The terrifying heavens inside the box

Qian Xiaohao suddenly woke up from the table and looked across at the other side.

"A-You? Where is he?"

The figure that had been lying drunk on the table had vanished without a trace.

He got up and looked around the house, but apart from Ah You, who was nowhere to be found, he didn't find anything else unusual.

I felt inexplicably uneasy, but I couldn't figure out where this premonition came from.

Just then, the screen of the old television in the room suddenly lit up.

"Sizzle..."

No signal, piercing noise—this familiar scene made Qian Xiaohao's eyes widen.

He recalled that scene.

"Wasn't that a dream?!"

Qian Xiaohao stared at the TV, subconsciously taking two steps back, but then felt a strange chill that made the hairs on his back stand on end.

He stiffened and slowly turned his head.

I only caught a glimpse of three wisps of smoke, floating behind me.

Upon witnessing this scene, Qian Xiaohao broke out in a cold sweat and immediately turned around, backing away until his back collided with the old television, leaving him with nowhere to retreat.

But the three figures, appearing and disappearing intermittently, continued to approach...

"Hey! Hey, wake up!"

Qian Xiaohao suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily.

"Wow, why are you all sweaty?"

Ayou, his cheeks flushed, pointed at him, noticing his sweat-drenched appearance:

"If you still want to die, please don't die in my house. Consider it my way of treating you to one last meal."

Qian Xiaohao snapped out of his daze, looked down, and his pupils contracted.

He saw that his two hands were gripping his neck.

What's even stranger is that he was completely unaware of this when he woke up.

I dreamt about it before... I was being entangled by those three ghosts, and my hands were being controlled, they were choking me until I was almost suffocating.

Isn't this exactly the same scene?!

But wasn't that a dream? Why...?

Qian Xiaohao quickly lowered his hand, looked up with lingering fear at Ayou:

Where did you go just now?

"Me? Where else could I go... to the toilet! *burp* I just woke up needing to pee."

After Ah-you finished burping, he pointed at him again and said, "When I came back, I found you choking yourself. How much do you hate yourself? You even wanted to strangle yourself with your eyes closed."

After being teased, Chin Siu-ho's drunkenness dissipated, and he instantly sobered up, feeling a chill of fear and dread.

If this is just a dream, why would I experience this in real life?

But if it wasn't a dream...

"If you're not going to talk about it, then I'm going to sleep now, haha!"

Ah-you yawned and, ignoring the people behind him, lay down on the bed in the bedroom.

At this moment, Qian Xiaohao was not sleepy at all.

The more he looked at the room, the more eerie it seemed.

I wanted to leave, but then I remembered what had just happened and felt a little uneasy about my neighbor.

If those ghosts really exist, they might also haunt the other person. If he leaves, no one will be able to wake Ayou up.

Qian Xiaohao sighed, went to the restroom, and when he returned, he picked up the bottle, poured himself a small glass, and took a sip to sober up...

Silent all night.

"what!"

Ah You woke up with his head covered and sat on the bed to relieve the effects of the alcohol. But as soon as he turned his head, he saw a pair of bloodshot eyes staring intently at his...thigh?

He felt a chill run through him and quickly pulled the blanket over himself, shivering inside.

"Hey! What are you doing... Don't do anything reckless!"

Qian Xiaohao then came to his senses and looked out the window.

Its daybreak.

Ah-you, wrapped in a blanket, peeked out from behind the bedroom door, looking wary.

"Hey! I kindly saved you and even treated you to a meal, don't you dare repay kindness with enmity!"

This left Qian Xiaohao bewildered. "What are you talking about?"

Ayou, who had pulled his head back in, peeked out again, wrapped in the blanket, his tone hesitant:

"You...aren't you that one?"

"What do you mean, 'that'? I did this for your safety. Did you think I stayed up all night just to see you?" Qian Xiaohao, whose sexual fetish was misunderstood, was speechless for a moment.

