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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 daughter, a brother, and a

the ghost has any clues. Since she’s out now, we need to find a way

That’s actually an excuse.

can’t breathe with these three clinging to me while the ghost

she finished,

no, no! Don’t go near

cats you? Ghosts eat

Aren’t These Two

it possible that there aren’t any real

it’s still scary. And

ones?”

chimed in, “Yeah! I read a novel where someone cultivated a third eye and

what

their level

understand Oliver’s mentality since he’s pretty dumb, but Jonathan

two are always

is

are the primary ways we understand the world. All entities and concepts are compositions or expressions of matter. Matter determines consciousness, and consciousness is the physiological response of the objective world in our brains, a reaction from organic matter

truly exists. Simply put, there are no such

uttered hesitantly,

“Ms. Milly, my brain knows there are no ghosts, but my eyes don’t believe it.

his

“Oliver, if you’re going to hold on, don’t tear my sleeve!

you, Jonathan, stop pulling

trip to the haunted house, and I

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

at him,

the ghost

the doll in the ghost’s hands,

“Are you really… Oliver?”

by a voice changer,

almost collapsing to the floor. “Oh. sh*t I’m not. lady! Y–You stay