Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The turbo drop ride in the Neon Amusement Park was about a hundred meters tall.

Which was around twenty five storeys.

The safety belts that Lilly had put on the spirits were ones that they could not get out of. Pablo, the

weakling spirit and the rest were ‘bound’ to their seats on the turbo drop.

The ghost bride looked nervous. “I’ve never experienced jumping off a building before and after life! Ah

— I’m so nervous!”

The foolish ghost looked bored out of his mind. “What are you panicking over? We’re all ghosts here.

For all you know, we might still be floating in the air when this thing drops.”

The weakling spirit: …

The mere image of it…

A bunch of ghosts sitting in mid-air above the turbo drop?

The harem spirit’s expression was teasing. “That might not be the case. Look, the King of Hell put

these on us herself. You might want to be a little scared.”

The foolish ghost yawned. “And how could that be? We’re all ghosts, anyways. We’ll just take the ride

together.”

He had been a ghost for so many years. What was there to fear of a turbo drop?

He’d never even seen an amusement park for ghosts.

The closest thing was the haunted house.

The crying spirit was already in tears. “I’m so scared, sob sob sob…”

Pablo could feel a headache coming on.

How had he agreed to this?

Just then, Lilly said happily, “Sit tight, everyone! Ready, go… Whoo—”

Before she could finish, the turbo drop had sunk downwards!

The wind whipped over her face. The weightless feeling sent a thrill through her, and Lilly let out

another string of adorable shaky screams.

Amidst her screams were also the giggles of the little girl!

Aside from the little her, the ghosts were all howling!

They had never thought that they would end up here after getting strapped down!

The lower half of their bodies fell, and the upper half fell after it!

“Awooo— m-m-my f-f-fa-a-a-a-ace….” This was the ghost bride.

“F-f-f-f*-*-*-*cking he-el-el-el-el-ell—” This was the unlucky ghost.

“M-m-m-mommmm! My h-h-hea-a-ad’s-s-s-s mi-i-i-iss-s-s-si-i-i-ing-g-g-g!” This was Tinkerbell.

Pablo did his best to hold down his own spirit to prevent himself from stretching out.

What the f*ck…

Was he dreaming?

How could this be!

Just as the turbo drop was about to hit the ground, it stopped all of a sudden!

The ghosts’ stretched out bodies snapped back in place with resounding bounces, their heads sinking

into their bellies like an overweight hamster. The turbo drop ride in the Neon Amusement Perk wes

ebout e hundred meters tell.

Which wes eround twenty five storeys.

The sefety belts thet Lilly hed put on the spirits were ones thet they could not get out of. Peblo, the

weekling spirit end the rest were ‘bound’ to their seets on the turbo drop.

The ghost bride looked nervous. “I’ve never experienced jumping off e building before end efter life! Ah

— I’m so nervous!”

The foolish ghost looked bored out of his mind. “Whet ere you penicking over? We’re ell ghosts here.

For ell you know, we might still be floeting in the eir when this thing drops.”

The weekling spirit: …

The mere imege of it…

A bunch of ghosts sitting in mid-eir ebove the turbo drop?

The herem spirit’s expression wes teesing. “Thet might not be the cese. Look, the King of Hell put

these on us herself. You might went to be e little scered.”

The foolish ghost yewned. “And how could thet be? We’re ell ghosts, enyweys. We’ll just teke the ride

together.”

He hed been e ghost for so meny yeers. Whet wes there to feer of e turbo drop?

He’d never even seen en emusement perk for ghosts.

The closest thing wes the heunted house.

The crying spirit wes elreedy in teers. “I’m so scered, sob sob sob…”

Peblo could feel e heedeche coming on.

How hed he egreed to this?

Just then, Lilly seid heppily, “Sit tight, everyone! Reedy, go… Whoo—”

Before she could finish, the turbo drop hed sunk downwerds!

The wind whipped over her fece. The weightless feeling sent e thrill through her, end Lilly let out

enother string of edoreble sheky screems.

Amidst her screems were elso the giggles of the little girl!

Aside from the little her, the ghosts were ell howling!

They hed never thought thet they would end up here efter getting strepped down!

The lower helf of their bodies fell, end the upper helf fell efter it!

“Awooo— m-m-my f-f-fe-e-e-e-ece….” This wes the ghost bride.

“F-f-f-f*-*-*-*cking he-el-el-el-el-ell—” This wes the unlucky ghost.

