What Ye Mo didn't expect was that even though he had a plan, things would develop beyond his expectations.
After just three days of seclusion, Ye Mo came out of seclusion.
As soon as he stepped out of the secret room door, Ye Mo smelled a different smell from the air. His consciousness immediately dispersed, and then spread outside the door. He found that all the servants in the courtyard were wearing sackcloth and mourning. On the doors of each room.
There are white flowers woven from silk, and there is a heavy and sad atmosphere in the air.
His face changed slightly, Ye Mo opened the door and walked out. He looked at a maid and asked coldly: "What happened?"
"Reporting to the Second Young Master, the Young Master...is dead."
The maidservant had a bitter look on her face and said bravely.
Among the five generations of the Ye family, only Ye Jun’s son, who could be seriously called a young master, was only about seven years old. In just a few days, he... died!
Ye Mo had a premonition that something was not going to happen, so he immediately walked out of the courtyard and walked towards the main courtyard. Along the way, Ye Mo's face was as gloomy as water. When he came straight to the main courtyard, he saw people in white clothes all over the courtyard. Their expressions were either indifferent or with a hint of indifference.
Sad, I don’t know whether it’s the sadness of the rabbit dying or the expression of true feelings.
Everyone in the main courtyard also discovered "Ye Chong". The old man Ye Wanshan sighed heavily, burst into tears, and was speechless and choked.
After taking a few steps forward, Ye Mo took a look at Ye Zhong's Taoist companion and found that his eyes were empty and lost in thought, so he ignored them and turned to Ye Jun and Lu Ningqiu, who also looked the same.
Frowning, Ye Mo approached Uncle Ye Zhong and asked in a deep voice: "What happened? How did Xiao Qiu die?"
The second uncle sighed heavily and said in a bitter voice: "Beheaded by his mother's sword, his soul has disappeared."
Hearing this, Ye Mo's pupils shrank suddenly and he turned to look at Lu Ningqiu in disbelief.
In just three days, Lu Ningqiu became much haggard, her face was pale and without a trace of blood, and she knelt beside the coffin like a sculpture, feeling as sad as death.
At this moment, Ye Mo's thoughts were a little confused. He couldn't figure out how this woman who doted on her son so much could kill her own son, and behead him with a single sword, leaving his soul intact.
"When did it happen?"
Ye Moji asked.
"That night."
That night!
Obviously, after he left that day, this woman took action in the evening. While he was "retreating", no one dared to disturb him. Moreover, the person who died was a clan member with low spiritual root potential who should not be able to enter the family tree. The Ye family did not disturb him.
Own.
However, looking at this situation, Ye Luoqiu must have entered the family tree, otherwise it would be impossible to set up a mourning hall in the main courtyard. At the same time, he also entered the family tree as a mortal, because immortal cultivators would not put up such a formation.
At this moment, Lu Ningqiu suddenly burst out laughing wildly, as if crazy, with unspeakable sorrow in his laughter: "Is it surprising that I killed Xiaoqiu? This old guy Ye Wanshan can kill his own brothers and children.
Why can't I?"
"Anyway, his spiritual roots are low. No matter how good the outcome is, he will struggle hard in the untouchable area for several years and eventually die. Rather than that, I might as well send him on the road with my own hands and suffer the pain he shouldn't have to endure. Since his spiritual roots are low, he will die in the end."
You shouldn’t be in this world, right?”
"It's good to die, it's good to die! If you die, there will be no pain. I deserve to die, and so do you! And you, you, you! They all deserve to die! Hahaha..."
Lu Ningqiu pointed at Ye Jun and others, crying and laughing, like a cuckoo crying for blood, with two streaks of red tears dripping from her eyes, like a female ghost, making people shudder.
Ye Mo gave her a cold look, walked slowly to the coffin and stared at it.
The coffin was not big, and there was a layer of white mattress inside. Lying in it was a rather honest-looking child with a tiger-headed head and a tiger-like head. There was a clinging smile on his face, as if he was nestling in his mother's arms and acting coquettishly, clinging to his fragile and slender neck.
On the upper body, a white and gray wound surrounded the entire neck.
It was indeed a beheading with one sword, very clean and neat, without any pain, and the soul was strangled in the process of beheading.
In other words, the child died very peacefully and without any pain.
"Xiao Zhong, I took it upon myself to enter him into the family tree. You see..."
Ye Wanshan came over with a hint of anxiety and helplessness, and his voice was filled with sadness.
"Come in, let's have a grand burial."
Ye Mo said lightly.
Afterwards, Ye Mo walked towards Ye Zhong's Taoist companion and told her that he was going out to Jiacheng District. He left without looking back. Behind him came Lu Ningqiu's wild laughter coughing up blood, and the words "Crazy, she is crazy" from the tribe.
Crazy" and other words.
Driving the flying boat, Ye Mo focused his eyes and flew towards Jiacheng District with all his vigilance.
Jiacheng District represents the top area among major cities. Except for the servants of many monks and the servants of shops and other shops, there are absolutely no low-level monks. There are many close relatives of princes and elders, and they are powerful.
There are even more monks there, and there is no room for any slack.
After taking out the token and passing through the formation barrier, Ye Mo arrived at the Jiacheng District. What surprised him was that the Jiacheng District was not as cold and lonely as he had imagined.
Kunpeng Shenzong's large forces have already launched a vigorous battle in Kyushu, and among the remaining people in this galaxy, there are only three types of people.
One is waste and scum.
The second one is a person who is not valued in the family and influence, so they were not taken away.
The third is powerful monks and military monks.
This is Jiacheng District, and the people on the streets and alleys have not left or practiced hard, but are enjoying themselves. It is obviously the second type.
