Looking at the massive collapsed slope, I couldn't help thinking of that rainy night on Chicken Head Mountain, when Zhang Yuchen had kicked off a landslide with one foot.
I couldn't resist teasing him.
"Zhang Yuchen, this reminds me of the landslide you kicked up on the back mountain of Shen Family Village."
Zhang Yuchen chuckled twice when he heard that.
"Can't help it. That's strength!"
Good grief, the kid was actually proud of himself.
Pan Ling rolled her eyes beside us.
But the mission was more important, so I didn't continue the topic and said instead.
"I'll go down first and scout the way. Move when I signal you."
The three of them nodded.
I put on the Phantom Moon Cloak and began making my way down the slope.
The collapse must have happened many years ago, so the slope was covered with vegetation, loose rocks, and channels carved out by rainwater.
Using the downward-running channels and vegetation, I slowly made my way down.
I wasn't in a hurry. After sneaking forward a certain distance, I would look around and continue only after confirming it was safe.
Here, I could sense waves of ghostly yin energy.
Every now and then, I could see wandering ghosts below the slope.
Those ghosts seemed to be moving in a pattern, as though they were on patrol.
The slope was quite large, so it took me a full twenty minutes or so to get down.
When I reached the bottom, I looked around and discovered that the area wasn't safe.
Under a pile of rocks to my front left, an Old Ghost was clearly standing guard.
The Old Ghost wore black burial clothes and was hunched over.
His skin was yellowed, and he stood motionless beneath the rock pile.
He looked like a