Chapter 1

"Three years, master. I've done waste for three years according to your instructions."

"When you died, I was not with you, nor did I have the opportunity to tell you that I had mastered the green bag Sutra. I don't need to protect myself through forbearance."

"You are afraid that I will be murdered by the Ye family and the Zhang family, but you are wrong. Those tujiwa dogs are not worth your worry."

"I won't go back to Ye's house, and I won't let go of Zhang's people easily. Those who covet the green bag Sutra deserve to die! I have fulfilled your last wish. In the past three years, everyone in Dongjiang thinks that his Lin family has become a waste! I haven't exposed it and protected the safety of your dry granddaughter."

"I came to see you today to say that I did it about three years. I don't want to be a waste anymore!"

In the cemetery on the outskirts of Dongjiang, ye Mo kneels down in front of an unknown tombstone and indifferently sends the yellow paper in his hand to the brazier one by one.

"Dong Dong..."

The deserted cemetery, where no one would have come, heard footsteps in the distance.

Ye Mo looks sideways, and a figure stumbles towards him in the dark.

The visitor is a young man in his twenties. His colorful mountaineering clothes are now full of blood.

The young man came looking for the light of the fire and was overjoyed to see ye mo.

"Brother, please do me a favor!"

The young man covered his waist and said hoarsely.

"I'm here to sweep the grave. I can't help you."

Yemo ignored and continued to add yellow paper to the brazier. He was very calm when he met a man covered with blood in the wilderness.

"Brother, I don't ask you anything else. Just give this phone to the owner of this number for me. He will give you a million in return!"

The young man thought Ye Mo was frightened by his appearance and said quickly for fear of any trouble.

Hand over a blood stained mobile phone and a note with a phone.

However, ye Mo is still unmoved. This kind of good thing that pie falls from the sky has long been accepted by ordinary people.

The speed of Ye Mo's yellow paper was not affected at all.

"Two million!"

Seeing that ye Mo is unmoved, the young man is a little anxious. If he delays again, those people will soon catch up with him. At that time, everything will be in vain!

"Three million!"

"Five million!"

Anxious, young people continue to raise prices. However, no matter how attractive the figures reported by young people are, Yemo is still unmoved.

"Stop shouting."

Finally, yemer spoke.

The young man's breathing is sluggish.

But ye Mo didn't take his cell phone and note, but took out three incense sticks and inserted them in front of the tombstone.

Looking at the tombstone without photos and epitaphs, he said faintly:

"I haven't visited Shifu's grave for three years. Please leave quickly. Don't disturb me to catch up with Shifu."

"Brother! How do you..."

What else do young people want to say.

"Da Da..."

A confused sound of footsteps came, and six or seven masked strong men rushed into the cemetery.

Holding daggers, these strong men surrounded Ye Mo and the young people after entering the cemetery.

From their standing posture, these people are not ordinary people at all.

"You can't run away!"

The leading strong man snorted coldly and pointed a bright dagger at the young man.

"Don't think your master will be safe if you kill me! The Qu family will not let you go!"

Seeing no hope to escape, the young man straightened up and pointed to the nose of the first strong man.

Hearing that the word "Qu family" was unmoved by a group of strong men with knives, ye Mo raised his eyelids.

"Oh, do you know who we are? Who can you avenge?"

The first strong man sneered and was too lazy to talk nonsense. He took an arrow forward and stabbed the young man's heart with a dagger.

This knife has no mercy at all. Young people who are stabbed in the heart will die without doubt.

"Stop."

At this critical moment, an indifferent voice came.

The leading strong man was unmoved, and the dagger was close to the young man's chest.

The young man couldn't dodge and closed his eyes.

"Ah!!!"

However, when the dagger was about to pierce into the heart, the strong man suddenly screamed and fell to the ground.

As if he had suffered great pain, the strong man couldn't help rolling on the ground and was unspeakably miserable.

Finally, he was even bent into a ball by severe pain, looked like a cooked shrimp, and finally fainted.

Seeing that the leading brother was recruited, the others immediately panicked.

The silent man fell down. It's still in this cemetery in the wilderness. Can it be a ghost?

"This boy must have done it! Let's go together! Kill him!"

There were only these people present. One of the masked group suddenly pointed to Ye Mo, who was still burning paper.

Except for the guy who has been abandoned, only this boy is present. There may be mischief.

However, without waiting for others to make any moves, ye Mo shook his hand and several wisps of silver flashed through the night.

Several masked strong men suddenly froze, and there was a silver needle for acupuncture on their necks!

The young people on one side have been stunned, but the gang who just swaggered are like a row of piles at the moment.

It feels funny and weird.

If it weren't for the pain in the cut on his body, he would almost doubt whether the person opposite was filmed by the crew.

"You should go."

Yemo kneels down to the tombstone again.

The young man took a deep look at Ye Mo, bowed to Ye Mo and the unknown tombstone, and turned and left the cemetery.

After the young man left, ye Mo added yellow paper one by one until the last one burned out.

"I don't care who that person is or who you are. If you show up here again, you all go back and prepare for the future."

After leaving this sentence, ye Mo left the cemetery without looking back.

The next day, on the bus to the center of Dongjiang.

Ye silently looked out of the window at the passing scenery.

The master didn't allow him to fight with the Zhang family, and didn't want him to go back to the Ye family.

But the master was killed by the Zhang family, and the Ye family is also an accomplice.

That's not enough.

However, both are giants gathered in Yanjing.

The two forces are among the best in the whole country of China.

There is only a dead end to acting rashly.

It still needs careful planning step by step.

Buzzing

Yemo's cell phone vibrates.

Connect the phone.

At the other end of the phone was a cold and pleasant voice.

"Where are you dead? Don't you come back?"

"Go downtown at 12 o'clock."

"Get off and go to the hospital immediately! I must see you at the hospital gate at 1 o'clock!"

The cold voice is beyond doubt.

"Dongjiang hospital? Where to and what to do?"

"The old lady is in hospital. What else can she do?"

"How is the old lady..."

"Doodle doodle..."

Yemo hasn't finished yet. The other party has hung up.

Yemo frowned and stuffed the phone into his pocket.

Dongjiang hospital.

Yemo glanced around and didn't find anyone.

Reach into your pocket and take out a box of Hongtashan. Take out one and light it.

Just after taking two breaths, a burst of rapid footsteps came from behind.

Then the familiar perfume.

Yemo immediately extinguishes the smoke. Turn around.