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.

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

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 scared to complete the tasks and find the

That’s actually an excuse.

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

as soon as she finished,

Don’t go near it! It’s a

it cats you? Ghosts eat

Aren’t These Two Supposed to

aren’t any real ghosts, and this is just

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

ones?”

in, “Yeah! I read a novel where someone cultivated

couldn’t believe what she was

really their level

since he’s pretty dumb,

these two are always at each

of the world is material; the mind

are the primary ways we understand the world. All entities and concepts are compositions or expressions of

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

hesitantly, “Got it, but

my brain knows there are no ghosts, but my

his grip

tried to free her arm but couldn’t, so she said helplessly, “Oliver, if

stop pulling on my

the haunted house, and

sniffled, still not opening his eyes. “At a time like this, who cares about

at

if hearing the commotion, the ghost actually started moving

focused on the doll in the

“Are you really… Oliver?”

ghost’s voice, altered by a

“Oh. sh*t I’m not. lady! Y–You stay

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