Chapter 115 You're a bad Taoist nun! You're a bad Taoist nun! Let me go!
Shen Yuepo's gaze swept over the ten team members with their various expressions, finally landing on Wu Feng's face, which was filled with worry.
She understood their responsibilities and concerns, but to put it bluntly, these people would only be a burden to her.
"I'm sure," Shen Yuepo said calmly.
"The situation inside is unclear, the magnetic field is chaotic, and the yin energy is corrosive to the soul. With so many people and such mixed auras, it's easier to be targeted and to trigger unknown chain reactions. In that kind of environment, mutual support could easily become a burden to each other."
She paused, looked into Wu Feng's eyes, and added:
"I'm alone, a small target, and quick to act. If we encounter a danger that even I can't handle, their entry will only increase casualties."
These words are reasonable and well-founded.
Zhang Meng opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to refute, but under Shen Yuepo's gaze, he was speechless for a moment.
The other team members looked at each other, but their anger at being looked down upon dissipated considerably.
Shen Yuepo's words make sense.
They knew better than anyone the eeriness of Black Wind Pass. The team that went in with those three a couple of days ago had almost all lost contact.
Zhang Meng clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
He remembered a teammate he had dragged back from the edge of Black Wind Pass yesterday.
The man who once subdued a vengeful ghost with his bare hands was found bleeding from all seven orifices, yet strangely humming a nursery rhyme.
"But..." a young team member couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "Those three masters who went in before looked much better than her..."
He didn't finish speaking, but everyone understood.
The three men were a hundred-year-old lightning-struck wooden sword, a purple-gold Taoist robe, and even the treasure of Longhu Mountain.
In comparison, Shen Yuepo's windbreaker and slender figure were hardly convincing.
Wu Feng looked at Shen Yuepo.
He has been handling cases for many years and has seen too many so-called experts, some of whom are just pretending to be wise, and some of whom are just bluffing.
But this young woman was different; the calmness and confidence in her eyes couldn't be faked.
He recalled Zhao Yan's high praise for her over the phone...
Wu Feng closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his eyes showed a resolute expression.
"good!"
"Master Shen, be careful! We'll stay here and be ready to assist you at any time. Take your communication equipment with you; although it might malfunction, as long as there's even a sliver of signal..."
"I know."
Shen Yuepo checked the backpack buckles one last time and hung the communicator, which was said to have super anti-interference capabilities, on the inside pocket of his windbreaker.
She didn't say another word. She turned and walked out.
Wu Feng addressed the team members: "Set up camp outside the cordon at the entrance of Black Wind Pass and be ready to provide support at any time."
All they can do now is wait.
On the other side, as soon as Shen Yuepo entered Black Wind Pass, the light suddenly dimmed, and the faint morning light outside the mountain was instantly shut out, as if it were two different worlds.
The surroundings were eerily quiet; even the chirping of insects and birds had vanished, with only the terrifying howling of the mountain wind as it swept through the dense forest.
The compass in his hand spun wildly, losing its direction.
The communicator Wu Feng had given him in his pocket went out instantly, turning into a cold piece of scrap metal.
The real Black Wind Pass bared its hideous fangs at Chen Yuepo.
Shen Yuepo remained expressionless, only tightening the hair tie around her high ponytail.
She leaped up and nimbly climbed a large tree.
The rough bark brushed against her palm, carrying a damp chill.
She stood on a trembling branch, squinting as she gazed into the distance.
Although the light was still dim, one could vaguely see the depths of the mountain valley to the northeast, where a faint crimson hue peeked through the swirling gray mist.
That place is undoubtedly the source of the Yin energy in the entire Black Wind Pass, and also the place where the missing persons are most likely to be trapped.
Shen Yuepo nimbly slid down the tree trunk and sped off in the locked direction.
She was even somewhat excited, wondering what kind of power this vengeful ghost in Black Wind Valley possessed.
Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end, and a chill ran down my spine.
The fog ahead suddenly thickened, and a dark shadow could be vaguely seen wriggling within it.
Countless mournful cries seemed to echo in the air.
Wow, just what I wished for came true.
Shen Yuepo curled her lips and slid a golden talisman from her sleeve.
She stared at the approaching mass of black mist, a glint of excitement flashing in her eyes:
"You've come at the perfect time," she said softly. "I was just looking for someone to practice on."
Before the cold, battle-ready smile on Shen Yuepo's lips could fade, the black mist, accompanied by a biting, chilling wind, lunged at her.
There was no fear in Shen Yuepo's eyes.
The golden talisman at her fingertips was instantly activated, "Break Barriers and Manifest! Imperial Decree!"
With a wave of her hand, the yellow talisman transformed into a golden light, shooting into the center of the onrushing black mist.
A burst of golden light erupted, and the power to ward off evil instantly tore apart the black mist.
The black mist let out a mournful shriek and churned violently.
The fog quickly dissipated, revealing what was hidden inside.
However, the grotesque and terrifying image of the ghost that was expected did not appear.
Where the golden light dissipated, a little boy who looked about seven or eight years old was curled up on the ground.
He was dressed in tattered clothes, like an ancient style, his face was deathly pale, and his lips were bluish-black.
Her large eyes were filled with tears as she stared at Shen Yuepo with a mixture of fear and anger.
He clutched his arm, which had just been scorched by the golden light, pointed at Shen Yuepo, and cried out in a shrill voice:
"You wicked nun! Waaah... I'm going to call my sister to beat you up! I'll beat you to a pulp!"
Shen Yuepo: "..."
The coldness and fighting spirit on her face froze instantly, replaced by astonishment.
It was just a child?
And... a Taoist nun? A wicked Taoist nun?
She looked down at her clothes. How did she look like a Taoist nun?
What's wrong with that kid's eyes?!
Shen Yuepo frowned slightly, not only not letting her guard down, but feeling even more strange.
She walked up to him and looked down at the little boy who was sobbing.
The cries, filled with intense resentment, assaulted one's mind and spirit.
However, Shen Yuepo's soul remained steadfast and unmoved.
She suddenly reached out, grabbed the little boy by the back of his collar, and lifted him up like a chick, making him lift his feet off the ground.
"Little brat," Shen Yuepo's voice remained cold and clear, "has anyone told you..."
The little boy was so frightened by her that his crying stopped, and he stared in terror at her face so close to his.
Shen Yuepo stared at his tear-filled eyes and slowly added:
"Is 'Taoist nun' an insult?"
The little boy was clearly taken aback by her words, paused for a moment, and then, disregarding everything else, started crying and shouting again:
"Bad Taoist nun! Bad Taoist nun! You are the bad Taoist nun! Let me go!"
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