Creation Color Master

Early in the morning, Chu Mo walked down from upstairs, greeted the shopkeeper and the waiter skillfully, and walked out the door.

The shopkeeper looked at the account book on the counter, fiddled with the abacus, and said, "Sir, are you going out?"

Chu Mo nodded and said, "Yes, let's go to Tianxing City. It's such a great time and beautiful scenery. How can we just stay in the room and waste time?"

The shopkeeper looked up at Chu Mo, then nodded slowly and said, "Haha, sir, you are right about taking care of yourself. That's what young people should do."

Then he lowered his head and continued to look at the account book, muttering: "It's still good to be young, it's still good to be young."

Chu Mo walked on the streets of Tianxing City and solved his breakfast problem at a roadside stall.

At this time, the streets were already bustling with people, and various shops on both sides of the street were open to welcome customers, giving a prosperous and flourishing scene.

Chu Mo had no purpose, he just wandered around casually. If he saw a suitable spiritual object, he would buy it. If he didn't have one, he wouldn't force it.

Entering a shop, Chu Mo saw all kinds of spiritual objects displayed inside the shop. He fixed his eyes on the counter and scanned the items quickly.

Suddenly, a hexagonal green crystal came into view. Chu Mo's eyes lit up when he saw it. This was a good thing.

Then he pointed at the green crystal and said, "Boss, how much do you plan to sell this Natural Wood Source Crystal for?"

The shopkeeper was probably around fifty or sixty years old. He was holding a pipe and smoking the welding smoke. He didn't put away his pipe and walked over until Chu Mo called him.

The boss, with a mouthful of yellow teeth, said with a smile: "Oh, young man, you have a really good eye. You can tell at a glance that this thing is extraordinary."

"This is a piece of natural wood source crystal. It is very solid in itself and is very suitable for making spiritual weapons."

"Not only that, this natural wood source crystal itself also has the function of gathering spirituality. Wearing it is beneficial to cultivation, especially for those who practice wood Dao techniques."

The shopkeeper's introduction was fluent and Mu Yuanjing seemed very professional.

Chu Mo heard that after hearing so much, he still didn't tell me the price he wanted, so he slowly said, "Boss, you said so much, but you still didn't tell me the price?"

The shopkeeper raised his hand and gestured, then slowly said: "One hundred thousand taels of gold is the lowest price I can offer."

Chu Mo looked up at the shopkeeper and felt that this man was not intentionally doing business. The price of a Ranmu Yuanjing was only about 40,000 to 50,000 at most. It was not a precious resource, but just a spiritual crystal condensed in a plant. Yet he asked for a very high price and doubled the price.

Chu Mo complained in his heart why the boss didn't go and rob, and said: "It seems that the boss is not serious about doing business. I'll take my leave."

Seeing that Chu Mo really wanted to leave, the boss suddenly became flustered, hurriedly walked out of the counter and stopped Chu Mo.

Chu Mo frowned and looked at the old man, slightly displeased and said: "Why, boss, do you still want to force the sale?"

The old man smiled widely, revealing his yellow teeth, and said, "Young man, aren't you in a hurry? Want to buy or sell? Of course you can bargain. Just tell me how much you plan to pay."

He originally wanted to leave, but now that he was stopped, he said bluntly: "To be honest with you, shopkeeper, I really want this Ranmu Yuanjing. I'll give you 45,000 taels. If you think it's okay, I'll buy it. If not, forget it, just let me go."

The shopkeeper saw that Chu Mo didn't seem to be lying, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Sell it, of course, you can sell it. Pay the money and get the goods."

After successfully buying the Ranmu Yuanjing, Chu Mo wanted to leave, but he heard the display cabinet say: "Young man, don't be in a hurry to leave? There are so many spiritual objects in my house, don't you want to take a look?"

Chu Mo paused, then without answering, continued walking towards the door.

Afterwards, Chu Mo went to several shops selling spiritual objects and bought two spiritual objects, the Green Spirit Wood and the Water of Life, at market prices.

Just as Chu Mo was about to continue shopping, there was a commotion ahead.

I saw a young man in linen clothes, running rapidly on the street with injuries all over his body.

Behind him, four or five ferocious-looking middle-aged men were chasing him closely.

The chase and escape drama is staged again.

When the people on the street saw this scene, they were so scared that they hid to the sides. Chu Mo naturally didn't want to get involved, so he also hid to the side with the crowd.

Meng Xiaofeng, who was running away, saw this scene, his eyes turned slightly cold, and he couldn't help but speed up a bit.

Chu Mo looked at Meng Xiaofeng who was rushing towards him, exchanged a glance with Yao Guangxiao, and then behaved like a normal person, constantly dodging backwards.

Just when Meng Xiaofeng passed by Chu Mo, he unexpectedly fell to the ground. Just when he got up, the pursuers behind him had already arrived.

One of them held a whip in his hand and said viciously, "Good boy, are you so poor that you can't even afford to eat? You dare to come to our restaurant and eat for free. Do you want to die?"

Meng Xiaofeng looked very pitiful, sitting on the ground and begging for mercy: "Brothers, brothers, I am penniless and I am really starving. I will pay you back when I have money, okay?"

The man's eyes widened and he said, "Good boy, I have never seen anyone as shameless as you. You are waiting for money to return it to us. If you were rich, would you still eat for free?"

"Hurry up and give me the money for dinner, or don't blame me brothers for being rude."

Meng Xiaofeng narrowed his eyes, glanced at Chu Mo beside him, and then pleaded: "Brothers, please be kind, I really have no money, please be merciful."

The ferocious man didn't care about all this and just went up and kicked Meng Xiaofeng, who was sitting on the ground, to the ground.

Then he looked at the other people around him and said, "He dares to eat without paying. All right, brothers, beat him up. Beat him up hard. Break one of his legs to compensate for the restaurant's losses."

"I dare not report to the authorities. It is only natural to pay back debts. Even if the authorities come, this guy will have to pay back the money."

After saying that, he glanced around fiercely, especially at Chu Mo, and he clearly felt that the other party paused.

"Hit me, hit me hard."

After saying that, the five of them went up and started punching and kicking him.

Meng Xiaofeng lay on the ground, wailing continuously.

"Brothers, I really don't have any money. I will definitely pay you back when I have money."

"Please, brothers, don't break my legs. How can I live with a broken leg?"

As if he had thought of something, he quickly got up from the ground, rushed towards Chu Mo, and hugged Chu Mo's thigh.

"Sir, please have mercy on me and save me."

"My legs cannot be broken. I will remember your kindness forever."

"Sir, please."

He cried loudly, and the crowd nearby seemed to have seen something terrible, and quickly distanced themselves from Chu Mo and Meng Xiaofeng.

Chu Mo looked at the clumsy tricks of the crowd, trying to use moral blackmail on him, well, I'd like to see what tricks you guys are up to.

The smell of blood on your body can be smelled from a long distance away. Do you really think you hid it so well that you didn't notice it?

Chu Mo said calmly: "Jiye, give them the money he owes and send them away."

"And you, get up and stop hugging my legs in public like this."

Upon hearing this, Meng Xiaofeng immediately let go and kept thanking Chu Mo.