[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele":3,"chapter-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-150":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Invincible Female Ghost Is A Bit Of A Hopeless Romantic",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1706529,2180,"Chapter 150: What the Hell, Trying to Snatch the Deity of Beauty Too!!","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-150",150,"\u003Cp>High noon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun blazing overhead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside Sanqing Hall of Zhenlong Temple, pale smoke curled up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan stood outside the hall door, pinching a three-section incense stick between his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned his head, glancing at Song Meiqin and Zhao Qiao'er behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two glamorous aunts had deliberately changed their outfits earlier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had shed their opulence and kept only plain elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Meiqin wore a moon-white jacket dress, with a single plain silver pin in her bun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Qiao'er had on a blue-gray cotton dress, and her usually alluring face had no makeup at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Remember the rules?” Lu Yuan asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them bowed their foreheads in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way here, Lu Yuan had reminded them a thousand times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do not speak in the hall, do not laugh, do not turn your back on the deities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When offering incense, hold it with the left hand and protect it with the right, the incense must stand straight, not tilted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the bows, do not turn around, retreat three steps, then step aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Taoist rituals had many intricate rules.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But today they were honoring the ancestral line of Zhenlong Temple, so even if tedious, it must be done respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan turned, crossed the high threshold, and stepped into Sanqing Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The interior was dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three majestic deity statues sat on their thrones, eyes lowered to observe the living.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center was Yuanshi Celestial Master, loosely holding nothing with his left hand, cradling a pearl with his right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the left was the Numinous Treasure Celestial Master, holding a jade ruyi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the right was the Celestial Master of Virtue, holding a fan with sleeves hanging.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three golden figures loomed through the incense smoke, solemn and dignified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the statues, long offering tables were arranged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Incense burners, candlesticks, seasonal fruits, two cups of clear tea, all lined up in order.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan led his two wives in offering incense, silently reciting the prayers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After completing the three purities, the three of them moved into the side hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place enshrined the spirit tablets of Zhenlong Temple’s ancestral lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the top, on a rosewood plaque, large golden characters were brushed in iron strokes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Position of Zhang Jiuting, Perfected Being of the Nine Heavens Responding to Primordial Principles, Upholder of Laws, Celestial Master Commanding Thunder, Illusion-Breaking Golden Thunder].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down along the tablets, one plaque followed another; some ink still fresh, others mottled by time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan’s gaze scanned them, and suddenly stopped at the very bottom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan glanced at an empty plaque at the lowest spot — that place was reserved for the old man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing was written on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lu Yuan knew this was the old man’s preparation for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That in itself wasn’t surprising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elderly folk often prepared burial garments and portraits in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only, this old man had placed such a thing here just before going to meet the Commanding Ghosts’ Liu Family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It gave off a slightly eerie vibe...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan paused for a moment, then stopped looking and composed himself. He stepped to the offering table and stood firm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Meiqin and Zhao Qiao'er lagged half a step behind, holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan took out three-section incense sticks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lit the fire starter and handed one to each wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Receive the incense with your left hand, protect it with your right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Meiqin and Zhao Qiao'er obeyed, taking the three-section sticks with both hands, and slowly knelt toward the ancestral tablets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cushions had been laid out in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They knelt properly, backs straight, both hands raising the incense over their heads with reverence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan held his incense, faced the tablets, and bowed three times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When he rose, he spoke loudly so their voices echoed in the quiet side hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lu Yuan, disciple of Zhenlong Temple, now with my wives Song Meiqin and Zhao Qiao'er, kowtow before the ancestral masters of past generations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the three of them bowed together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One kowtow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two kowtows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three kowtows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the three kowtows, Song Meiqin and Zhao Qiao'er stood and approached the main incense burner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the taught rules, they placed their incense upright into the ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the incense was set, Lu Yuan led them down the row of ancestral tablets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the founding patriarch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan introduced.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Meiqin and Zhao Qiao'er bowed together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the second-generation patriarch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They bowed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan introduced each in turn, and the two women bowed at each tablet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After paying respects to the ancestral line, Lu Yuan guided them to a small incense burner by the side of the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The small burner was unremarkable, far smaller than the one on the offering table, placed in a corner as if forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet its ash tray was full, and a few nearly burnt incense stubs remained upright.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is this for?” Song Meiqin asked softly, Zhao Qiao'er equally curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan gazed at the full ash, paused for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is for the nameless disciples of Zhenlong Temple.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“For those who never made it, those lost halfway, and those who died outside with no remains returned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plain words made the two women’s hearts tighten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan took three-section incense alone, lit it, and carefully placed it into the small burner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They have no tablets, but they’re still Zhenlong Temple’s blood and bone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Meiqin and Zhao Qiao'er exchanged a glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They stepped forward on their own, each took incense, lit it, and respectfully offered it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few new wisps of smoke rose and joined the hall’s incense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan did not bow again; he simply stood quietly before the burner, watching the faint sparks die and flare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All done, let’s go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned and led his wives out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he crossed the threshold, Lu Yuan looked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hall’s incense blazed, ancestral tablets lined the walls in silent watchfulness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the corner’s small burner, the newly placed incense burned brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He withdrew his gaze and strode forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elder Zhou, guarding outside the door, stepped up and slowly closed the heavy hall doors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Afternoon sunlight warmed the three of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Qiao'er exhaled a long breath and patted her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally out. I didn’t even dare breathe in there earlier.