Chapter 128 Aren’t These Two Supposed to Be Enemies.

Bang! Suddenly, a cupboard in the room flew open, and out stepped a ghostly figure: a woman with disheveled hair, a pale face, wearing a tattered bridal gown, and clutching a ragged doll.

As soon as the ghost appeared, the room erupted into chaos. The few jumped around, trying to escape.

“Ahhh! Oh, sh*t! It’s a ghost!”

“Mommy, I’m scared! Mommy! Sob…”

“F*ck! Stay away from me! My legs are jelly now. Don’t come near mel”

“Ahhhh!”

Milly covered her ears. How did five people manage to sound like a crowd of fifty?

Despite Milly not saying a word, Jonathan and Oliver somehow zeroed in on her location and latched onto her, as if they had a built–in GPS.

Just like earlier, each took an arm while Michelle clung to her waist.

Milly sighed, exasperated.

Are they really that scared?

She tried to follow the ghost’s movements, looking for any clues on its body. But as soon as she moved, the three cowards clinging to her began wailing again.

“Mommy, don’t leave me! I’m scared!”

“Milly. I’m your brother! If I die, you’ll lose a brother!”

“Ms. Milly, if you abandon me, you’re heartless and a heartbreaker! Who else would be such a loyal and amazing lackey for you?”

Milly sighed deeply.

had gained a

helplessly. “I’m just going to see if the ghost has any clues. Since she’s out now, we need

That’s actually an excuse.

with these three clinging

finished, they

no! Don’t go near it! It’s a

it cats you? Ghosts eat

These Two Supposed to Be

there aren’t any real ghosts, and this is just ar actor playing a

still trembling, said, “I know, but it’s still scary. And what if a real ghost sneaks in with the

ones?”

“Yeah! I read a novel where someone cultivated a third

couldn’t believe what she

really their level

mentality since he’s pretty dumb, but Jonathan too?

wonder these two are always

is material; the mind is merely a product and reflection

we understand the world. All entities and concepts are compositions or expressions of matter. Matter determines consciousness, and

that truly exists. Simply put, there are no such things as ghosts. Ghosts are just figments of

hesitantly, “Got it, but

knows there are no ghosts, but my eyes don’t believe it.

tightened his grip

arm but couldn’t, so she said helplessly, “Oliver, if you’re going to hold on, don’t

Jonathan, stop pulling on

to the haunted house, and I might lose

who cares about a piece of clothing? Once we get out, I’ll buy you a truckload

looked at him,

as if hearing the commotion, the

the ghost’s

“Are you really… Oliver?”

altered by a voice

to the floor. “Oh. sh*t

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