Chapter 701: A Place to Spread Ashes

Translator: Timothy_ Editor: GlobeGlotter

Huang Ping Village comprised about thirty families, but it was much larger than An Li Village, as the houses were spread out. Mu Xiaoyun lived near the village's edge in a hay-and-earth house, not far from two brick houses.

Ye Mo followed her to the hay house. A dark-skinned woman emerged from one of the brick houses. Seeing Mu Xiaoyun and Ye Mo, she stared, momentarily dazed by Mu Xiaoyun's transformed appearance.

“Aunty Yu!” Mu Xiaoyun called. The middle-aged woman recovered, exclaiming, “Xiaoyun, you’re so pretty when you wash your face! I’ve never seen a girl as pretty as you. But who is this?”

Mu Xiaoyun replied, “Aunty Yu, this is my husband, Mo. He was away on business and just returned, but he was robbed. I happened to see him in Ci Xi Town.”

“Oh, right! I wouldn’t have recognized Mr. Mo. It’s good you’re back, Mr. Mo. Xiaoyun went through so much while you were gone. She fell off the roof countless times,” Aunty Yu sighed.

Ye Mo was puzzled—why would she fall off the roof? Then he understood: the straw-bale house. If the hay eroded, she'd have to go up to repair it.

“Aunty Yu, my husband’s back, so I can repay you the money I owe,” Mu Xiaoyun said.

“No rush. You haven’t eaten yet. I’ll get you something,” Aunty Yu replied, happy for them.

Mu Xiaoyun quickly said, “Aunty Yu, don’t bother. My husband took me to a restaurant, and we have food at home.”

“Oh, in that case, okay. I won’t disturb you two,” Aunty Yu said understandingly.

Ye Mo understood Mu Xiaoyun’s gesture. He'd returned with nothing, and Aunty Yu’s pitying glances were evident. Mu Xiaoyun had saved his face by mentioning the restaurant.

Such an understanding woman! Ye Mo thought. Any man would want such a wife. Mo Youshen was truly lucky, yet he'd abandoned her.

The straw house was simple. It had two rooms: an outer room with a stove and daily necessities, and an inner room with a bed. The scent of herbs emanated from inside. Just as Ye Mo was about to investigate, Mu Xiaoyun said, “Mo dear, rest. I’ll heat some water and make you something to eat.” She seated him and began cooking.

Ye Mo sighed, watching her work. Even if he left, he would take her away and find a safe place for her.

Huang Ping Village was calm, but the Yu family and Liao Wei knew they were there. If he left, they would seek trouble. But the trouble had already arrived. He saw three men entering the village, clearly sent by Yu Yuyan.

Ye Mo turned to Mu Xiaoyun. “I bought you some things while I was away, and someone’s bringing them. I’ll go get them. Wait for me.”

Mu Xiaoyun was confused, but then she saw the three strangers approaching and Ye Mo going towards them. She watched worriedly.

Ye Mo approached the three men. Before they could speak, he produced a gold bar. “Don’t bother my wife. I found a gold cave, full of gold bricks like this. If you leave us alone, I’ll take you there.”

The three were astonished. After examining the brick, one exclaimed, “Pure gold!”

Ye Mo pocketed the gold bar.

“What are you waiting for? Tell us where it is!” a yellow-toothed man urged. They planned to kill him later and take Mu Xiaoyun.

Mu Xiaoyun breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the men leave. Her Mo had remembered her! She felt a sweet warmth.

“He’s different,” she murmured.

“Xiaoyun, where’s your husband?” Aunty Yu appeared with dumplings, finding Mu Xiaoyun alone.

Mu Xiaoyun, beaming, said, “He went out to earn money and had someone send things back. He’s picking them up now. Aunty Yu, thank you for the dumplings.”

“Don’t mention it. It’s good your husband is capable. Such a good girl… all because of a bad mother-in-law! Let’s not talk about it. What business does he do?” Aunty Yu asked.

Before she could answer, more women arrived, chattering.

“Xiaoyun, your husband’s rich?”

“Xiaoyun, you’re so pretty, why did you always cover your face?”

The three men led Ye Mo to the village exit, where he saw Liao Shan’s two bodyguards waiting. The three explained the situation to Liao Shan, who looked dubious. Ye Mo produced his gold brick, waving it. “Come with me.”

Liao Shan’s eyes widened at the sight of the gold brick. He followed Ye Mo, along with the other five.

They reached a barren spot.

“Mo, this is the gold cave?” Liao Shan frowned.

Ye Mo smiled. “This isn’t a gold cave—it’s where your bones will be buried. Not a bad spot, eh? Too bad Liao Wei couldn’t make it. Killing him separately is such a bother.”

“You’re asking to die!” A guard lunged, sword drawn.

“F*ck you! Cut off his arms!” Liao Shan roared.

Ye Mo sneered, launching five fireballs. Except for Liao Shan, all the men were incinerated, their coins mysteriously flying into Ye Mo’s hand.

Ye Mo addressed Liao Shan calmly, “Sorry, I was wrong. This isn’t where your bones will be buried—it’s where your ashes will be spread.”

Liao Shan stared at the ashes, paralyzed with terror.