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

Chapter 179: Suspicion
There are nearly thirty martial arts masters in the hall, all of whom are the leaders of various martial arts forces in Mobei, or are well-known martial arts masters.

At this moment, when these people heard Zhuo Qingfeng's words, their expressions were different, and many people couldn't help but look at Han Xiren, the head of Tongshan Sect.

Han Xiren remained silent, looking at his nose and his heart with his eyes.

He felt helpless as well. He was a well-known figure in the Mobei martial arts world, and his sect was ranked among the eight major sects in Mobei. But in the end, he ended up losing his reputation in his later years.

At a time when all the martial arts forces had tacitly agreed to boycott the Six Gates, he was the first to publicly support the Six Gates. Although there were reasons and he was forced to do so, no one cared. They only knew that he was the first to side with the Six Gates, and everyone cursed him behind his back.

He felt bitter, but there was nothing he could do.

The disciples under his tutelage were defeated by the Six Gates. The key point was that his eldest disciple, whom he had high hopes for, was killed by Zhuo Qingfeng with a single sword. He was helpless and had to apologize to Zhuo Qingfeng.

Han Xiren remained silent, neither agreeing nor opposing Zhuo Qingfeng.

Everyone looked at the handsome man in his thirties sitting at the first seat on the right side of the hall. This man was Lin Duanyun, the leader of the Qiongshan School.

Lin Duanyun was helpless, knowing he couldn't escape. The Qiongshan Sect was now widely recognized as the largest sect in the Mobei martial arts world, and it was considered the leader of the martial arts world. Being the leader was comfortable, but it also meant shouldering the responsibility of a leader at critical moments.

Lin Duanyun immediately stood up and said, "Master Zhuo, we are all deeply saddened by the disaster that the Big Knife Sect has suffered. However, investigating cases is not our forte. We must rely entirely on the Six Gates for this matter. If we can help in any way, Master Zhuo, please let us know."

For a moment, all the martial arts masters were quite disappointed. Although they knew that Lin Duanyun was not a fool and would not openly contradict the Six Gates, they still hoped that Lin Duanyun would suddenly have a brain attack and stand up and shout, "The affairs of the martial arts world are the affairs of the martial arts world. The Six Gates do not need to interfere."

As long as Lin Duanyun dares to shout, they will respond.

Lin Duanyun knew that if he dared to shout slogans, everyone present would respond. But he also knew that if the Six Gates were provoked and attacked his Qiongshan Sect, causing chaos, the Six Gates would be in trouble, and it might even lead to the abolition of the Six Gates of Mobei and the return of the previous county-level governance system.

But, at that time,
The Mobei martial arts world won, but the Qiongshan School was gone.

What's more, the great Yunzhou hero Gu Mo is here. What's the point of him shouting slogans? Can he still command the heroes?
……

In the hall, celebrities from all sides had different thoughts and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Zhuo Qingfeng was quite satisfied, though. He was actually a bit worried that Lin Duanyun, being a fool, would directly contradict him, putting him in a difficult position. Seeing Lin Duanyun's stance, he immediately said, "Master Lin, our Six Gates will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and will not let the murderer go unpunished. However, I have a few things I would like to consult you about."

Lin Duanyun bowed and said, "Master Zhuo, please speak."

Zhuo Qingfeng sat down and said slowly, "Over 200 people from the Dadao Sect were killed, all of them dying from bloodsucking. Based on the scene, it can be determined that the murderer practiced the zombie technique that has been lost for thirty years. I would like to inquire about the specific circumstances of the Huajian Sect's demise thirty years ago to see if I can find any clues about the murderer."

Lin Duanyun said, "Master Zhuo, you still need to consult with several seniors who participated in the suppression of He Changqing. Fortunately, two of them are here now. You can ask them in person."

Zhuo Qingfeng nodded.

Immediately, everyone looked at the two old seniors sitting in the middle.

Thirty years ago, seventy-nine martial arts masters participated in the encirclement and suppression of He Changqing, but only seventeen returned alive. Thirty years later, those original group had aged and died, leaving only six or seven people. Now, another one, Yuchi Feng, has died.

At this moment, the two people in the hall were Ma Qingxiong, the head of Hanjiang Sect, and Master Jingci, the head of Suxin Temple. Hanjiang Sect and Suxin Temple were both among the eight major sects in Mobei.

Ma Qingxiong and Master Jingci are both quite old, over 60 years old.

The two were silent for a long time, and both seemed reluctant to talk about what happened in the past.

After a long while, Nun Jingci finally spoke slowly, "Master Zhuo, what do you want to know?"

Zhuo Qingfeng bowed and said, "Master Jingci, the situation is very clear now. Either He Changqing has a successor who has been secretly preparing for years and is now beginning to take revenge. Or He Changqing is not dead at all and is bound to cause a catastrophe in the martial arts world in Mobei. Therefore, I hope you can tell me what happened back then in as much detail as possible." Master Jingci sighed and said, "I am not very willing to mention what happened back then. The battle was so tragic that our Mobei martial arts world has been devastated and has not recovered to this day.

Back then, the zombie incidents were a major concern in the martial arts world, with all the major sects actively searching for the zombies and their identities. However, no leads were found, and the blood-sucking incidents continued unabated. At the time, many of us suspected that the zombies were members of the righteous sects, thus evading investigation. However, the identity of those individuals was never discovered.

