[{"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-165":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},1706353,2180,"Chapter 165: Hiss!!!! Hu Tutu?!!","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-165",165,"\u003Cp>Lu Yuan returned to his room, slung the pack he had prepared last night over his shoulder, turned, and walked out the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't take the main road through the mountain gate, but descended via the small path at the back of the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This path was shorter; though somewhat harder to traverse, it could save nearly half an hour.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Morning light filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan walked swiftly, his steps carrying a breeze, and he was down the mountain in no time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the foot of this mountain path was a small village called Willow Tree Hamlet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the village entrance was an old handler who specialized in tethering horses and renting out donkeys.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old man, rent me a horse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old handler was squatting by the door smoking a long-stemmed pipe. He looked up at Lu Yuan, squinting to recognize him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Going on another long trip?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Going to Huai Shu Gully. Round trip will take two days. Need a decent horse.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old handler tapped out his pipe bowl, stood up, and walked inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got one, got one. A good runner just arrived the other day. Wait a moment.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he led out a blue-gray horse. Its coat was glossy, its hooves stout and strong—it looked sturdy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan took the reins, swung himself onto the horse, fished a ten-yuan note from his pocket, and tossed it to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks, old man.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a flick of the whip, the blue-gray horse broke into a run.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The old handler's voice came from behind:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daoist Priest! This is too much!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice grew fainter and fainter, finally swallowed by the wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan rode the horse along the mountain path, heading north all the way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horse ran fast. Trees on both sides of the road sped past, fields, villages, and hills all flashing by one after another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he traveled, Lu Yuan focused his mind into the space between his eyebrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those three little paper figurines had been flying for four days now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan closed his eyes, forming a \"Spirit Communication Seal\" with his hands before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right thumb pressed against the base of his ring finger, index and middle fingers extended forward together, his left hand supporting his right elbow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Daoist hand seal specifically used to sense ritual tools that had been sent out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He chanted softly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Essence and blood return to me, paper figurines return to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My eyes are your eyes, my ears are your ears.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Three steps a following, five steps an accompanying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles, do not be lost, do not be separated.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chanting, Lu Yuan pressed the index and middle fingers of his right hand to the space between his eyebrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sudden heat blossomed there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he \"saw.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise, he sensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The location of the paper figurines appeared in his mind like tiny points of light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, he was simply too far from Hu Tutu. Lu Yuan could no longer directly borrow their vision; he could only rely on that faint thread of true sensation to perceive their position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The middle one had already entered the outskirts of Heishui Lingzi and had stopped, motionless, on an old tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You know what, that little girl Hu Tutu had really traveled fast these past four days.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was already at Heishui Lingzi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, for the Hu Family of Continuing the Lamp to perform their continuation ritual, they had to wait until night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Hu Tutu would say, who lights a lamp during the day?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, even though Hu Tutu had already entered Heishui Lingzi, Lu Yuan setting out now was still in time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around nine or ten at night, Lu Yuan would be able to arrive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That time would be roughly when Hu Tutu would be performing her technique!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking this, Lu Yuan flicked his whip again, and the blue-gray horse ran even faster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At noon, Lu Yuan passed through a town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't stop, just gnawed on some dry rations on horseback, drank some water, and continued his journey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the afternoon, the road began to narrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The official road turned into a dirt path, the dirt path turned into a mountain trail. The trees on either side grew denser, signs of human habitation fewer and fewer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan knew they were nearing Huai Shu Gully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reined in the horse and pressed his hand to the space between his eyebrows again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the sensed location of the paper figurine was exactly the same as in the morning; it hadn't moved at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan opened his eyes, looking at the mountain path ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sun had already begun to slant westward. In another couple of hours, it would be dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed to reach Huai Shu Gully before dark, then enter the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked the whip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blue-gray horse whinnied and charged into the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountain path grew steeper and narrower.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Trees on both sides blotted out the sky and sun, and the light dimmed abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was clearly afternoon, yet it felt like dusk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan paid no mind to this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holding the reins with one hand, he periodically pressed the other to the space between his eyebrows, sensing the paper figurine's location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After another hour of riding, Lu Yuan reined in the horse and dismounted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tethered the horse to a tree, patting its neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The horse snorted and lowered its head to graze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan shouldered his pack, took a deep breath, and strode into the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was hardly any path left here; the horse couldn't go further. The rest depended on Lu Yuan himself forging ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sky had completely darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moon hadn't risen yet. The mountain forest was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan fished a talisman paper from his pack, folded it into the shape of a small lantern, and chanted, \"Fire, urgently, as by the law's command.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The talisman paper *whooshed* into flame, hovering by his shoulder, illuminating a three-foot radius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was \"Talisman Fire\"—it didn't burn the hand, wasn't extinguished by wind, specifically for traveling at night.