Capital Wood House.

In the wings.

"Master, madam, you have taken care of the young master all day, you haven't rested much, and you haven't eaten much, this is not good, I ordered my subordinates to bring the food into your room, master, madam, you eat and rest in the room, the young master is here for us to take care of." The steward of the Mu Mansion, Mu Rensheng rubbed it worriedly and soothed.

This Mu Huanci and Mrs. Mu have been taking care of Mu Zhili all day long, and their worried eyes have barely moved, staring straight at Mu Zhili, just one day, their eyes are full of desolation, which makes people unbearable to look at directly.

Seeing that Mu Huanci and Mrs. Mu just looked at each other indifferently, they shook their heads lightly, and as a gesture, the depths of their eyes were full of love towards Mu Zhili.

Mu Rensheng didn't know what to do, the young master Mu Zhili was a single biography of Mu Fu, he knew the temperament of the lord and the lady, the lord and the lady had always loved the Mu Zhili, so he didn't want to be half a step away from him at this time.

It's strange to say, the lord and the lady have always been pampered by the gift of wood, maybe it is the nature of nature, or maybe it is because of a serious illness, people are like their name, the gift of wood has been treated with poetry since childhood, and when the people on the side are young and frivolous, the air of wood is as warm as jade.

Mu Rensheng's helpless eyes fell on the maid beside him, the servant, but he, the seasoned housekeeper, was helpless about it, what could these young maids and servants do?

Mu Rensheng's absent-minded eyes fell on Mu Zhili in his sleep, so he had to stand in the young master's perspective and persuade Mu Huanci and his wife: "Master, madam, you don't want to be like this, the young master is the most filial, if the young master wakes up and sees you like this, the young master's heart will also be uncomfortable, and he will definitely not want to see you because the young master is so haggard." ”

"That's fine, madam, go back to the side room, let the maid bring the food into the room, and rest in the side room after you eat." Mu Huanci's warm hand landed on Mrs. Mu's shoulder, and she calmly dropped these soft words.

When Mrs. Namu heard her husband say this, she looked at each other, and the pain in the depths of those two eyes filled with pain, and she nodded without words.

Madame Mu glanced at her beloved son, and had no choice but to compromise and stand up, perhaps holding her legs in one movement for too long, numb but also a little unsteady, wiping away her tears, and moving out of the door.

Mu Huan sat on the edge of the bed, watching Mu Zhili groan in pain due to his serious illness, but he couldn't do anything, so he was deeply saddened and sighed.

As everyone knows, the drowsy and dreamy wood gift, the spirit has already left the body and wandered, falling into the endless abyss of darkness.

Like the eighteen layers of the abyss-like Infernal Hell, the ethereal haze lingered in the hell, and a stream of blood light went towards the sky, and the endless blood-colored mist swirled.

When the blood-colored mist gradually dissipated, a red palace stood here, and the huge stone pillars fell in front of the palace, and the four big characters 'Netherworld Hell' were shining brightly, and the rock walls in the hell were deep and terrifying, and immediately, they were filled with an endless eerie and strange atmosphere.

The palace is like a plaque in the world, and the three big characters 'Netherworld Palace' flashed on the top beam, and the souls of the spirits are fluttering, passing between the stone pillars and rock walls, so as to quietly enter the palace, and the spirit of the wood ceremony is still in it.

In the Netherworld, the king of Yama judged the soul of the traveling hall.

"You, the reincarnation of the last three lives in exchange for the birth of a human being in this life in the world, but you have lost all your conscience, you are inhumane, and you have done all kinds of evil, even so, you will taste the suffering of this netherworld hell, when you will repent, and there are ten people in the world, no, five people will regret because of your departure, and you will be free from the suffering of this netherworld hell." The king of Yama in the temple heard the sound of judgment, waved his hand of judgment, and the light of the 'netherworld' fluttered towards the soul spirit.

When the soul received the light of the 'Netherworld', it also fell with a miserable scream, echoing in the 'Netherworld Temple', which was deeply soul-calming.

Those souls were supposed to be dazed and unconscious, but at this time, because of this howling sound of the gods, they actually evolved into trembling souls, which shows the horror of their netherworld hell.

The soul spirit continued to move forward slowly, also dressed in white, the face was deep and pale, but it showed an elegant posture, and was as warm as jade, this person was the gift of wood.

"Gift of Wood." The king of Yama had already known the name of this person through the breath of the wandering soul and the remnants of the world, and the originally dark and terrifying face, at this time, the three words of the gift of the wood were extremely awe-inspiring.

The king of Yama has made a thorough exploration of the life of the wood rite in the world, and the year of the death of the wood rite: seventeen years old, although he has not dedicated himself to the world in the world, he also treats people with courtesy, does not harm others, and suffers from serious illness.

But his awe-inspiring eyes fell on the book of life and death, and in an instant, the page with the gift of wood fell in front of him, which actually made him thrilled, even if he had been the king of Hades for a long time.

The words on that page of the Book of Life and Death were supposed to be 'Seventeen Wooden Rites', but now, for some reason, that page was actually blank, and the marks in the blank space flashed faintly, but I couldn't see what the words were.

As a wandering spirit, Mu Zhili's face was confused, but in a daze, the sound of the three words 'Mu Zhili' still fell in the depths of Mu Zhili's mind.

Just as the king of Yama was in a state of turmoil, two sudden soul spirits outside the Netherworld Hall flashed into front of the palace door.

As soon as the two spirits stopped fluttering, only for a moment, the Netherworld Hall shook violently, and a dull ghostly roar echoed in the Netherworld Hall.

The evil qi filled the Netherworld Temple, and the entire Netherworld Hall was illuminated by the light of the two wandering spirits, and the souls of the souls where the light illuminated were a sad sound, and they felt deep pain, as if they had fallen into the abyss, and it was a hundredfold or a thousand times more painful than the pain of the reincarnation of the 'Netherworld Hell'.

The evil qi filled the Netherworld Temple, and the entire Netherworld Hall was illuminated by the two wandering spirits, and the souls of the souls illuminated by the light were a sad sound, deeply painful, and fell into the abyss, which was a hundred times more painful than the pain of the reincarnation of the 'Netherworld Hell'.

The spirits of the Netherworld are like a dream, in the maze, a ghostly earth golem slowly rises from the ground, stained with scarlet blood, terrifying and gloomy, in an instant, like a ghostly earth golem disappears, the rolling river of blood roars through the Netherworld.

Although those souls were unconscious, they also woke up after the light faded, but the scene of the remaining consciousness was also terrifying.