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Javert then flipped through more pages and finally got there. ''How to kill a Diyu. "''Small master this might help!" Javert read allowed as such. ''To kill a Diyu one must find their weak spot. The Diyu are capable of absorbing certain magical attacks with their ability to soul suck. This makes them incredibly hard to fend off with distance attacks and any type of casting ability. One must use mele weapons and drive the blade into the Diyu's head. A Diyu can also be killed with a spear, arrow, and any type of weapon that will ensure injury to the head or nape area. To incapacitate one you must strike the Achilles heel. ''

Javert enjoyed reading this and adjusted his glasses, ''Unless this happens you must keep you eye on the Diyu they are not particularly strong, but use attack and retreat tactics. The only type of Diyu one must keep wary of is every 100 years when a Snow Diyu is born. Their weakness is in the nape area and they are monsters not capable of using the attack retreat tactics. They use absolute brute strength. The current known Snow-Diyu Liquean is named Yiquan zi de chang mao (Spear of one thousand words) or Chief Yiquan." ''Javert looked at the date which read 300 years ago and read on through the names of people infected by the disease, "1) Beibu Shangqu de nuhuang Diyu (Empress of the Northern Plains), Minjie de Daojie (Underworld's Hell Hound) Liangshie Xiaoshile" and read so on and so forth, "Here we are!" he chirped out, "Xue Guai de weixian Senlin. This is her." he pointed to the picture of the young woman motioning towards FengMian, "All they give in the description is the monster with the beautiful eyes. All the others have individual pages. Well it looks like she's of the Senlin family so..." Javert pointed, "There they are! The Senlin family. Any questions small master!"

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Waist deep in the water Xue was getting her short blonde hair brushed by two different women who had pointed ears and black hair. Their mouths were covered and she continued sighing out enjoying the breeze. She felt her hair be tightened into a tight bun and a few hair pieces put in before she was told it was time to get up. She was handed a robe and dried off when they dressed (in a picture of a dress I will provide) With no hat because she hated them unless for formal events. Instead she wore a pretty headdress with ortaments dangling on branch like appenndages coming out of her hair. A few strands of hair combined to make a perfectly fit hairpiece and she stood up perfectly fine while the servants took a translucent powder and dotted it across her skin. Nothing else was applied to her except for a heavy piece of jewlery.