General?

Shen Jifeng looked at the woman in yellow in front of her. She seemed awake, yet still in a dream, unable to think.

The flowing Luo River surrounded them, with a stone tablet nearby. On it were three ancient characters, "Luo Shui Du," but it was somewhat damaged. Everything seemed real, but Shen Jifeng couldn't move freely. The woman in yellow spoke a few more words and then said:

"I cannot personally deliver this item to the young lady. I will wait here at Luo Shui Du."

"This matter is of great importance. I hope you can come quickly."

She bowed again and stepped back into the water.

Shen Jifeng felt anxious and wanted to reach out and grab the woman in yellow, but as soon as she had that thought, the surroundings shattered like bubbles.

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"Shen Junior Sister? Shen Junior Sister, wake up..."

"I'm awake, I'm awake."

Shen Jifeng was awakened in a daze.

When she opened her eyes, she saw the worried faces of the Special Operations Team. Zhang Hao, seeing Shen Jifeng wake up, breathed a sigh of relief and handed her a cup of coffee, saying, "Did you have a nightmare? You kept shouting to stop..."

"You've been running all night. If you really can't hold on, go rest for a while."

Shen Jifeng instinctively took the coffee and shook her head, saying, "No, I don't know why I suddenly felt so tired. But I'm much better now."

"Let's continue. Wei Yuan is still in the Ghost Domain, and we must find a way to go back in."

Shen Jifeng took a sip of the coffee, the slightly bitter taste stimulating her taste buds and refreshing her mind. She remembered the short but vivid dream she had just had and pressed her forehead, not thinking about the possibility of a spirit sending her a dream. She just thought she was lost in thought during the day and had a dream at night.

At that moment, she glanced slightly and saw water marks forming words on the table next to her.

"Please come quickly."

Shen Jifeng widened her eyes.

It wasn't a dream!

Zhang Hao noticed Shen Jifeng's strangeness and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Jifeng shook her head and thought about what she had seen in the dream, murmuring, "I just had a dream, there was a woman in a yellow dress..."

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A moment later.

The engine roared.

Zhang Hao pressed his foot on the accelerator.

The Special Operations Team's vehicle sped along the road. They had just asked an old man in the village and learned that there was indeed a place near the village called Luo Shui Du. However, because many people had died there due to its deep water, the villagers rarely went there, and it had long been abandoned.

After confirming the direction and route, they hurried there.

Zhang Hao bit his cigarette, his hand gripping the steering wheel, and said, "It's a dream."

"To be able to send a dream and leave a trace beside you, it requires at least a cultivation of 150 to 200 years. In ancient times, such a spirit could have experienced the rise and fall of an entire country. This kind of spirit, this kind of spirit..."

He shook his head, not knowing how to describe it, and speculated, "This spirit has almost 200 years of cultivation. When she mentioned the general, who could she be referring to? Could it be a general from the late Ming Dynasty, who achieved great military exploits during his lifetime and was worshipped by later generations, becoming the land or mountain deity of this area? Sensing the anomaly in the Ghost Domain, did the spirit send you a dream?"

"But in this era, most gods have already disappeared."

Shen Jifeng said, "Maybe it's precisely because they have almost disappeared that they need the Yellow Lady to deliver the message."

"Perhaps."

Zhang Hao agreed and pressed harder on the accelerator.

He was still a little anxious.

After all, Wei Yuan, who had been invited here, was still trapped in the Ghost Domain. He had just said that Shen Jifeng had been tired for a long time, and he himself had hardly slept these past few days. Now that they had a clue, how could they restrain themselves? He stepped on the gas pedal again, and the off-road vehicle crashed through the weeds on the road, finally finding Luo Shui Du.

Almost at first sight of this place, Shen Jifeng's face changed.

Apart from the fact that the width of Luo Shui couldn't compare to that in the Ghost Domain, the terrain here was almost identical to the location of the Ghost Domain Inn. There was also a river flowing through, then turning at an almost right angle and continuing to flow away.

After getting out of the car, the two quickly walked to the stone tablet at Luo Shui Du.

But they didn't find the woman in yellow. Shen Jifeng felt uneasy and looked around, then suddenly heard the sound of flowing water. She turned her head and saw a yellow fish floating to the surface, continuously flapping its tail in its sleep. Shen Jifeng's heart trembled, and she subconsciously said, "Yellow Lady?"

The yellow fish nodded repeatedly.

Zhang Hao heard the voice and saw the yellow fish that understood human nature. Surprised, he also guessed that this was probably the true form of the spirit that sent the dream.

Shen Jifeng squatted down by the shore, looking at the yellow fish and asked, "Yellow Lady, what did the general ask you to give us?"

Zhang Hao's curiosity was piqued, thinking of a famous saying from ancient times, "Two carp, a foot-long letter." He couldn't help but wonder if the Yellow Lady also had a letter, and then he saw the yellow fish swim to the shore, open its mouth, and spit out a resilient water bubble. Something fell into Shen Jifeng's hand, and the girl stiffened after just a glance.

