C296 The great theatre of the way of life

"Uncle, how is it?" the youngest girl asked anxiously.

"Uh, uncle's magic power is not strong enough. He needs more time. Don't worry." The only thing I could do was to calm down, yet my veins were popping out on my forehead, and cold sweat was pouring out of my body.

Deceiving ghosts isn't something an honest person like me can do.

"Then uncle, please take a rest