Black blood flowed from an unknown distance and soaked the grave soil.
Chen Mu once tried to get close to the dark brown bloodstain on the grave, but as soon as he got slightly closer, an unspeakable sense of terror immediately covered his body.
Even the layer of gleaming white light on his body began to vibrate and shake.
"This blood has dried up, but I can't even get close to it, even under the protection of the system... Even the blood of a first-grade martial saint cannot be so terrifying."
Chen Mu murmured in his heart.
In the beginning, even if he took a look at him, let alone getting close, he would feel creepy. Now, even though he can look directly, he still can't get close.
Black blood and black mist were the two most terrifying things he felt in the Netherworld. Without the protection of the shining white light outside his body, his heart and soul would be eroded in just an instant, let alone getting close.
Black mist, black blood, grave soil, ghosts.
This is the only thing Chen Mu has seen since his four trips to the Netherworld. There is nothing else.
Keep going.
The black mist in the distance is still so far away that it seems that it can never be approached.
but!
At this time, a dark shadow suddenly appeared from the endless darkness. From a distance, this shadow did not look like a human being, but seemed to extend from countless black tentacles.
Before Chen Mu could react, it seemed to have discovered Chen Mu's existence.
Unexpected.
In Chen Mu's sight, the chaotic black shadow disappeared.
At this moment, an alarm bell suddenly rang in Chen Mu's heart, a strong fear filled his heart, and he felt a chill, just when he was trying to find the black shadow that suddenly disappeared.
A pale baby arm stretched out from his back and reached towards his shoulder.
No!
Not one.
With a cursory glance, he saw an unknown number of arms of different thicknesses stretching out from behind him to grab his body.
That kind of unspeakable terror covered Chen Mu's whole body. He wanted to avoid it, but he was completely unable to move. Even his thinking was frozen and unable to move!
I can only watch helplessly as countless little hands grab it.
Then.
All hands touched the layer of white light on his body.
boom!!!
It seemed as if it had touched some taboo.
Chen Mu heard a shrill scream.
To be precise, it was not one sound, but seemed to be countless voices overlapping together, emitting screams at the same time, which made him feel as if his thoughts were about to explode.
He saw a flash of white light, which seemed to tear open the dark sky in an instant, shattering the boundless grave soil, and reflected in his sight, leaving only a vast expanse of white!
The baby-like arms disappeared every inch they were covered in white, until finally they completely disappeared and were completely submerged in white.
Swish.
Chen Mu's consciousness regained.
In front of me is still the endless graveyard.
The white light disappeared, and there were no traces of those weird and terrifying baby arms. The mist still filled the sky, and it seemed that everything was just a dream, an illusion that appeared in an instant.
"what is that……"
Chen Mu, who was gradually recovering, felt a chill down his spine.
Whether it was Cui'er, Xiao Qingshan, or Mo Zhu, they never took the initiative to attack or even made any movement when they approached.
But that one just now,
Definitely not this type.
That kind of terror cannot be described in words, or even understood. When the other party approaches, his thinking freezes, as if there is already a gap in life levels.
It's just that that thing was terrifying, but the faint white light outside his body was even more terrifying. At that moment, it seemed that the whole world had changed.
Before, Chen Mu only knew that this layer of white light was very strong, so powerful that it could isolate the terror of the Netherworld, allowing his weak soul to safely enter the Netherworld and wander around here.
but now.
Chen Mu understood more clearly how powerful this dim white light was. Even the weirdness at a level that was so terrifying that he couldn't understand just now could not shake this layer of white light on his body.
Calmed down my thoughts a little.
Chen Mu shook his head slightly.
No matter what it was just now, and no matter what level of power the white light given by this system was, it was meaningless for him now to explore it.
What he needs to do now is to find a suitable ghost as soon as possible to eliminate the other person's obsession.
As Chen Mu continued to move forward, several black shadows appeared in the distance. Chen Mu flew towards one of them and soon approached the other party.
This dark shadow is a man.
There were two lines of blood and tears in his eyes, and a dirty rope hung around his neck, floating aimlessly. The feeling given to Chen Mu was not much different from that of Xiao Qingshan and Mo Zhu.
【Geng He】
[Origin: Nanping Street, Kyoto]
[Resentment: I was fond of gambling by nature, and I lost all my wealth. My wife and daughter were all sold off to pay off my debts. I woke up too late and hanged myself.]
[Obsession: I lost my wife and daughter at home]
Chen Mu looked at the description of the system interface and shook his head slightly.
The fact that a ray of obsession persists and wanders in this netherworld shows that there was indeed remorse at the last moment, and this obsession is also quite strong, almost on par with Xiao Qingshan and Mo Zhu.
But this does not deserve sympathy and pity,
The only ones who deserve pity and sympathy are the innocent wives and daughters.
Chen Mu said slowly: "I will look for them, if they are still alive."
Chen Mu is not very kind, nor does he intend to be a good person. He only takes on this obsession because it is not difficult to do. As long as he has information, it will not be difficult to solve.
Geng He's soul did not respond, floating quietly on the withered yellow soil of the grave.
…
bedroom.
Chen Mu slowly opened his eyes.
"Geng He..."
He murmured.
It is currently unclear when Geng He's wife and daughter were sold. We only know that he was from Nanping Street in Kyoto. With only such rough information, it is no longer appropriate for Ren Yan to inquire.
Chen Mu knew a place to go.
Tianji Tower.
This is an agency specifically responsible for gathering intelligence.
The matter of gathering intelligence should be left to professionals. Geng He was not a political figure, nor was he an important figure. It would not be difficult to gather information about him, nor would it require a lot of money.
It’s just that I don’t know how long ago Geng He died. If it’s within a year, it’s fine. If it’s three to five years, the longer it goes, the harder it will be to find out, and the more money will be needed.
Fortunately, he is not short of money now.
It won't be long before the first profit from Wanzhenlou is distributed.
If the intelligence and news about Geng He, his wife and daughter could not be found, or if Geng He's wife and daughter had passed away, then he would burn incense for Geng He's wife and daughter. This would not eliminate all the obsessions, but it could still accomplish part of it.
If that doesn't work, then let Geng He touch the white light on his body 'accidentally'.