The next day, the sky was clear and bright.
Hou Wenjie meditated for a whole night and felt refreshed. The pupils in his divine embryo had fully formed.
As long as he meditates for a sufficient amount of time to replenish his spiritual energy, he can maintain his third eye for a longer period of time.
In the morning, he drove to the Yunmengze Ghost Affairs Bureau.
Knocking on Feng Hongtu's office door, he saw the pretty girl from last time massaging his shoulders.
"Juan'er, you can go out now," Feng Hongtu said to the girl, turning his head to her side.
After watching the girl leave and close the door, Feng Hongtu smiled and said to Hou Wenjie:
"Sit down! What made you decide to come over today?"
Hou Wenjie laughed and said, "Isn't this the preparation to enter Luomen Village? I feel like I haven't even gotten to know my colleagues from the Bureau of Strange Affairs yet, which is really inappropriate."
If I died in Luomen Village, and these colleagues mourned me without even having a basic memory of me, wouldn't that be ridiculous!
So, I'm thinking of going with you, brother, so I can go and get to know them one by one."
Feng Hongtu chuckled: "Brother, you're just lying through your teeth. You're a big celebrity in the entire Yunmengze. You may not know them, but they've definitely heard of you."
Without further ado, Feng Hongtu led Hou Wenjie to visit everyone still working in the bureau.
After their final visit to Director Ma, the head of the Bureau of Mysteries, Feng Hongtu and Hou Wenjie sat on the solid wood sofa in the office and began to talk over tea.
Feng Hongtu looked at Hou Wenjie and said, "None of the people you just saw are Feng Guiren."
Before you arrived, the only people left in the Yunmengze Ghost Affairs Bureau to seal the ghosts were me, Deputy Director Bai Ze, and that brat Shen Lang.
The two of them are currently dealing with the hot spring incident in Xishan Town and won't be back for a while.
Hou Wenjie nodded: "I'm planning to leave for Luomen Village tomorrow. Do you have any advice for me, brother?"
Feng Hongtu thought for a moment and said, "Take a terracotta figurine. If you really have the ability to suppress the strange things in the Luomen Temple, you can also use it to imprison them."
Hou Wenjie nodded. This was precisely the main purpose of his trip; he needed to observe the terracotta warriors.
He followed Feng Hongtu to the room where the terracotta figures were stored, and there he saw seven terracotta figures placed in sealed glass containers.
"These are all the terracotta figurines left in our Bureau of Strange Events. Every month, the provincial bureau distributes a fixed number of terracotta figurines based on the frequency of strange events. For now, it's barely enough."
This year, the state secretly promulgated the "Regulations on the Handling of Strange People by Volunteer Soldiers." If there is a shortage of terracotta warriors in the future, volunteer soldiers will be the only option. Given their willpower, the chances of them becoming "strange people" are far greater than those of normal people.
However, the more people involved in the "sealing the gates" (a euphemism for extortion), the more chaotic and corrupt the situation becomes.
As Hou Wenjie listened to Feng Hongtu speak, he subtly activated his third eye.
As a cool sensation settled between his brows, the seemingly ordinary terracotta figurine began to glow under his third eye, its color neither quite white nor quite green.
The faint light, like a swimming dragon, swirled and twisted within the terracotta warrior's head.
In that most distorted place, a vortex formed, and in the vortex was a round hole of light, from which one could see a crescent-shaped yellow light.
…this!
Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxing Cave! That luminous cave is undoubtedly the Lingtai acupoint, and that crescent-shaped yellow light is the Huangting of the Mind Land.
And what about that faint light? It's neither entirely white nor entirely blue! Isn't that the light of sexuality?
Sexual light! Sexual light!
Hou Wenjie suddenly recalled a line from a Taoist text: "Life and death are invisible, entrusted to the light of heaven; the light of heaven is invisible, entrusted to our two eyes!"
As he pondered, he suddenly had a realization, and a firm conviction arose in his mind.
It took Feng Hongtu calling him several times before he came to his senses.
"Brother, what's wrong?" Feng Hongtu looked at him in surprise.
Hou Wenjie considered how to explain it. The concept of cultivation was too complicated to explain, and if he didn't have enough ability, revealing too many secrets would easily attract some inexplicable disasters.
Hou Wenjie has the heart to suppress the strange and protect the country and its people, but that doesn't mean he is a saint.
However, the terracotta figurines are involved in the most important part of imprisoning the supernatural. If the terracotta figurines cannot be replicated in the future, and more and more people become people who imprison the supernatural, then as these people who imprison the supernatural become supernatural themselves, chaos will become inevitable.
The longer Hou Wenjie stayed in this world, the less he could detach himself from the emotions imposed upon him by the original owner.
This is not a game or a dream; these people are flesh and blood, with their own joys and sorrows.
So, Hou Wenjie made up a reason for himself and said in an uncertain tone:
"The strange creature within me possesses an ability I call 'Snake Eyes'."
Even without deliberately stimulating it, I can feel the energy! It's the kind of energy that feng shui masters talk about observing.
I seem to sense something in these terracotta figures.
Feng Hongtu was taken aback at first, then said with a serious expression, "Then activate your snake eyes and take a closer look!"
Hou Wenjie nodded, activated the eerie power, and suddenly a pair of blood-red vertical pupils appeared in his eyes. He stared at them for a moment, feigning seriousness, then the blood-red in his eyes disappeared, and he spoke:
"There was indeed a blurry airflow around my head, and I couldn't see the specific colors clearly; it was all hazy."
Feng Hongtu seemed to be thinking about something, and said, "Snakes are born with an extraordinary ability to sense heat."
The strangeness of this snake may be that it has mutated this ability, turning it into a sensation of qi!
Your discovery may be very important; I will report it to my superiors.
Hou Wenjie nodded, and the two exchanged pleasantries for a while. During this time, Hou Wenjie also obtained Director Ma's approval for his request to enter Luomen Village, and then took his leave.
After leaving the Bureau of Strange Affairs, Hou Wenjie had an urgent idea in his mind. He drove all the way to Taiqing Mountain, a famous mountain in Chuzhou, two hundred miles away.
After parking the car, he stood at the foot of the mountain, his mind stirred, and he opened his third eye.
Then, his thoughts became reality under the Heavenly Eye.
In his eyes, the mountains transformed into colorful lines, which emitted a light that was neither blue nor white.
They twisted and swam, forming distinct vortices in front, in the middle, and behind, with bluish-white light within the vortices.
Hou Wenjie was certain that he had seen the dragon vein.
The dragon vein and the aura of sexuality are the same color and belong to the light of heaven.
The light of heaven is the light of human nature, residing in the eyes.
The light of heaven on earth forms the dragon vein, residing within the earth's apertures.
Having understood these points, the making of terracotta figurines held no further secrets in his eyes.
It is very likely that people in ancient times nurtured the terracotta figurines with the energy of dragon veins, thus giving the figurines the function of having a physical body.
Back in the car, Hou Wenjie opened the eerie network and posted a thread in the "[Terracotta Warriors Speculation]" section.
[Speculations about Dragon Veins and Ancient Pottery Figurines]
"The founding emperors of ancient times all referred to the place where they rose to power as the land of their dragon's rise."
It is said that this place nurtured the greatest dragon vein of the dynasty.
In ancient times, dragon veins were believed to suppress the flow of fortune and were closely related to the rise and fall of dynasties.
Assuming the legend is true, then given the miraculous power of dragon veins, nurturing terracotta figurines capable of connecting with the spirit platform acupoint shouldn't be a problem, right?
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