Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 293 The Mysterious Courtesan (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

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Gu Mo looked at the two clearly defined wisps of energy above Ye Chen's head and felt something was off.

The white aura represents good luck, while the black aura represents bad luck.

Now, both of these energies are enormous, creating a situation of rivalry, yet they are completely incompatible.

Logically speaking, equal amounts of good and bad luck should cancel each other out, but in Ye Chen's case, it seems that bad luck has its own course and good luck has its own course, completely unrelated to each other.

What could happen? Both bad and good luck? Or both good and bad luck?

Gu Mo pondered for a moment, then called out, "Ye Chen..."

Ye Chen immediately stood up, forcing out an extremely enthusiastic smile, and said, "Yes, big brother, what are your orders!"

Gu Mo looked at Ye Chen, who was all smiles, and couldn't bear to look at him.

Ye Chen was originally quite good-looking, but now, with his face bruised and swollen and bleeding from all seven orifices, coupled with that smile, he looked like a broken chrysanthemum, which was really unbearable to look at.

“I still prefer your previous unruly self. Try to get back to your old self!” Gu Mo said.

Ye Chen chuckled, took a step back, and, feeling his injuries rapidly healing, exclaimed, "Brother, your internal energy is amazing! It's like bringing the dead back to life!"

Gu Mo smiled slightly.

His second form of Wuji Guiyuan Qi has an amplification effect. The characteristics of any internal force will be amplified countless times after returning to its origin. He has many kinds of internal skills that can heal injuries. In particular, after the Heavenly Silkworm Divine Skill is amplified, it is not far from being able to "bring the dead back to life and heal bones". As long as the person is not dead on the spot, he can help them recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Now, practice your Great Sun Demon Art and let me see it," Gu Mo said.

Although Ye Chen had some doubts about Gu Mo's request, he didn't ask any further questions and immediately began to sit cross-legged and practice his internal energy.

Seeing Ye Chen cultivate according to that nonsensical secret manual once again,

Gu Mo was still quite surprised, feeling a sense of astonishment, like watching someone use the Four Books and Five Classics to study rocket building.

As Ye Chen completed a small cycle of circulation...

Gu Mo discovered that there really was a special kind of energy, but strangely enough, even though it was only a little bit of energy, it still split in two, with one half becoming good luck and the other half becoming bad luck.

Gu Mo looked at Ye Chen with some embarrassment, and sighed inwardly. This guy Ye Chen had probably really been played to death by him!

He was originally a lucky child, but now he has become someone who is both lucky and unlucky, and the luckier he is, the more unlucky he is!

"Okay, okay, that's enough!"

Gu Mo patted Ye Chen on the shoulder and said, "Go change your clothes first. You shouldn't be so unlucky now!"

"Then... let me try?"

Ye Chen hesitated before walking out the door, proceeding with extreme caution. Once he reached the door without any problems, he started hopping and skipping around. After a while, confirming everything was alright, Ye Chen cupped his hands towards Gu Mo and said, "Big brother, I'm going to go and check if my luck has returned!"

Gu Mo asked doubtfully, "How will you verify it? By jumping off a cliff?"

Ye Chen grinned and said, "Hehe, that won't do. If my luck hadn't returned, I would have fallen to my death. I have a very simple way to verify it. Ever since I started cultivating my luck, I've never spent money going to brothels to listen to music. Moreover, I always end up being chosen as a guest by the most beautiful courtesan by some twist of fate. After sleeping with her, she still cries and begs me to go again next time. So, if you want to verify whether my luck has returned, it's very simple. Just go to a brothel!"

Gu Mo: “…”

Ye Jinglan: "..."

Both of them were speechless for a moment.

Gu Mo said, "By the way, I need your help."

"Brother, just give the order, and I'll brave any danger!" Ye Chen said.

Gu Mo said, "I'm currently investigating a case that's been making headlines in Chang'an lately—the case of the evil spirits eating marrow. But so far, there's been no progress or leads. So, I'll borrow your luck and have you help me investigate this case!"

