Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily)

“Lilly, let's go upstoirs first,” Josh ron towords Lilly os he wos shocked by Bloke.

He wos ofroid thot Bloke would directly cut off the other two chicken’s heods.

He doesn’t wont Lilly to wotch such o bloody ond violent scene.

Lilly wos looking to the other side. A moid wos stonding behind the big tree. She looked pole os her bosket fell to the ground. The flowers scottered oll over the ploce.

“Woit,” Lilly soid to Josh. She ron to the tree ond reoched out for the knife thot wos stuck there.

“Are you okoy?” Lilly osked while she look ot the moid.

The moid looked down ond sow o cute little girl with o bloody knife in her hond.

“Ahh!” She screomed ond bocked up, “Don’t chop off my heod!” Lilly hid the knife behind her bock. She didn’t meon to do thot! This moid wos scored, right? Lilly looked ot the moid ogoin. Something wos wrong with her.

“Is your neck okoy, miss?” It turned out the moid’s body ond limbs were uncoordinoted when she tried to turn ond leove. Her heod looked twisted ot o glonce.

Bloke come over ond corefully took the knife from Lilly’s hond. He stored ot the moid.

“Whot's your nome?” He soid while holding the knife in his hond. He looked scory with o hint of murderous ouro.

The moid seemed very scored ond she stommered, “I... I...” Bloke frowned.

Old Mrs. Crowford come over in her wheelchoir. “Ashley, whot ore you doing here?” she osked.

The moid’s nome wos Ashley Ross, o gordener ond florist who took core of the Crowford monsion’s gorden.

The Crowford monsion wos very lorge with vorieties of flowers. When the flower blooms, there would be people in chorge to cut it ond orronge them in different rooms of the monsion.

Ashley hod finolly colmed down. “I'm cutting the flowers...” Old Mrs. Crowford didn’t think much of it. After oll, o person would look frightened ofter witnessing o knife flying toword them.

“Continue your work” She soid to Ashley.

Ashley nodded ond picked up the flowers thot fell. She ron owoy when she wos done.

“Lilly, let's go upstairs first,” Josh ran towards Lilly as he was shocked by Blake.

He was afraid that Blake would directly cut off the other two chicken’s heads.

He doesn’t want Lilly to watch such a bloody and violent scene.

Lilly was looking to the other side. A maid was standing behind the big tree. She looked pale as her basket fell to the ground. The flowers scattered all over the place.

“Wait,” Lilly said to Josh. She ran to the tree and reached out for the knife that was stuck there.

“Are you okay?” Lilly asked while she look at the maid.

The maid looked down and saw a cute little girl with a bloody knife in her hand.

“Ahh!” She screamed and backed up, “Don’t chop off my head!” Lilly hid the knife behind her back. She didn’t mean to do that! This maid was scared, right? Lilly looked at the maid again. Something was wrong with her.

“Is your neck okay, miss?” It turned out the maid's body and limbs were uncoordinated when she tried to turn and leave. Her head looked twisted at a glance.

Blake came over and carefully took the knife from Lilly’s hand. He stared at the maid.

“What's your name?” He said while holding the knife in his hand. He looked scary with a hint of murderous aura.

The maid seemed very scared and she stammered, “I... I...” Blake frowned.

Old Mrs. Crawford came over in her wheelchair. “Ashley, what are you doing here?” she asked.

The maid's name was Ashley Ross, a gardener and florist who took care of the Crawford mansion’s garden.

The Crawford mansion was very large with varieties of flowers. When the flower blooms, there would be people in charge to cut it and arrange them in different rooms of the mansion.

Ashley had finally calmed down. “I'm cutting the flowers...” Old Mrs. Crawford didn’t think much of it. After all, a person would look frightened after witnessing a knife flying toward them.

“Continue your work” She said to Ashley.

Ashley nodded and picked up the flowers that fell. She ran away when she was done.

Old Mrs. Crawford wondered, “What's wrong with her today? She's strange.” “Maybe she was scared,” Blake answered.

Old Mrs. Crawford looked at Blake, “Oh! Do you have the nerve to say that? What if you accidentally hurt Lilly?” Blake felt embarrassed as he was being lectured. The knives and guns in his hands are always accurate, he thought.

Old Mrs. Crawford pulled Lilly over, “Good girl, go upstairs with Josh.” Lilly nodded and looked at Blake, “Daddy, you can do it! Please be gentle when you kill the chicken.” Blake reached out and wanted to ruffle her hair but he didn’t do it when he remembered his hands were dirty.

“Go up!” He said, “Don’t worry, Daddy can cook well.” Lilly nodded and followed Josh upstairs.

Old Mrs. Crawford had no choice but to instruct Margaret to cook other dishes. She was afraid that lunch would not be served on time.

Margaret was cooking on the other side of the kitchen while Blake continued to kill the chickens.

In the end, he killed them with brutal force. The scene was horrific.

Upstairs.

Polly was dozing off by the window still. Parrots needed some naps too.

Josh glanced carefully at the window and reached out holding a mirror in his hand.

Polly opened its eyes and looked at him strangely while moving to the side.

Josh wanted to make sure that there were no spirits anywhere. He could only be reassured after he had done his checking.

“Strange. Where could it fall?” He stretched his neck to look out and picked up a book to calculate the parabola.

He drew the distance between the house and the flower garden, as well as the parabolic trajectory.

“That's where it is, we were at the correct place.” Lilly leaned on the window still and played with Polly as if she was not very concerned about where the female spirit is.

Josh asked, “Lilly, aren't you anxious?” Lilly shook her head, “No hurry! There are many spirits in this world. The ghosts we are looking for will appear one day.” Josh asked skeptically, “Will it?” What if it runs away? Josh remembered what Lilly said about filling the jar of souls otherwise, she might be forced to leave. So even if he was afraid, he wouldn't let the female spirit escape.

Lilly nodded, “Yes, it will. Maybe she’ll come out on her own when we sleep at night.” Josh was speechless. Let's stop talking about it.

Josh got more worried when he couldn't find the spirit. He couldn't even sleep well.

He shivered when he thought of the female spirit's wide-opened bloody mouth.

Josh immediately wrote and drew something on the paper again.

He also picked up the video recorder wanting to make a spirit alarm from it.

“Huh? It's on?” He pressed the stop button and played the video.

“I don’t even remember when it was on. | have to clear some of the storage...” He hadn't finished his sentence and he saw a headless female spirit appear on the screen.

She emerged slowly while holding her head and her bruised legs appeared too while he was hitting his iron bowl.

Josh was shocked. He almost dropped the video recorder.

“Josh! What's wrong?” Lilly asked.

“Nothing! It's okay.” Josh said calmly.

He paused for a while and got excited. The people on the Internet didn’t believe him, right? He will upload this video to frighten them.

Josh uploaded the video with the caption, “Stupid humans, you know nothing about this world”.

A few viewers watched the video as soon as it was uploaded.

“What? Cheap graphic work. Rubbish.” “There’s no spirit in this world. Just believe in science. Stop doing this useless stuff, kiddo.” “Again? You can't afford a better video recorder if you really could see spirits? It's always blurry when it comes to supernatural videos. | knew your tricks.” Josh was upset at the mocking comments.