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He walked over fallen leaves and scattered stones, stepping deep then shallow as he advanced into the mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The path had long vanished. He relied entirely on the compass for direction and the sensation in his heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking for about half an hour, the moon climbed over the eastern mountain ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight filtered through the dense leaves, casting mottled shadows in the forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those shadows swayed with the wind, as if something was peering from the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be accurate, there *were* things.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they were just little nuisances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The [Vanquish Demons and Exorcise Evil] system didn't mark them; Lu Yuan relied entirely on his own Spiritual Sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In a place so remote and devoid of Vitality Energy like this, it would be strange if there *weren't* these little nuisances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan stopped, pressing his hand to the space between his eyebrows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sensation was still there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That paper figurine was still squatting on that old locust tree, unmoving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He opened his eyes, frowning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Logically, now that the distance was closer—at most seven or eight *li* left—he should be able to see things by borrowing the paper figurine's eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just now, when he tried, the sensation at his brow felt blocked by something, fuzzy and indistinct.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only sense the location, but couldn't \"connect\" no matter what.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was like looking through a thick pane of frosted glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan took out a piece of yellow paper, bit the tip of his tongue, drew a \"Thousand-Mile Eye Talisman\" with the blood, and stuck it to his brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chanted the incantation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brow was a chaotic mess; he couldn't see anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took out another \"Spirit Communication Talisman,\" folded it into a triangle, and clasped it between his palms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chanted again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still useless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sense of obstruction grew stronger, as if something was desperately suppressing Lu Yuan's technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's heart sank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something was intercepting the connection to the paper figurine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This didn't panic Lu Yuan too much. If that was the case...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it precisely proved one thing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Faceless Malevolent Deity was right here!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All of this was naturally related to that Faceless Malevolent Deity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, he, a genuine Celestial Master Realm practitioner...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Lu Yuan wasn't fully recovered yet, but even if not completely restored, he was now seventy to eighty percent recovered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the Daoist practitioners beyond the Great Wall, that was considered formidable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever could intercept Lu Yuan's methods must be that Malevolent Deity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It's not necessarily that the paper figurine was discovered by the Malevolent Deity or something; perhaps it was due to the Malevolent Deity's evil aura, or something similar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, this served as a reminder for Lu Yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Faceless Malevolent Deity was probably quite powerful. He needed to be cautious and careful, not careless or reckless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan looked down at the black-mirror compass in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The compass needle was still quivering slightly, pointing northeast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the direction of the black water pool, also the direction where the paper figurine was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan held the compass in his palm and took out the seven Seven-Star Coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seven copper coins strung on a red cord, originally used for locking souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they had another use!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wrapped the Seven-Star Coins around the compass, the red cord winding three times, the coins precisely lodged at the seven directions on the compass edge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he bit his left middle finger, letting a drop of blood fall onto the black mirror at the compass's center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood drop was instantly absorbed by the black mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mirror surface flashed briefly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan held the compass with both hands, closed his eyes, and began to chant:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heaven clear, earth numinous, Seven Stars guide the way.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Essence and blood as the guide, the compass as the eye.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thousands of obstacles, ten thousand blockages, break and open the path.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I invoke the decree of Supreme Elder Lao Jun!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chanting, he abruptly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black mirror on the compass began to show images.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not clear images, but fuzzy, watery, ripple-like shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lu Yuan could understand them. They were the path he had walked, the outline of the mountain forest, the direction the moonlight fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most importantly, a tiny point of light appeared in the black mirror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the paper figurine's location.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using his essence and blood as a guide, the compass forcibly broke through part of the \"evil aura\" blockade, pointing him a way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan held the compass, following the direction of the light point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After walking for about the time it takes an incense stick to burn, an old locust tree appeared ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tree was huge; several people linking arms couldn't encircle it. Its branches and leaves were dense, like a giant umbrella.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight shone on the tree, casting a large patch of deep black shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan stopped and looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a branch, a small thing was squatting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the paper figurine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Motionless, as if fixed in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the motionless paper figurine, Lu Yuan sucked in a sharp breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the paper figurine was here, then under normal circumstances, Hu Tutu should also be here!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be precise, she should be in the surrounding area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because, being mindful of those \"gods\" following behind Hu Tutu, the paper figurine wouldn't follow too closely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the distance wouldn't be too far either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan looked around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nothing unusual.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No black mist, no movement, nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The danger alert from [Vanquish Demons and Exorcise Evil] also hadn't triggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan took out the \"Thunder Ancestor Command\" talisman from his pack and hung it on his belt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he walked to the old locust tree and looked up at the paper figurine on the branch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said softly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper figurine wobbled slightly, as if it understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it simply couldn't move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if something was pressing down on it, preventing movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Lu Yuan frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took out a Yellow Talisman from his robe, rapidly chanted an incantation, and then threw it at the tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The talisman paper flew into the air and *whooshed* into flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The firelight illuminated the entire tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the branches, faint, thread-like things could be seen, wrapped around the paper figurine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The threads were black, blending with the night. You couldn't see them without looking carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan's expression darkened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were \"Spirit-Binding Threads.