"For my safety? But I feel safer being alone."

After muttering to himself, Ayou jumped out of the bedroom, wrapped in the blanket, carefully examined the other person, and asked:

"What do you mean by that? Is there something dangerous in my house?"

Qian Xiaohao nodded and then told the other party everything that had happened last night.

Upon hearing this, Ayou pushed up his glasses, his gaze swept across the room, and he inexplicably shuddered.

"Don't scare me! I've been afraid of these things since I was a child."

"I'll coax you into doing it..." Qian Xiaohao said helplessly, only halfway through his sentence.

suddenly!

"Bang bang bang!"

The loud knocking on the door startled the two of them.

"Hey! Do you still want to go to work?"

The sound from outside the door made them relax immediately. Ah-you's expression changed, and he quickly went into the bedroom to find the alarm clock.

"Oh dear! Why is it so late! Why didn't you wake me when the alarm went off?"

Qian Xiaohao grew increasingly helpless: "I called you, I called you more than ten times, but you were sleeping like a log!"

Upon hearing this, Ah-you didn't know what to say. He quickly threw the blanket onto the bed, ran to open the door, and smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, boss, I got up late."

The shopkeeper outside smelled the strong stench of alcohol on him, waved his hand, then pinched his nose and looked disgusted.

"Still in the mood for drinking? Alright, alright, then you don't need to go today."

Upon hearing this, Ayou was taken aback for a moment, then a smile appeared on his face.

Is this for real? Could it be that this guy was possessed by something today and changed his personality?

"You smell terrible, you'll drive all my customers away! It's fine if you don't come for a day, I'm still going to dock a few days' pay anyway..."

Hearing what the boss said as he left, Ayou gave the departing figure in the corridor a hard middle finger while muttering curses under his breath.

Hearing that the other party had their wages docked, Qian Xiaohao also felt somewhat apologetic:

"I'm sorry to have dragged you into this."

Ah-you waved his hand, "I'm used to it."

"But are you telling the truth? I really have it in my house?"

Seeing that the other person looked so scared that he was about to shrink back, Qian Xiaohao had no choice but to connect the image of the brave and decisive Taoist priest Ayou in his mind with the person in front of him.

So it seems that it really was just a revolving lantern?

Ah-you didn't go to work, and was so frightened by Qian Xiaohao's words that he dared not stay in his own room, so he pretended to go and help clean the house.

The two then went to room 2442.

Qian Xiaohao's gaze involuntarily drifted to the cabinet in the corner of the room.

The image that came to mind was two Taoist priests working together to seal a pair of twin female ghosts inside.

He walked to the cabinet, took a deep breath, grabbed the cabinet door handle, and pulled it open... He breathed a sigh of relief.

It was completely empty except for the dust inside.

Ah-you, on the other hand, was attracted by the two sets of opera costumes hanging on the wall.

"I might not be good at martial arts, but what do you think about me playing a zombie? I just have to jump around, right?"

Upon hearing this, Chin Siu-ho turned to look at the other person: "The entire crew is gone, how are you going to act?"

Ah You sighed nonchalantly, "Alas! I was born at the wrong time. It seems this is all I can do for the rest of my life."

As they talked, the two began cleaning the house.

After tidying up the place, Ayou didn't leave, but instead slept on the floor with everyone.

It was late at night.

"jingle!"

Qian Xiaohao suddenly opened his eyes and instinctively looked to his side, only to find Ah You fast asleep. He nudged him gently.

"What... Ha! I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Hey! Didn't you hear me?"

Seeing Qian Xiaohao lower his voice, Ayou rubbed his eyes, dozed off, and picked up the glasses next to him and put them on.

"What was that sound...?"

"Thump!"

Ah-you's mouth was still open, but his voice was interrupted by this.

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

"Thump!"

The two people sleeping on the floor exchanged a glance and, without prior arrangement, looked at the costumes hanging on the wall.

Zombies!