Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Chapter 410

Chapter 410 Need Help to Spend Money?

Biske led his eyes. He then elldeasly lifted Lilly wire hand and carried her as he walked towards the continement comm. Let’s and as then fold um e We’ll go for tream

Lilly happily agreed

In the confinement you, the eyes of the bould mean we

room,

was strangling his own turnar. His soud Houted can of 10

tile exclaimed, “What is he doin?

acting rolling and wing bizanely on the ground. He bundy, struggling with something

Make replied, “I don’t know, acting maybe?”

His subordinate “He has be

it for half an hou. I

Another subordinate: “Who knows, if it’s not realistic deugh, how can we believe it?”

Did they genuinely risk his life here? He was going crazy. The bald man genuinely believed that he was aldor to die because he saw a man in a white robe

had to burn a talisman to open his heavenly eye. But now, not only could he see them directly, but also felt a suppressing aura from the underworld. This white-robed man

bald man felt as if his soul was pulled out, and he was even more terrified, his face turning

master who did it! Could this be the end for him

throat was croaking, unable

soul puppet could make you the target?” With a raised hand, he forefully expelled the soul

managed to escape, it would eventually gain its vague consciousness and

no emotional fluctuations. He lifte his fingertip slightly, and a cluster of dark green flames ignited instantly, burning the soul puppet

widened her eyes, “Wow! Master Daddy is so cool! She wondered,

what Hannah meant by showing

show off too!

consciousness and looked at her in astonishment. That day in the haunted house, he felt is little girl was extraordinary! So, it turns out it was because she had such a great master! He wondered those few evil spirits around her were also given to her by her master. The bald man no longer dared to play tricks. He realized that even his own master was wary

had taken action against him. With a dejected face, the bald man didn’t wait for

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I am Chris’s disciple. My ancestors were skilled in making colored paper crafts, and the technique of making paper figures was our unique skill, passed down only to males I had a talent for it, and since I was young. I could make paper figures that looked lifelike. But my father told me not to put the finishing

matter with girls? Why aren’t they taught so many skills Making paper figures,

belong to one of the Four Gates; namely the executioner, paper craftsman, leatherworker, and mortician. People in ancient times were always worried. that the deceased would not find their way to the underworld and linger in the mortal realm. So, they used paper figures to guide

also a way to express attachment and trust in the departed. Since paper figures

was customary for the son to craft paper horses to guide the way. At that time, his grandfather didn’t have the opportunity for a proper burial, but he secretly made paper horses. Using bent bamboo branches for the horse’s limbs, weaving a horse head with bamboo strips, and finally pasting it with red paper. The steps sounded simple, but what he made didn’t look like a horse. It was even more difficult to paste the red paper, as the sharp parts of the bamboo. branches easily tore the paper, and it was hard to shape it when pasting it.

Lily continued to

said, “When you put the finishing touch on a paper figure, it becomes fixated on you. Because when it is drawn, the first person it

shape, an eerie feeling engulfed Gabriel, as though an invisible presence was watching him intently. The following day, he fell victim to an unrelenting and persistent fever.

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