My Neighbor Is a Trickster

Introduction to "My Neighbor is a Judge" The first night I moved into No. 1137, I knew I was in trouble. No. 1138 Next door obviously does not exist, but "someone" knocked on my door at midnight. The property computer shows that the head of the household is named Qin Mu, and he has lived there for five years - but the surveillance has never captured him entering or leaving the house. He has no shadow in the sun, and he calls himself "Judge Wei." My name is Lin Zhi, and I am born to be able to hear the voices of dying people. This curse made me live like an island, but it also made me discover: there are rules hidden in this building - the stairs that count to eighty-one at midnight will eat people, the doorbell that is three long and two short in the morning cannot be opened, and the reflection in the bathroom mirror may replace you. And Qin Mu handed me a piece of paper that read: "Countdown to the incinerator: 14 days. Living people will need to be enshrined at that time. The next person on the list is you." My mother disappeared in this building sixteen years ago. The only last words she left behind were: "When you are being measured on the 81st floor, don't go into the bathroom and look in the mirror." I started to investigate the truth, but found that my birth was not recorded at all - I was a "black account" in the mysterious rule system, a bug that should not exist. Qin Mu said that it was a miracle that I survived. And when he said this, nine of the lights in the incinerator had gone out. There are three left. Chinese horror + Western ghost stories + rules reasoning + black humor Living your life as if you are crazier than a ghost is the only way out.