Chapter 145: Little Boy with the surname Burton

Translator: Henyee Translations      Editor: Henyee Translations

Victor burst into tears. He only wanted his mother to come back. Why was it so difficult? When he was young, his mother carried him to work in the fields. He grew up on his mother’s back. His mother had suffered for her entire life. These few years, he had finally lucked out and got rich. He wanted to bring his mother over to enjoy life. In the end, not long after the good days, it turned out like this. How could he be willing?

The few of them looked at Victor who was crying bitterly and did not know what to say for a moment. When a person died, they could not be stopped. Instead of being covered in tubes and suffering until the last moment, it was better to be free as soon as possible.

Amelia comforted him. “Alright, alright. Uncle Duncan, stop crying. When you cry…” At this moment, Victor happened to look up, revealing a chubby face covered in tears and snot… Amelia took two steps back. What she wanted to say was so stuck that she could not say a word of comfort.

Old Madam Duncan, who was floating at the side, said in disdain, “You look too ugly when you cry. You’re ugly and disgusting!” Helplessness flashed in her eyes. She looked at Amelia and said, “Thank you, Mia.” Otherwise, who knew how long she would have to be a walking dead? Perhaps her soul would even be destroyed in the end by her son.

Amelia shook her head. “You’re welcome, Grandma.” After a pause, she couldn’t help but say fiercely, “But that’s a different matter. I’ve been holding back for a long time from you scaring me previously!”

Madam Duncan burst out laughing and apologized, “I’m sorry, I won’t scare people anymore.” After all, Mia was a miniature King of Hell. Other than looking for her, she had no other choice.

Madam Duncan sighed and asked, “Can I speak to my son?

Amelia was in a dilemma. She did not know this skill yet. Elmer raised his eyebrows. “Coming, Mia. Master is going to teach you a new skill, human speaking the language of ghosts. This talisman can make the mouth of a ghost open on someone else, and someone else can speak for the ghost.” Amelia was stunned. “Is this the legendary mouthful of nonsense?

Elmer: “If you want to put it that way, it’s not wrong.”

Amelia nodded. “I understand!”

Erik looked at Amelia, who was talking to herself, and asked worriedly,

“President Walton, has Miss Mia always been like this?”

George said coldly, “She’s on the phone with someone else.”

William also echoed, “Sister has a special earphone in her ear.” The father and son lied without changing their expressions.

Erik: “…” Is that so?

Elmer said to Amelia, “Come, Mia, recite with Master…

Amelia recited it, but Old Madam Duncan did not react. Her eyes widened. “Master lied to me again!”

Elmer coughed. “I’m not lying to you. It’s just that this skill can only be used by people related to the deceased. There’s no suitable candidate here, so I’ll teach you another skill. It’s called reanimated corpse.”

Amelia was worried. “Master, if you lie again, you’ll be a puppy.”

George could not help but smile. Although he did not know what Amelia was saying to her master, Mia’s fierce and cute appearance was very cute. Even William relaxed and felt that it was not so scary anymore. Just as this thought fell, he saw Old Madam Duncan, who was lying on the bed, sit up straight.

William: “! ! !” He shuddered and hugged George’s thigh.

George:

Erik was shocked. “A reanimated corpse?!”

Amelia blinked innocently. “There’s no corpse. Mia accidentally pressed the button on the bed, and the bed bounced up.”

Erik: “…” The group was tricked out by Amelia, leaving only the Old Madam of the Duncan family and Victor to talk in the room.

In the room, the Soul Summoning Banner was still fluttering in the wind, and the yellow talismans on the wall were also crackling. Madam Duncan, who had come back to life, lowered her head and her hands drooped weakly. “Son…” When her voice came out, coupled with the surrounding environment, it was even more terrifying.

Victor said nervously, “Mother?”

Madam Duncan still did not look up, mainly because she could not, so her voice was a little muffled. “Mother is gone. Don’t force me to stay. Life and death are up to fate. I’m already very satisfied.”

Victor’s eyes turned red. “Mother…”

Old Madam Duncan said, “Remember, there’s something you have to investigate. When we were young, there was a little boy surnamed Burton living in our house. You have to investigate him.” After Old Madam Duncan died, the scenes of her life became extremely clear. In her memory, the little boy who had been saved by them and lived in their house for a period of time was somewhat similar to the current Amelia..