Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 214 Zachary Is A Different Boy

The couple was staring right at the illegal cabbie from the back seat. They appeared lifeless and pale, as if they had been dead for a very long time. That’s right, they looked like they had been corpses for a very long time.

The illegal cabbie suddenly remembered the spot where he picked them up. It was somewhere nearby the unfinished building on Cypress Street. There was no business operating there at night, nor were there bars, KTVs, or nightclubs.

He stepped on the brakes hard. The car came to a halt with a squeak.

Mr. Ghost turned his eyes around dully and peered out from the window. He asked, “Why did you suddenly stop the car?”

The illegal cabbie’s back was soaked in a cold sweat. He stuttered, “The traffic light…”

Mrs. Ghost looked puzzled. Traffic lights? We are a long way from the intersection.

any

“Sigh, have we been dead for such a long time that our eyes no longer work?” Mrs. Ghost muttered in a low voice.

Mr. Ghost leaned in considerately. He offered, “Let me take a look for

you.”

Mrs. Ghost dug out her eyeballs and handed them to him.

The two of them leaned in very close in the back seat. They purposely did this covertly to hide from the illegal cabbie’s sight.

The illegal cabbie was appalled. The rearview mirror did not allow him to see what the two were doing. He had,nonetheless, placed some illegal equipment inside the vehicle. He covertly placed a tiny camera in the backseat.

Sometimes, when he picked up a pretty girl or a girl in a short skirt, he could spy on them through his phone. He just needed to click on his phone to take pictures or videos. He shared these amazing views with other like–minded illegal cab drivers daily in a group chat they had. This used to be a cause for celebration and excitement. It had now turned into his nightmare.

The footage clearly showed the woman gouging out her eyeballs. While the man carefully wiped them and helped her put them back.

The illegal cab driver felt as though he had fallen into the water because his body was completely drenched in sweat. While his face was dripping with sweat.

At this point, the woman craned her neck and asked, “Why has the traffic light turned red for such a long time?”

The illegal cabbie stammered, “Hmm…hmm…actually, I think my car has broken down.”

Mr. Ghost could not help but frown. What a lousy car!

this. She took a look around and said, “We’re not far from

Ghost nodded and handed five banknotes

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quavered for the first time as

forward. The cabbie noticed that they were not walking normally and were instead floating when he gave them a

he held in his trembling hands.

the underworld.

“My…my goodness…”

drive an illegal cab. He also burned the camera in the back seat and left the group chat, which shared lewd videos.

course, all of these were afterthoughts.

left, she dug a hole under the large stone monument between the two buildings of the Cherry Inn

“What is this?”

vanity aura here. Fewer

to pacify spirits. She had engraved this particular obol with a charm that was taught by her master. There were far too many shadow ghosts in this place, each with their own fate. If she were to vanquish all of the shadow ghosts, her jar of souls would

buried this obol, even if someone jumped off the building,

asked, “Aren’t you afraid someone will

confidently, “They won’t.”

probed, puzzled, “Why not?”

“If I said it won’t happen, then it won’t happen. Zac,

Zachary was stunned.

off the dirt from her pants. She pulled the suitcase out

his lips. He carried

in the Crawford Mansion in Clodston

waiting for the children to return before the mansion gate for a while. She wondered worriedly, “Why haven’t they arrived yet? I already told you all I didn’t want the two to travel alone. What if

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They had only been waiting for two minutes, but their mother had chastised them

drove up to the Crawford

side, opened the door, and reached out

He complained, “You’re so

He quickly

on his arm. He was even holding a bottle of milk that Lilly had

asked, “Are you still hungry? Hang on a little longer;