Creation Color Master

Chu Mo stayed in Huangyun Temple for two days. Only when Zhang Jiao had finished dealing with all matters related to Taiping Dao and was ready to leave for Dengzhou did Chu Mo say goodbye and leave.

Led by Zhang Jue, the Taiping Dao people watched Chu Mo's figure slowly descend the mountain and gradually disappear from their sight.

The direction Chu Mo was heading this time was towards Yong'an Town.

It has been four months since we last met. It was still freezing cold when I left, and it was already the beginning of spring when I returned.

Qudan County, where Huangyun Temple is located, is only one morning away from Yong'an Town if you travel by horse.

But although Chu Mo was riding on the blue-eyed jade dragon horse, he behaved very leisurely along the way and did not show any intention of being in a hurry.

At this speed Chu Mo is going, it would probably be sunset before he gets back.

"Da-da-da-da-"

The sound of horse hooves stepping on the bluestone road sounds like a pianist's performance, very pleasant to the ears.

Just like that, after a day's journey, we finally arrived at Yong'an Town amidst the sunset.

There were not many pedestrians on the street, only some old people sitting on bamboo chairs, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans to keep cool.

When meeting neighbors on the street, it is natural to exchange pleasantries. Chu Mo chooses to walk and respond to them one by one with a smile.

When I walked into the theater, I saw a man standing in front of the vermilion gate. His back was slightly hunched. He was holding a broom and looking around, looking forward to something.

It was not until Chu Mo and others slowly approached the theater that Mouse Ears, who recognized a few people at the door, immediately came forward to greet them.

When he saw Chu Mo, Shu Er knelt down hurriedly, with his head pressed against the ground, and said, "Old slave Shu Er greets you, sir. Please come back, sir. I miss you so much."

Shu Er, who was kneeling on the ground, was in tears at this moment, because everything he had was given by Chu Mo. If it were not for Chu Mo, he would probably have died by now, and he would not have had Shu Er with intact legs.

Chu Mo pulled Shu'er up from the ground. Seeing that his lame leg had recovered, Chu Mo nodded with satisfaction and patted Shu'er's shoulder gently.

At this moment, the noise outside attracted the attention of everyone in the theater. Figures rushed out of the theater one after another. When they saw Chu Mo, their eyes lit up and they surrounded Chu Mo, who had not yet entered the door.

They were veteran figures of the theater, such as Liu Nian and Shuang Mei, who were members of the theater when they were alive and whose souls were later collected by Chu Mo and refined into puppets.

They surrounded Chu Mo and kept asking questions.

"Everyone, let's not go back like this outside the door. I will tell you about my experience in the theater later. How about we go home now?"

Chen Gong, Li Ru, Cao Shen and Chen Ping who followed behind leaned against the door of the theater, looking at Chu Mo who was at a loss under the care and concern of everyone, and a smile appeared on their faces.

Back in the theater, in the Tingyu Pavilion, Chu Mo poured himself a cup of tea. After finally dealing with the small group headed by Liu Nian and Madam Mingzhu, Chu Mo finally had a chance to catch his breath.

Seeing Chen Gong and the others looking like they were enjoying a good show, Chu Mo felt somewhat annoyed.

As the moonlight gradually darkened, the luminous pearls hanging on the Tingyu Pavilion lit up, illuminating the entire Tingyu Pavilion.

Chen Gong felt the cold gaze from Chu Mo, shrank his neck, and quickly walked up to Chu Mo to greet him, saying, "Your subordinate greets the lord."

Looking at the four people who were greeting him, Chu Mo placed his hands on the stone table and tapped them rhythmically.

Chen Gong glanced at Chu Mo secretly, then stepped forward and said, "My lord, I have something important to report, and I need you to make the decision on this matter."

Chu Mo looked at Chen Gong who was trying to get away with it, and nodded, "Tell me about it."

Chen Gong straightened up and said slowly, "My lord, since I accepted the post of governor of Haozhou, with the assistance of Chen Ping and Cao Shen, I have made some achievements in the governance of the prefecture."

"Now the people under my rule are well fed and well clothed, living and working in peace and contentment, and there are no rapists or thieves anywhere. However, I am really powerless to solve the problem of the Soul-Breaking Desert in our northwest."

Chu Mo raised his head and looked at Chen Gong's solemn expression. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of question could stump the governor of a state.

"Tell me more specifically about the specific issues in the Soul-Breaking Desert."

Chen Gong placed the map of Haozhou on the stone table and said, "My lord, please take a look. Wuling County borders the Broken Soul Desert. Due to the bad wind and sand here, it is already encroaching on the land belonging to Wuling County at a very small speed. If it continues for a long time, I am afraid that the speed of encroachment will become faster and faster. This matter cannot be delayed."

Chu Mo had already witnessed the power of the Soul-Breaking Desert, especially the sandstorm, which was enough to destroy the world, so what Chen Gong reported immediately attracted Chu Mo's attention.

Chu Mo looked around, his eyes swept over Chen Gong, Li Ru, Chen Ping, and Cao Shen one by one, and said softly: "Ladies and gentlemen, there is no need to say much about your abilities. Governing a country or seeking to conquer a country is no problem. Now this little sandstorm has stumped you."

Chen Gong secretly looked at everyone, then stood up and said, "My lord, it is not as simple as controlling the sandstorm and preventing Wuling County from being swallowed up."

"My lord, please take a look. The area of ​​this Soul-Breaking Desert is comparable to that of an entire state. It is probably almost as large as the entire Haozhou state. And my lord, do you still remember the scene when we first visited this place?"

"Didn't we choose to cross the Soul-Breaking Desert because we were short on time and the detour was too long?"

"The route from the Broken Soul Desert to Dengzhou is the shortest one, and with such a vast area, why don't we make use of it and find a way to develop the resources inside."

"If successful, it will provide us with a steady stream of special resources, which will be more conducive to the development of Haozhou and the development of our forces. Secondly, if a road is opened in the Broken Soul Desert, it will be more convenient for us to capture Dengzhou."

"My lord, please understand that I am not good at this. Please choose another outstanding person to be responsible for this matter and turn the Soul-Breaking Desert into a treasure trove for our Haozhou."

After listening to Chen Gong's analysis, Chu Mo realized that he was short-sighted before. What Chen Gong said did give Chu Mo new ideas and opened up a new situation.

If the Soul-Breaking Desert is managed well, the wealth of an entire state will be occupied, but there are also countless difficulties to overcome.

Drought, water shortage, quicksand, sandstorms, monsters, etc. are daunting.

Seeing that Chu Mo fell into deep thought, Chen Gong and others tactfully shut their mouths and did not disturb Chu Mo.

Chu Mo also knew very well in his heart that managing the Soul-Breaking Desert would bring more benefits than disadvantages to him, so no matter how difficult and dangerous it was, he was determined to manage it successfully.

Therefore, Chu Mo must consider who to send as the first person to manage the desert.

The figures of Chinese sages flashed by one after another, but Chu Mo still couldn't find a suitable candidate.