I, Ji Qiyan, a test sleeper at Haunted Mansion, was asked to comb my hair in front of the mirror in the living room at midnight on my first day of employment. After combing it a hundred times, the closet door behind me will open by itself, and the things inside will "answer" for me. But when I combed my hair seventy-three times, a pair of bruised hands suddenly stretched out in the mirror and strangled my neck. The face reflected was not mine, but a woman with a split mouth from the corner of her ear to her ears. She sneered: "The last sleep tester died in this mirror." The next second, the spiritual vision ability in my body suddenly awakened, and all the resentful spirits in the villa in front of me emerged densely. I grabbed the female ghost's wrist bone with my backhand and grinned: "Sorry, I've already seen your file in the bureau." - From that day on, I became the King of Hell in the supernatural world. No matter how bad the house is, as long as I sleep for one night, the ghosts will kneel down and beg me to move.
