I stared with my mouth hanging open, unable to believe it.
Zheng Xiaoxi had already gotten her face back. She hooked her arms around Bian Sijun from behind and pressed her face against hers. With a gentle nudge, the skin on her face shifted. Blood streamed down from beneath her neck.
Bian Sijun's legs gave way, and she was about to collapse when Zheng Xiaoxi wrapped her arms around her.
Her eyes widened as she stared at the female ghosts appearing all around them like bamboo shoots after rain.
Some of the ghosts had no skin on their faces. Their exposed facial muscles clung to the women's necks, and blood ran down onto the staff members' collarbones.
The ghosts appeared out of nowhere in the steam and easily seized the living.
"Aren't you supposed to be reincarnated?" I asked in disbelief.
Zheng Xiaoxi smiled.
"I can't be reincarnated... No one can be reincarnated now..." The skin on Zheng Xiaoxi's face peeled away completely and hit the floor. It slid slowly along the water on the ground until it reached the drain, then seeped inside.
She covered Bian Sijun's mouth and nose with both hands. The other female ghosts cut off the women's breath, too.
The bathroom filled with muffled groans and the sounds of bodies colliding as they struggled.
Some people were crying, some were furious, and some had already given up.
I stared blankly at the chaos in the bathroom.
No reincarnation... No one could be reincarnated?
Had something happened to the underworld?
Had the worst-case scenario come true?
If no souls could be reincarnated, wouldn't all the dead end up becoming ghosts?
I had no time to think it through.
Everyone in the bathroom had already collapsed to the floor.
The female ghosts wept and laughed as they