Zhang Hao walked over and asked curiously, "What did that Ming general give you?"

Shen Jifeng slowly raised her head, looking at Zhang Hao, seemingly dazed. After a long time, she said in a daze, "Wei Yuan's storage card..."

"What?!!"………………

Staring at the tiny storage card in his hand.

Zhang Hao and Shen Jifeng were momentarily speechless, their minds somewhat dazed.

Huang Gu said that the general had asked her to deliver this item.

But what was delivered was a storage card that could only be removed with Wei Yuan's fingerprint...

Shen Jifeng took a deep breath and stuttered, "Maybe, maybe Master Wei met the general inside and asked Huang Gu to deliver this."

Zhang Hao slowly nodded, "It should indeed be so..."

However, he recalled Wei Yuan's intense aura during battle, like a warrior charging out from an ancient battlefield. His hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly, and his scalp tingled. Shen Jifeng, carrying a large box-like laptop, inserted the storage card and quickly pulled up the contents.

There was only one file.

Upon opening it, a brief text was displayed.

Zhang Hao exhaled, steadied his mind to read the file content, and his expression, along with Shen Jifeng's, gradually turned serious. After reading, Zhang Hao said in disbelief, "In less than a night, Master Wei has already figured out the ins and outs of the formation of the Ghost Realm?"

Shen Jifeng scrolled to the end of the file, "Master Wei needs our help."

She looked up at the Anti-Bow Evil, "Dig a canal, divert the river directly, break the Anti-Bow Evil here, cut off the foundation of the Ghost Realm, and then, Master Wei said if possible, change the Feng Shui here."

"Change it?"

"Yes."

Shen Jifeng adjusted her glasses, somewhat puzzled, "Change it to a more fierce Western White Tiger Evil."

"The fiercer, the better."

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Inside the Ghost Realm, the atmosphere was more lively than ever.

Skinny starving ghosts clapped and laughed, green-faced demons walked the streets.

Under the bridge, the water woman covered her mouth and giggled, in front of the coffin door, ghosts came and went, shadows flickering.

What a spectacle of a hundred ghosts walking at night!

All the ghosts knew that today was the day the Ghost King was to marry the celestial woman from the mountain. Once the Ghost King married the celestial woman, the layout of the Ghost Realm would be completely formed, which would be greatly beneficial to them. Therefore, almost all the ghosts went up the mountain to congratulate the Ghost King.

But there were always exceptions.

Some ghosts still had to work at this time.

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A disemboweled ghost soldier looked enviously at the brightly lit mountain, imagining the delicious meat available there, with plenty of heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. But he was ordered by the Ghost King to stay here and guard something. The ghost soldier regretfully turned his gaze back, preparing to return.

Suddenly!

A dark shadow descended from the sky.

Almost instantly, a knee landed on the ghost soldier's spine, pinning him down hard. One hand covered the ghost's mouth, and the other hand, like a broken short sword, slashed across the throat, severing the ghost's head. Wei Yuan rolled and hid in a patch of grass.

The movements were smooth and done in one go.

Not a sound was made.

Like the legendary creed-following assassin.

Silently approaching, silently infiltrating.

Perfect.

Wei Yuan let out a sigh of relief, then looked up to see a war-dead ghost holding a long spear on his left, staring blankly at him hiding in the grass. It seemed that its limited brain capacity couldn't quickly understand what was happening. After staring at Wei Yuan for a while, it finally thought to go find other ghosts.

But its head had already been cut off by a sword light.

The sound of the fight was inevitably a bit loud, and the ghosts left behind in the house heard the noise and asked, "What's going on?!"

Stealth failed.

Wei Yuan exhaled, realizing that his style of frontal assault and demon-slaying was too forced for stealth, a high-difficulty maneuver. He glanced at the lively mountain top, still far from here, and the noise here could hardly reach there.

He gave up the idea of quietly stealing the feather robe and stood up boldly.

He drew his Han sword with his backhand and kicked open the door.

The ghosts seemed unable to believe that a living person would dare to enter the Ghost Realm so boldly, and were momentarily stunned.

Wei Yuan had already drawn his powerful firearm with his left hand, quickly emptying the bullets at the group of ghosts.

The rhythmic sound of gunfire was drowned out by the revelry on the mountain top, but the armor-piercing bullets pierced through the weak parts of the ghosts here, splattering foul-smelling, black pus. After emptying the bullets, the ghosts here were still stunned, unable to react to what had happened. Wei Yuan had already quickly approached, the Han sword in his right hand tearing through the cold light, and slashed down at the ghost.

Hello, Si Li Xiao Wei.

This is a robbery.

PS: Thanks to Shi Huo Ji's Alliance Master, thank you~