Until one day, I received a secret letter from Bai Qiliao, the then leader of the Qiongshan Sect. In the letter, he stated that he had found out that the zombie was none other than He Changqing, the leader and grandmaster of the Mobei martial arts world at that time.

The matter was of grave importance, and to prevent any leaks, I went to the rendezvous in secret without even informing my own disciples. Seventy-seven other people, all former masters of the righteous Mobei martial arts world, also received the secret letter.

At this point, Master Jingci was interrupted by Zhuo Qingfeng, who asked in confusion, "Master, I have something I'm confused about. Back then, the Qiongshan Sect was the second largest sect in Mobei. While it was far inferior to the Huajian Sect, in theory, it was a rival sect. Did you trust Bai Qiliao so much back then? Weren't you worried he was a frame-up?"

Nun Jingci said, "If it was just the letter from Master Bai Qiliao, we wouldn't have believed it. However, the person who delivered the letter is Master Jingkong, the most respected martial arts master in Mobei. He is a martial arts master with great skills, but he is devoted to practicing Buddhism and doing good deeds. He has no sect or school, and he doesn't get involved in the disputes of fame and fortune in the martial arts world. The fact that he came to deliver the letter already proves the credibility of the matter.

Later, after the meeting, Master Bai showed us all kinds of evidence. Only then did we know that He Changqing had been secretly practicing evil skills and had been pretending to hunt down zombies, but secretly he himself was a zombie.

There were seventy-nine of us, so we headed for the Huajian Sect. Initially, some of us were skeptical, after all, He Changqing was highly respected in the martial arts world and had always had a very good reputation. However, we never expected that when we arrived at the Huajian Sect, we would see corpses everywhere. The entire Huajian Sect had been slaughtered, all of them dying from the bloodsucking.

He Changqing had gone berserk, roaring and charging at us the moment he saw us. Without hesitation, we engaged He Changqing in a fierce fight. However, the battle was brutal, as He Changqing had helpers. He had several helpers, all of whom were invulnerable and immensely powerful zombies. He Changqing was a silver-armored zombie, and the other bronze-armored zombies all obeyed his command.

In that battle, we paid a terrible price, losing over sixty of our companions, before we finally defeated He Changqing and his zombies. Later, we found the Zombie Kung Fu manual in the Huajian Sect, but no one was watching and it was destroyed. After repeated searches, we couldn't find any more manuals, so we burned down the Huajian Sect to prevent any future trouble. Logically speaking, it's unlikely that Zombie Kung Fu still exists in this world.

Zhuo Qingfeng pondered for a moment and said, "But the fact is that the zombie skill still exists in the world. Does He Changqing have any living successors?"

Nun Jingci said, "Back then, when the Huajian Sect was wiped out, He Changqing's birthday was approaching, and all of his direct disciples rushed back. Afterwards, a tragedy occurred, and all of He Changqing's direct disciples died at the scene. We checked. There were some outer disciples who survived, but He Changqing didn't even teach his direct disciples the zombie skills, so it's impossible for him to pass it on to his outer disciples."

Zhuo Qingfeng thought for a moment and said, "Oh right, Master, you just said that He Changqing has several bronze-armored zombies under his command. Did you ever check the identities of those zombies? Is it possible that they passed on the secret manual?"

Nun Jingci said, "We investigated and found out that it was three wandering people from the Jianghu. We investigated their relatives and friends at the time and found no trace of them spreading the zombie skills."

Zhuo Qingfeng asked again: "Master Jingci, are you sure He Changqing is really dead?"

Nun Jingci nodded and said, "We burned He Changqing's body together. We watched him turn to ashes with our own eyes, so we were sure he was dead."

"Nothing suspicious?"

Master Jingci shook her head and said, "No..."

"Yes." At this moment, Ma Qingxiong, the head of the Hanjiang Sect who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "In fact, when we burned He Changqing's body, it was beaten beyond recognition."

Nun Jingci said, "We fought together, and it was always like that. What's there to be worried about? He was never completely out of sight."

Ma Qingxiong said, "But when he died, he was knocked down to the bottom of Broken Sword Cliff, and it was only Sect Leader Bai who jumped down using his Qinggong skills. During that time, only Sect Leader Bai could see He Changqing. Theoretically, there were also many Huajian Sect disciples who died tragically at the bottom of Broken Sword Cliff. If He Changqing didn't die at that time, he was quick enough to find a substitute with a similar body shape and change clothes, so it makes sense."

"This..." Nun Jingci pondered for a moment and said, "Master Ma is right. We jointly knocked He Changqing to the bottom of Broken Sword Cliff. Master Bai was a master of Qinggong and gave chase. When we got there, we saw He Changqing's body. Master Bai was there at the time, so no one asked any questions. Only Master Bai himself knows whether He Changqing was out of his sight when he fell to the bottom of the cliff."

Zhuo Qingfeng said, "This is very simple. Why don't you ask Master Bai and find out?"

Everyone looked at Lin Duanyun, the head of the Qiongshan Sect.

Lin Duanyun said helplessly, "I don't know where my master is now. As you all know, eight years ago, after my master passed the position of headmaster to me, he lived a carefree life. He was either mediating endless disputes here or meeting friends there. If he didn't contact us, we wouldn't be able to contact him. It's been half a year since my master last returned to the mountain."

(End of this chapter)