Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 205 Two People On The Air Conditioner

Zachary instinctively turned his head and stared at the door of the neighboring room. It took him an

unusually long time to react. He watched as the door slowly swung back and creaked open. There was

a strong wind; the wind had blown open the door to their room with a loud bang.

It appeared as though someone was slowly pulling open the door of the neighboring room. The door

opened about one-third of the way and stopped.

Zachary froze. The door remained motionless, too. He had the impression that he was being observed

by an invisible figure standing by the door, leaning against it, and watching him.

Zachary felt the tingling in his scalp. Once more, he attempted to force the door open. He yelled, “Lilly,

open the door!”

Damn! Sh*t! Things are getting out of control!

The door of the neighboring room remained still. Zachary thought he heard laughter, not weeping,

coming from somewhere close by when the wind whistled. There was a saying that goes, “The sinister

laughter of spirits is worse than crying”.

Zachary pushed harder. He started to wonder. Is Lilly doing this to me on purpose?

Just then, the door finally opened after great effort. Lilly was panting heavily, and she said helplessly,

“Zac, the door opens outward!”

Lilly was unable to open the door because of how hard he pushed it. Lilly said, “Zac, you pushed the

door too hard.”

Zachary was not bothered by that. He entered the room in a flash. Maybe one would unleash his

hidden potential when he was in a state of extreme fear. Zachary was not aware of the amount of force

he used to push the door.

His tense face finally relaxed as soon as he entered the room. He muttered in confusion, “What the

heck is the design of this hotel? “Do the doors actually open outward?”

The corridor was very narrow. There would be no way for anyone to pass through if everyone left their

doors open.

Lilly acknowledged with a nod, “Yeah, the design is very impractical.”

The ominous aura formed by the long and narrow corridors, while the doors facing each other formed

an opposition. The initial layout of this building gave the impression that it was not meant for human

beings.

Zachary took a quick look around.

The interior decoration seemed fine at first glance. A small living room with a cream-colored couch and

white-painted walls The curtains were double-layered. The main curtain had been pulled aside, leaving

only a layer of white sheer fabric that swayed gently in the wind. A cloud-shaped armchair stood next to

the round coffee table, enhancing the overall clean and inviting design.

Zachary felt uncomfortable in every way. When he casually sat on the sofa, his body immediately sank

into it. He complained, “This furniture looks nice, but the quality is terrible.”

A good sofa should be resilient, soft without being saggy, and made of a comfortable fabric. The

moment he sat down on this sofa, it began to sink, and the fabric had an uncomfortable, difficult-to-

describe feeling.

When Zachary examined the round coffee table closely, he even noticed that the paint had been

applied haphazardly.

This room was a classic example of misleading photography—it looks nice in pictures, but it’s awful to

live in.

Lilly took things out of the luggage. She pulled out a pair of adorable yellow duck slippers and put them

on. She then took out Zachary’s slippers, two sets of blankets and sheets for the beds, two sets of

clothing, a pack of equipment, towels, toothbrushes, and other daily necessities. Additionally, she

brought a ton of snacks.

Zachary was dumbfounded. How did she manage to fit so many things into such a small suitcase?

With her slippers on, Lilly ran around, placing things where they belonged. She even took the time to

comfort her brother. She said, “Zac, hang in there! If you think we’re moving too slowly, we can check

out the room next to us later.”

Zachary was stunned.

Take a look at the neighboring room?

Zachary was perplexed and asked, “Why?”

Is it a must for us to catch the female spirit just because it’s there? Why can’t we simply cast several

exorcism spells from the comfort of our homes? Why should we put ourselves through the trouble of

trying to capture ghosts?

Lilly explained, “If we don’t catch her, she’ll keep haunting you. You’ll keep having nightmares, slowly

becoming weaker, and maybe even getting sick. You’ll develop vitiligo, toenail fungus, kidney

deficiencies, epilepsy, mental disorders, and mental confusion.”

She pulled out her fingers and recounted all the possibilities in a jumbled manner.