Ye Chen patted his chest and said, "Leave it to me, brother. As long as my luck comes back, this is a piece of cake. I'm not bragging, as long as my luck comes back, whatever I want will come to me. If I want clues, I'll get them. If I want the murderer, I'll find the murderer!"

"Okay," Gu Mo smiled slightly and said, "Then it'll be up to you then!"

"no problem."

Ye Chen cupped his hands in greeting, then immediately turned and left with a servant from the Ye family.

However, in the instant he turned around, he suddenly tripped on the stone steps and fell directly into the flower bushes next to him.

He was immediately startled, worried that his luck hadn't returned, but in the next moment, he saw a gold ingot hidden among the flowers.

It was only two or three taels of gold, a pittance to Ye Chen. He usually threw away more money than that, but this time was different.
This ingot of gold is of immense significance to him right now!

"Hahaha... I, Ye Chen, am back!"

"Hahaha, I knew it! What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger!"

"It's just a little hardship, what can it do to me!"

"..."

Ye Chen shouted his cringey slogans as he excitedly left.

Ye Jinglan and Gu Mo were both speechless.

Ye Jinglan whispered, "Has this guy gone mad?"

Gu Mo laughed and said, "You'll get used to it. After all, this guy always thought he was the protagonist in a storybook. Now that he's experienced such ups and downs, it's inevitable that he's a little excited."

"That's true." Ye Jinglan nodded and asked, "However, this guy thought you were his nemesis and came all the way here to curry favor. It was a lucky accident; he was just in the right place at the right time. Hmm, Brother Gu, did you really return his luck to him?"

“I’ve returned it,” Gu Mo said. “Ye Chen’s luck is a bit strange. I can’t figure out what’s wrong with it, and there’s no point in holding onto it. It’s better to observe how that luck changes in his case!”

Ye Jinglan sighed and said, "I'm so envious. If it weren't for the fact that that luck can't be transferred to anyone else, I would have wanted to cling to Brother Gu and beg you to bestow that luck upon me. Tsk tsk tsk, this guy is about to have a stroke of great luck again. It's something to be jealous of. I also want to cultivate the Great Sun Demon Art!"

Gu Mo chuckled and said, "I'm afraid it's hard to say."

Ye Jinglan asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Gu Mo said, "Ye Chen now has an equal amount of bad luck in addition to luck, and it is increasing at the same time. In other words, his luck and bad luck are the same now, and his bad luck has not decreased because of the return of his luck."

Ye Jinglan asked in confusion, "Where did the bad luck come from?"

Gu Mo said, "Originally I thought it was because I stole his luck and was backfired, but I just discovered that the bad luck also came from the Great Sun Demon Art he cultivated. In other words, from the beginning, what he cultivated was an equal amount of bad luck, but it just hasn't erupted yet, so he has always been very lucky."

Ye Jinglan frowned and said, "Then, so this Great Sun Demon Art isn't so good after all!"

Gu Mo chuckled and said, "If the Great Sun Demon Art is really that good, why is it called a demonic art? I've been thinking about this question for a long time. How did the Great Sun Demon Art become one of the thirteen forbidden arts?"

I checked the relevant files at Longhu Mountain, but the records about the Great Sun Demon Art are only brief, saying that it is an extremely evil martial art, the ancestor of all demonic arts in the world, and that even the four great demonic arts in the world, with the Taotie Divine Art as the leader, are derived from the Great Sun Demon Art.

I never understood it before. Even if it were the ancestor of demonic arts, someone would still need to cultivate it. And that forbidden art shouldn't be a martial art; it should have its founder or practitioner. Only today do I begin to understand a little bit!

Ye Jinglan also said in a deep voice: "According to Ye Chen, this Great Sun Demon Art is indeed evil. It seems to be able to designate a person to cultivate it. Look at those incantations and secret manuals he mentioned, we can't use them at all. I've only ever heard of people choosing martial arts, this is the first time I've heard of martial arts choosing people!"

