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

Chapter 122: Twin Immortals of Snow Ridge
Lingnan Prefecture is a unique prefecture, situated at the border of Qingzhou and Yunzhou. Lingnan boasts a complex terrain, characterized by rolling hills and crisscrossing rivers. Its climate is hot and humid, with spring-like weather all year round, abundant rainfall, and perpetual fog. Due to the high humidity, miasma often lingers in the mountains and forests, making it difficult for outsiders to adapt.

However, because of this climate, many unique medicinal herbs and teas were born. Therefore, many merchants from Qing and Yun states come to Lingnan to purchase goods all year round, trade between the two places, and make a profit from the difference.

For example, the caravan that brought Gu Mo and Gu Chudong this time brought local porcelain specialties from Linjiang County to Lingnan and sold them at high prices, and then bought medicinal materials, furs and tea from Lingnan at low prices and brought them back to Linjiang County to sell at high prices.

Although the round trip takes a long time and the journey is long and risky, the profit is extremely high and it is worth the risk.

The boss of the caravan was named Ma Xingkong, a native of Linjiang City. Although he was a businessman, he was also a man of the world. Naturally, he was well aware of Gu Mo's name, so he took very good care of Gu Mo and Gu Chudong along the way.

At noon one day, a group of people were walking in a mountain. It was sunny in the morning, but now it was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

However, this situation was commonplace for the caravan members. The boss, Ma Xingkong, rode up to Gu Mo and said, "Master Gu, Miss Gu, it's going to rain. I'm afraid we'll be delayed again today. However, it shouldn't be delayed for too long. This is the climate in Lingnan. Rain comes quickly and goes away quickly."

Gu Mo nodded slightly. He had experienced the climate of Lingnan during the past few days since entering the territory of Lingnan. It was really like the child's personality as rumored, crying and laughing at the same time.

"It's okay, Boss Ma," Gu Chudong said, "We've already arrived in Lingnan, and we're not in a hurry. Are you planning to set up camp right here?"

"That's not necessary," Ma Xingkong said. "This mountain is called Kongming Mountain. Inside the mountain is a temple called Kongming Temple. There lives a master of profound Buddhist knowledge, whose Dharma name is Huiyuan. I have a good relationship with Master Huiyuan, so we can go to Kongming Temple to rest for a while. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Master Huiyuan for half a year, so it's a good opportunity to meet him."

"That's good." Gu Chudong said, "Camping outside is not as good as camping in a house."

Immediately,

Ma Xingkong ordered to speed up.

There were about ten people in the caravan, and three flatbed horse-drawn carts for loading cargo. They were not complicated and traveled quite fast.

Just as the group passed an intersection, a small temple came into view. The vermilion paint on the temple's outer wall had become mottled due to the passage of time. A few unknown wild flowers poked out from the top of the wall, swaying gently in the breeze, adding a bit of vitality to this ancient place.

Ma Xingkong said quickly, "That must be Kongming Temple. Master Gu, Miss Gu, please wait a moment. I'll go knock on the door."

Immediately,

Ma Xingkong dismounted and ran to the temple gate, knocking on the door.

After a while, the door opened and a handsome young monk appeared. He looked to be about twenty years old, very gentle and smiling, which made people feel good at first sight.

The young monk clasped his hands together and bowed, "Sir, are you here to burn incense and pray for blessings?"

Ma Xingkong looked at the young monk with some confusion and said, "Where is Master Huiyuan? I'm his friend. I was passing by and came to visit him."

"So you are a friend of Master," the young monk said. "I am Juechen, Master's new disciple. Master has been invited out to visit friends, so now only a few of my fellow monks and I are left in the temple. If you are not in a hurry, you can go into the temple and rest first. Master should be back tomorrow."

Ma Xingkong said, "I can't wait until tomorrow, but it's going to rain now. I'd like to borrow your temple to take shelter temporarily. Is that possible?"

Juechen quickly said, "Of course, please."

Immediately,

Ma Xingkong called on the caravan members to lead their horses into the temple from the side. It was obvious that Ma Xingkong was very familiar with Kongming Temple and must have stopped here often.

This temple is indeed very small.

There is a small courtyard in the middle, with two side rooms on both sides and a main hall in the middle.

Although this temple is small, it houses quite a few Buddha statues. In the middle is a clay statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and on both sides of the main hall are statues of Weituo Bodhisattva, Sudhana Boy, Dragon Girl and the Four Heavenly Kings. However, I don’t know if the master is not at home so the apprentice was lazy and didn’t even light incense and candles.

As soon as everyone entered the yard and the horses were not tied up yet, heavy rain poured down. Everyone hurriedly tied up the horses and ran into the hall to shelter from the rain.

As soon as I entered the hall,

Ma Xingkong and the others were slightly surprised that there were actually two girls sitting on the cushions in the corner of the hall. However, Ma Xingkong and the others were not surprised because of the two girls. They all came here to avoid the rain. It was normal for other people to come here to avoid the rain. Seeing that the two girls were carrying bags, it was obvious that they were also on their way here. Therefore, it was normal for them to come to the temple to avoid the rain.

However, the reason why Ma Xingkong and others were surprised was because the two girls were so beautiful.

The two girls sat quietly, dressed in coarse linen, without any makeup, yet their natural beauty could not be concealed. The girl on the left had a gentle gaze, her eyebrows full of spring, her eyes like water, and her gaze was full of tenderness. The girl on the right lowered her head slightly, her lips slightly pursed, like a crabapple blossoming in the rain, her fragility tinged with a touch of timidity that drew tenderness. This gentle appearance inspired pity.

