Ju Juan's mind went blank, the female ghost... was peeing, and she was doing it standing up. She had never imagined that the ghost in front of her was actually a man!
No wonder they could never find out the identity of the female ghost, because they had been wrong from the very start!
Soon, the oddly dressed male ghost with disheveled hair, wearing a skirt and high heels, finished urinating, occasionally leaving a few streams of blood-stained urine on the ground.
Hidden behind the curtain, Ju Juan witnessed everything, not daring to breathe heavily. She was waiting, waiting for the ghost to leave.
But the next second, the male ghost in a skirt suddenly turned around, his eyes filled with resentment glaring at Ju Juan through the gaps in his long hair. Before Ju Juan could react, the only barrier between them, the curtain, was torn apart. She was grabbed by her hair and dragged out of the bathtub, slamming hard against the wall.
"Thud!"
