Life-Swapping Ghosts, the Best Service

Watching the scenes unfold before me, I instantly identified the traits of these ghosts through the experiences my master had once told me about.

They were a group of Life-Swapping Ghosts.

But judging by their appearance, none of them seemed to be wearing human skin.

These ghosts used the teahouse to attract customers, then offered them all kinds of seemingly "legitimate and cheap" services.

Yet these cheap services were anything but cheap.

Through those services, these Life-Swapping Ghosts constantly siphoned away the lifespan and vital essence of their living customers.

Thus completing transactions or exchanges between service and lifespan.

Avoiding karma and escaping karmic debt.

And thereby achieving their goal of consuming the lifespan and vital essence of the living.

But my master had also said that as long as one committed evil, how could karma and karmic debt possibly be avoided?

It was not that retribution would not come, only that the time had not yet arrived.

It was all nothing more than self-deception!

I had only heard of Life-Swapping Ghosts before.

Yet today, because of those four gambling ghosts, I had found a den of Life-Swapping Ghosts.

Interesting.

I counted them. Including the female ghost in the cheongsam beside me who had opened the door for me, there were twelve ghosts in the hall.

There were men and women alike, and every one of them looked beautiful or handsome.

If they worked at a bathhouse, technicians of this caliber would be considered top-tier.

An hour would cost at least eight hundred or a thousand.

But the female ghost, Wu Zhizhi, had said that the ghosts in this building were ghosts of illness, plagued by the Three Calamities and Six Afflictions. Yet they all looked so beautiful and handsome. They did not seem like it at all! Had they