The sunny sun only hung for one afternoon, and then it snowed heavily in the afternoon.
The flakes of flying snow buried the entire Kyoto in a vast expanse of white, burying the bodies that froze to death and starved to death in the ditches, but could not bury the laughter and laughter in the pavilions.
The sun in winter is very lazy.
It’s easier to set off to the west mountain early.
Chen Mu stood by the window with his hands behind his hands, watching the sun set. Then he turned around, came to the bedside, took off his coat and lay down.
I waited quietly for a while, waiting for the afterglow of the sun to completely dissipate.
Chen Mu called up the system.
The fugue has started!
…
Buzz!!!
In just an instant, Chen Mu heard a buzzing sound coming from his ears, and then resounded throughout his mind, knocking his consciousness almost to pieces.
The whole person seemed to be dragged from the bed by a big invisible hand, violently thrown to the ground, and then shuttled in one direction.
It sounds complicated, but it actually only takes a moment.
When Chen Mu regained consciousness, the world in front of him had completely changed. It was no longer his bedroom, nor the magnificent and open Xuanguo Duke's Mansion, but a dim and spectacular boundless world!
The dark mist filled the entire sky, blocking out the sun. Just by looking up, you could feel a strong palpitation in your heart, as if there was something extremely terrifying inside, staring at the earth.
Underfoot.
The earth is like handfuls of grave soil, soaked with dark brown blood!
This bloodstain stretches to the end of sight, into the depths of darkness, and I don't know where it belongs.
A depressing and terrifying aura was conveyed from all directions, and one could even feel the resentment filling the world.
here,
It seems like a place where all the ominousness and horror come together!
"Netherworld..."
Chen Mu felt that his throat was a little dry.
He looked at his body and found that his whole body was illusory and not a physical entity, and the surface of his body was covered with a shallow layer of white light.
Chen Mu could feel that this dim white light blocked the waves of resentment and oppression coming from the outside world, isolating him from the terror.
if not.
He has no doubt that in just a moment, his soul will collapse!
Is this... really the Netherworld?
Chen Mu raised his head with some difficulty and looked at the sky, but he felt that on the dark sky, there seemed to be a series of terrifying and strange sights falling down, as if they were sizing him up.
Every sight was enough to make him collapse countless times.
But the waves of unspeakable terror could never penetrate the thin, seemingly weak white light outside his body.
Chen Mu waited for a while, but didn't feel any changes. He breathed a sigh of relief and was finally sure that with systematic protection, he should be safe.
only.
Is this place really suitable for living people?
Chen Mu suppressed his heart palpitations and tried to observe his surroundings. When he turned his head and looked around, he felt as if his heart had been stabbed hard.
Only seen.
A shadow stopped less than three feet behind him!
Wearing the clothes of a maid, she looked about fifteen or sixteen years old. There were dark blood stains flowing out of her seven orifices, and her eyes were pale and miserable, just floating there quietly.
Ghost!
Chen Mu's pupils shrank violently.
Although he also had the skills of a magician, this was the first time he saw a ghost, and the environment here was so terrifying that he could not control his emotions.
but.
Chen Mu quickly calmed down.
Because when he looked carefully, he found familiar words on the top of the ghost's head.
【Tweety】
[Origin: Duke Xuan’s Mansion]
[Resentment: I accidentally caught the third young master raping his uncle and his concubine, and was hanged to death]
[Obsession: Seriously ill old mother, frail young sister, unable to let go]
As soon as the system description screen appeared, it immediately diluted the horror completely, and even gave Chen Mu the feeling of a horror game, making him feel that he had arrived at his home court.
Looking at the description of the other party's cause of death, Chen Mu frowned slightly.
He had an impression of the third son. He was one of the legitimate sons of the Xuanguo Mansion and had a very high status.
Among the three legitimate sons of the Xuanguo Mansion, the eldest is diligent and diligent in learning and has been sent to the outside world as an official. The second is extremely qualified and has excellent martial arts skills. It is said that he has served as the captain of the Kyoto camp. Only the third is dissolute and sowing seeds everywhere.
No one restrains it, even the old lady allows it to flourish.
Chen Mu also has memories of these things.
Looking at the horrifying death of Cui'er in front of him, Chen Mu no longer felt fear in his heart. He only sighed a little and said: "I will ask the doctor to diagnose and treat your mother, and I will also take care of your little sister."
Cui Er did not respond.
Still floating there quietly.
It seems that she has no self-awareness at all, just because of that obsession, she has never let go.
That is at this time.
Chen Mu felt that the white light covering his body began to grow dimmer, like a candle in the wind, and he also felt that the oppression in the surrounding darkness was getting stronger and stronger.
Until he was almost suffocating, his whole vision suddenly went dark, and he was enveloped by a force, and he was dragged away all of a sudden, and he didn't know how far he had covered.
In the bedroom.
Chen Mu suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly from the bed.
He looked at his hands, and there was still a little cold sweat on his forehead.
"Netherworld..."
"Tui'er..."
Chen Mu, who gradually came back to his senses, slowly put down his hand and murmured in his heart.
Then he called up the system interface.
Everything is still as usual on the system interface, and no new soul points have been gained. Perhaps it is because words alone cannot directly eliminate the last remaining obsession of 'Tui'er'.
"Do not worry."
"I will do what I promised."
Chen Mu looked forward and murmured.
Then I felt a wave of fatigue coming over me, so I lay down again and fell into a deep sleep.
…
The next day.
Chen Mu woke up from his sleep.
The energy lost last night has been completely restored, and I can feel full of energy.
Just as Chen Mu got up from the bed and stretched his body, the door to the bedroom was pushed open, and the maid Xiaomei wearing light green clothes walked in.
She was carrying a plate with a small but exquisite breakfast on it.
"Second Master, it's time for breakfast."
Xiaomei put the plate on the table and spoke in a cold voice.
then.
Then he walked out directly.
Chen Mu looked at her leaving figure, paused for a while, and suddenly smiled softly.
Xiaomei hasn't been around him much in recent years, and most of her energy has been used to practice martial arts. However, she has always delivered three meals a day on time.
Occasionally, I would still obey orders.
On the other hand, another maid, Xiaofeng, has been missing for several days since he was frightened by a ghost.
Based on past memories, I guessed that maybe he was trying to please some other young master or young lady in order to find a new master to serve him.
It's also stupid.
His master is not dead yet, and he goes to flatter other young masters and ladies. I am afraid that in the eyes of others, he has long been labeled as a follower, and which master would want such a servant.
There is no need to pay attention to this Xiaofeng. As for this Xiaomei...she secretly learned martial arts. Based on this alone, Chen Mu has already grasped her lifeline.
but.
Nowadays, Chen Mu doesn't even bother to use these methods.
A first-grade martial saint, even if he is the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, must be respected. Likewise, a second-grade magician, as long as he is willing to enter the court, he can dominate the world and can decide the lives and deaths of thousands of people with just one word!
The first-level magician who has never existed in the legend is the direction he is pursuing now. The rest, whether maids or servants, are simply like dust on the roadside, without any understanding.