Ghosts All over the World Come to Beg Me

"Brother! There are no ghosts in this world, right?" A middle-aged uncle with a vicissitudes of life was sitting on a bench, chatting with a handsome young man. Xu Ze looked at the middle-aged uncle, paused, and agreed with him. "Uncle! You are right!" "There are no ghosts in this world, there never have been." "We must believe in science and dialectical materialism. The essence of the world is matter. There is matter first in the world, and then there is consciousness. Material determines consciousness, and consciousness is a reflection of matter." He said something righteously to the middle-aged uncle. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.