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

Chapter 65: Legend of the Cat God
Zhuo Qingfeng then told Chen San about the robbery at the post station and said, "We'd like you to help investigate which forces or individuals were involved on the night of the incident. At least there were a lot of veteran officials or carriages. There must have been a lot of people involved that night. Can you investigate?"

Chen San nodded and said, "We can investigate. The official has explained it in great detail. The Blood-Tear Stone Clam robbery case has been making quite a stir recently. I know about it as well. There's only one official road from the post station where the crime occurred to Mount Jiuhua. The horse or carriage that passed by that night must have come from Fang County. It's easy to track them down. We'll have news in three hours at most."

Zhuo Qingfeng bowed and said, "That's troublesome."

Chen San waved his hand and said, "You came to me with Yan Yatou's Buddhist beads, so of course I have to help you." After that, he turned to look at Xiao Wu, who was standing obediently in the corner, and said, "Did you hear that? Do you know what to do?"

"I know, I know," Xiao Wu nodded repeatedly and said, "Master, please stay here and have tea with the distinguished guests. I'll go out and ask around."

Chen San nodded, and Xiao Wu hurried out of the yard.

Chen San took a sip from his teacup and said, "You guys are here to investigate that case. Are you trying to overturn the verdict? I heard the government has already convicted those thirteen escorts!"

"There are some doubts, and we can't make a conviction until the facts are clarified," said Zhuo Qingfeng.

"Hehe," Chen San smiled and said, "You can't find the blood-tear stone clam?"

Zhuo Qingfeng asked doubtfully, "From what you said, do you have any explanation?"

Chen San slowly put down his teacup and said, "That's a valid point. I can say that the government won't be able to find the Blood-Tear Stone Clam this time. At least, it's impossible to find the Blood-Tear Stone Clam from those thirteen escorts."

Gu Mo asked, "Why are you so sure?"

Chen San said with a smile: "Because, those thirteen escorts were wrongly accused. The one who hijacked the escort was not a human at all, but a monster."

Gu Mo and the other two looked at each other.

Zhuo Qingfeng asked, "Did you hear the confessions of the thirteen suspects? Do you believe in monsters?"

Chen San said, "In Fang County, people my age basically all believe it, because there really is a cat demon in Fang County... No, it's a cat god. Many people of my generation have seen it with their own eyes. That cat god is so majestic!"

Zhuo Qingfeng said coldly: "Nonsense, how could there be monsters in this world?"

Chen San chuckled and said, "Sir, please don't disbelieve me. I've seen it with my own eyes. It was a magical cat that was even bigger than an ordinary cow."

Gu Chudong asked curiously, "Can you tell me more about it?"

"That's a long story," said Chen San.

"It's okay, we have plenty of time." Gu Mo said with a smile: "Please tell us about it so that we can broaden our horizons." Chen San said slowly: "This matter, tracing back to the past, must have been more than fifty years ago. There was an unknown wandering Taoist named Fang Lianshan in Qingyang County. He traveled everywhere. One day, he came to a place called Jiuhua Mountain in Fang County and stayed overnight in a dilapidated temple in the mountain.

In the middle of the night, Fang Lianshan suddenly heard a sound. He walked towards the sound in a daze and saw a man in white dancing with a sword on a hilltop. The sword technique was exquisite and seemed to contain the supreme avenue, which made Fang Lianshan unable to help but follow and learn it.

After that, for many days in a row, at that time every day, Fang Lianshan could see the man in white dancing with a sword on the top of the mountain. When it was almost dawn, he would float away, and Fang Lianshan would follow and learn from him.

However, the strange thing is that although Fang Lianshan remembered the sword moves very clearly, the ones he used seemed mediocre, without any of the exquisite feeling that the man in white used.

After racking his brains for many days without success, Fang Lianshan saw the man in white dancing with a sword again that night. He mustered up the courage to run out, kneel down and kowtow, begging the man to accept him as his disciple.

The man in white was not surprised to see Fang Lianshan. He just asked if Fang Lianshan would be willing to serve him if he passed down the peerless sword manual. Fang Lianshan immediately agreed.

Immediately, the man in white told Fang Lianshan that he was a stone cat spirit who was about to overcome the calamity and become an immortal, but he lacked some merit. However, he was confined in the stone and needed to find someone in the human world to accumulate merit for him. Fang Lianshan had a connection with him, so he showed up to meet him.

Afterwards, the cat demon made three rules with Fang Lianshan. He required Fang Lianshan to build a temple for him and offer sacrifices every day after learning the peerless sword manual, to do more good deeds and not do evil. The last point was that he was required to sit in meditation for a day on the top of Jiuhua Mountain on the seventh day of the seventh month three years later.

At that time, Fang Lianshan was like a wandering Taoist priest, in a very miserable state. He didn't care whether the other party was a human or a demon. As long as he could learn martial arts, he would agree to any request. Then the man in white stretched out his finger and gently tapped Fang Lianshan's forehead.

Afterwards, Fang Lianshan suddenly woke up and found himself sleeping in a dilapidated temple in the mountains. After asking a beggar nearby, he learned that he had just had a nap, and the so-called watching people dancing with swords for many days was just a dream.

However, strangely, he suddenly discovered that he had actually learned the peerless sword manual that he had learned in his dream. How could he not understand that he had really encountered an immortal who taught him the Dharma and experienced the legendary dream of a thousand years.

From then on, Fang Lianshan began to follow the instructions of the white-robed man in his dream. He sculpted a golden statue for him in the dilapidated temple, named it Shenmao Temple, and also accepted four disciples.

Relying on his sword skills, Fang Lianshan went about doing justice and doing good deeds. In just a few years, he gained a lot of fame as a hero in the local area. The legend of the magic cat bestowing magic spread like wildfire, and the Shenmao Temple became very popular. It was very effective, and various cat god appearances occurred from time to time.

However, just three years later, on the agreed seventh day of July, Fang Lianshan followed the instructions and went to the top of Jiuhua Mountain to meditate. The weather was originally clear that day, but in the afternoon, it was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, and heavy rain poured down.

Fang Lianshan couldn't stand the heavy rain anymore, so he stood up and went down the mountain to take shelter. Just as he left the top of the mountain, a loud thunder suddenly came from the sky, and coincidentally, it landed right on the place where Fang Lianshan had just started to sit in meditation.

At that moment, Fang Lianshan seemed to hear a shrill cat cry. His heart tightened and he felt like he had caused a disaster. But just after that flash of lightning, the dark sky suddenly cleared up again.

Fang Lianshan ran back in a hurry and saw a deep pit on the top of the mountain caused by lightning. Under the pit was a pile of broken stones. Strangely, there were faint traces of blood on the broken stones. He pieced the stones together and was horrified to find that they were in the shape of a cat.

He returned to the Shenmao Temple with an indescribable feeling. He then learned that the statue of the cat god had cracked in public. At that moment, he understood the truth. That night, he dreamed of the man in white from three years ago, covered in blood, coming to him to claim his life.

(End of this chapter)