Ghost Stories from the Underworld

I am a security guard in a community in the outer suburbs. When I was on duty, I always patrolled the cold garage at night. I was accompanied by a colleague named Li Hui. Brother Hui is a nice person and takes good care of me every time he patrols. But in the past few days, I have clearly felt that my energy has been declining. I thought I had a cold, but I didn't want to be discovered by the third master of the security team. "Boy, your Hunyang essence has almost been sucked dry by him!" I thought he was driving. He told me that Li Hui, who patrolled with me every day, died a month ago.