Zachary was losing it. He yelled, “Stop it!”

What a mess!

“According to the master’s advice, it means you can run but you can never hide. If we did that, we’d be

applying a bandage rather than solving the root cause,” Lilly explained.

Zachary asked again, “So what? Is it necessary for us to travel all this way to catch her? Why can’t we

simply summon her from Clodston and catch her there?”

Lilly responded, “Why didn’t I think of that?”

Zachary said, “Let’s go home now.”

Lilly refused and shook her head, saying, “No, we can’t.”

Zachary covered his face and pulled his hair back. He asked in frustration, “Why not?”

Lilly replied, “The booking fee for the hotel is not refundable. It will burn if we leave.”

Zachary was rendered wordless. Do you think I care about that tiny amount of money?

“I’ll give you the money!” Zachary’s stubbornness got the better of him.

Lilly still shook her head and insisted, “The money you give is yours. The money from Daddy belonged

to him. It will be a waste of Daddy’s money if I take your money and don’t stay at the hotel he booked.”

Sweet Pea’s reasoning was clear at times like this. Besides that, when she consulted Mr. Tortoise, the

hexagram said they must make this trip, despite her being unaware of the reason.

Zachary thought he was going to vomit blood. The beloved little princess of his family actually haggles

with him over a two-night hotel bill.

Forget it; I’ll let it go.

When he remembered that their stay had cost 1,000 dollars for two nights. For that kind of money,

Zachary had to spend the entire day working as a sparring partner. From a young age, he had to work

to support himself; he was aware that money does not come easily.

It appeared that he and Lilly had come to an understanding after their argument over the 1,000 dollars.

Well, since they were already here…

Zachary walked over with an irritated expression after noticing Lilly was bustling around. He grabbed

her collar and said, “Move aside; I’ll tidy up the room. You’ve made a mess.”

Lilly protested, “It’s not messy!”

Zachary snorted, “I don’t like other people touching my stuff.”

He removed his own belongings and “accidentally” arranged Lilly’s as well.

Lilly ran off to play with Polly because she had nothing else to do. Lilly questioned as she unlocked the

birdcage, “Zac, shall we go to the neighboring room tonight?”

Zachary asked with a long face, “Can’t we do it in broad daylight by tomorrow?”

Lilly shook her head and said, “Ghosts only come out at night!”

Zachary was flabbergasted.

Fine. Let’s get it over with!

Polly walked out of the cage and walked in a zigzag pattern. It wandered about everywhere.

Polly said the same thing again, with a few additions this time, “Oh, this place is nice and cool. There

are people here, and there are people underneath the bed. Oh my! The air conditioner has two people

on it.”

When Zachary heard this, he was about to make the bed, and his head started to feel numb once

more. Under Lilly’s perplexed gaze, he took a step back and then quickly hid his response. He walked

toward the bathroom with his toiletries.

Polly exclaimed, “Oh, there’s a woman in the bathroom!”

Zachary could not take it anymore; he shouted, “Shut up!”

Lilly looked at Polly in confusion and asked the parrot, “Where are the people on the air conditioner?”

Polly replied, “It’s those shameless people in their underwear!”

Zachary was speechless. Those two were the air conditioner’s logos.

Lilly said again, “I didn’t see anyone under the bed.”

Polly flew down, reached under the bed, and pulled out a business card. Something about foot

massage and the all-night foot massage service was mentioned on the card. Additionally, it was printed

with a picture of a sexy woman.

“Caw caw, there are people! There are people!”

Zachary was flabbergasted.

That’s a shameless business card! Enough is enough.

He headed for the bathroom with his towel and toothbrush in his hand. He glanced at the promotional

pamphlet that was posted on the bathroom door. A friendly reminder about fire safety and electrical

safety was provided by a smiling woman who was printed on the brochure.

When the parrot mentions there’s a woman in the bathroom, does it refer to this woman?

Zachary, however, failed to notice Lilly’s sudden eye blink. She stared intently toward the bathroom and

said, “Huh? Polly is right, there is a woman here.”