I can travel a million miles

Chapter 4 Divine Travel, Entering the Nether!

The clear sun hung for only one noon, and it snowed heavily in the afternoon.

Those patches of flying snow buried the whole of Kyoto in a vast expanse of whiteness, and buried the frozen and starved corpses in the ditches, but they couldn't bury the laughter in the pavilions.

The winter sun is lazy.

It's easy to fall down from the west mountain early.

And Chen Mu stood by the window with his hands behind his back, watching the sun set in the west, then 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 out the system.

The fugue has started!

……

hum! ! !
In just a split second, Chen Mu heard a buzzing sound coming from his ears, and then it resounded throughout his mind, almost knocking his consciousness into pieces.

The whole person seemed to be dragged up from the bed by an invisible big hand, violently thrown to the ground, and then shuttled in one direction.

It sounds complicated, but in fact it is only a moment.

When Chen Mu regained his consciousness again, the world in front of him had completely changed. It was no longer in his bedroom, nor was it the grand and open Xuanguo Mansion, but a dark and magnificent boundless world!

The pitch-black mist filled the entire sky, covering the sky and the sun, and just looking up, one could feel a strong heart palpitation, as if there was something extremely terrifying inside, watching the earth.

feet.

The earth is handfuls of grave soil, soaked in dark brown blood!
This bloodstain stretched to the end of the line of sight, to the depths of the darkness, and it was unknown where it belonged.

There is a depressing and terrifying atmosphere coming from all directions, and one can even feel the resentment that fills the world.

Here,

It seems to be the confluence of all unknown and terrifying!

"Netherworld..."

Chen Mu felt that his throat was a little dry.

He looked at his body, and found that his whole body was illusory, not real, and the surface of his body was covered with a layer of light white light.

Chen Mu could feel that this dim white light blocked the resentment and oppression from the outside world, and isolated him from that terror.

if not.

He has no doubts, it only takes a moment for him to collapse!
This place...is it really Netherworld?

With some difficulty, Chen Mu raised his head and looked at the sky, but felt that there seemed to be a series of terrifying and strange sights falling on the dark sky, as if they were looking at him.

Every line of sight is enough to make him collapse countless times.

But the unspeakable terror was still unable to penetrate the thin layer of white light outside his body, which seemed very weak.

Chen Mu waited for a while, but he didn't feel any changes. He was slightly relieved, and finally determined that with systematic protection, he should be safe.

just.

Is this place really suitable for living people?

Chen Mu suppressed his palpitations and tried to look around, but when he turned his head to look around, he felt that his heart seemed to have been stabbed hard.

I see.

A phantom stopped less than three feet behind him!

Wearing a maid's clothes, about fifteen or sixteen years old, there are dark bloodstains flowing out of the seven orifices, and a pair of eyes with miserable white pupils, just floating there quietly.

Ghost!

Chen Mu's pupils shrank violently.

Although he himself has the means of a magician, it is the first time he has seen a ghost, and the environment here is really terrifying, which makes him unable to control the ups and downs of emotions.

but.

Chen Mu quickly calmed down.

Because when he looked carefully, he found that there were familiar words on the top of the ghost's head.

【Tweety】

[Origin: Xuan Guogong Mansion]

[Resentment: Accidentally ran into the third son who raped his uncle and concubine, and was hanged to death]

[Obsession: Seriously ill old mother, frail younger sister, unable to let go]

As soon as the system's description screen came out, it immediately diluted the horror completely, and even gave Chen Mu the feeling of a horror game, making him feel like he had come to his home field.

Looking at the description of the other party's cause of death, Chen Mu frowned slightly.

He has an impression of the third son, he is one of the sons of the Xuanguo Mansion, and has a very high status.

Among the three sons of the Xuanguo Mansion, the eldest is diligent and dedicated to learning, and has been released as an official. The second is extremely talented and skilled in martial arts. It is said that he has served as the captain of Daying in Kyoto. No one restrains it, even the old lady allows it to flourish.

Chen Mu also has memories of these things.

Seeing the horrific death of Tweet in front of him, Chen Mu no longer feared, only sighed a little, and said, "I will ask the doctor to treat your mother, and I will take care of your younger sister as well."

Tweety didn't respond.

Still floating there quietly.

It seems that she has no self-awareness at all, but because of that obsession, she never disperses.

That is at this time.

Chen Mu felt that the white light covering his body began to dim, like a candle in the wind, and he also felt the oppression in the surrounding darkness getting stronger and stronger.

When he was almost suffocated, his eyes suddenly went dark, and he was engulfed by a force again, dragging him away at once, and he didn't know how far he had crossed.

in the bedroom.

Chen Mu suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly from the bed.

He looked at his hands, a little cold sweat still remained on his forehead.

"Netherworld..."

"Tui Er..."

Chen Mu, who gradually came to his senses, slowly let go of his hand, murmuring in his heart.

Then he called up the system interface.

Everything on the system interface is still as usual, and no new soul points have been harvested. Perhaps it is impossible to directly eliminate the last residual obsession of 'Tweety' just by talking about it.

"Do not worry."

"I will do what I promise."

Chen Mu looked forward and murmured.

Then I felt a surge of fatigue, lay down again, and fell into a deep sleep.

……

The next day.

Chen Mushui woke up.

The energy lost last night has fully recovered, and I can feel full of energy.

Just as Chen Mu got up from the bed and stretched his body, the door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the maid Xiaomei in light green clothes came in.

She was carrying a plate with a small but delicate breakfast on it.

"Second Master, it's time for breakfast."

Xiaomei put the plate on the table and spoke in a cold voice.

then.

They went out directly.

Chen Mu stared at her leaving back, paused for a while, and suddenly smiled lightly.

This Xiaomei didn't serve him very much in recent years, most of her energy was spent on martial arts, but she always brought her three meals a day on time.

Occasionally give an order, but also will obey.

But another maid, Xiaofeng, has been missing for several days since he was struck by a ghost and was startled.

Guessing from past memories, maybe he was trying to please some other young master or young lady, so that he could be served by another master.

It's also stupid.

His master was not dead yet, so he ran to flatter other young masters and ladies. I am afraid that in the eyes of others, he would have already been labeled as a follower, and which master would want such an attendant.

This Xiaofeng doesn't need to pay attention to it at all, as for this Xiaomei... secretly learning martial arts, just based on this alone, Chen Mu has already grasped her lifeblood.

but.

Today's Chen Mu doesn't bother to use these methods.

First-rank Martial Saints, even the emperors of the Great Yuan Dynasty, must be respected, and second-rank magicians, as long as they are willing to enter the court, they can have power over the world, and one word can determine the lives and deaths of thousands of people!

The first-grade sorcerer that has never existed in the legend is the direction he is pursuing today, and the rest, whether it is maids or servants, are just like dust on the side of the road, without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)