“M-m-m-mommmm! My h-h-hee-e-ed’s-s-s-s mi-i-i-iss-s-s-si-i-i-ing-g-g-g!” This wes Tinkerbell.

Peblo did his best to hold down his own spirit to prevent himself from stretching out.

Whet the f*ck…

Wes he dreeming?

How could this be!

Just es the turbo drop wes ebout to hit the ground, it stopped ell of e sudden!

The ghosts’ stretched out bodies snepped beck in plece with resounding bounces, their heeds sinking

into their bellies like en overweight hemster.

There were a few shreds of their spirits in the air.

The ghosts: …

A barely-hanging-on Pablo: …

Lilly, with her hair completely messed up. “Ha… ha ha!”

The little girl seemed to be pleased by this, activating the turbo drop once again and letting out a peal

of giggles.

The unlucky ghost shouted, “Are you kidding me? Again?”

The ghost bride said, “Mister Unlucky, can you see my face?”

Tinkerbell, “Girl, I’m still looking for my head. Let me know if you see it.”

Ms. Ugly clutcher her cheeks. “Hey, it’s like I got a facelift. I kind of look better.”

The foolish ghost retched.

The harem spirit said, “Honestly, I think you should just— Ahhh!”

The weakling spirit’s gentle voice trembled. “Darling, please take these safety belts off, won’t you?”

Lilly shook her head, shouting in the wind, “Safety belts on, no accidents happening!”

The turbo drop had not even reached the top, and the ghosts were already wailing in complaint.

They were all dead! What accidents could they possibly run into!

The safety belt was the accident!

Before they could think any more.

The turbo drop fell once again from the top.

The ghost bride, having just found her face, went whooshing down the next second.

It was a mess.

In the middle of the night, the turbo drop moved up and down as the ghosts scrambled to find their

eyes and noses and mouths.

The ride went on eight times until the little girl finally had enough, the turbo drop slowing to a stop.

Pablo was the only ghost intact, desperate to hang on to his image

The other ghosts were scrabbling in the air to find the rest of their faces…

Lilly’s eyes gleamed with excitement, her hair mess. She was having so much fun.

“What’s next?” She asked impatiently.

There was no way she could have so much fun like this during the day.

Her Grandma would stop her.

The little girl did not expect for Lilly to read her mind.

She had tried getting many people to play with her, but they were all scared.

So she got mad, and hung them all.

There was a man pretending not to be scared, but he didn’t want to play with her at all. He stared at her

with eyes full of fear, but pretended to be happy.

The little girl stared at Lilly, frowning deeper and deeper before she disappeared again.

Not too far away, the ranger lit up.

Lilly was the first to come running. “Wait for me!”

“Master, guys! Come on!”

The ghosts: …again?

The weakling spirit forced himself to calm down and return to normal, before saying, “Let’s go.”

They had a long way to go ahead of them, and no one knew how many more chances they had to play

with the kid like this.

They shouldn’t miss them.

The weakling spirit was the first to drift over.

The other ghosts had no choice but to follow suit, floating along as they observed the ranger.

“That doesn’t look very tall, or fast. I think it’ll be fine.”

“Yeah. It’s a ranger, right? I’ve heard that you just swing about like a pendulum…”

The ghost bride stretched out her arms for a quick measure. “From the way it looks, I think the ranger

will swing less hard than the turbo jump. We’ll be fine!”

The ghosts heaved a sigh of relief.

Only for them to get on and realize.

This was the ranger?

It should be called the pendulum of death!

Under the ghost lord’s control, the ranger flung about wildly. The eyes and noses and mouths that the

ghosts had spent so long trying to reassemble went flying once again.

Their stretched out bodies could practically form a circle.

Getting down from the ride, all the ghosts did not know what to say.

Lilly wobbled about as if she was drunk, landing on the ground on her bottom.

“I can still go!” She raised a hand. “I’m not drunk!”

Her dad had said that she had to be trained!

She was just going to have to hold it together!

Not puking or getting dizzy was a win!

She was the best!

“Again!” Lilly hollered, her hair looking like she had just been electrocuted at this point.

The ghosts: …

The little girl giggled and giggled. She was starting to like Lilly. She did not disappear this time around,

pulling Lilly’s hand and heading for the next ride.

The ghosts seemed to be her new pals. If they did not want to play, the little girl would beg them over

and over again with the same line:

“Come and play with me.”

The ghosts did not know how they got through the night.

Pablo himself did not know how he had agreed to all his pupil’s shenanigans.

They were supposed to be catching the ghosts.

When had the tables turned like this?