Creation Color Master

Because Chu Mo drank two glasses of wine, he recovered after a day.

Facing the setting sun, Chu Mo and his group decided to continue on their journey and try to reach the next city early tomorrow morning.

The golden crow falls, and the jade plate rises.

Chu Mo and others hurried on their journey under the bright moonlight, walking and stopping along the country paths or forest trails.

Chu Mo discovered that perhaps because of Qizhou’s prosperous population, human footprints were everywhere and it was difficult to encounter large monsters even at night, let alone monster attacks.

Just as Chu Mo walked out of the woods and came to an open space covered with weeds, he saw a light in the distance.

The lights flicker at night, burning alone in the darkness.

There is no one living around here, and it is overgrown with weeds. A lonely thatched hut just sits there quietly, which looks a bit weird no matter how you look at it.

With curiosity in his heart, Chu Mo led everyone slowly towards the thatched hut.

It was not until he got closer that he discovered that the thatched house was built by the water and there was a cultivated field next to it. Chu Mo immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that there must be someone living here.

Could he be a hermit who is tired of the world?

With doubts in his mind, Chu Mo approached the thatched hut again. Until it was right in front of him, Chu Mo saw a mound of earth standing on the open space to the left of the thatched hut, with a simple wooden sign inserted in front of the mound.

How could Chu Mo not tell what this mound of earth was? It was clearly a grave.

Chu Mo just stood in front of the door and coughed lightly.

Soon, the wooden door of the thatched hut was opened, and a young scholar in plain clothes walked out.

The scholar was stunned when he saw Chu Mo and his group, then he saluted calmly and said, "My name is Han Xianchu, nice to meet you all."

Chu Mo was also stunned when he saw Han Xianchu, because he sensed something strange.

The scholar was dressed thinly, and although he had a hint of literary air about him, it was mixed with a ghostly aura. His brows were dark and dim, and his whole body was lacking in energy and spirit, revealing a sense of decadence. A closer look revealed that the corners of the scholar's mouth were black and blue, and he had wounds on his body.

Chu Mo glanced at Yao Guangxiao, and then looked carefully at the grave not far away again, as if confirming something.

There is a ghostly aura about the scholar, which is a sign of encountering a ghost, but the tombs in the courtyard are extremely normal, which seems a little unreasonable.

Could it be that this ghost is so good at hiding that he could even deceive Yao Guangxiao and others?

There is a fierce look between the scholar's brows, and I'm afraid he will encounter a bloody disaster or even be in danger of his life in the near future.

Coupled with the scholar's decadent and injured appearance, everything seems to be telling something.

In order to find out the truth and save the scholar's life, Chu Mo said, "I am Chu Mo, and the people around me are my guards. I am passing by here. It's late at night and the dew is heavy. I wonder if I can borrow your place to rest for a while."

Han Xianchu saw Chu Mo's extraordinary temperament and immediately said with a smile: "Brother Chu, since you are here, you and I are destined to meet. I think Brother Chu is also a handsome man and should be well-read."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "No, no, I have only read a few books, I can't say I am well-read."

Han Xianchu exchanged polite words with Chu Mo and then invited everyone into the house.

Chu Mo looked around and found that the thatched hut was extremely simple. There was a bed made of wooden boards with thin bedding on it and a piece of gray cloth neatly placed at the head of the bed.

There was only a table and a chair in front of me. It could be said that there was not a single decent piece of furniture in the entire house.

Chu Mo looked at the injured Han Xianchu, took out a bottle of medicine, put it on the table and said, "This place is deserted, how could Brother Chu settle down here? Also, since you are far away from people, how could you get injured?"

When Han Xianchu saw the medicine Chu Mo took out, he just glanced at it and said, "This is a long story. You should get some rest quickly, as we have to travel early tomorrow morning."

Seeing that Han Xianchu did not answer his question, Chu Mo said that it was within his expectations.

So he spoke again: "I see that Brother Han seems to have a great story. I wonder if he has encountered any difficulties. If so, Brother Han and I hit it off right away, so I can lend a hand and give him a hand."

Hearing this, Han Xianchu showed a hint of self-mockery at the corner of his mouth, and murmured: "No, now I have nothing to pursue. Being able to live quietly here is the greatest satisfaction."

Chu Mo then started talking again, saying, "I saw a grave in Brother Han's courtyard. Could it be the grave of his deceased first wife?"

Han Xianchu seemed to feel even more depressed after hearing this. He slowly sat down beside the bed, shook his head, and murmured, "She is not my wife yet. My poor Meng'er is not my wife yet. We will be separated forever."

After saying that, he lay down on the bed and burst into tears.

Chu Mo knew that this was because Han Xianchu had been suppressing his emotions for a long time, which was why he lost his composure after hearing what he said.

After a long while, Han Xianchu stood up and apologized: "I'm sorry, everyone. I lost my composure."

Chu Mo smiled and said, "It seems that Brother Han is trapped by love. It's not a good idea to suppress this kind of thing. Why don't you tell me how you and sister-in-law met?"

Han Xianchu looked at Chu Mo seriously, and seemed to feel Chu Mo's sincerity, and poured out what had happened.

Unknown to everyone, while they were quietly listening to Han Xianchu's story, a woman was standing quietly by the field outside the courtyard.

The woman was dressed like a lady from a wealthy family, her face showing her knowledge and good manners. At this moment, she was looking at Han Xianchu in the thatched hut with love.

The shadow of the woman just stood there quietly for a long time.

At some point, a figure covered in a black robe appeared next to the woman's shadow and said, "Oh, there are guests at your house. I'm afraid you and your husband won't be able to see each other tonight."

The woman seemed not to hear anything and just watched quietly.

The black-robed man seemed unwilling to give up, and murmured, "Yumeng, you probably don't know yet, but today the people from your house came to cause trouble again, and beat up Han Xianchu."

Hearing this, the woman's body was filled with ghostly aura. She turned around and stared at the man in black with a pair of cold eyes.

The man in black said, "Your father heard from someone that Han Xianchu built a cenotaph for you when he moved here, and engraved it with the tomb of his first wife Yumeng. When your father found out, he was furious and ordered his servants to beat Han Xianchu severely."

"And your father has also said that he must destroy your grave tomorrow, or he will send someone to kill him."

"Your father is so heartless and has no regard for you, his daughter, at all. He forced you to slit your wrists and commit suicide. Now he even doesn't let Han Xianchu go. He is so cold-blooded and heartless."

The man in black robe was bewitching her from the side, and every word he said was like a sharp blade, stabbing into Yu Meng's heart.

As the black-robed man shouted, Yu Meng gradually lost her nature. Endless resentment swirled in her body. Ghostly energy entered Yu Meng's ghost body, and the ghost body began to gradually solidify.

"whoosh"

The next second, Yu Meng's figure disappeared.

The man in black robe stood there and laughed sinisterly, but the sound did not alarm the people in the room.

The black-robed man looked at the thatched cottage with madness in his eyes, and said, "It's almost time, it's almost time, when I bewitch Yu Meng to kill her family and turn them into ghosts, you won't be able to escape either, so just be my ghost slave."

Then he turned and disappeared into the weeds.