Creation Color Master

Chu Mo followed the little boy to a courtyard and saw a middle-aged man carving the wood sculpture through the fence.

The little boy shouted across the fence: "Dad, someone wants to see you. He is also curious about what Habaek looks like."

The middle-aged man straightened up with a chisel in one hand and a hammer in the other and looked at Chu Mo and others.

Chu Mo pushed open the wooden door and walked into the yard, saying, "Uncle, I apologize for disturbing you."

After the man looked at Chu Mo carefully, he said to the little boy, "Yu'er, why don't you bring some stools over so that the guests can sit down."

Seeing that the man had a straightforward personality, Chu Mo got straight to the point and said, "Uncle, this is what happened. We passed by here and were blocked by the ancient Huai River. Suddenly, we saw fog across the river in the morning, and we vaguely saw a blurry figure. I heard that it was the legendary He Bo?"

"Because I was in a hurry and didn't want to cause any trouble, I wanted to find a boat to cross the river in the village, but I found that the villagers all looked at me coldly. On the way back, I met your son. During the conversation, I learned that you really saw He Bo, so I came to your house out of curiosity."

The man glanced at Chu Mo and said, "So you didn't see He Bo's appearance clearly."

Chu Mo nodded after hearing this.

The man smiled bitterly and said, "There are no gods in this world. What I saw was just a monster called the Water-controlling Scaled Ape. I don't know why, but this Water-controlling Scaled Ape became very large and had undergone some abnormal changes."

Chu Mo had never seen this kind of monster, so he naturally didn't recognize it, but he had a question in his mind: "Uncle, why did the legend of He Bo spread? And I heard that He Bo appears every year to save people, how do you explain this?"

The man avoided her gaze, as if he didn't want to talk about it, and hesitantly said, "I don't know what happened. Not long after I met the Water-Controlling Scaled Ape, the news spread in the village that someone had seen He Bo and that He Bo had saved people."

Chu Mo did not ask further questions, but changed the topic and asked, "Then how can you be sure that you saw the Water-controlling Scaled Ape and not He Bo?"

Mo Shiyan sighed and said, "How can I not be sure? I saw it with my own eyes. This monster has an ugly face and a deep blue body. It can run on the waves. I don't know why, but the one I saw could walk upright on the water like a human."

Chu Mo stared at Mo Shiyan and said, "Uncle, are you sure?"

Mo Shiyan looked displeased and said angrily, "Of course I'm sure. If I hadn't been lucky, I would have been eaten by the fish." After saying that, he lifted up his trouser leg to reveal the prosthetic limb inside.

"This leg is all thanks to the water-controlling ape. Now you can trust me, young master."

Chu Mo looked embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, uncle. If that's the case, why don't you make the truth public? This will cause the villagers to be ignorant and the construction of the Hebo Temple will be a waste of money and manpower."

Mo Shiyan sighed dejectedly, "Why didn't I tell you? It's just that the villagers don't want to believe it. You are an outsider, so it's better for you to leave as soon as possible."

"I also want to give you a piece of advice. I suggest you go south and find a village to borrow a boat to cross the river. This is because it is the day to worship the God of Rivers, and the villagers will not allow boats to enter the water to disrupt the worship."

When Chu Mo heard that his host had ordered him to leave, he said goodbye and left without saying anything.

After walking a long way, Tian Yiheng said, "My lord, this man must know something, and he is deliberately hiding it."

Yao Guangxiao said calmly, "My lord, have you noticed that the wood carving he made is of He Bo, or the water-controlling ape? Judging from the appearance of his family, it doesn't seem like he is using the legend of He Bo to make money. But when talking about He Bo's true identity, his eyes are evasive. If I am not mistaken, he is not concealing it on purpose, but is being threatened or intimidated."

Chu Mo looked at Yao Guangxiao and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Yao Guangxiao's eyes flickered as he said, "My Lord, do you remember what he said? He had made the news of He Bo's true identity known to the public, but no one believed him. If he knew that the He Bo mentioned by the villagers was a monster, why did he still carve its image?"

Yang Jiye said at the side: "To make money for a living."

Yao Guangxiao shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. Besides, since the Hebo Temple has been built, most villagers go to the temple to pray. Who would spend money to customize such a large wooden sculpture? Isn't it a waste of time?"

Chu Mo's eyes lit up slightly, and he said, "Are you saying that there is something wrong with the owner of that wooden sculpture?"

Yao Guangxiao shook his head and said, "Based on a few words of conversation, I am not completely sure, but there is indeed someone behind this matter."

Just as Chu Mo and the others were talking, an old man in strange clothes came from a distance. He had a pair of gloomy eyes and stared at Chu Mo and the others.

The old man passed by Chu Mo and others. Just after the old man left, Tian Yiheng sniffed the air lightly and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Tian Yiheng said a few words into Chu Mo's ear, Chu Mo's expression changed a little, and then he showed a strange smile.

As the crowd left, a strange old man appeared from the corner, staring at the direction Chu Mo left, and muttered, "Since you can smell the scent on me, I was careless. For my plan to make money, I have no choice but to get rid of you."

After saying this, his eyes revealed endless murderous intent.

Liu Yuze carefully observed every place by the river, and right at the place where the villagers used to burn incense, he found a large amount of incense ash.

Liu Yuze picked up a little incense ash and put it next to his nose to smell it. He frowned, because the fragrance of this incense ash was different from the smell of ordinary sacrificial incense ashes. He seemed to have smelled it somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.

Just like that, asking the guards not to disturb him, Liu Yuze would pick up the incense ash and smell it from time to time, and stare at the river in a daze from time to time.

"Haha, I figured it out. So that's how it is. I seem to know who is behind this?"

Liu Yuze's voice startled the guards, and one of them asked curiously, "Sir, do you know who the murderer is?"

Liu Yuze smiled and said, "Take my order and have all the guards go to the Hebo Temple. When you arrive, surround the temple without saying a word and don't fire a single cannon."

The guard took the order and left, while Liu Yuze took another guard and headed straight to the Hebo Temple.

After leaving Guhuai Village, Chu Mo found a secret place for a short rest.

In the dark, a strange old man was quietly observing every move of Chu Mo and others. Seeing everyone closing their eyes to rest, the old man showed a strange smile on his face.

He took out a stick of incense and lit it. As the old man pinched the magic formula, the incense burned rapidly. It was burned out in just a few breaths, leaving only the golden mist surrounding the old man's hands.

The old man blew gently, and the golden mist in his hand spread in the air, sweeping towards the direction where Chu Mo was resting.

After waiting for a while and seeing that Chu Mo and the others were motionless, the old man who had succeeded quickly approached Chu Mo and the others.

The old man came to Tian Yiheng first, and when he was about to kill him, Tian Yiheng suddenly opened his eyes and stabbed the old man's throat with his finger like a sword.

The old man was shocked, but he was extremely agile and rolled over to avoid Tian Yiheng's attack.

At this time, Yang Jiye's big knife came whistling, with a cold light flashing on it, the knife was sharp and extremely swift.

The old man rolled on the ground again, and stopped only when he was out of the attack range.

Seeing that Chu Mo had a large number of people and was powerful, the old man spit out mist from his mouth, wrapping his whole body, blocking everyone's sight and preparing to escape.

Yao Guangxiao on the side was well prepared, and the Buddhist beads in his hand shot towards the old man's back like a meteor.

The old man paused and his escape slowed down a bit.