Lin Sanjiu flew straight back to the pharmacy store without even pausing for a breather. She nearly fell out of the sky when she reached it. She had spent only less than thirty minutes escaping from that team from The Munitions Factory, yet the small pharmacy store was now as crowded as the train station in China during the Lunar New Year's travel rush.
Almost admiring that scene, Lin Sanjiu slowly floated down from the sky. She was dumbstruck as she scanned the huge crowd around the store. She saw all sorts of spirits, those she recognized and many other familiar ones. They were all trying to squeeze their way into the pharmacy store. There was a spirit with the classic hair-covering-face appearance. She also saw a neatly-dressed, silver-haired granny with a faint smile. She spotted a translucent Kuchisake-onna with a scarf around her face and a mouth which stretched from ear to ear...
