At dusk, Upper Mountain County seemed to be shrouded in a faint haze of blood beneath the western blaze of clouds and setting sun. This was the last trace of light before nightfall.
Within a narrow alley hemmed in by dense buildings, Luo Qiao held a feng shui compass in one hand as she walked slowly along. Her bright eyes darted left and right, up and down, as though she were investigating something.
"Ugh, this is so annoying! How could anyone possibly catch up with us?" Luo Qiao had just arrived at an intersection. After standing there for a while and glancing toward the three branching paths, she said impatiently, "Seriously, I'm a third-year student, yet I have to listen to some second-year barking orders at me. What kind of crap is that? If the president hadn't repeatedly told me to, I'd have slapped that bastard around!"
She spat without a shred of decorum and headed down the path to her left.
"Hm?"
Suddenly, the needle on the feng shui compass trembled violently before spinning around and pointing in a certain direction. Luo Qiao immediately fixed a sharp gaze in that direction. Then she drew out a talisman bearing the image of an eye and activated it. Before long, Luo Qiao let out a breath. "So it's Ju-On! I knew it..." Then she continued down the road.
Meanwhile, in some concealed corner, Pseudo-Naruto breathed a sigh of relief and muttered inwardly, That damn bitch scared the sweat out of me. I thought I'd been discovered. Then a glint of cold light flashed through his blood-red vertical pupils, but he quickly shook his head and thought, *No, this isn't the time to strike. For some reason, these Chinese aren't afraid of Ju-On. If they destroy the buildings in the city and