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

and made a gesture. She asked,

remained silent, but Polly wagged its head as if it

I get it now,”

had haunted that slick ghost all the way to the South City; that place was its last known location. It

…

second day of Midsummer’s Day. The sweet scent

filled those cupcakes into a small basket. She counted out loud, “One, two,

leaned against the kitchen island. He

and answered, “Uncle Bryson said he wants to eat

so

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

to the little girl with a warm

Bryson in a pilot’s uniform. Her eyes immediately lit up. She

I not worthy of my

Bryson and looked proud of her achievement. She exclaimed,

basket had been

not help but pick Lilly up from the ground. He took out an exquisite little gift box and said, “I have a gift

exclaimed in

I have a gift.

is the best!” Lilly thanked Bryson and gave him a warm neck

…

wanted to go to

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

alone. I’ll

Zachary. How absurd would it be for one child to accompany another child to travel to such a faraway

Zachary sneered, “Haha!”

even if they

his plate and cutlery down,

saw that everyone disagreed with her travel plan, The little girl spoke with the fiercest expression while using the cutest words. She pulled a long face and pleaded fiercely, “I’m begging you!

in and succeeded in

night. She urged, “Lilly, this is an

always considered it a sentimental heirloom. The herb had no value in itself, but the

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