island. He asked, “Can you finish so many

Bryson said

Given that he made Lilly work so

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

called out to the little

around, and she saw Bryson in a pilot’s uniform. Her

am I not worthy of

basket to Bryson and looked proud of her achievement. She exclaimed, “Uncle Bryson, here are

been completely filled

He took out an exquisite little gift box and said, “I have a gift for

exclaimed in surprise,

I have a gift.

Lilly thanked Bryson and

…

mentioned that she wanted to go to South City during

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

explained, “I’m not alone. I’ll

be for one child

Zachary sneered, “Haha!”

go even if they asked me

cutlery down, Zachary returned immediately to his

travel plan, The little girl spoke with the fiercest expression while using the cutest words. She

and succeeded in

is an amulet I inherited from my

often worn by the babies. Bettany had always considered it a sentimental heirloom. The herb had no value in itself, but the bag—made with

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