Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 1371

Before the figure arrived, a green light flew towards the small ghost beast.

Was it chasing the small ghost beast?

The green light was eerie and emitted a cold glow.

The fur on the small ghost beast's tail stood up, and it immediately jumped behind Lilly, clinging to her pants!

Lilly struck out with a palm, and the green light scattered before falling softly to the ground, seemingly useless.

Everyone took a closer look and realized that the object was actually a piece of sticky plaster.

Jean was surprised. "Has it become sentient?"

Blake sneered. "I'm not sure if the sticky plaster is sentient, but this thing is definitely alive."

He held a dark shadow in his hand, which was the person who had just rushed over.

To be precise, it was a ghost.

This ghost was a man, short in stature, but his eyes were bright and lively.

He probably did not expect to be caught so easily. After a moment of panic, he immediately calmed down.

With unconcealed panic on his face, he sincerely bowed his head. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have been overwhelmed by my excessive love and desire for your pets..."

Blake was speechless.

Jean was puzzled.

Wait. He was already going to steal the small ghost beast. How could this thief make it sound so nice?

Lilly repeated his words, saying, "Excessive love and desire?"

"Stealing is just stealing. Just because you failed to forcefully take someone else's things, do you think you can justify your actions with your words? This cannot be considered excessive love and desire!"

Lilly was speechless.

From the first impression, she felt that this ghost was really hypocritical and extremely fake in an uncomfortable manner.

The short man nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, I was wrong. I didn't expect you all to be so powerful. I, the humble one, was blind."

He showed humility, but not too much.

However, that was not the point. The point was that he had something belonging to Cloud.

At first, Lilly just felt that something was off about this ghost. Despite his sinister aura, there was an inexplicable sense of righteousness.

These two different auras mixed together, creating a strange feeling. The more she felt it, the more familiar it became. Finally, Lilly realized that this sense of righteousness was Cloud's golden light of merit.

Although she didn't physically move, her divine sense immediately swept towards the male ghost.

First, she looked into the Bag of Holding hanging from his waist, but it only contained various clothes, pots, herbs, and other miscellaneous items, all neatly arranged.

Thus, he definitely did not expose anything. He just did not expect that his attempt to snatch the small ghost beast managed to bring him to that young man's family.

The man observed carefully, noticing the resemblance between the little girl in front of him and the female spirit beside her. Although the old ghost was quite old, he still shared a few common traits with the little girl.

That meant they were a family, and the most powerful one should be the old man who had been silent all along...

It was extremely rare for an entire family to be ghost cultivators. The oldest one must be the most formidable.

Having made his judgment, the man humbly and sincerely said to the silent Crawford Ancestor, "Sir, please believe me! I really haven't seen the person you're looking for... but I did see him heading towards the evil eye."

Half-truths were the easiest way to deceive people, and the male ghost swore that he was not lying. Cloud must have really gone to the Devil's Eye.

By right, they would be so eager to rush over there that they had to temporarily let him go or tie him up. He was not afraid anyway.

Sure enough, everything went black around him as he was thrown into a grand hall...

He could hear the family anxiously saying to each other, "Crawford Ancestor, let's go find Uncle Cloud first!"

The female spirit was also in a hurry. "Cloud's cultivation is so low. He'll be like a piece of fat meat wherever he arrives in the underworld..."

A sigh of relief escaped the man. These people were indeed very anxious.

After all, for a ghost with such perfect merit and such low cultivation, anyone who saw him would want to devour him. It was only natural for them to be in a hurry.

Alright. As long as they did not pay attention to him, he would be able to find a way to quietly escape.