Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 311 Eight Different Tears

The dolls displayed outside the store appeared normal, but the dolls became scarier as they went in.

Inside the workshop, the dolls took on a more eerie appearance, especially the ones with pale faces,

round blush on their cheeks, samurai with half–shaved hair, and a bun on top of their heads.

Every doll’s style was realistic.

As the glass door of the workshop at the back was pushed open, a musty smell wafted in, catching the

attention of a police officer who paused upon seeing a pool of clay on the floor.

He noticed the smell was strange since he had years of experience.

“Investigate the clay,” he whispered.

Unseen by them, a pale–faced man in a white robe floated in the air with seductive eyes and vermilion

lips.

It was Pablo.

He glanced around, then approached the display cabinets and frowned at the eerie and otherworldly

objects within.

“I guess all kinds of ghosts came up during the 15th of July…”

He swished his robe, noticing the dolls with distorted expressions, and with a flick of his hand, a faint

snapping sound echoed as something was damaged, though he could not tell what it was.

Then Pablo drifted away and went to find Lilly.

After Drake led Josh and Lilly away, Lilly said she was hungry and wanted to eat.

Drake contemplated reporting a false police report and looked for a place to sit down and make a

phone

call.

As they stepped into the lively shopping mall, their eyes immediately caught sight of a Starbucks near

the entrance. Drake’s urgency to find a seat and Josh’s concern for Lilly’s hunger overshadowed their

attention, causing them to unintentionally overlook it.

They eventually found a restaurant where Josh promptly requested water for Lilly, while Drake took out

his mobile phone to make a call.

Just as he was about to make a call, his phone rang.

After answering the phone and exchanging a few words, Drake’s expression grew increasingly

perplexed.

He responded, “We had no idea either. My sister was simply talking nonsense.”

After providing Anthony’s phone number and company address, Drake ended the call.

Josh asked, “What’s wrong?”

Drake stared at Lilly, and whispered, “Those things were probably made of human ashes,”

he had not entered the back area.

Josh looked at Lilly with a serious face and asked, “What’s going on here?”

Lilly chugged the water and had another glass.

She was probably the only person who seemed to be carefree after seeing those things.

Lilly tilted his head. “I dunno, I have to ask Master about this,”

Josh asked, “Where’s your master?”

Lilly spoke up. “Master sent my mother to be reborn and he’s handling other matters,”

Josh quickly expressed her frustration, saying, “Hasn’t he returned yet? I must say, your master is the

most. considerate master I’ve ever encountered. It’s been two or three days, and we haven’t seen

him….

He leaned in closer to Lilly, speaking in a hushed voice as if he feared Pablo would appear in front of

them suddenly. He clasped his hands together and approached her cautiously.

His eyes were wandering around.

However, in the next moment, a faint voice sounded above his head, “Josh, are you tired of living in t

mortal world? If so, I can take you to the underworld so you can open your eyes…”

Josh’s hair stood on end, and he stumbled, “Master, Master!”

Pablo nodded, “My good son,”

Lilly was puzzled.

Since when was Josh Master’s son?

the

Drake looked at Josh with a puzzled expression and suddenly remembered the camera he had

invented.

Suddenly, the image of the pale diva doll he had seen in the store flashed through his mind.

A sudden chill ran down Josh’s spine as he realized that someone did not move the doll behind him,

and now it seemed that the doll had moved on its own.

The eerie smile on the doll’s face made Drake wonder if he had just seen a ghost.

Was it a ghost?

Drake hesitated, his finger hovering above the screen of his phone, unable to bring himself to call

Anthony.

Drake’s reaction was remarkable. Despite his initial hesitation, his body instinctively responded faster

than his thoughts could catch up. With impressive reflexes, he swiftly struck the female ghost, sending

her flying through the air.

His quick reflexes were overshadowed by the realization that he had just seen a ghost.

Lilly happily sipped the hot water, holding the cup with her tiny hands, and asked, “Master, has my

mother gone to reincarnation?”

Pablo replied, “Well… Most probably…”

Pablo answered with most probably because Jean played her cards unreasonably and that she made

the old lady mad.

Upon hearing the Master talk about it, Lilly’s eyes widened in surprise. “Did Mom say she wants

another serving?”

Pablo nodded in agreement. “The soup recipe has been passed down for thousands of years, and it

may indeed be a bit outdated…”

The soup was not static, it evolved with the changes of the world.

When Lilly was still Little Hades, she selected the candidates to make the soup.

The soup was made with the essence of eight different tears. The soup consisted of a single tear of

innocence, two tears of wealth, three drops of bitter tears, and four cups of remorseful tears.

It also consisted of five inches of lovesickness tears, six cups of tears of illness, and seven feet of

parting

tears.

The last tear was the Old lady’s tears.

But Meng Po’s tears were hard to obtain, and it was a topic that Pablo did not want to discuss at that

time.

He asked, “Did you go to the doll shop?“)

Lilly nodded and asked in confusion, “Master, what happened there? I saw dark energy swirling inside

that wooden box, so I set it on fire. The bad aura gathered there, but I didn’t see a single ghost,”

Pablo sneered and replied, “Of course, you couldn’t see any ghosts. Strictly speaking, it wasn’t a doll

shop at all, but a dojo,”

Josh was taken aback, and said in unison with Lilly, “Dojo?”

Pablo’s expression turned cold as he remarked, “Some people who have a comfortable life are never

satisfied with the simplicity and always seek trouble.”

“That dojo serves as the starting point for a ritual. Those dolls are merely props for the ceremony. The

timing of the ceremony will determine its occurrence,” Pablo explained.

Josh’s mind was filled with confusion.

What dojo…

What ritual…

“What are they trying to do?”

Pablo explained, “In simple terms, there are individuals who can’t accept their own circumstances, they

feel inadequate compared to others and harbor envy towards their success.”

“So, they come up with malicious methods to exploit the fortune of the country,” Pablo added.

As Pablo spoke, his voice grew louder, “It’s not borrowing the luck of the country, it’s outright stealing

the luck of the country!”