Gu Mo said in a deep voice: "There is another absurd part. According to Ye Chen, in his dream, the old beggar asked him about his dream and then gave him the Great Sun Demon Art. Can we interpret this as Ye Chen's dream being to become an emperor, and the secret manual he saw in the Great Sun Demon Art being the one that allows him to cultivate into an emperor?"
If his dream is to unify the world, would the Great Sun Demonic Art grant him a martial art that would allow him to achieve that?

Ye Jinglan said in disbelief, "So, the Great Sun Demon Art is a martial art that can not only choose its practitioners, but also automatically tailor-make martial arts for each practitioner? Is this a martial art? It's an omnipotent creator!"

Gu Mo chuckled and said, "The world is vast and full of wonders, but considering Ye Chen's current situation of being half lucky and half unlucky, this Great Sun Demon Art is probably not so simple."

Ye Jinglan asked, "So, what will happen to Ye Chen now that he's both unlucky and lucky?"

Gu Mo shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

……

After taking a shower and changing his clothes at Ye Jinglan's house, Ye Chen once again regained his former image as a young master. Although there were still some scars on his face, they were rapidly recovering under the healing power of Gu Mo's Heavenly Silkworm True Qi.

Then, he cautiously walked out of the gate, waited for a while to make sure nothing bad happened, and then went out onto the street. He waited on the street for a while longer, and still nothing bad happened, so he felt relieved and went to a brothel.

To his surprise, the brothel was unusually quiet.

However, he didn't think much of it and strode straight in.

Then, as soon as he entered, he found that everyone in the entire hall was staring at him. The men's eyes revealed envy, jealousy, and hatred, and many of them beat their chests, stomped their feet, and wailed in frustration.

While Ye Chen looked completely bewildered, a madam swayed her hips and approached him, smiling broadly. "Congratulations, young master! Our courtesan, Lady Yu, lost a bet and was ordered by the winner to serve the tenth person to enter, regardless of whether they are a beggar or a nobleman, young or old. From the moment the bet was made, you were exactly the tenth person!"

If an ordinary person encountered this situation, they would naturally suspect that someone was setting a trap. After all, such seemingly too-good-to-be-true opportunities are often accompanied by hidden pitfalls. However, Ye Chen is no ordinary person.

After all, such windfalls were commonplace for him.

The madam continued to explain, saying, "Young master, please rest assured, we're open for business, and we would never do anything like this in front of everyone..."

Ye Chen waved his hand to interrupt the madam, saying, "First, take me to see if the courtesan is beautiful enough and worthy of being my guest!"

Madam: "..."

quickly,

Led by the madam, Ye Chen was taken to a small courtyard in the inner courtyard. As soon as he entered, he saw a woman dressed in a blue dress, holding a large white cat in her arms. Her figure was extremely alluring, and it would be perfect if anything were added or removed.

The madam quickly introduced, "This is our courtesan, Lady Yu." She then introduced Ye Chen to the courtesan, saying, "Yu'er, this is the tenth guest to enter the brothel, surnamed Ye!"

The young lady sized up Ye Chen, then slowly bowed and said, "Young Master Ye, I'm sorry to trouble you. I've always sold my art, not my body, but today a young master has come who is the son of a high-ranking official and insists that I serve him in bed. Our establishment simply cannot afford to offend him."

"I had no choice but to deal with them, and in the end, I was forced to make a bet. Actually, this bet was just a method that young master used to coerce me. They found a beggar covered in pus who hadn't bathed for years, intending to make him their tenth customer to force me to submit. But unexpectedly, you, Young Master Ye, ruined it."

After saying this, Lady Yu sighed and took out a purse from her bosom, saying, "Young Master Ye, please leave. I really don't want you to risk your life because of a woman of the night like me." As she spoke, she stuffed the purse into Ye Chen's hand, saying, "I am truly sorry to you. This is a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it. If you leave now, I will go and apologize to that young master myself. I won't cause you any trouble."

Although Ye Chen looked down on the rule of performing arts but not selling one's body in brothels, after all, he was a common man. In his mind, if you come to a brothel and still perform arts but not sell your body, it's like taking off your pants to fart.

