Creation Color Master

Just when Chu Mo was immersed in joy, a figure in red floated into the room and said, "My Lord, there are more than a dozen men in black outside, and it seems they are here with bad intentions."

Chu Mo immediately guessed that it might be the group of guys who were going after Qingtian Li. He had robbed them of something they valued. Chu Mo had expected them to come, but he didn't expect them to come so soon.

In this case, let's go check on the real owner. Chu Mo immediately ordered, "Hongyi, do you know what level of cultivation this person has?"

The red-clothed man blinked his eyes on his pale face and said immediately, "My lord, the Burial Earth Ghost just sent a message that the leader is from the Yin-Yang family. Their cultivation is at the high level of the First Level Nurturing Spirit Stage, three of them are at the peak of Entering Spirit, and the others have different cultivation levels but are all Entering Spirit cultivators."

The Yin-Yang School, who control the five elements, are difficult to deal with, but Chu Mo has his own ways to deal with them.

"Let the five ghosts go out, and the evil ghosts stay in the formation. Don't let anyone go. Also, keep the leader. I want to ask him something."

The red-clothed man said, "I have received your order."

Then, a Taoist priest in a yellow robe appeared beside Chu Mo.

Chu Mo clasped his fists and saluted, "Greetings, Taoist priest. Taoist priest has just arrived in this world. Are you interested in coming with me to see it?"

Zhang Jue bowed his head and returned the greeting, saying, "I greet you, my lord. Since you have invited me, I shall obey your invitation."

The next moment, Chu Mo and the other man appeared on the roof of the corner tower of the theater, watching with interest the men in black who were divided into several teams and sneaked into the theater.

After everyone sneaked into the theater, if there was a strong person there, he would definitely see a strong ghost aura covering the theater.

Among the men in black who sneaked in from the east, the last one shuddered suddenly and said, "Bah, this is fucking weird. Why do I feel a chill on my back?"

The person at the front said, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and complete the task assigned by the adults."

Just as a few people sneaked in quietly, they didn't see a green shadow floating by.

A gust of wind blew by, and several people shivered and said, "This theater is so damn unlucky. It's already April, why is the wind still so cold?"

Who would have thought that the next moment, one of them fell to the ground and twitched, his face turned dark green, and he pinched his neck, full of pain.

The leader was so shocked that before he could react, he couldn't help but spit out blood and fell to the ground and died.

A green figure emerged and turned the corpse into pus and blood and collected it.

On the other side, the killing was still going on. Some people turned into ashes, some drowned inexplicably, and only the last group of people were still groping in the garden.

Zhao Jie led the last group of people to the backyard, but for some reason tonight, he had a strange feeling. How could such a large theater with hundreds of people be so quiet?

At this moment, I saw a pile of gold lying quietly on the ground in front of me, emitting a strange color in the moonlight, and an instant greed rushed into my mind.

Zhao Jie thought to himself that something was wrong and relied on the pain from the tip of his tongue to dispel his greed, but at this moment a scream came from the side.

I saw the companion who was following him stabbed the sword in the heart of another companion, and the others rushed towards the gold bars.

Zhao Jie was standing aside, feeling a chill in his heart and a surge of fear rushing through his mind.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred.

Ghost claws stretched out from the ground, pulling the people immersed in joy into the ground. In the blink of an eye, mounds of earth rose from the ground, and the gold that was the culprit had long disappeared.

As the cold wind blew, Zhao Jie could feel a powerful consciousness locking onto him from all sides.

"Fire Art - Red Flame Meteor"

Following the principle of striking first, balls of flames were seen falling forward like meteors. In the light of the fire, a person was seen burning in the flames.

Zhao Jie sneered and dispelled the fear in his heart with one successful strike.

The next moment, a red-faced and red-haired evil spirit walked out of the flames. The flames seemed to have no harm to him and he was swallowed alive.

Then, the evil ghost flew forward and turned into a ball of blue will-o'-the-wisp, forming a circle of fire that surrounded it.

No matter what water spells Zhao Jie used, he couldn't put out the flames around him.

Suddenly, as if sensing a crisis, Zhao Jie raised his head abruptly and looked upwards, only to see a grave falling down with a loud bang. Without giving him any chance to react, he lost consciousness.

When Zhao Jie woke up, he found himself in a room, with a young man and a Taoist priest standing in front of him. When he saw the young man, Zhao Jie's eyes widened and he said, "Mr. Chu, you actually raised ghosts. This is a capital crime. You will not have a good death."

Chu Mo sneered and said, "Don't be so high-sounding. If I didn't have some tricks, would you let me go if so many people broke into my theater? If you answer my questions now, I can consider letting you go."

Zhao Jie said, "Humph, would I believe what you say when you associate with ghosts?"

Chu Mo smiled contemptuously and said, "Okay, I admire people with backbone. Do you think I have no way to find out if you don't tell me?"

Then he pointed at Zhang Jue and said, "I wonder if you have heard of the Taoist soul-searching technique. Unfortunately, this Taoist priest knows how to do it, and the person whose soul is searched will become a dementia forever."

"But, this is too easy for you. I have another way. One of my subordinates has a brain-eating ghost who feeds on human brains. His ability is to read the memory of the brain. Since you look so righteous, I will leave the brain-eating ghost to you."

Having said that, he left the room.

Zhao Jie was shocked when he heard this and shouted, "Mr. Chu, Boss Chu, hey, I say, I say, don't come over here..."

Returning to his room, Zhang Jue couldn't help but say, "My lord, I have a suggestion. Is it appropriate for me to say it?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Mo quickly said, "Master, please speak."

Zhang Jue said respectfully, "My lord, what Zhao Jie said is correct. Our theater is too eye-catching now. The hundreds of ghosts here are already a hidden danger. I have a way to solve this hidden danger."

Chu Mo agreed with Zhang Jiao's statement very much. After all, there were too many people every time a show started, and there was a risk of being exposed at any time.

So he said, "Master, if you have any solution, please tell me quickly."

Zhang Jue said, "In addition to Taoism, my Taoist sect also has two other methods, talismans and formations. I will use them, but the formation requires a lot of materials, which takes time to prepare. Now we are in a hurry, so we can only use talismans. My lord, please prepare yellow paper and cinnabar tomorrow."

Chu Mo nodded and said, "Master, how do you plan to prevent the hundred ghosts from being exposed?"

Zhang Jue smiled and said, "My lord, the Taoist has a hidden spirit talisman that can easily conceal your aura and even hide your cultivation for a short period of time. It is the best choice, but please hurry up and find a spiritual object that can be used to set up the formation. When the time comes, the talisman will be combined with the formation, and the theater will be worry-free."

Chu Mo nodded repeatedly after hearing this and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Taoist Priest."

Zhang Jue glanced at the outsider and said, "Okay, since the lord already knows, I will take my leave." After that, he hid in Chu Mo's sleeve.

At this time, a red-clothed man floated into the room and said, "I know, my lord. Behind Zhao Jie is Wang Xin, the second master of the Wang family. The old man will be turning 80 in a month. I heard that he wants to hold a grand birthday banquet. In order to show off, Wang Xin has set his sights on Qingtian carp."

Wang Xin is the second son of Wang Hong. He doesn't have much ability, but he is a playboy and a womanizer. He is considered a big playboy in Yong'an Town.

But now he has a new trump card, even the Wang family can give it a try.