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.

half a day, she had gained a daughter, a brother, and a loyal

see if the ghost has any clues. Since she’s out now, we need to find a way to lock her back up. Otherwise, everyone will be too

That’s actually an excuse.

these three clinging

she finished, they gave

no! Don’t go

if it cats you?

These Two

there aren’t any

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

ones?”

read a novel where someone cultivated a third eye and could see real

what she

really their

since he’s

two are always at each

ever study dialectical materialism? The essence of the world is material; the

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,

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

cowards uttered hesitantly,

Milly, my brain knows there are no ghosts, but my eyes don’t believe it. I’m still

his grip

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

Jonathan, stop pulling on my sleeve

house, and I might lose a

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

looked at

commotion, the ghost

the ghost’s

“Are you really… Oliver?”

ghost’s voice, altered by a voice changer, sounded

to the floor. “Oh. sh*t I’m not. lady!

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