Hou Wenjie waved to Feng Hongtu and then left the Yunmengze Ghost Affairs Bureau.

He walked at a leisurely pace, amidst the bustling streets filled with pedestrians and traffic.

The eerie wind in his sea of ​​consciousness was completely shattered and then reassembled into a whole.

Hou Wenjie has discovered three abilities of the Ghost Wind so far. It can transform into weapons of various shapes to injure people, or it can transform into a powerful defensive barrier. Both of these abilities seem good, as they can both attack and defend. But the most crucial one is that it can create a ghostly domain.

Within the mysterious realm, a certain kind of spatial folding can be achieved. Hou Wenjie's eyes lit up. Doesn't this conform to the spatial leap theory in scientific theory?

If the Shadow is added, his travel speed will reach a new level.

Without thinking, he walked to a deserted street corner, and on a whim, he put on the Painted Skin Ghost and instantly transformed into a transparent paper figure.

Then, he used the eerie wind as a bow and the eerie shadow as a string, drew the bow and shot an arrow. In the next instant, he was already a hundred meters away!

It's more than twice as fast as before! And this is just the beginning, so there's still room for improvement!

This is truly shrinking the distance to an inch! As the ancient saying goes, "Travel to the North Sea in the morning and to Cangwu in the evening," he could easily do the same at his current speed, and a sense of pride welled up in his heart.

Looking into the distance and determining the direction, he used the [Shrinking the Earth to an Inch] 2.0 version and arrived at Xishan Town, Wenquan Village in just over a minute.

The original residents were forcibly evacuated after receiving notification from relevant departments that a landslide was imminent, and a small squad of soldiers is stationed here.

Under an open shed, Hou Wenjie saw two people he had only seen in photographs before.

The tall, square-faced man is Bai Ze, the deputy director of the Bureau of Mysteries.

The slightly chubby guy with a buzz cut next to him is named Shen Lang.

Both of them looked rather disheveled. Shen Lang, with his buzz cut, had one hand bandaged, while Bai Ze looked even more miserable. Most of his left ear had been cut off and was also bandaged. He was on the phone.

Upon seeing Hou Wenjie's arrival, Bai Ze smiled at him and then continued speaking into the phone:

"Old Feng, I'm hanging up now, the person you were talking about has arrived..."

"No…" came Feng Hongtu's gasp from the other end of the phone.

"Old Bai, you're saying Hou Wenjie has already arrived? How is that possible! He just left the Bureau of Ghostly Affairs, less than two minutes ago! How could he have arrived at Wenquan Village so quickly!"

Well... okay, I can't see through him at all. The matter of the hot spring village might not be a problem for him now. You are luckier than me, as you can witness his sealing process live!

"...Okay, I'm hanging up now. I have a blind date today."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Ze put away his phone, stood up, walked towards Hou Wenjie, extended his hand, and smiled:

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Bai Ze."

Hou Wenjie extended his hand and shook it. "My name is Hou Wenjie."

The man with the buzz cut next to him also extended his uninjured left hand, saying, "My name is Shen Lang!"

After a few brief greetings, they got down to business.

Bai Ze had heard Feng Hongtu briefly say that Hou Wenjie was very strong, but he had never seen how strong he really was. His attitude was to wait and see before questioning.

So he asked:

"The long sword in the hands of the evil corpse is quite extraordinary; it can easily penetrate the defensive barriers of me and Shen Lang."

If it didn't have a fixed movement pattern and only move around on this mountain, it might have caused a great disaster.

"Please let me know your ideas and how you'd like us to cooperate! Hmm... we have three terracotta figures here, that should be enough, right?"

Hou Wenjie smiled and said, "No need for all that trouble! Just give me directions and tell me its approximate location. Oh, and don't resist!"

As he spoke, Hou Wenjie put his left hand on Bai Ze's shoulder and activated the "Shrinking the Earth to an Inch" technique. In the next instant, the two of them appeared a hundred meters away.

Shen Lang, who was inside the shed, was taken aback at first, then took a few steps and shouted, "What about me? You haven't included me yet!"

Hou Wenjie, who was about to leave, heard Shen Lang's shout behind him, and in the next instant, he reappeared in the teahouse.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief and excitedly said, "Take me with you!"

Bai Ze, whose face had been somewhat gloomy, was now at a loss for words. He realized that Hou Wenjie had been teasing them.

But he wasn't angry. He understood immediately that it was essentially a gesture of goodwill. Hou Wenjie wanted him and Shen Lang to understand his strength so they wouldn't have too much to worry about.

Now they understand that Hou Wenjie's terrifying speed alone is enough to protect himself.

Seeing Shen Lang's excited expression, Hou Wenjie nodded, put his right hand on Shen Lang's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Give me directions!"

Under the power of the Painted Skin Demon, the three of them became as light as paper. Shen Lang helped guide them, and after Hou Wenjie used [Shrinking the Earth to an Inch] to leap out to his fifth step, he discovered the strange evil corpse that Bai Ze and the other had mentioned.

Hou Wenjie immediately recognized the armor worn on the corpse, which was exactly the same as the armor worn by the Yin soldiers of the underworld outside the Zixuan Cave!

He was almost certain that the body's former owner was also a ghost soldier from the underworld.

Hou Wenjie released their shoulders, his mind stirred slightly, and he said, "Call the wind!"

As he finished speaking, a black wind blew up, carrying a chill that could freeze the spirit, and instantly enveloped the evil corpse, pulling it into a strange realm.

Upon seeing this, Shen Lang was first stunned, then his eyes widened, because he was too familiar with this ability. He couldn't help but turn to look at his captain, Bai Ze.

Bai Ze was also taken aback when he saw the black wind, then seemed to understand something. Noticing Shen Lang's gaze, he did not respond, but continued to watch Hou Wenjie's actions.

Feeling as if he were sinking into a quagmire, the evil corpse roared, its armor clanging loudly! Black energy swirled around it, and within that black energy, the sounds of clashing swords and galloping horses could be heard, seemingly coming from an ancient battlefield.

Two eerie lights blazed fiercely in the eye sockets of the evil corpse. He was enraged, and an even more ancient and eerie aura burst forth from his eyes, seemingly about to tear everything apart, causing the ghostly realm to become somewhat unstable.

Not only that, the evil corpse also raised its long sword, the blade of which could be faintly seen to have black serrations, like the sharpest fangs, gleaming with a chilling light.

Both Bai Ze and Shen Lang looked somewhat nervous, as they had been defeated by this very blade before.

Now, how should Hou Wenjie deal with this?

They only heard Hou Wenjie say two more words: "Summon the rain!"

As soon as those two words were uttered, a black python with horns appeared in the void above Hou Wenjie's head. In its huge mouth stood a woman in a light blue gauze dress.

The waves surged and swirled around the woman before she plunged rapidly into the eerie realm.

This scene was just a routine tactic for Hou Wenjie, but to Bai Ze and the other person standing at a distance, it looked like the legendary Dragon King bringing rain!