Creation Color Master

It was an overwhelming victory in a battle, but Chu Mo sat there and everything went as he expected. On the other hand, the young general in green armor successfully entered the peak of the spiritual realm amid the cheers of everyone, and was only one step away from the first realm.

In the dark, the general looked at the man in green armor in the outer courtyard, his eyes full of heat.

Chu Mo naturally didn't know that someone was secretly watching him. At this time, everyone in the outer courtyard had already started talking about it.

"I didn't expect there is such a master in the theater. The one just now was the coach of the Tiger Martial Arts School, Shen Tian, ​​who has been immersed in the spirit for many years. This young man defeated him in just a few rounds. I'm afraid he is another genius."

An old man beside him, holding a big knife in his arms, said in a deep voice: "He is also at the first level of the spiritual realm, but he can defeat Shen Tian so easily. There are probably not many young people who can match him."

Wang Xin in the inner courtyard also saw this scene and was shocked. When he first investigated the theater, he ignored these people because everyone was performing on the stage. Now it seems that he still underestimated the owner of the theater.

It is very likely that the person who killed Zhao Jie is also hiding among them. As for the man in green armor in front of him, I am afraid he is not Zhao Jie's opponent.

Next, the birthday banquet continued, and no one came to cause trouble, so Chu Mo could have lunch quietly. As for other things, Chu Mo naturally didn't care.

Finally, the birthday banquet ended and everyone stood up and left in twos and threes.

The performance on the stage had ended, and everyone was told to pack up and return the same way. Chu Mo watched everyone busy packing up the props. Wang Hong and the armored general walked out of the inner courtyard with smiles on their faces.

He came to Chu Mo and said, "Boss Chu, I'm so sorry. I just heard about what happened between you and Coach Shen. I was not thoughtful enough. I hope Boss Chu will not resent me anymore."

Chu Mo said quickly: "What are you saying, Old Master Wang? Our theater is already at the bottom of the world. This matter has nothing to do with you. I will always remember your care. You should not take this matter to heart."

Wang Hong laughed when he heard this and said, "Boss Chu is still sensible. Come, let me introduce you to a figure in the army. He is the Lieutenant General under General An Dong, the commander of Hanyang Pass. You can call him Mr. Li."

Chu Mo had noticed this person a long time ago, but this person's attention seemed to be looking behind him, as if he had other purposes in getting to know him.

But Chu Mo still had a smile on his face and said, "I, Chu Mo, greet Mr. Li."

Li Wu waved his hand and said, "I am not in the army, so there are not so many rules. But I have fought all my life, and I like training and fighting the most. I heard from Brother Wang that Master Shen is at the first level of the spiritual realm, and has stayed in this realm for many years. I wonder who made the move?"

On the side, Old Master Wang hurriedly said, "Boss Chu, my brother is straightforward. Boss Chu's theater is really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. But what about the silver-armored boy last time?"

Chu Mo's heart moved and he said, "Old Master Wang is joking. This time, someone else took action. He was lucky."

Li Wu said: "Can I meet these two? Boss Chu, please don't misunderstand me. I am just excited to see the prey."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "We come from the theater, so it's beyond our reach for us to meet Mr. Li. I hope Mr. Li won't look down on the identities of these two people." As he spoke, he waved towards the distance.

Soon, two young men came side by side. Although they were still wearing suits, they had taken off their makeup and their faces were still full of childishness.

Seeing Chu Mo and the other two, he bowed and said, "Greetings, lord. Greetings, both of you. I wonder why the lord called us here."

Hearing this, Wang Hong and Li Wu looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

Chu Mo said: "Grandpa Wang, Mr. Li, this is the martial artist who defeated Coach Shen. His name is Chu Tian." He pointed at the young man in green armor.

"This Chu Yun" pointed at the young man in silver armor next to him.

Li Wu said with a smile: "Well, what a pair of young talents, it's a pity that they were born at the wrong time. If they could join the army, Xiayang would have two more young generals."

The two just stood there without saying anything. Chu Mo quickly said, "Mr. Li, you are too kind. It is a great fortune for actors in the theater to not have to struggle for a living."

Li Wu did not respond, but just said: "Boss Chu, I am itching to show my skills, I wonder if I can fight with these two for a few moves, don't worry, I will suppress my cultivation to the peak of the spiritual realm, and stop when I am done."

Chu Mo heard this and said with a smile: "In that case, Chu Yun, Chu Tian, ​​you two will fight with Master Li for a few moves. Remember to stop fighting when the time is right."

The three men squared off in the garden and soon started fighting.

At the side, Wang Hong handed a cloth bag to Chu Mo and said, "I promised Boss Chu the reward a few days ago. I would like to thank Boss Chu for the face he gave me."

Chu Mo took the heavy cloth bag and was shocked.

On the side, Wang Hong continued, "Boss Chu, I want to remind you that Shen Tian is narrow-minded and vindictive, and his methods are cruel. Boss Chu should be careful."

Chu Mo, who also lived in Zhendong, had heard of Shen Tian's reputation. He bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, Old Master Wang, for your reminder. I am very grateful."

The two of them watched the fight between the three people on the field and chatted about everything from opera to life. They couldn't help but feel emotional. At the same time, Wang Hong became more optimistic about Chu Mo.

At this time, Li Wu's loud laughter came from the battlefield. Li Wu stood with a knife in his hand and said loudly, "Good, good, great, I like you more and more."

Seeing that the battle had subsided, Chu Mo and the other man hurried forward.

After looking at the sky, Chu Mo said, "Grandpa Wang, it's getting late. We still have things to deal with at the theater, so we'll take our leave."

Seeing Chu Mo leading the two away, Li Wu said with emotion: "Oh, what a good seedling! If he were my disciple and inherited my legacy, I would die without regrets. What a pity."

Old Master Wang said, "Old brother, don't worry. Chu Mo is an extraordinary person. These two people will not remain unknown if they follow him."

Li Wu was still a little reluctant, but he finally sighed and said, "Hey, let's go back and have a drink. We won't go home until we're drunk tonight."

Back at the theater, everything had been packed up. Chu Mo collected all the puppets and walked towards his attic.

Back in the room, Chu Mo said in a deep voice: "Hongyi, there is a coach named Shen Tian in the Menghu Martial Arts School. Tonight, ghost soldiers are passing through the area, and hundreds of ghosts are roaming at night."

A female ghost in red appeared and said, "My lord, I understand."

The next day, the streets were a little more chaotic and everyone was talking about the passing of ghosts and the night parade of demons.

Chu Mo opened the theater, showing a trace of confusion, and said to the stall owner at the side: "Old man Tian, ​​what happened on the street? Everyone is talking about it."

Old Man Tian had vegetables planted in front of him. When he heard someone calling him, he rushed over and said, "Don't make a fuss, don't make a fuss. Yesterday, ghost soldiers passed through the border and hundreds of ghosts were roaming at night. Coach Shen from the Tiger Martial Arts School died suddenly on his way home yesterday. His soul was taken away by a fierce ghost."

Chu Mo heard this and laughed, "How could any ghost come from Yong'an Town? The soldiers in the northern part of the town are so fierce, how could that blind ghost come to Yong'an Town?"

Hearing this, Old Man Tian waved his hands and said, "Boss Chu, it's better to believe it than not to believe it. Don't say this casually. Many people saw it yesterday. The night watchman in the east saw it with his own eyes yesterday. He was scared to death and went to the Taoist temple to pray for blessings early in the morning."

After walking around and seeing the effect he wanted, Chu Mo went back leisurely.