A dusty wire hung from the ceiling, the end of which was connected to a rudimentary lamphead, and the dim glow shone through the gray wall of the lamp, making it even fainter, illuminating only a small area below, where the only furniture in the room was placed, a wooden table and a wooden chair, and the room was empty, with a thick layer of dust that had accumulated for an unknown amount of time. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And on the chair next to the table, a person was sitting quietly.

The wooden door of the room was very old, and the hinges had long been rusted, and when the fox pushed the door open, there was a noticeable sound, but she still sat quietly at the table as if she hadn't heard it, her thin body leaned against the back of the chair, her bloodshot eyes stared at a bunch of strange things on the table, and the hands that were naturally placed on her legs twitched slightly, as if there was some fierce thought flowing under her calm expression.

Canghu once saw a photo of Ye Wen in the home of Ye Wen's parents, it was a girl full of young vitality, sweet and lovely smile, and her whole body was full of youthful vitality.

However, what appeared in the fox's field of vision now was a withered face.

With a thin body, gray hair, sunken eye sockets, and dry skin, no matter how you look at it, this woman sitting in the dim light does not look like a young girl in her twenties, and even looks a little older than Ye Wen's mother, who is nearly sixty years old.

With a trace of unbearability in her eyes, Canghu looked at her and spoke softly.

"Miss Ye, take the liberty of disturbing."

A slight sound came directly into her ears, she finally reacted, slowly turned her head to look, but the movement was sluggish like an old man with stiff joints, and her eyes wandered around the room in confusion, as if she couldn't find focus for a while, and after a while, she finally noticed the fox, her cloudy gaze stayed on the fox, she moved her chapped lips, and slowly made a hoarse and old voice that didn't look like a young man at all.

“…… You...... Who is it? How are you ...... How did you get in? ”

The slow response is undoubtedly equivalent to admitting that she is Ye Wen, seeing that the young and beautiful woman in the photo has really become the appearance of the drooping old woman she is now, Canghu did not show surprise like Cang Yan, but the unbearable in his eyes was a little thicker, and his voice was naturally softer and softer.

"My name is Canghu, I'm here to ......" After a slight pause, he hesitated, but Canghu still said the truth, "I'm here to stop you." ”

"Block...... I? ”

Ye Wen's gaze was a little confused, as if she couldn't understand Canghu's words, the extremely aging and sluggish appearance made Canghu almost want to stop and not continue, but she finally nodded to Ye Wen.

"Yes. If I don't stop you, then your actions are likely to take people's lives, and I believe you should be well aware of this, right? ”

In the blink of an eye, the corners of Ye Wen's lips slowly rose, and the dry skin piled up deep furrows on her face, making that big smile look extremely weird.

"...... 'clear'? Of course I know...... Because ah...... If I can't take a human life, I'm ...... It's going to be very distressing......"

Ye Wen's voice was very slow and calm, like a gossiping old man, but the words with a smile revealed a calm malice and a calm killing intent.

However, there is no hatred alone.

Frowning slightly, glancing at the seemingly chaotic but emanating strange objects on the table, Cang Hu quietly stopped Cang Yan, who had been invisible before he came in, and wanted to secretly get close to the past at this moment.

It was worse than she had imagined.

From the moment she entered the room, Canghu clearly felt a strange power emanating from the table, and the black shadow that had been trapped by her with a silver net suddenly trembled as if it was stimulated by that power.

Obviously, those strange things on the table are the key to casting witchcraft, and now although Ye Wen is just sitting calmly, seemingly doing nothing, she is actually closely connected to witchcraft, and she only needs any slight movement, such as moving her fingers, or even blinking her eyes, to inspire powerful witchcraft.

And the bad thing is that the fox is completely incapable of witchcraft.

Canghu's understanding of witchcraft all comes from a few casual mentions from the person who taught her in the past, so that although she can recognize witchcraft, she can't make targeted measures in the face of witchcraft.

Don't dare to act rashly, Canghu stood at the door, but his mind was quickly flipping through the past teachings, trying to find a solution from his memory that could avoid a direct war, but he also quickly thought of one or two, but with the current situation, she can't do it, after thinking about it, she can only give up doing it directly, and instead try to persuade Ye Wen with words.

"Miss Ye, I have talked to your parents, and I have heard about your daughter, I understand the pain of your loss, but the dead are gone, and the living are like this, why should you ...... your husband?"

Canghu also knew that her words might not be too convincing, but she didn't really want Ye Wen to be completely convinced, she just hoped to use these words to make Ye Wen have emotional fluctuations, as long as Ye Wen could be shaken for even a moment, causing a moment of delay in the connection between witchcraft and her, so that Cang Yan, who had already been instructed, was enough.

However, Ye Wen was completely unmoved.

"It's the 'ex-husband'."

Interrupting Canghu's words lightly, Ye Wen smiled lightly, and there was a general wisdom of insight into everything on her unusually old face, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly in Canghu's heart, secretly wondering if her plan had already been seen through by her, but Canghu was still silent on his face, and continued to follow the interrupted words.

"Even though he is now an 'ex-husband', he and you have loved each other after all, and he is indeed responsible for his daughter's accident, but he is also guilty and painful because of it, isn't he? Why should you ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted softly by Ye Wen again.

“…… It's not ......"

The subtle voice didn't know which sentence it was denying Canghu, the smile on Ye Wen's face faded little by little, and when the voice sounded again, it was as cold as a thousand years of ice.

"My daughter Guoguo didn't die unexpectedly, she was killed by Wu Tong." (To be continued.) )