"Um?"

He suddenly discovered that Ye Nantian's white cloth pillow had traces of sewing.

"No, the pillow used by grandpa was bought at the same time as me. My pillow is not broken. Why is his pillow broken?"

Ye Mo's eyes flashed and he picked up the pillow and looked carefully. There seemed to be something hidden inside the pillow.

He tore open the seams, and a withered yellow envelope slowly fell to the ground.

"This is......"

Ye Mo opened the letter, there were two letters in total.

"Old man, you have been hiding with the Second Young Master for twenty-three years, do you think the Ye family can't find you? You are given only ten days to bring the Second Young Master and the ring to the Guangzong Song Family stronghold, and you will avoid death!

Otherwise, we will kill you without mercy!"

Every part of this handwriting revealed viciousness and viciousness. Holding the letter, Ye Mo could feel a murderous aura coming towards his face.

Obviously the person who wrote this text is not simple in strength.

Ye Mo checked the second letter.

"On March 23rd, I went to Guangzong alone to deal with the Ye family's envoys and clean up all traces. However, I was poisoned and my time was running out. I will give the ring to Mo'er. I just hope that he will not be discovered.

Once it was over safely, the old slave would smile."

"This is... grandpa's handwriting. This second piece was written by grandpa!"

Ye Mo's face immediately became solemn:

"Grandpa passed away on March 24th, which means that he wrote this letter the day before his death! At that time, he was already poisoned!"

"What is the second young master?"

"What is the stronghold of the Song family in Guangzong?"

"Who is the envoy of the Ye family?"

At this moment, all kinds of mysteries came to mind.

Ye Mo couldn't understand it at all.

But he knew that there was a clue in this letter, the Guangzong Song family stronghold!

Guangzong should be Guangzong City.

The Song family, is it possible that Guangzong is the same family?

Ye Mo immediately had an idea. He carefully put away the letter and kowtowed to the photo of Ye Nantian on the bedside table:

"Grandpa, don't worry, I will find out the cause of your death and avenge you!"

Then, he left the room and locked the door.

Not many people know about Ye Mo in Guangzong City, but there are always people who do.

He temporarily put aside his thoughts and went to the Longjiang Noodle House opposite the medical center.

"Xiao Mo, I haven't been here for a few days!"

When the noodle shop owner Chen Chuang saw Ye Mo, he immediately greeted him warmly.

"Brother Chen, I've been busy these days. Let's stick to the old rules, noodles with shredded pork and pickled vegetables." Ye Mo said with a smile and found a place to sit down.

"okay."

After a while, the steaming noodles with shredded pork and pickled vegetables were brought to Ye Mo.

"Xiao Mo, I just saw Li Chunlan leaving in a hawker cart. What happened?" Chen Chuang sat opposite Ye Mo and asked curiously.

There are not many customers in the store now, so he is quite leisurely.

"It's no big deal, I just took the medical center back." Ye Mo ate the noodles.

"Take it back! You haven't seen how bad the business has been since Li Chunlan took over the medical clinic!" Chen Chuang nodded and rubbed his shoulders:

"Compared to when Mr. Ye was here, we were in the sky and on the earth. I ate noodles every day and my shoulders and arms were sore. I didn't even go to the medical center to get medicine. I went directly to the hospital. It's all because of Li Chunlan."

"Haha, Brother Chen, your shoulders and arms hurt, just let me give you a massage and it will be fine." Ye Mo said with a smile.

"OK!"

Chen Chuang was also polite. He and Ye Mo have known each other for many years.

After eating the noodles, Ye Mo immediately gave Chen Chuang a massage.

Ten minutes later, Ye Mo let go.

"It feels so good! The pain is gone and I feel much more relaxed!"

Chen Chuang stretched his arms and said with a look of enjoyment: "Xiao Mo, your medical skills are almost catching up with Mr. Ye's. If you run the medical clinic again, the customers will definitely return to what they were when Mr. Ye was here!"

"I hope so."

Ye Mo smiled and felt the power of merit slowly flowing into his body.

"Um?"

Suddenly his eyes flashed.

As the power of merit poured in, the spiritual threads in his body suddenly became restless.


Chapter completed!