Seeing so many people coming in, the two girls looked a little timid and cowardly. They looked so timid that I felt pity for them.

This look made Ma Xingkong and other grown men feel a little restrained, especially the young men in the caravan. Some of them even blushed and their hearts beat fast, not daring to look at the two girls for too long. They buried their heads but couldn't help wanting to look.

Ma Xingkong bowed to the two girls without saying anything, and then asked the caravan members to rest. They were all wanderers, and they didn't have so many rules. They all sat on the ground. Except that they couldn't help but secretly glance at the two girls, there was not much difference from their usual rest time. The only difference was that the voices were much lower. It was not known whether it was because this was a quiet Buddhist place or because they didn't want to disturb the two beautiful girls.

In the corner, the two girls were also secretly observing the caravan. When their gazes fell on Gu Mo, a strange look flashed in their eyes. They looked at each other and couldn't help but look again.

Just at this moment, Gu Mo smiled slightly.

The two girls actually smiled. They were already incredibly beautiful, and their smile made the young men in the caravan's heartbeats and breathing quicken. Even the middle-aged men with families, including Ma Xingkong, couldn't resist the girls' smiles and became distracted for a moment.

but,

At this moment, the monk Juechen came in, breaking the atmosphere in the hall. He was carrying a tea table with three plates of cakes, two pots of tea and some cups on it.

"My small temple is simple, and I apologize for neglecting all the donors!"

Monk Juechen placed two plates of cakes in front of Ma Xingkong and other members of the caravan, and also put down two pots of tea and cups according to the number of people. Then, he brought a pot of tea and a plate of cakes to the two girls separately.

Everyone thanked Monk Juechen.

Monk Juechen clasped his hands together and bowed, saying, "Dear donors, please rest here. I and my fellow monks are in the side rooms. If you need anything, just call us."

Then, Monk Juechen slowly left the hall.

In the main hall, the people in the caravan also picked up their tea cups or cakes and started eating.

Ma Xingkong personally poured tea for Gu Mo and Gu Chudong, saying, "This tea should be the Mingqian Mountain Tea made by Master Huiyuan himself. Tea leaves are picked from the old tea plants on the top of Kongming Mountain a few days before Qingming Festival every year. Master Huiyuan calls it Mingqian Mountain Tea. Coupled with Master Huiyuan's unique technique, it is definitely a rare and fine tea. It's a pity that Master Huiyuan is unwilling to pass it on to others. Otherwise, if he worked hard, he might have another high-quality tea on the market."

Ma Xingkong took a sip as he spoke, praising it, "It's indeed Mingqian Mountain Tea, and it still tastes just like this. When I come back from this trip, I must ask Master Huiyuan for some."

Gu Mo smiled slightly, not knowing how to respond, because he didn't understand tea. In his mouth, all tea tasted the same. For him to drink good tea was no different from a cow chewing a peony.

but,

Just as Gu Mo picked up the teacup and prepared to drink, he froze. Similarly, Gu Chudong beside him also froze with her teacup. She frowned slightly and whispered, "Brother, is this the Soul-Trapping Powder?"

Gu Mo nodded slightly.

"This……"

Gu Mo smiled slightly.

Gu Chudong understood what he meant and picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp. However, he used a trick before doing so and evaporated the tea with his internal energy.

Gu Mo did the same thing. Although the Soul-Trapping Powder would not have any effect on him, he did not have the habit of taking medicine. However, he did not stop Ma Xingkong and others because the Soul-Trapping Powder would not cause any harm to the human body. It would just make him sleep.

really,

After a while, some people in the caravan began to realize that something was wrong and their heads started to feel dizzy. However, Kunhunsan was the most effective hypnotic drug in the world today, bar none.

Therefore, even though Ma Xingkong's internal strength was considered second-rate in the martial arts world, he was unable to hold on and fainted directly.

Gu Mo and Gu Chudong cooperated very well, leaning against the wall and pretending to be unconscious.

After a while

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and a group of monks came in, a total of six people, led by Juechen. However, except for Juechen, the other five people all looked ferocious and ferocious, the kind that would make people feel scared at first sight.

Juechen changed his gentle demeanor and cursed, "Damn it, these people almost ruined my good thing." Then, Juechen looked at the two girls in the corner and said with a lewd smile, "Brothers, I didn't expect that we would have such good luck even though we are hiding in this godforsaken place!"

"Boss," a bald strong man pointed at Gu Chudong and said, "Don't forget, there's another one here. Although he hasn't grown up yet, he looks and has a good figure. Especially his skin is really good. There's a word that goes... whatever you blow... you get..."

"That's called fragile, silly guy. You only regret not having enough knowledge when you need it, right?"

A teasing female voice suddenly sounded.

"Yes, yes, that's right..."

The bald monk was suddenly shocked before he finished speaking. Not only him, but the other monks were also shocked. They all looked at the two girls in the corner who were obviously unconscious and were actually smiling at the six of them with horror.

"Six Monsters of Qishan, it's really not easy to find you!"

The six monks were shocked when the girl revealed their identities. Monk Juechen's pupils shrank slightly and he said in a deep voice, "I've made a mistake. I didn't ask who you two are?"

The two girls stood up.

In an instant, her temperament suddenly changed. The gentleness, fragility and pitifulness she had before seemed to dissipate like clouds and smoke, and was replaced by a noble and cold elegance that kept people at a distance. Her whole body seemed to be emitting a layer of invisible frost, making people dare not approach easily.

"We come from the Snow Ridge."

Juechen was shocked: "The Twin Immortals of Snow Ridge!"

(End of this chapter)