Heavenly Eyes 4: The Haunted Building

My closet is home to three spirit tablets and a statue.

A drowned ghost, an old female ghost from the Republic of China, the vengeful spirit of a foolish girl, and a dark statue of a child.

One loves sweets, another loves spicy food, one foolishly forces me to sleep with her every night, and the other tries every trick in the book to possess me.

They rule my house with an iron fist, demanding three incense sticks morning, noon, and night, not to mention an endless supply of snacks and sweets.

Looking at my dwindling allowance, I sighed deeply.

“It’s time to make some money!”