Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker! Chapter 494: No Ghosts to Eat Today

Chapter 494: No Ghosts to Eat Today

Translator: Henyee Translations    Editor: Henyee Translations

Amelia looked at the room full of ghosts and whispered to Chris, “Fourth Uncle, help me stop Sister Sara. I want to exorcise all these ghosts.”

Chris nodded. “Okay.”

Sara had just s.n.a.t.c.hed her doll back from Moon, but one of the doll’s shoes had been taken away by Moon and she couldn’t get it back. She cursed and looked angry. Then she saw Chris looking at her with an abnormal expression.

Sara immediately put on a very polite smile and asked, “Mr. Walton, what’s wrong?”

Chris rubbed his nose. “It’s fine.’

Sara’s eyes flashed with confusion. She was about to step around him when

Chris suddenly reached out and stopped her. Sara froze. “Mr. Walton?”

Chris: “There’s a scene today. You took leave. The director said a few key points. I’ll tell you now.”

Sara: “???” It was her birthday today? Why would anyone talk about work on someone else’s birthday?

Inside the house.

Amelia waved her small hands and bounced. “Hey! Ha! Ghost over there, look over here! ”

On the two display cases by the window, the dazed ghosts subconsciously looked at Amelia. Amelia said again, “Ghosts over there, come with me!”

The ghosts in the display cabinet at the end of the bed also turned around numbly. Their expressions were dull and stiff, only their eyes were still moving slightly nimbly.

Amelia bounced around the house, her eyes curved into crescents as she muttered something under her breath. Soon, the house lit up with a golden light. The ghosts in the house stood up and slowly walked into the golden light.

The golden light disappeared, and so did all the ghosts in the house.

Amelia touched the Soul Retrieving Gourd and said softly, “There are no ghosts to eat today. They’re not bad ghosts. Some are lost, some can’t react in time and can’t remember who they are…” She did not know which of them was someone others wanted to see but could not, or whose lover, whose family… Sara’s doll had some problems, attracting these dying souls and becoming nourishment for the doll.

Amelia thought for a moment and felt that this scene was a little familiar, but she had clearly never seen such a doll before… She pouted and held the Soul Retrieving Gourd. “What’s strange? Soul Retrieving Gourd, tell me.”

The Soul Retrieving Gourd: . ‘ It couldn’t speak!

Amelia sighed. “Seven can speak. Soul Retrieving Gourd, you have to work hard!”

The Soul Retrieving Gourd:

Chris spent a lot of effort talking. Not only did he tell her about today’s scenes, but he also summarized all the parts that he had not acted well before. Just as he was about to ask Sara how she would act in the following scenes and what she thought, Amelia finally came out!

Chris secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Sara heaved a sigh of relief. “Mia, save me! I don’t know what’s wrong with your fourth uncle! He pulled me along and told me about the scene for ten minutes!”

Amelia blinked. “Sister Sara, you’re back!”

Sara hurried over and said, “1 don’t know what’s wrong with Nine. She actually s.n.a.t.c.hed one of Tu Tu’ s shoes. I’m speechless.”

Amelia asked, “Sister Sara, where did you make your dolls?”

Sara said, “The name of that doll club is Haruhi. Why?”

Amelia shook her head. “Nothing. Sister Sara, don’t go there to make dolls in the future. The things they make aren’t good.”

Sara: n ???” It was just a small crack. It wasn’t that serious, right? Although that was what she thought, her impression of Haruhi had decreased a lot. Sara said, “Mia, go down with your fourth uncle to eat first. I’ll deal with this doll.

Amelia nodded and reminded her, “Sister Sara, remember to open the curtains. The dolls won’t feel well without seeing the sun.”

Sara was stunned and subconsciously nodded. She watched as Chris carried Amelia downstairs. She returned to her room in confusion. For some reason, she felt that the room was a little stuffy. The Haruhi doll club had said that it was best not to let the dolls be exposed to the sun, or they would easily turn yellow and crack. She had kept the curtains closed. In addition, she usually didn’t stay at home when filming, but lived in an apartment closer to the company, so the dolls were locked in the room for a longer time. Perhaps Mia was right…

Sara pulled open the curtains with a clatter. She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but she felt the shadows of the dolls behind her distort. When she looked more closely, it was nothing..