Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214 Zachary Is A Different Boy

The couple was staring right at the illegal cabbie from the back seat. They appeared lifeless and pale, as if they had been dead for a very long time. That’s right, they looked like they had been corpses for a very long time.

The illegal cabbie suddenly remembered the spot where he picked them up. It was somewhere nearby the unfinished building on Cypress Street. There was no business operating there at night, nor were there bars, KTVs, or nightclubs.

He stepped on the brakes hard. The car came to a halt with a squeak.

Mr. Ghost turned his eyes around dully and peered out from the window. He asked, “Why did you suddenly stop the car?”

The illegal cabbie’s back was soaked in a cold sweat. He stuttered, “The traffic light…”

Mrs. Ghost looked puzzled. Traffic lights? We are a long way from the intersection.

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“Sigh, have we been dead for such a long time that our eyes no longer work?” Mrs. Ghost muttered in a low voice.

Mr. Ghost leaned in considerately. He offered, “Let me take a look for

you.”

Mrs. Ghost dug out her eyeballs and handed them to him.

The two of them leaned in very close in the back seat. They purposely did this covertly to hide from the illegal cabbie’s sight.

The illegal cabbie was appalled. The rearview mirror did not allow him to see what the two were doing. He had,nonetheless, placed some illegal equipment inside the vehicle. He covertly placed a tiny camera in the backseat.

Sometimes, when he picked up a pretty girl or a girl in a short skirt, he could spy on them through his phone. He just needed to click on his phone to take pictures or videos. He shared these amazing views with other like–minded illegal cab drivers daily in a group chat they had. This used to be a cause for celebration and excitement. It had now turned into his nightmare.

The footage clearly showed the woman gouging out her eyeballs. While the man carefully wiped them and helped her put them back.

The illegal cab driver felt as though he had fallen into the water because his body was completely drenched in sweat. While his face was dripping with sweat.

At this point, the woman craned her neck and asked, “Why has the traffic light turned red for such a long time?”

The illegal cabbie stammered, “Hmm…hmm…actually, I think my car has broken down.”

Mr. Ghost could not help but frown. What a lousy car!

Mrs. Ghost was alright with this. She took a look around and said, “We’re not far from the Cherry Inn; let’s walk!”

Mr. Ghost nodded and handed five banknotes to the illegal cabbie.

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The illegal cabbie quavered for the first time as he collected the fare from his customers.

After exiting the vehicle, the couple started to slowly move forward. The cabbie noticed that they were not walking normally and were instead floating when he gave them a closer look.

The illegal cabbie looked at the money he held in his trembling hands. Sure enough, it was the

currency of the underworld.

“My…my goodness…”

The illegal driver had no idea how he got home. He later fell ill and no longer dared to drive an illegal cab. He also burned the camera in the back seat and left the group chat, which shared lewd videos. He was disillusioned and lived every day in fear.

Of course, all of these were afterthoughts.

The day before Lilly left, she dug a hole under the large stone monument between the two buildings of the Cherry Inn and placed an obol in it.

Zachary asked, “What is this?”

Lilly replied, “This coin could suppress the vanity aura here. Fewer people will jump off the buildings.”

Obols were used to pacify spirits. She had engraved this particular obol with a charm that was taught by her master. There were far too many shadow ghosts in this place, each with their own fate. If she were to vanquish all of the shadow ghosts, her jar of souls would be filled, right?

Lilly doubted this was a good idea. At least, after she buried this obol, even if someone jumped off the building, their souls would not be trapped there, and their spirits would not be enslaved by other ghosts.

Zachary asked, “Aren’t you afraid someone will dig it up?”

Lilly answered confidently, “They won’t.”

Zachary probed, puzzled, “Why not?”

Lilly answered flatly, “If I said it won’t happen, then it won’t happen. Zac, you wouldn’t understand any of this.”

Could Zachary be possessed by a ghost?