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

clues. Since she’s out now, we need to find a way to lock her back up. Otherwise, everyone will

That’s actually an excuse.

with these three clinging to me while the ghost

soon as she finished, they

Don’t go near it!

what if it cats you?

128 Aren’t These Two Supposed to Be

again, utterly speechless. “Isn’t it possible that there aren’t any real ghosts, and this is just ar

still scary. And what if a real ghost

ones?”

someone cultivated a third

believe what she was

really their

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

wonder these two are always at each

of the world is material; the mind is merely a product

components of the world are material. The forms and processes of matter are the primary ways we understand the world. All entities and concepts

put, there are no such things as ghosts. Ghosts are just figments

cowards uttered hesitantly, “Got it,

Milly’s arm, admitted honestly, “Ms. Milly, my brain knows there are no ghosts, but

tightened his

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

pulling on my sleeve

the haunted house, and

not opening his eyes. “At a time like this, who cares about a piece of clothing? Once we get out, I’ll

at him,

if hearing the commotion, the ghost actually

doll in the

“Are you really… Oliver?”

by a voice changer, sounded

to the floor. “Oh. sh*t

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