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

Chapter 69 Cat Appears
Zuo Yue walked in front to lead the way, while Zhuo Qingfeng whispered to Gu Mo and Gu Chudong, "Zuo Yue is the eldest disciple of Zhao Congwu, the head of Dongshan Sword Sect, and the next head of Dongshan Sword Sect. Zhao Congwu is now in his seventies and has basically stopped taking care of the sect's affairs. Zuo Yue is in charge now.

Zuo Yue's martial arts skills are not inferior to mine, and he has a good personality, humble and polite. He is highly respected in the sect and well-known in the martial arts world. It can be said that his position as the future leader is unshakable."

Gu Mo nodded slightly.

Although he had just exchanged a few simple words with Zuo Yue, he felt very comfortable with the other party, who was gentle, humble, calm and elegant.

Under the leadership of Zuo Yue,
They soon reached the mountainside of Dongyue Mountain and entered the gate of Dongshan Sword Sect.

The gate of the Dongshan Sword Sect is very grand, and the martial arts training ground is very spacious. Flags embroidered with the sect's logo are fluttering on both sides, dancing in the wind and making rustling sounds.

Directly in front of us stands a magnificent palace. The glazed tiles on the roof sparkle with colorful light under the sunlight. The eaves and brackets are carved with exquisite sword patterns, which look lifelike. People come and go in the square, and bursts of calls can be heard everywhere. There are people competing in martial arts on several arenas.

Zuo Yue was indeed very popular. Along the way, many people took the initiative to greet him. Not only the disciples from the Dongshan Sword Sect, but even the disciples from the other three sects of the Sifang Sword Sect were very enthusiastic towards Zuo Yue.

Soon,
Several people came to the outside of a large hall. Zuo Yue asked Zhuo Qingfeng and the others to wait for a moment while he went in to pass on the message. A moment later, Zuo Yue came out and said, "Master Zhuo, Master Gu, and Miss Gu, our master wants to see you!"

Then, several people entered the hall, passed through two doors, and came to a small courtyard room. There was an old man sitting quietly inside. His face was gaunt and wrinkled, but it could not hide the depth and vigor in his eyes. His eyes were gentle and peaceful, his hair and beard were all white, and his long beard fluttered in the wind, adding a bit of otherworldly demeanor. This person was Zhao Congwu, the head of the Dongshan Sword Sect.

As Zhuo Qingfeng entered the room, he casually said, "Senior Zhao, it's been many years since we last met. You're still as charming as ever. Can you still eat a few large bowls in one meal?"

"You kid, you're already in your forties and still haven't done anything serious!" Zhao Congwu said with a smile, "Sit down. It's rare that you still remember to come and see me." As he spoke, Zhao Congwu looked at Gu Mo and Gu Chudong and said, "You two young people are sitting down too... Eh..."

Zhao Congwu suddenly exclaimed in surprise, looked Gu Mo up and down, and said, "Young man, what school or sect did you learn from? Who is your disciple? You are so young, but your skills have reached such a state of returning to nature. Incredible, incredible!"

Before Gu Mo could say anything, Zhuo Qingfeng said, "Senior Zhao, this is my friend, Gu Mo. He's a wandering cultivator, and he has inherited martial arts from his family. Even if I tell you, you wouldn't know."

Gu Mo bowed to Zhao Congwu and said, "Junior Gu Mo, greetings to the senior."

"Okay, okay," Zhao Congwu said without further questioning, smiling, "Young people nowadays are becoming more and more remarkable. Alas, I originally thought that Zhuo Qingfeng had great talent and could achieve something great, but after all these years, there's still no progress. It's a waste of time to go to the Six Gates."

Zhuo Qingfeng smiled awkwardly.

Zhao Congwu continued, "Tell me, I don't believe you really came to see me on purpose. Are you investigating a case? Do you need my help, or have you uncovered a case related to my Dongshan Sword Sect?"

Zhuo Qingfeng nodded slightly and said, "Senior Zhao, how many people in your Dongshan Sword Sect know how to use the Whirlwind Willow Sword?"

"That's a lot." Zhao Congwu said, "Although this is a unique skill of our sect, all of our disciples have practiced it, and there are about thirty to fifty people who have achieved success."

Zhuo Qingfeng asked again, "How many people were not with us yesterday?"

Zhao Congwu shook his head and said, "I'm no longer in charge. I really don't know the answer to your question."

Zuo Yue bowed and said, "About a dozen or so. Some of my junior brothers will go shopping, and some will go to greet the guests."

Zhuo Qingfeng continued to ask, "Did anyone go to Fang County yesterday?"

