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

Chapter 97: Fengming Ferry

That night, the wind was freezing cold, howling like ghosts and wolves, bringing heavy snow that fell on the earth. By the next morning, the whole world had changed its appearance overnight.

The streets and alleys in the town were covered with snow, layer upon layer, pure white, like a winding jade silk ribbon, or like a white brocade left by a fairy.

The houses in the distance are covered with layers of snow. On top of the roof tiles, the snow piles up like continuous small hills. In the morning light, they emit a cool glow. Occasionally, a few wisps of smoke rise up, adding a bit of fireworks flavor to this silver-white world.

The heavy snow continued to fall. Qiandeng Town, which had been quiet due to the heavy snow, suddenly became noisy and lively due to the appearance of a piece of news.

Gu Mo, Gu Chudong and Yang Qingtong appeared in Tai'an County.

The news caused a stir in Qiandeng Town, Tai'an County, where many heroes gathered.

Qiandeng Town is the nearest market town to Nanting Villa, where the martial arts conference is held. Because the time of the martial arts conference has not yet arrived, all the major sects that have arrived are now gathered in Qiandeng Town and temporarily stationed there.

At this moment, the undercurrent in Qiandeng Town is surging.

However, none of the sects responded immediately. It was not until the Canglan Sword Sect, stationed in a large inn in the north of the town, responded that the other sects began to follow suit one after another.

The Canglan Sword Sect dispatched a group of over a hundred people, led by the sect's eldest senior brother, Shang Buyu, who was known in the martial arts world as the master of all heaven's secrets.

Accompanying Shang Buyu was Baiyun Sword Shen Bai, one of the leading figures among the second generation of disciples of Canglan Sword Sect.

Shang Buyu is over fifty years old. He is the direct disciple of Qi Tianshu, the head of Canglan Sword Sect. Although he has not officially taken over as the head, he has been in charge of the sect's affairs for many years. He has a calm and solemn air. He is tall and straight, with a posture as straight as a pine tree. The traces left by the years on his body have not diminished his style, but have added a bit of mellow charm to him.

"Junior Brother Shen, I heard that you have a good relationship with Gu Mo?"

Shen Bai and Shang Buyu were riding side by side on horseback, and Shang Buyu suddenly asked.

Shen Bai nodded slightly and said, "At the beginning of this year, I was ordered by my master to go to the Tang family in Zhushan County, Linjiang Commandery to retrieve weapons. There, I met Gu Mo and became friends with him out of his kindness. He is a man of profound martial arts skills and a straightforward person. I like him very much. Over the past few months, we have been exchanging letters frequently. I even gave him a token from my master."

Shang Buyu said in a deep voice, "Junior Brother Shen, I'm not blaming you. I was young once too, and I was just as high-spirited and ambitious as you are. I just want to remind you that the martial world is dangerous and people's hearts are hard to discern. Whether we're making friends or traveling the martial world, we must remember to uphold righteousness and distinguish between good and evil. Good is good, and evil is evil. Don't ignore the overall situation because of personal feelings."

Shen Bai nodded and said, "Brother Shang, don't worry. I know what's important. The Moon Worshiping Demon Cult has committed countless evil deeds, and their death is not a pity."

Shang Buyu nodded slightly and said nothing more.

After walking for a while, when they just arrived outside the town, they saw a group of people coming towards them. There were only twenty or thirty people, each holding a long sword, and they looked very imposing. They were the people from the Qiushan Sword Field of Jinlan Mansion, one of the six major sects in Yunzhou.

The leader of Qiushan Sword Field is Jiang Wanzhao, one of the ten great masters, the first disciple of Sword Master Li Qiuyu, the eldest senior brother of Qiushan Sword Field, and known as the Nanshan Swordsman in the martial arts world. His fame in Yunzhou is no less than that of Shang Buyu. However, because Qiushan Sword Field cannot compare with the status of Canglan Sword Sect in Qian Country, he is naturally not as famous as Shang Buyu outside Yunzhou.

As soon as the two teams met, Shang Buyu and Jiang Wanzhao, as leaders, came out to greet them.

However, Jiang Wanzhao is a very pure swordsman. To be precise, the more famous the people in Qiushan Sword Field are, the purer they are. They are all a group of kendo enthusiasts who are not very worldly-wise and never beat around the bush when speaking.

After Jiang Wanzhao greeted Shang Buyu, he said, "Originally, I set out as soon as I received the news, but the elders in our sect told me that your Canglan Sword Sect is the leader of the righteous path in Yunzhou. We cannot express our stance before you, nor can we arrive before you. However, I don't like to procrastinate, so, Brother Shang, please move faster."

Shang said nothing but smiled helplessly.
Some rules are implicit rules.

As the undisputed number one sect in Yunzhou, the Canglan Sword Sect may not have the title of the leader of the martial arts world, but it has the power of being the leader. Therefore, under normal circumstances, when it comes to major events in the martial arts world, the words and deeds of the Canglan Sword Sect serve as a weather vane. No one dares to speak before the Canglan Sword Sect speaks, and no one dares to go forward where the Canglan Sword Sect is. Even if they have to wait, they have to wait behind.

However, everyone knows it tacitly.

However, only the swordsmen at Qiushan Sword Field would bring it up openly.

However, Shang Buyu knew the morals of these people and did not take it to heart. He said, "Brother Jiang, the Sanjiang Gang, Feiyu Gang, Xinyi League, and Wu Family are all going. Why don't we wait and go together?"