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Song Meiqin shed the solemn demeanor, a lively smile returning to her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In front of those imposing tablets, the pressure had been overwhelming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan looked at his two wives as their defenses fell and their coquettish charm returned, and couldn’t help teasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s there to fear? They’re family. The patriarchs aren’t going to eat you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All right, the rites are done.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two go play mahjong with the Deity of Beauty, I need to go handle Qingwan’s matters in the back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After speaking, he waved and headed for the backyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He left the two still-graceful aunts standing there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They watched their man stride away with brisk decisiveness and both flashed a coquettish, exasperated eye-roll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a little thing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Uses people and then runs off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qingwan’s issue had been temporarily settled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The list of materials to procure was already compiled and handed to Aunt Qiao'er’s chamber of commerce to source.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tongue-restoration ritual had been initiated, only seven days of waiting remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan could finally pull himself free from those matters and dive back into Zhenlong Temple’s mundane affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He plunged in for a full two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From rearranging the routes for disciples to take on errands, to approving large procurement lists,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>to background checks and team assignments for newly accepted disciples — a thousand tasks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhenlong Temple was no longer the quiet little temple it once was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fallout from clearing Nurturing Malevolence Sites had not yet fully settled, and the Celestial Master’s reputation had spread.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clients at the foot of the mountain were practically trampling the temple’s gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an opportunity for Zhenlong Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No room for mistakes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Zhenlong Temple not only had numerous clients, it had many new disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some were children hoping to enter the mountain and learn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others came to offer skills and attach themselves — for example...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many disciples from Baiyun Temple had arrived.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan treated them all the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His principle was clear: separate matters fairly, don’t take out anger on others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earlier incident with Baiyun Temple was the elder’s fault, but the ordinary disciples beneath were innocent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially the Baiyun Temple disciples — compared to some itinerant Taoists, they were more familiar and dependable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you wanted to know someone’s character, a quick inquiry in Fengtian City would suffice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as they weren’t problematic or criminal, they could be accepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, disciples accepted by Baiyun Temple, especially common disciples, were usually fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a top-tier temple with centuries of history, and a foothold near Fengtian City — one of the busiest cities beyond the Wall — their management of common disciples was solid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These newcomers were treasures to Zhenlong Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They could immediately take posts and lead teams on errands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Frankly, they brought experience from top temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying goes, in travel there is always someone to learn from.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Be open-minded; you can’t judge based on past conflicts with Baiyun Temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like in war stories, someone who failed spectacularly might still end up teaching at the military academy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Li didn’t listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lu Yuan was willing to listen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he wouldn’t accept everything — he kept what was good and discarded the bad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Over the next two days, Lu Yuan reorganized Zhenlong Temple’s disciples and formed teams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Speaking of which...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those two boys Wang Cheng'an and Xu Erxiao, who used to trail after Lu Yuan like puppies calling him Brother Lu,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>had become people others referred to as “Brother Lu.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These two had followed Lu Yuan through many travels and seen a lot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although still a bit green, leading a few newly initiated junior brothers to handle minor possession-clearing errands was well within their capability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For two days, Lu Yuan locked himself in his room, leaving only to relieve himself and otherwise not stepping out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meals were delivered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Qingwan, Aunt Qiao'er, Aunt Qin, and the others...!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those four were doing fine these two days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They sat together in Qingwan’s side hall, chatting and playing mahjong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was actually quite good; for Aunt Qiao'er and Aunt Qin, having things to do and not being stuck idle in the temple was pleasant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Gu Qingwan, Lu Yuan thought it was good too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps Gu Qingwan didn’t know what loneliness was, or perhaps she had no concept of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she had been solitary; now Aunt Qiao'er and Aunt Qin talked with her every day...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan felt this was nice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he hadn’t seen Qingwan seem annoyed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She now followed along with the games, waving left three rounds, right three rounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the Deity of Beauty...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This round was hers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was the happiest of all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Lu Yuan had to describe her personality, it was truly easygoing and carefree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Last time when she met Qingwan, Qingwan nearly strangled her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the second time they met, she went up and dragged people into mahjong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not afraid, not holding grudges — as if she had simply forgotten the earlier incident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan could only say she was awesome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Being able to pull people into daily mahjong was a blessing for someone so carefree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the saying goes?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Enjoy it to the fullest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>......\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the third day, dawn pale and soft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door was pushed open, Lu Yuan stepped out, greeted the rising sun, and stretched hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His joints crackled like frying beans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two days of exhaustive effort had delivered months of order to the temple’s future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The satisfaction of personally putting everything back on track was intoxicating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally coming out of the room.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Lu Yuan could lower his stretching hands, a sweet voice appeared beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan turned and saw the Deity of Beauty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned in the doorway, her glance flickering with a teasing pout.