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

Chapter 93 Battle (Monthly Ticket Plus)
The night is as dark as ink, so thick that it cannot be dissolved, flowing freely in every corner of the forest. The trees seem to be given life by the darkness, stretching their branches in a ferocious manner, and the layers of branches and leaves are intertwined with each other, and the wind is whimpering in the forest.

In a daze,

Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound cut through the night sky. Dense arrows, like a black rainstorm, shot towards the carriage from all directions. The arrowheads flashed a cold light in the moonlight.
A tremendous amount of internal energy burst out from the carriage.

This internal force was like a surging wave, spreading outward with the force of a tidal wave. The arrows shot at it were blocked by this powerful force, paused in the air for a moment, and then fell to the ground with a "crackling" sound, forming a chaotic arrow formation on the ground.

Almost at the same moment, steel balls suddenly shot out from the carriage like shooting stars chasing the moon. The steel balls were wrapped in fierce force, penetrated the layers of night, and accurately shot towards the enemies hiding in the woods.

Suddenly, screams echoed through the forest, accompanied by the shaking of branches and the dull thud of heavy objects falling to the ground. The screams were sharp and short, like the cries of life being instantly severed by a sharp blade. Each scream was accompanied by a swaying of branches, and it was not difficult to imagine that people were falling one after another in the dark.

Then,

Gu Mo's calm voice came from the carriage: "Friends in the forest, do you have any advice for me?"

Gu Mo's voice was very flat, but it floated in the woods, as if it had an echo.

"As expected of the famous Blind Gu, ahem..."

In the darkness of the forest, a bright light and three people slowly appeared.

In the middle is a middle-aged man in a wheelchair, followed by two young people, a man and a woman. The woman is responsible for pushing the wheelchair, and the man is responsible for holding a torch for lighting.

The middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair was wearing thick clothes and wrapped tightly, as if he was very afraid of the cold. The wide sleeves almost completely covered his hands, swaying gently in the breeze, which made his thin figure even more prominent.

His face was as pale as paper, without any blood, and his cheeks were slightly sunken, as if he had been tortured by illness for a long time. His fingers were long and pale, with slightly protruding joints, and only skin and bones were left. At this moment, they were lightly resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, looking very weak.

This person is the famous Bloody Hand Dou Ruhua.

As the wheelchair moved forward, Dou Ruohua covered her mouth and coughed twice, chuckled, and shouted, "Blind man, why don't you come out and see me?"

The carriage curtain slowly opened.

Gu Mo slowly got out of the carriage and asked Gu Chudong, "Chudong, is that Blood Hand Dou Ruhua?"

"Yes," Gu Chudong said, holding a wanted poster and covering it, "However, this Dou Ruohua is different from the one we know. This Dou Ruohua is in a wheelchair."

Not far away, Dou Ruohua took the initiative to explain, "Miss Gu, you may not know that the martial arts I practice are very harmful to the body. I made some progress in martial arts some time ago and almost broke my legs. I'm still recovering, so I'm trying to walk less. So, don't get me wrong, my legs are not broken."

Gu Chudong suddenly realized something and said to Dou Ruhua, "You're quite a nice person, quite amiable. No wonder your head is so valuable!"

"Hahaha," Dou Ruohua laughed heartily and said, "I heard a while ago that Blind Gu has a sister who's always with him. She's a naive and innocent ghostwriter. I used to think, since they're all ghostwriters on the edge of a knife, how could they be so innocent? Now I realize I was ignorant. Miss Gu is indeed a naive and innocent ghostwriter!"

"You're praising me, you're really a nice person," Gu Chudong said. Dou Ruhua grinned, but as soon as he smiled, his face changed, turning red, and then he started coughing violently, as if his lungs were about to burst. It took him a while to catch his breath, and he waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my training has almost ruined my lungs, and I've also developed a chronic cough. It's just unfortunate that we meet now. If we meet again in ten days or half a month, I'll definitely be in much better shape."

Gu Mo said, "Does your martial arts have any impact?"

Dou Ruohua said, "It doesn't affect me, it doesn't affect me. Fighting and killing people are still no problem. Well, Blind Gu, you can't see, so your martial arts skills won't be affected, right?"

"Not affected." Gu Mo said.

"I guess you're not affected by it," Dou Ruohua said. "Otherwise, you wouldn't be jokingly called the blind man who looks the least like a blind man by the people in the martial arts world. But, you're young and have a bright future. Do you really want to live in darkness forever?"

Gu Mo smiled and said, "Any advice?"

Dou Ruohua coughed lightly and said, "How about joining my Moon Worshiping Holy Sect? My Holy Sect has a miraculous doctor who is on par with the Medicine Saint Qi Miaoxuan. You should have heard of the Southern Medicine Saint Qi Miaoxuan and the Northern Medical God Wei Wuwei, right?"

"I've heard that he's a master of medicine." Gu Mo said.

Dou Ruohua said, "If you are willing to join my Holy Church, I promise to ask Wei Wuwei to heal your eyes. At the same time, with your martial arts skills, you can get the position of hall master right after joining the Holy Church. You are so young, and with time, you will definitely become a leader of a region, surpassing thousands of people. How do you think?"

Gu Mo shook his head slightly and said, "I'm sorry. I appreciate your kindness, but we have different paths. My life goal is to be a ghostwriter."

Dou Ruohua sighed and said, "Alas, I was delusional. Someone who can become a life-and-death friend of the Swift Wind Constable Zhuo Qingfeng must be a like-minded person. We are indeed on different paths and cannot work together. I was rude. If that's the case, then you can go to hell!"

Before he finished speaking, Dou Ruhua suddenly patted the armrest of the wheelchair, and instantly several sleeve arrows with cold glittering light popped out and shot towards Gu Mo's face and chest like a swarm of deadly wasps.

At the same time, a row of poison needles sprayed out from the backrest of the wheelchair. These poison needles were as thin as cow hair and were almost imperceptible in the dim night.

However, at that moment,

Gu Mo danced his hands quickly, and stars seemed to be flowing in his palms, forming a mysterious vortex. The poison needles and darts shot at him, when they approached within three feet of Gu Mo's body, seemed to be pulled by an invisible powerful force, and their speed suddenly slowed down, and their direction began to twist strangely.

This is to give someone a taste of your own medicine. Things will change like this!

In the blink of an eye, all the hidden weapons that had been fired at Gu Mo returned at an even faster speed. The poison needles were like a swarm of enraged venomous bees, and the darts were like deadly meteors, shooting towards Dou Ruohua with even greater momentum than before, instantly piercing her body.

But the strange thing was that not a drop of blood was spilled, as if those sharp flying needles and heavy poison darts had not pierced flesh and blood bodies, but illusory shadows.

Dou Ruhua's figure swayed slightly, and there was even a faint, eerie smile on his face, as if everything that had just happened was just a harmless farce. He chuckled and said, "I heard that when you killed the Silver Fox in Yong'an County, you once displayed a unique skill that could return the favor. I think it was this move just now. It is indeed powerful and hard to guard against!"

Dou Ruhua had poisonous darts stuck in his body, and even a dart stuck in his neck, but he was still talking. This scene was creepy.

(End of this chapter)