However, he is very respectful of others and never forces anyone.

He returned the silver to Lady Yu and said, "If you don't want to sell yourself, I won't force you. But since I'm here and you're beautiful enough, even if it's just to listen to music and drink, I'm determined to be the most beautiful courtesan's guest tonight. Even the King of Heaven can't stop me!"

At that moment, Lady Yu's heart was moved!

She didn't know why, but although she had met many high-ranking officials and heroes, and many of them had a better temperament and appearance than Ye Chen, none of them had ever given her the feeling she was now.

It was an impulse; just one glance was enough to make her want to live a peaceful and stable life as a wife and mother.

She looked at Ye Chen, completely captivated, her eyes sparkling, her heart melting.

“Young master…” Lady Yu said softly, “You should leave. That young master is the son of the current Vice Minister of Justice…”

Ye Chen waved his hand and said, "Who cares who he is? I just came from the home of Ye Jinglan, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice." He said to the madam, "Go tell that young master that my name is Ye Chen. If he's not satisfied, he can go to Ye Jinglan's house and ask me who I am. Don't bother me while I'm listening to music!"

After saying that, Ye Chen went straight into the house.

At that moment, Yu Niangzi looked at Ye Chen's back, her cheeks slightly flushed, and said to the madam, "You go ahead, I will serve Young Master Ye here tonight."

"Have you made up your mind?"

Yu Niangzi chuckled and said, "In this place of the night, I have to entertain guests sooner or later. It's my good fortune to be able to entertain someone as handsome and dashing as Young Master Ye for the first time, isn't it? I was only worried about causing him trouble. Since he's not afraid of that young master, that's perfect, and he's handsome to begin with!"

"Alright!" The madam left.

Subsequently,

Yu Niangzi entered the house, slowly closed the door, and walked towards Ye Chen. As she walked, she took off her outer clothes and shoes, and carried a pot of wine towards Ye Chen.

The two began to drink together, chatting about everything under the sun, from poetry and songs to life ideals, from talking about the stars and the moon to the true meaning of life. Naturally, they found themselves unable to contain their emotions.

"My luck has returned!"

Ye Chen was extremely excited. He knew that his luck had returned, and this Jade Lady was the best proof of that. In an instant, his excitement grew even higher, and he hugged the Jade Lady and sat her on his lap.

Yu Niangzi leaned against Ye Chen's chest, speaking softly with a slight blush on her cheeks.

Ye Chen was in high spirits, gently stroking Yu Niangzi's cheek and lightly brushing aside her hair.

Just as he was about to reach into his clothes,
Suddenly, they noticed a strand of hair that seemed to be stuck to Yu Niangzi's neck.

As someone with a slight case of obsessive-compulsive disorder, I still can't control myself even in this situation.

So he deliberately tried to tug at the strand of hair that was sticking to him, but his fingertips touched not the smooth hair he had imagined, but an unusually stiff texture.

He frowned and leaned closer, examining it closely by the dim candlelight, only to discover that it wasn't a strand of hair at all—a dark line had formed on the side of Yu Niangzi's fair neck, like a fine brushstroke drawn with soot ink, clinging tightly to her skin.

He subconsciously rubbed the black line with his fingertip, and suddenly felt a strange relaxation in the skin beneath his finger.

The black line stretched out like a living thing, and in the blink of an eye, it swelled into a thin slit the length of a finger joint.

Ye Chen's heart clenched. When he got closer, he saw that what was seeping out of the crack was not flesh and blood, but a dark, flowing black liquid, like the base color showing through silk soaked in ink.

At this moment, Yu Niangzi was still gently leaning in Ye Chen's arms, completely unaware of anything else, and was still whispering sweet nothings to him.

However, Ye Chen felt a chill run down his spine. He tentatively pinched the skin at the seam with two fingers and gently pulled. The skin there tore open like rotten cardboard!

"Shoot-"

With a tearing sound, a black, viscous substance gushed out, carrying a pungent, fishy stench that assaulted Ye Chen's face.

