The sound of something being dragged echoed through the silent apartment lobby.
Yang Jian emerged from a room expressionlessly, dragging a chair behind him.
"Captain Yang, what are you doing with a chair?"
Sun Rui stood in the middle of the lobby with his cane, watching this strange behavior in confusion.
"Sleeping," Yang Jian said.
Sleeping?
Sun Rui was immediately puzzled. "Sleeping here? Did your wife kick you out? Did you have nowhere else to go, so you came here to sleep?"
Yang Jian looked at him. "How did you come up with such a strange idea?"
"Maybe I've watched too many TV dramas lately, so my imagination got carried away," Sun Rui said.
"If you're bored, you should read more books instead of watching television."
Yang Jian said, "I'm going to fall asleep here, but after I do, I'll come into contact with a fierce ghost in my dream. My body may show some unusual reactions during that time. Keep an eye on me, and seal me away if necessary."
Sun Rui froze for a moment before nodding. "So that's what this is about. Don't worry. Hell Apartment used to be Ghost Post Office, and Ghost Post Office itself has the ability to detain fierce ghosts. Even if something happens, it won't affect the outside."
"I know. That's exactly why I chose to sleep here." As Yang Jian spoke, he placed the chair in the middle of the lobby.
After sitting down, he propped the spear in his hand beside him, then slowly rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs.
"Why are you rolling up your clothes before going to sleep?" Sun Rui could not help asking as he watched Yang Jian's bizarre actions.
"So my clothes don't get wet."
"Your clothes can get wet while you sleep?" Sun