Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 135: What Are You Pretending For In Front Of Me?

"I must have given you too much face."

Seeing the relentless posture of the other side, Wang Yunxiao had gotten quite angry on the spot.

People don’t want to wrestle with a dog because they fear getting hurt; it’s simply not worth it.

Yet here you are, actually believing you’re something special, pretending to be an elephant with a leek in your pig’s snout?

Hearing the arrogant barking getting closer, he took out two gunpowder bombs from his pocket, lit the fuses, and threw them directly.

These were commonly called "Palm Thunder" in the past, looking unimpressive like frozen autumn pears, about the size of a fist, and filled with old-fashioned black gunpowder. They were not as powerful or safe as the wooden-stock hand grenades now issued to the military.

Its greatest advantage was that it truly had a history of "subduing demons and eliminating evil."

Many Taoists skilled in alchemy could make these Palm Thunders by hand, tracing back at least a thousand years in history.

It’s said that within the seventy-two orthodox methods of Taoism’s Thunder Magic, at least one-third involve this kind of physical explosion.

Exceptionally effective against demons and evil spirits.

Bang—! Boom—!

Two loud blasts, flames appeared suddenly, and the cries on the other side did not cease.

It sounded like they were bombed miserably, but Wang Yunxiao did not easily let it off for this reason.

You think you are morally superior, drawing the line at some point, but the other party may not appreciate your mercy.

Just then, he heard the sound of a machine mechanism behind him, and Wang Yunxiao, grabbing Matuan by the shoulder, pushed him aside as he made way for the Heavenly Crossbow that was already assembled behind him.

Wang had given Youtiao a gesture, and Youtiao, understanding, turned and led Wormwood’s squad briskly to the front of the team.

Wormwood was carrying a Heavenly Crossbow.

This thing was incredibly heavy and required some time to assemble, and it was extremely inconvenient to operate, but its power was indeed formidable.

They quickened their pace and walked a distance, stopping to begin assembling the crossbow. When Wang Yunxiao threw the gunpowder bombs, the team had just advanced to this spot.

Wormwood’s original nickname was Mouse, because everyone felt he was tall and big but had the heart of a mouse, timid and not manly at all. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Indeed, he had no particular talents, but his two virtues were obedience and his skill at foraging wild vegetables. The wild Popoding and Wormwood he dug up had filled everyone’s stomachs more than once, so it no longer felt right to call him Mouse.

After moving the Heavenly Crossbow back from the police station, Wang Yunxiao had been troubled because at first, while loving this thing, he soon realized no one could use it.

The weight of the Heavenly Crossbow itself and the complicated assembly process required at least two strong people, one to carry the crossbow mechanism, another the ammunition, and someone with a sharp mind to handle the assembly... Yet Wang Yunxiao couldn’t find even one person for the job.

Those with strength, like Guozi, Eryang, and Gangtou, were needed in the frontline, holding the line.

Those with sharp minds, like Chen Yan and Little Gourd had even more critical responsibilities, and Youtiao needed to coordinate commands with him.

Loach was indeed clever, but that cleverness was never used in the right place.

Finally, Sorghum, Wormwood, and Crispy Skin stepped forward.

Sorghum was responsible for carrying the ammunition, Wormwood for the crossbow mechanism, and Crispy Skin for the assembly and disassembly.

The Heavenly Crossbow’s bolts were massive and connected to thin cables at the rear. Its design was not for killing people but for taking down walls like a ballista, or for hunting gigantic creatures like a harpoon gun.

Taking advantage of the moment Matuan cleared the line of fire, Wormwood decisively pulled the trigger.

The Heavenly Crossbow emitted a muffled roar.

A silver streak flashed through the darkness, the cable attached to the crossbow bolt. A piercing scream erupted from the other side, and then the cable instantly tensed, the immense struggle nearly flipping the heavy crossbow mechanism over entirely.

Wormwood pressed firmly on the crossbow mechanism while the others rushed up and grabbed the rope to start a tug-of-war.

It took the bait!

"One, two, three! Pull hard!"

Wang Yunxiao shouted the cadence as several people pulled together, and in no time, the thing in the darkness was dragged to their feet.

By the light of the fire, they finally saw what the monster looked like.

Indeed, it resembled a dog, though they couldn’t tell what breed. It was about the size of a person, with no skin on its body, only exposed flesh, and a layer of pale bone armor enveloping it. Down its back, along its spine, grew a row of long bone spurs with barbs, looking identical to the densely packed ones on Matuan’s shield.

Little bastard, it really has a disgusting appearance.

The crossbow bolt from the Heavenly Crossbow hit it in the hind leg, piercing through the bone and lodging in the gap, making it unable to break free. It had a firsthand experience of being shot, which one could only say was well-deserved.

As it was being dragged over, the dog still struggled to pounce and bite. Wang Yunxiao drew out the Whip of Duke Thunder and targeted its eye socket, jabbing it hard.

Eat my Kunjincao, you little wretch!

Crack—!

In an instant, thunder roared and fire flashed. The dog’s blood-red eyeball burst, leaving behind a deep hollow, and its body suddenly stiffened, unable to move.

Turns out this thing’s also an electric baton.

No wonder it’s fragile.

Wang Yunxiao judged that there should be at least two dogs following behind, not just one.

He kept an eye out for any noise from over there but heard nothing. Mustering his courage, he picked up the lamp and walked back a bit, only to find the other dog already dead with a charred body and a shattered bullet embedded in its head, presumably killed by the gunpowder bomb earlier.

Just the two of you? And you’re crispy-skinned? How dare you!

But soon, Wang Yunxiao cheered up.

The two dogs together must weigh at least a couple of hundred pounds, right?

Look at how these creatures died, tainted from head to toe; they were still caught in the Real World.

It’s hard to distinguish the true from the false in the Outer Dimension, slaying a monster after so much trouble, and only being able to harvest a few scraps. This is understandable.

In the Real World, you can’t tell me that killing a pig will only yield two chunks of meat, not even enough for a stir-fried dish, right?

We’re rich!

Why bother leaving? Time to loot the corpses!

Little Gourd made a sweeping gesture, and the two dogs’ corpses, along with the spikes on Matuan’s shield, were all collected by her.

With gains from the hunt, the team’s morale was instantly different.

From the seriousness and caution of just a moment ago, they shifted to an excited state, as if they were eager for another battle.

Now they suddenly realized, yeah, we’re government officers, what are we afraid of?

No matter what evil spirits come our way, just kill them, and it’s done.

Unfortunately, it seemed the opposition also came to this realization, and during the subsequent journey, they encountered no disturbances and everything remained peaceful.

Returning to the ventilation shaft, climbing to the surface, the Special Service Section’s first mission was successfully completed.