It was a foul, pungent odor, so thick it was impossible to dispel.

Ye Chen was very familiar with this smell.

Because when he crawled out of the ghost town's sewers today, it was filled with this kind of rotten, fishy smell.

He leaned back abruptly, only to see that the gash on Yu Niangzi's neck had spread to her collarbone. What was gushing out from under her skin was not flesh and blood, but bubbling black viscous fluid that shimmered with a dark purple phosphorescence in the candlelight. The stench made his temples throb.

The thing felt slippery to the touch and had a damp, cold feel to it, wriggling slightly like a living creature.

Yu Niangzi's soft Wu dialect was still ringing in my ears, but the "skin" on her neck had peeled off layer by layer like a tattered painted mask. The cracks were spreading at a visible speed, and black viscous fluid was dripping down her pale neck, leaving patches of foul-smelling stains on her clothes.

Ye Chen went limp and stumbled backward, his back slamming against the cold table.

Yu Niangzi still didn't realize what had happened, only feeling Ye Chen suddenly go limp, and her face showed great astonishment.

But Ye Chen, like a frightened bird, immediately rolled back and hid in a corner. When he looked at Yu Niangzi again, he saw that the crack between her neck and chest had spread. He could vaguely see fine, rotten seaweed-like flocculents floating in the black mucus. Every wriggling was accompanied by the stench of sewer sludge, so strong that it was nauseating.

"Young master, what's wrong?" Lady Yu asked softly.

"You in the end..."

Ye Chen's voice trembled as his gaze was fixed on the ever-widening crack, which was covered with thick, foul-smelling mud and faint traces of waste residue from the sewer.

"vomit……"

Ye Chen immediately felt nauseous and started gagging, then quickly picked up his clothes and put them on.

at this time,

Yu Niangzi, still lying on the bed, looked completely bewildered, utterly unaware of what had happened. She didn't understand why Ye Chen had suddenly acted as if he'd seen a ghost. Instinctively, she tried to sit up, asking in confusion, "Young Master, what's wrong with you...?"

However, before she could finish speaking,
Suddenly, she saw a bluish-black lump swell up in her abdomen beneath her palm. The mass of sludge was slowly writhing through the translucent skin, like something alive crawling beneath the flesh. She trembled as she looked up, her gaze meeting an even more horrifying sight—

A gaping wound suddenly appeared on the high, arched left chest, not a bright red tear in the skin, but revealing churning black sludge inside. The sludge throbbed against the skin, contracting like a heart, and several dark red earthworms poked their heads out of the wound, their slippery bodies still covered in wisps of slime.

"what--!"

A scream tore through the bed curtains. Yu Niangzi scrambled backward, her back slamming against the bedpost. Suddenly, the skin on her shoulders and neck burst open like punctured oil paper!

Black sludge mixed with maggot-like white worms gushed out, flowing down the collarbone onto the white skin of the lower body.

She scratched wildly with both hands, pulling out clumps of hair covered in black mud. The strands of hair that leaked through her fingers were curled up, and her facial features became distorted and eerie at that moment.

"Ah...ah...a ghost! There's a ghost..."

She screamed incoherently, crawling on her hands and feet to get out of the house. Her knees hit the ground, and the skin on her entire thigh split open like a spider web.

Black mud fell off her body in a rustling sound, revealing the tangled black veins inside. Several centipedes as thick as a thumb scurried out from the back of her legs, leaving sticky, damp marks on the ground.

"Save me, young master, save me..."

She stumbled and lunged at Ye Chen, each step causing large patches of skin to peel off her body like plaster falling from a wall. First, the skin on her cheeks split open, obscuring her facial features.

Ye Chen was also terrified. Even though he had been traveling the world for many years, he had never seen such a strange scene before, and he hurriedly hid in fear.

When Yu Niangzi took two steps, the last layer of skin slid off her shoulder, and her entire body was like a shadow puppet with its flesh and blood removed, leaving only black mud falling into a pile.

In the muddy water, the skeleton maintained its forward motion before collapsing into the black mud.

(End of this chapter)