Zuo Yue said, "There are nearly ten people there. All those who are doing the shopping have gone to Fang County, and a few who are welcoming the guests are passing through Fang County."

Zhuo Qingfeng continued to ask, "Are they all inside the mountain gate now?"

Zuo Yue said, "There are still a few people who haven't returned yet, but they will all be back tonight. Tomorrow is the time for the four sects' martial arts competition."

"Then please, Brother Zuo, take me to see them one by one."

"now?"

"Now."

……

Zhuo Qingfeng went to investigate the case in a hurry. Gu Mo was arranged to rest because of his eyesight problem and there was no need for him to follow. Gu Mo did have that idea. In order to get to Dongshan Sword Sect as soon as possible, they traveled all night and did not get much rest.

However, Gu Chudong was particularly energetic.
The Dongshan Sword Sect is very lively nowadays. There are many young disciples from the Sifang Sword Sect and young people from various sects who come to join in the fun. They gather together to compete and exchange ideas, and make friends through martial arts. The several arenas in the martial arts training ground are never empty. Even when it is dark, torches are lit everywhere and the competition continues.

Gu Chudong watched the excitement for a long time, and only returned to the rest room when it was almost dark.

At this time, Gu Mo had almost finished his rest and was getting up. "How is it? Is it lively?" Gu Mo asked.

"Yes," Gu Chudong said, "but, brother, I feel that if I go up to the ring, few of those people can beat me."

"Then why don't you go and give it a try," Gu Mo said with a smile, "Those arenas are for exchanging martial arts and making friends through martial arts. Anyone can go up there."

"I know," Gu Chudong said, "but I won't go."

"why?"

"Because I'm Lady Gu, I don't bully people!"

Gu Mo reached out and touched Gu Chudong's forehead, and said with a smile: "You are a bit arrogant as a female warrior. Are you afraid of being embarrassed by crying when you can't win?"

"No, I'm very powerful now!"

At this moment,
Zhuo Qingfeng, who had been investigating for the whole day, walked in carrying a coffee table with hot meals on it.

"Hurry up and eat some food. I got this specially from Senior Zhao. His personal chef is a master in cooking and his cooking skills are very high."

Although Gu Mo couldn't see it, he could smell the delicious smell.

"How's the investigation going?" Gu Mo asked while eating.

"Almost." Zhuo Qingfeng said: "There are only three left, but those three haven't come back yet. It should be one of those three."

Gu Chudong asked nervously, "Will he run away?"

"If they've escaped, then we can confirm it right away. We can just search for them." Zhuo Qingfeng smiled and said, "You've rested for a whole day. When those people come back, do you want to come with me to investigate?"

"can."

Shortly after finishing the meal,

Zuo Yue came and said, "Master Zhuo, my junior fellow apprentice is back."

"You didn't tell him?"

"Absolutely not, he has returned to his own yard now." Zuo Yue said.

"lead the way."

Soon, Zuo Yue brought Zhuo Qingfeng and Gu Mo to a relatively remote courtyard. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the martial arts training ground in front of the mountain gate, this place seemed particularly quiet.

"The person living here is my seventeenth junior brother, Song Zu. He went to pick up a guest. He was in Fang County all day yesterday and didn't pick up the guest until today. He just came back." Zuo Yue said.

A group of people entered the yard. The quiet atmosphere made everyone's footsteps seem particularly heavy. Suddenly, a sharp cat's cry broke the silence. In the dim corner, pairs of dark green cat's eyes flashed with strange light. Then, cats poured out from their hiding places in all directions.

Under the moonlight, layers of dark shadows swarmed on the rooftops. A closer look revealed countless cats crawling about, their eyes gleaming a faint green light, as eerie as will-o'-the-wisp. The walls were also covered in furry figures. These cats paced slowly along the edge, emitting a low, purring sound that carried far in the silent night, like a whisper from hell.

Seeing this situation,

Zhuo Qingfeng suddenly recalled the description given by Qu Heng and others in prison. In their description, countless cats appeared on the rainy night when the Blood-Tear Stone Clam was robbed, which was exactly the same as the current situation.

Immediately, Zhuo Qingfeng had a bad premonition in his heart.

"what!"

Just then, a shrill scream came from the house.

A group of people rushed over quickly. Zhuo Qingfeng kicked the door open and saw a man kneeling in a pool of blood with his head drooping. There was a pile of scattered blood-colored glass fragments in front of him.

Zhuo Qingfeng looked around and immediately ran to the open window next to him. When he leaned out, he saw a snow-white cat as big as a cow standing on the rockery opposite, staring at him with cold eyes!
(End of this chapter)