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Threads condensed from a Malevolent Deity's own aura, specifically used to trap spirit-type entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper figurines weren't spirits, but they carried Lu Yuan's essence and blood, his true substance, making them half-spiritual entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder they couldn't fly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He drew the Exorcism Dagger from his waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dagger body was black, but the blade edge gleamed with a faint light under the moonlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan gripped the dagger and climbed up the tree trunk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching the paper figurine, he gently sliced with the dagger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black threads, upon touching the blade, immediately snapped, emitting a *sizzling* sound, like something being scorched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan reached out and grabbed the paper figurine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment it touched his hand, Lu Yuan felt a slight struggle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper figurine seemed to be tugged by something, trying to escape his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking down, a few broken \"Spirit-Binding Threads\" still clung to the paper figurine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though severed, the threads were still wriggling slightly, like earthworms in their death throes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan pinched those threads with two fingers and pulled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Sizzle—*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A soft sound, and the threads completely snapped, dissolving into a wisp of black smoke that dissipated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did the paper figurine become completely still, lying limply in his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan brought the paper figurine close to his eyes, examining it carefully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the earliest one sent out, the one that had been following Hu Tutu all along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The seal script on the paper figurine was still there, but the color had faded considerably, as if worn down by something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The edges of the paper figurine were slightly curled in a few places, as if scorched by fire, or as if something had brushed against it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were signs of erosion by evil aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This paper figurine had followed Hu Tutu into Heishui Lingzi, trailed her for four days, and finally been trapped on this old locust tree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What it had seen, the path it had taken, everything it had felt was still \"recorded\" on it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how to make it \"speak\"?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary spirit communication arts were useless now. This area was covered by the Malevolent Deity's \"evil aura,\" and spells were heavily suppressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, he used the compass and Seven-Star Coins to forcibly break through the evil aura—that relied on the power of ritual tools.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, to read the \"memories\" stored on the paper figurine, a more direct method was needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan thought for a moment, then took out a piece of yellow paper from his pack and spread it on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He placed the paper figurine in the center of the yellow paper, then took out a cinnabar brush from his robe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brush tip loaded with cinnabar, he didn't immediately write. Instead, he closed his eyes and formed a \"Trace-Chasing Seal\" with his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Right thumb pressing the ring finger, index and middle fingers extended together, left hand gripping the right wrist, thumb pressing the back of the right hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Daoist hand seal specifically used to trace the \"memories\" of objects, also called the \"Returning Light Seal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He began to chant:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heaven and earth, profound ancestor, the root of all energy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Extensively cultivated through ten thousand kalpas, proving my spiritual power.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Within and beyond the three realms, only the Dao is revered.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The body has golden light, covering and illuminating my form.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching this point, he opened his eyes and pressed the index and middle fingers of his right hand to the paper figurine's brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the paper figurine's brow was a tiny red dot—the drop of essence blood Lu Yuan had placed there initially.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Essence and blood as the guide, the paper figurine as proof.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Events of three days, reappear before the eyes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thousands of obstacles, ten thousand blockages, do not conceal the truth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Urgently, urgently, as by the law's command!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the final line, he pressed down with his finger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paper figurine trembled slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, Lu Yuan's vision blurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan \"saw.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not clear images, but intermittent, old film-like fragments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw Hu Tutu walking on a mountain path, the two little buns on her head swaying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked slowly, stopping now and then to pick a wildflower or a leaf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight shone on her, on her little face, clean and pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw her walk past the black water pool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pool water was ink-black, reflecting the moon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She squatted by the pool's edge, reached out as if to touch the water, withdrew her hand halfway, mumbling something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw her circle around the black water pool and head towards the back mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountain grew steeper, the trees denser. Hu Tutu climbed up step by step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Reaching halfway up the mountain, she stopped and looked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was looking in the direction where the paper figurine was hiding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she didn't discover the paper figurine. She just glanced, then continued forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Pat!*\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan was slapped on the back from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan: \"???\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sent a shiver down Lu Yuan's spine, raising goosebumps all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yuan tightened his grip on the Exorcism Dagger and whirled around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And when he saw the person behind him, Lu Yuan's pupils couldn't help but contract sharply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hiss!!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hu Tutu?!!\u003C\u002Fp>",2992,"2026-06-06T14:45:54.833Z",1,"novelbin.me","107d4d02a8dd4fa521ce36f634d963537e48a137686fff2236b008a215889da8","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-166","the-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-chapter-164",241,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-invincible-female-ghost-is-a-bit-of-a-hopele-cover.jpg"]