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although she wasn’t Lu Yuan’s type of voluptuous, broad-shouldered mature beauty, one could not deny:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deity of Perfection was not named for nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She casually leaned against the doorframe, one toe lightly touching the floor, her silhouette tracing a breathtaking curve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dawn gilded her with a soft edge, making her seem otherworldly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In her hand she held a pear with a small bite taken out, the dark fruit making her fingertips look even paler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deity’s beauty wasn’t one particular style; it was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That face — Lu Yuan had seen it many times, and each time it still struck him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not merely stunning, but jolting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like first seeing a sunrise, the sea, a sky full of stars — an unguarded shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her brows and eyes were exquisitely natural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not artificially sculpted, but organically perfect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brows neither too thick nor too thin, framing star-bright eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes neither large nor small, just right for that face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A nose neither high nor low, exactly supporting the facial contours.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfection within perfection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But... as before, others might fall for her, but Lu Yuan would not.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why not playing mahjong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still one short, looking for me to fill in?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan lowered his hand and teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At his words, the Deity of Beauty rolled her eyes at him with all the charm of a seasoned flirt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hmm...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn’t behaved like this before; this coquettish, flirtatious eye-roll must have been learned from Aunt Qin or Aunt Qiao'er.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re imagining things.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Qingwan wanted frozen pears, I’m bringing some from the dining hall, happened to see you coming out.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deity said this and produced three dark frozen pears from behind her back with a flourish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan watched her small, triumphant expression and smirked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d even picked up the accent from beyond the Wall!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect timing, I’ll come along.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan set off toward the side hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deity floated after him, handing him the pear she’d bitten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here, want a bite?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan looked at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The little bite still held a bead of crystal-clear juice, glinting in the sunlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It did look tempting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan reflexively reached for it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She flicked her wrist and dodged his hand, hiding the three pears behind her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she pushed the bitten one forward again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a light lift of her brows she coquettishly said:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Eat mine, those are for them!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He kept silent. The Deity briefly pouted in mock offense:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What do you mean, you reject me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our fates are all tangled together, I helped you so much...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before the Deity finished, Lu Yuan took the bitten pear from her hand,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and in front of her, bit hard into the exact spot she had just bitten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The icy sweet juice exploded in his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chewing the pear, he mumbled through his mouthful:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You pick up things fast. Between your stay in Fengtian City and these two days, your accent’s completely changed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his action, any earlier displeasure vanished; her eyes curved into crescent moons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not bad?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Very good.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he took another big bite of the pear and, curious, asked:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You brought Qingwan along; you two get along well these past two days?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deity nodded proudly at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm-hmm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We had no grudge before; last time it wasn’t because of you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan: “....”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, that made it sound like she was the instigator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan dropped the subject and suddenly thought of something, looking at the Deity with interest:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These past nights, why have you been squatting by the west gate of the rear hill every night?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan had noticed this over the past days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides playing mahjong, the Deity liked wandering the temple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise, after Aunt Qiao'er and Aunt Qin stopped playing, she would wander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, those two big aunts were ordinary people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They might play mahjong, but not all day and night — that’d wear them out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Usually after dinner, Aunt Qiao'er and Aunt Qin would rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that time, the Deity would go out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That alone wasn’t odd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As an object-turned-deity, she had a natural affinity for temple buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to peek into Sanqing Hall, the side hall, each room in the backyard — she roamed like a curious child.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the end, she would sit at the west gate and stay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How did Lu Yuan know?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First, their fates were entangled — she could find him and he could vaguely sense her location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second... Lu Yuan had once stepped out to relieve himself and grabbed a midnight snack at the dining hall, and had seen her with his own eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At first he didn’t think much of it, assuming she was bored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later he realized she was truly “keeping watch.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each night after dark, she set up a small stool and sat properly at the mountain gate, those exquisite eyes fixed on the blackness below the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d sit there all night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Lu Yuan was busy earlier, he didn’t ask; he finished and went straight back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now he was curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing him, the Deity blinked and a rare serious look crossed her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Something wants to come up.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan: “?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What thing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deity pondered, trying to find the right word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not a person.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Not a ghost either.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“More like... some other things.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan looked at her with a continued question mark on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her delicate brows slightly knit; she tilted her head, struggling to form the sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, she forced out an uncertain line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They... made me feel familiar, yet hateful.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They told me I was one of them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Deity paused, then looked up at Lu Yuan, confusion in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m a deity.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They... seem to be deities too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They said deities shouldn’t guard gates for mortals, that I should come with them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan’s expression stiffened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He blinked, digesting the information in that sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theoretically, the Deity of Beauty was an object-turned-deity, a true divinity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She indeed shouldn’t be guarding human gates.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That much was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was here because their fates were tangled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once that entanglement was untied later, no one could keep her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the problem was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of dogshit thing wants to abduct the Deity of Beauty?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trying to kidnap someone right at Zhenlong Temple’s doorstep, are you serious?!\u003C\u002Fp>",3080,"2026-06-06T14:45:54.833Z",1,"novelbin.me","045a4e7687f11991871138b68c7eb38a51f57bf88608bf83de2f4b2e277aa7dc",null,"the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-149",241,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-cover.jpg"]