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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.

she had gained a daughter, a brother, and

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

That’s actually an excuse.

three clinging to me

she finished,

no, no! Don’t go near it! It’s

cats you?

Aren’t These Two Supposed

any real ghosts,

“I know, but it’s still scary. And what if a

ones?”

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

what she

really their

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

are always at

is material; the mind is

of the world are material. The forms and processes of matter 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

are no such things as ghosts. Ghosts are just figments of your

uttered hesitantly, “Got

my brain knows there are no ghosts, but my eyes

his grip on

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

you, Jonathan, stop pulling on my sleeve

house, and I might

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

at him,

the ghost actually started moving towards

quickly focused on the doll in the ghost’s hands, examining its shape

“Are you really… Oliver?”

voice, altered by a voice changer, sounded

sh*t