"Are they going to join in the fun too?" Jiang Wanzhao asked, "Who's leading the Wu family?"

Shang Buyu said, "The Wu family should be headed by Wu Tianfang, the Feiyu Gang is headed by Chang Si, the Sanjiang Gang is headed by Xiao Jinghong, the Xinyi League is headed by Yin Tianye, owner of Nanting Villa, and there are also Tie Shizi of the Daqimen, Shangguan Yun of the Nuchao Gang, and so on!"

Jiang Wanzhao suddenly said, "By the way, where are we going?"

Shang Buyu was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully, "Brother Jiang, you don't know where to go?"

"Well," Jiang Wanzhao nodded and said, "I'm just following orders. The elder doesn't like to talk to me much, so just let me follow you."

Shang Buyu chuckled and said, "Let's go to Fengming Ferry. According to intelligence, Gu Mo and Yang Qingtong are at the border of Tai'an County. If nothing unexpected happens, they should reach Fengming Ferry before dark."

...At night, Fengming Ferry.

It was snowing heavily and had been going on for a whole day and night. There was thick snow everywhere, and goose-feather-like snowflakes were still falling, like fairies sprinkling white flowers, slowly drifting towards the earth.

However, even in such weather, Fengming Ferry was still bustling with bright lights everywhere, and it was extremely lively. This was because the ferry was the meeting point of several surrounding counties. A large river ran through it, and the waterway was accessible. There were many people from the south and north traveling back and forth, and over time, a prosperous commercial town was formed here.

Especially with the heavy snow from last night to today, which blocked the way for many people, the Fengming Ferry became even more lively, and all the inns were almost overcrowded.

At the edge of the ferry, in an inn, the waiter moved out the tables and chairs, built a big fire in the hall, and prepared a dozen braziers. The north wind was howling outside, and the cold wind and snow squeezed in through the cracks in the door, making the fire burn brightly and dim. Many guests were drinking and chatting in the hall, making it very lively.

As the sky grew darker, another guest came to the door.

There was a man and two women, all wrapped in thick robes, with cloth hats on their heads and coarse cloth covering their faces, so their faces could not be seen clearly. However, this kind of attire was indeed common in this cold season.

"Boss, prepare two guest rooms!" a woman said.

"My apologies, gentlemen, but our inn is fully booked," the shopkeeper said apologetically. "Last night, a sudden heavy snowfall blocked all the traveling merchants. All the other inns are running low on room. So, I've had no other choice but to light a fire in the lobby to keep those without rooms warm." Finally, the shopkeeper added, "Other inns are similarly underserved. You can look around; perhaps one has some remaining rooms."

The woman turned her head to look at the man and whispered, "Brother?"

The man pondered for a moment and asked, "Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes, yes, they're all hot!" the shopkeeper said quickly.

The man nodded and said, "Then give me some cooked food and a pot of hot wine, the best wine."

"Understood. Please wait a moment, my three guests."

The shopkeeper immediately ordered the waiter to prepare wine and food, while the man and two women found a brazier in the corner of the lobby and sat around it.

These three people are Gu Mo, Gu Chudong and Yang Qingtong.

The Fengming Ferry is the only way to get to Tai'an County.

It was already dark when they arrived here, and the snow was still falling. The three of them decided to find an inn to rest. They hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days, especially last night, when it snowed heavily. The three of them were on the road and couldn't find a place to stay. They endured the wind and snow all night and the whole day without even a sip of hot water.

However, looking at the current situation, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a room to rest tonight. But even if I can only rest in this lobby, it's better than enduring a night of wind and snow.

There are quite a few people in the lobby at the moment, and it's a bit noisy.

After a while, the waiter arrived with wine and food, and also brought a small table. He explained apologetically, "The inn doesn't usually use many tables, so we didn't prepare any extra. Please bear with us, my guests!"

Gu Chudong waved his hand and said, "It's okay, go and do your thing."

The waiter thanked him profusely and quickly retreated.

Gu Mo and the other two quickly took off the coarse cloth covering their faces. They were in a corner and it was dark at night, so they didn't have to worry about being noticed.

Gu Chudong wiped the chopsticks and handed them to Gu Mo, then put the wine pot in the brazier to heat it up. The three of them began to eat. The dishes were very ordinary, but the three of them ate with gusto. They hadn't eaten a hot meal in several days, and now it was freezing cold, and a bite of hot food was like delicacies from land and sea.

As for wine,
It belongs to Gu Mo alone.

Yang Qingtong doesn't drink, and Gu Chudong is not interested in alcohol on a daily basis except for taking a sip or two when he feels like it's fun and wants to join in the fun. Therefore, the pot of wine ordered is for only Gu Mo to drink.

While the three of them were having dinner,

Guests continued to arrive outside the door, and more and more of them came in, making the already small lobby even more crowded.

The waiter kept running back and forth to greet customers. As soon as he returned to the counter, someone would come, usually in groups of three or five.

The waiter was also puzzled and muttered, "It's really strange, why are there so many people here now, all crowded together!"

However, when the waiter didn't notice,
As more and more people came, the inn gradually became quieter, the voices became smaller and smaller, and the atmosphere gradually became depressing. In the end, there were forty or fifty people crowded in the lobby of a small inn, but no one spoke.

(End of this chapter)