However, this is exactly what Ye Mo wants, as it will help him find opportunities and find ways to hide into the sun.
According to what Ye Chong said, Ye Mo found a few places that he usually went to and places he didn't go to often, and visited them one by one, which could be regarded as broadening his horizons.
Although Ye Chong is a newly promoted god and is not even a prince, he has already become famous among the younger and older generations. He did not leave Suzaku Star because he wanted to stay behind for defense, and he belongs to the third category of people.
Ye Zhongneng left Suzaku Star in the name of patrolling the defense lines of the stars in the south. At this moment, Ye Mo took over Ye Zhong's enjoyment after completing the work and took a good stroll in the city.
With Ye Chong's reputation, everyone from major families and forces knew him, and many people came up to say hello and chat on the road.
However, what made Ye Mo extremely disappointed was that few of these people had real power and could not help him at all. They also showed a hint of absent-mindedness during the chat. In this way, these people naturally retreated knowingly.
After several hours, there was no harvest. Ye Mo was helpless and knew that this kind of thing could not be forced, so he stopped at a fruit wine shop and tasted various fragrant fruit wines in the store.
The history of fruit wine has existed since ancient times, but few monks paid much attention to it. For example, monkey wine is one of the representatives.
But after Kunpeng Shenzong moved out of Kyushu, Shenzong's development inevitably led to many people embarking on the path of enjoyment.
In the world of cultivating immortals in Kyushu, almost all monks are practicing hard. The environment of hard training makes it impossible for monks to have any thoughts of entertainment and enjoyment, and monks also take entertainment and enjoyment very lightly.
The Kunpeng Divine Sect was different. The strict hierarchy, close relatives of the clan, and the environment of the Kunpeng Divine Sect gave birth to different thoughts among the lower-level monks of the Kunpeng Divine Sect.
Moreover, when Kunpeng Shenzong first entered the starry sky, it took almost three days for a small battle and five days for a big battle to expel all the forces in the galaxy and stabilize its dominance. After a long battle, even the monks needed entertainment and relaxation.
, coupled with its environmental impact, many entertainment projects and enjoyment contents have been born.
This fruit wine is inspired by monkey wine and spiritual wine that replenishes mana. Nowadays, there are tens of thousands of varieties. The cheap one can taste one cup with a low-grade spiritual stone, and the expensive one can cost hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones and drink it in one gulp.
A Yuanying monk’s lifetime accumulation is not something to boast about.
There are countless fruit wine shops like this on various planets. The one Ye Mo is in is just one of them. The shop is not big, with only a few dozen seats, but it is very spacious. There are twenty or thirty people sitting here and there.
Chatting and laughing, sipping fruit wine.
For some people, drinking fruit wine in the afternoon and evening has become a habit. Most of the people who taste wine here are regular customers, and they also have their own preferences.
Ye Chong was not a good drinker, but he had never drank fruit wine, so when Ye Mo arrived, the waiter greeted him and handed him a jade slip, which contained a list of thousands of types of fruit wine.
Ye Mo had never been here before. He took the jade slip and glanced at it, frowning slightly and said, "Is there no new wine?"
"Back to General Ye, the new wine hasn't been released yet. It will be put on the wine list around the afternoon of the day after tomorrow."
The waiter smiled slightly and answered cheerfully.
"Let's have a cup of Rainbow of Tears."
Ye Mo randomly chose a drink.
"Um...General Ye, are you sure you want it? This is something only female cultivators like. Male cultivators rarely order it."
The guy was stunned for a moment.
Ye Mo was depressed for a moment, but he didn't want to change anymore, so he looked at the man coldly.
"Ye, General Ye, please wait a moment."
A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on the waiter's forehead, he said something quickly and disappeared behind the long table.
After ordering the wine, Ye Mo randomly found a window sill with a small crowd and close to the sun. The afternoon sunshine was a bit diffuse and lazy. It filtered in from the carved glass window, casting a faint and fragmented light, dotted with stars, adding to the charm of the fruit wine shop.
There was a bit of a quiet and romantic atmosphere.
While he was in a trance, a cold, soft and charming voice came, with a hint of indifference: "A cup of rainbow of tears from the sky."
This voice is...
Ye Mo was shocked and couldn't believe it.
At this moment, a figure who did not appear to be tall stood between the table and the window, blocking most of the sunlight and making the corner feel a little colder. At the same time, an old and astringent voice came: "Ye Xiaoyou,
This is a seat commonly used by a big shot, please give me a seat."
Ye Mo ignored him and turned his head to look at the long table of the wine cabinet. There was a beautiful woman like the moon. A charming fairy flower was swaying in the night wind. Three thousand black hairs were draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, and her body was crystal white.
Like condensed fat, her body is graceful and slender, her pear curls are shallow, her eyes are like summer flowers, and her eyes are as bright as glass.
Ji Shengxiang!
Ye Mo never expected that she would be here, and that she would appear in the same fruit wine shop as him, like the same location, and order the same glass of fruit wine.
Suddenly, a smile appeared on Ye Mo's face, he slowly turned around and said, "Go back and tell her that I will share the table with her, and she will come."
The old man's breath couldn't help but suffocate, his face was grim, and his voice became cold: "Young friend Ye, you have to understand what you are talking about. You cannot offend this big man. Even the descendants of top princes such as the Sword King and the Knife King can't offend him.
Please leave immediately."
"Don't think that I can't deal with you because I didn't accompany you in the attack on Kyushu. I've killed many monks of the same level. One last reminder, if you stop me from enjoying the sun again, you will stay here for the rest of your life."
Ye Mo sneered and glanced at the old man from the corner of his eye. His smile in the shadow looked extremely terrifying.