Chapter 817 – The Myriad Golden Leaves of the Wenshui (1/2)

Chapter 817 – The Myriad Golden Leaves of the Wenshui

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

There were many people who used a sword, but if one were to talk about attainments in the path of the sword, the normal person would believe that Chen Changsheng was the best.

This was because Chen Changsheng knew countless sword styles, possessed countless swords, and had also studied the sword under Su Li.

In truth, although Luo Bu did not know as many sword techniques as Chen Changsheng, he was certainly not inferior to Chen Changsheng in his understanding of the sword, and was even slightly superior.

After walking along the river for some time, he saw that the icy river came to a sudden break. Here was an extremely precipitous cliff with a ten-some-zhang difference in elevation.

The ice covered the plains and river, but where the river came to a sudden stop, the water below the layer of ice surged out, rumbling as it dropped down the cliff.

The blue-clothed stranger walked to a massive stone in the center of the river.

The waters of the river carried fragments of ice and bits of snow as they flowed past the boulder and poured down in a waterfall.

Mu Jiushi sat at the very front of the boulder, watching the rather turbid river water while in a thoughtful mood.

The stranger exchanged a few words with Mu Jiushi.

Luo Bu, concealed amongst the frosted grass, quietly watched.

The distance was too vast and the roaring of the water too loud for him to clearly hear what the two were saying, but he could still draw what he saw.

The charcoal pencil moved along the white paper, giving off a soft scratching sound, quickly rendering the snowy river, the chaotic waterfall, and the two people standing on the boulder.

The blue-clothed stranger suddenly turned around, shooting a glance at the forests lining the river.

The hand holding the charcoal pencil stiffened.

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Leaving the desert, Chen Changsheng continued his journey towards Wenshui City. This time, however, it was not just Nanke at his side, but also Zhexiu and Guan Feibai.

He was well aware that he would encounter many troubles on this journey south, and after entering Wenshui City, he would encounter even more.

Neither he nor Zhexiu had said why they wanted to go to Wenshui.

It was just like how several years ago, after Chen Changsheng had defeated Zhou Ziheng outside the Orthodox Academy, he had boarded a carriage and gone off to the alley of the Northern Military Department.

At the time, he and that fellow had also not said what they were going to do.

Back then, they were going to Zhou Prison to pick someone up. It was the same now: they were going to Wenshui City to pick someone up.

That fellow was in Wenshui City and it had been a long time since they had heard anything from him.

Regardless of whether or not the people they encountered on the road really did dare to assassinate Chen Changsheng, many people did not want him to go to Wenshui.

So he had to go to Wenshui.

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It was a clear and ordinary day in the winter of the third year of the new era. The winter clouds had suddenly dispersed, allowing the world to bask in a rare and beautiful sunlight. Chen Changsheng's party arrived on the plains outside Wenshui City.

When he could see Wenshui City in the distance, Wenshui City had already seen him.

One could firmly state that at this point, the entirety of Wenshui City knew that he had arrived.

But nothing happened.

Whether it was the Tang clan guards at the city gate or the peddlers and pedestrians along the road, none of them revealed any sort of strange expression upon seeing them.

To put it more accurately, those guards and peddlers didn't even give them a glance, even when they were having their entry papers examined.

Wenshui City was bustling. All of its streets and alleys were connected and accessible, especially its main street, which ran from north to south. It was in no way inferior to the capital's Vermillion Bird Avenue and Luoyang's Avenue of the Eastern God. It was exceptionally wide, able to hold eight carriages running in tandem, and had a grand atmosphere.

But when Chen Changsheng's party appeared, the street suddenly seemed rather packed.

It wasn't that they were deliberately blocking those carriages and pedestrians. Instead, when they were still ten-some zhang away from them, the carriages and pedestrians would change their routes.

It was evident that these people were all going around them, keeping far away from where they walked.