Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 338 Lilly Is Fiercer Than A Chost

A “figure” in a hospital gown was dragging an ax along the floor in the empty hospital corridor.

His long neck wound was visible when he raised his head. It was a blunt injury that appeared to have

been cut out with an ax. A thin layer of skin barely kept the lead attached to the body. The sight of him

would make people cringe.

When Drake saw this, he broke out in a cold sweat. A normal person would not have died with such a

large wound on their neck.

The figure that stood in front of him was alive; he also smiled at Drake eerily and raised the ax in his

hand.

Drake always remained calm and indifferent, turned around, and fled for his life at this point. In a dire

situation like this, he finally revealed a childlike panic.

Drake screamed in his head. Oh no! Help… There’s a psych killer!

Drake ran frantically to save his life when he heard the sound of the ax dragging on the ground. He

thought he had run at least a few miles, but for some reason, he was still running in the corridor.

The laughter of that psychopath was unsettling, Kakakika…”

He appeared behind Drake all of a sudden. Unconsciously, Drake turned around and noticed him

leaning forward with a sinister smile.

He said, “I got you.”

He raised the ax high up. His head tilted to one side without the support of a neck. There was a

ruthless look in his eyes as he bellowed, “Kill the rat! Chop it up! Slice it all up!”

Drake cursed secretly, “Psychopath!”

He launched a punch at once. That punch sent the man’s head flying, and he rolled to the edge of the

corridor with a thud.

Lilly and a few others just retreated back to the corridor.

Josh had yet to stabilize his footing when he saw a headrolling toward his feet. He was astounded.

“Again?” Josh shouted and immediately hid behind Lilly He fumbled through his backpack.

Gear, where is my gear?

The iron pot in his bag stuck at the opening of the backpack, and he could not get his gear out. Josh

threw his backpack at him without hesitation.

The hospital became quiet again after Lilly ran into the building. All the noise had disappeared. Pablo

had instructed Lilly to find the feral ghost in her own way. Therefore, Lilly was performing divination as

she

ran.

Josh reminded her to use the spirit compass.

Lilly recalled that she had this incredible gear. She summoned the spirit compass and finally located

the feral ghost with it.

The headless feral ghost remained standing, even though his head had been knocked off. He

frantically swung the ax. The expression of the head on the ground also turned aggressive.

Drake felt his body turn cold and heavy. He wanted to run toward Lilly. Somehow, his movements

turned stiff, and he had to dodge the ax clumsily.

When he saw this headless creature still capable of waving the ax, Drake reached a conclusion: this

was not a “human,” it was a ghost.

Just then, he saw Lilly rushing over. Lilly yelled and threw out three talismans to block the ax, which

was about to hit Drake.

“Don’t be scared. Drake! I’m here!”

“Go! Spiritual Fire!”

Lilly swung her hand and threw out a fireball. It was a small fireball, but it burned ferociously.

The fireball hit the headless feral ghost and instantly ignited it. The feral ghost’s body twisted in the

flames. He let out an agonizing scream and blindly charged toward the children.

Lilly raised her hand, and a purple sledgehammer appeared out of thin air. She asked, “Hey, Mr.

Headless Feral Ghost, do you prefer a small hammer or a big hammer?”

Lilly was still in the mood to ask, “Small hammers cost forty bucks; big hammers cost you eighty

bucks!”

That headless, feral ghost was clearly not in the mood to answer. The head on the ground angrily

opened its mouth and attempted to bite Lilly.

Lilly swung her hammer and said, “Alright, the head is asking for a big hammer! Haha, eighty bucks! I

charge you eighty bucks!”

The heads were flung away by her attack. Lilly immediately chased after her target. She wielded her

purple sledgehammer and screamed, “Stop running away!”

A scene unfolded in the deathly quiet corridor. Lilly was chasing after the head of the feral ghost, while

the headless body was trailing and crashing aimlessly behind her.

The feral ghost’s head was flung away with a whoosh, hitting the hallway wall like a ball. Then the head

furiously flew toward Lilly.

Lilly lifted the jar of souls. The jar of souls devoured the head before it could react.

“This tactic is called throwing oneself into the jar of souls,” Lilly explained seriously.

Drake questioned himself. Is that the right word to apply to this situation? No, that’s not the point.

Drake watched his sister in a stupefied manner.

After she took care of the head, she raised her little hammer to pound on the chest of the feral ghost.

She kept shouting ‘forty’ each time she pounded.

The headless, feral ghost began to wander aimlessly and quickly lost its ability to fight back. It was

sucked into the jar of souls.

Lilly put away her purple sledgehammer and breathed sigh of relief. She said, “It’s okay, Drake; all is

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well!”

Drake was bewildered. Everything felt like a dream.

Am I hallucinating? Why am I seeing my sister, who always acted cute and innocent, kill a feral ghost

ferociously? Is Lilly fiercer than the feral ghost?

Drake widened his mouth in surprise. At that moment, he stopped struggling internally. His worldview

had collapsed and been rebuilt.

He likes to read. Drake had read everything from ancient to modern, from elegant poetry collections to

absurd and strange tales. All these years, he has always questioned the existence of ghosts and

spirits.

Even though he had previously experienced a series of paranormal events in the dollhouse with Lilly,

he still believed someone was playing tricks on them. It never occurred to him that ghosts genuinely

existed!

Lilly waved her hand in front of Drake and asked, “Drake, are you okay?”

Drake came back to his senses and said gloomily, “I’m okay.”

Lilly stood on her tiptoes, patted his shoulder, and blew on it. She explained, “Drake, when something

is chasing you from behind, you can’t turn around! Look the vitality fire on your shoulders has gone

out!”

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Lilly blew a breath of air while patting Drake’s shoulder She also pulled a tinderbox out of nowhere. It

was an authentic and ancient-looking tinderbox. She lit up the vitality fire on Drake’s shoulders with a

phew.

Pablo twitched his mouth. Is that going to work?

“Lilly, what’s going on?” Josh finally mustered the courage to walk up to Lilly and asked fearfully.

Lilly looked at Pablo. He was flipping through the booklet and roughly explaining what had

happened.

Lilly relayed, “That feral ghost was a psychiatric patient in this hospital. He was delusional and saw

everyone as giant rats and wanted to kill them all.”

Josh froze for a moment and quickly pulled out his phone. He said, “I think I’ve read about this

somewhere on a forum.”

Both brothers had good memories. Josh relied on his memory and quickly found the forum he was

talking about.

The forum contained a post written by a hospital employee who had survived the massacre at the

hospital

years ago.

“The psychiatric patient was suffering from delusions. He claimed everyone around him was a giant rat

that mutated after nuclear radiation. He also said that liese giant rats were watching him in the dark and

intended to eat him. He starts to lose his mind. One day, he found an ax and chopped down his entire

family