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Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 257
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Chapter 257 Unit 602 Of Building 7

Jean was bewildered, “What’s wrong with that place?”

The granny looked around and moved closer to Jean, “That place is cursed! Don’t go there!”

“What happened there? Please tell me more about it.”

Both of them got closer to gossip while glancing at Building 7 while they talked.

That building is not safe for people to live in. That’s why it looked dilapidated. Actually, people were

living there ten years ago on the sixth floor.”

“Is it 602?” Jean interrupted.

“Yes, that’s the one. There used to be a few foreigners living there. They speak with a foreign accent

and they were here to run their business. They set up their stalls at the apartment complex. When the

property owners refuse to let them do so, they beat them up.”

“They’re evil!” Lilly exclaimed.

Josh tensed up. Evil? A place of great evil! There must be ghosts!

They also beat up the people from the grocery store at Building 3 you had passed by just now. They

robbed and drove the owner away and opened their own store at the same place. They threatened us if

we didn’t buy anything from them.” There was hatred in the granny eyes as she thought of the

unpleasant memories.

Jean frowned. They’re such a bully? No one’s in charge?

“They are too much. No one could control them?” Jean voiced her doubts.

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“Unfortunately, no. They forced their business on us, but they were not satisfied with the little money

they earned. They began to take over the open space in the complex. Our bicycles or motorbikes were

usually parked downstairs in the open space. They claimed that we don’t own the open spaces and

forced us to pay parking fees,” the granny said solemnly.

“Then it got worse. They set up a stop at the complex’s entrance. We must prove that we live here

before we can enter. Everyone had to register for a resident ID that showed their name, age, and

occupation to prove that they were a good citizen,” added the granny.

Jean’s eyes widened in shock, “What? No one called the cops on them?”

“No one dared to control them as they were in an underworld group. They were ruthless and cunning.

This was how they survived oppression. A lot of people quit their jobs to petition to bring them down.

However, the men kidnaped the elderly, women, and children from their homes to let them know who’s

the boss. They were all locked up in Building 7,” the granny looked towards that building as she said.

“Then what?” The four kids asked anxiously.

“Then the people fought with them. In order to warn those people who dare to resist. They… killed

everyone that was locked in Building 7. They didn’t even spare the children. 30 people were killed that

night!”

When things went too far, the men were finally arrested and imprisoned.

It was such a ingery, Jean murmured, “No way. This is too much. It’s hard to believe that 30 people

died…”

“I know right, it’s hard to believe that such a thing happened. They were still defending themselves

about it in court, saying that the number is full of crap and they were not capable of killing so many

people. When evidence was displayed, they had the nerve to say they were trying to educate their

disobedient brothers as the community is a big family. Those who petitioned were their brother who had

gone astray. They did that to re–educate us.” The granny laughed sarcastically.

Lilly’s mood was disrupted.

Jean was shocked, “How come I have not heard about this incident before?”

“This happened too long ago and people gradually forget about it. Some of our descendants doubt the

truth as well. After all, 30 people died, not three!”

Those men were executed later on. However, their children did not admit their fathers were murderers,

but they blamed the people in the community framed their fathers.

Jean went silent. No wonder unit 602 of Building 7 was surrounded by red lines and talismans but no

one felt weird about it.

Lilly and Jean went back to Pablo after they figured out the truth.

When the sky was getting dark, the granny called for her grandson to go home. Some people

wondered why she was chatting with the few children for so long. She froze for a second but a young

man ran toward her happily, bringing the news that she was going to get rich by housing demolition and

relocation. Everyone forgot about what happened just now.

“Master, what had this to do with the prison?” asked Lilly.

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“The prison where the unlucky ghosts are held is the same prison that previously held those bad guys.

The ghost couldn’t leave because of them,” answered Pablo. “The prison is being suppressed to lock

down the spirits of the few bad guys, so they couldn’t be reborn forever. This is the reason why the

unlucky ghosts couldn’t leave.”

Lilly got it now.

“There’s a bad aura appearing in 602, we need to know what caused it.”

“Master, haven’t you gone in and checked on it?”

“There are some things you have to see for yourself.”

Lilly understood.

Since it was dark, Anthony and the others accompanied Lilly to go to unit 602 to have a look.

Building 7 was located at the farthest west at the complex. It was separated from the 6 buildings by a

field full of weeds. People rarely went there.

In the dark building, only the sound of their footsteps was heard. Anthony turned on the flash of his

phone and walked upstairs.

“Creak!”

A random door from the building was blown open by the wind. It caused both of them to have

goosebumps.

Josh looked up and his pupils shrank in fear. He shouted while holding onto Lilly’s arms, “Lils! Lils! Lils!

Lils!”