"Sorry to bother you again."

Even though the last chat was very unpleasant, Xiaoyou still maintained a respectful attitude.

The old woman opened the wrought iron door, and her expression was oozing in the dim light, "Sure enough, they still came to me." "Those old but still sharp eyes flashed with an unfathomable depth.

Xiaoyou always kept her head slightly down, did not look directly at her pupils, and did not answer, or acquiesce.

"Come in."

This voice is like an order, which makes people's feelings complicated.

The night sky of the sky is indifferent, and the relentless spread is just as wanton.

Yu readjusted his breathing and followed her into the house.

The furnishings in the room had not changed much, and beside the black sofa was an old loom, which was doing a slow motion, so that every now and then there was a terrible chirping sound.

It was a voice she would never forget.

The fireplace next to the wall was blazing, and the dancing light and shadow made the entire inner room light and dark.

Xiaoyou didn't sit down, let alone take off her red cloak, but said directly: "Mother-in-law, we're in some trouble." ”

An unsteady light and shadow hit her pale face, and the amber crystals were full of worry.

Today's old woman wears a black velvet dress, which is particularly dazzling with her golden coiled hair.

Even in his later years, he still has the charm.

However, the cold smile on the corner of her mouth always felt that she had bad intentions, "Girl, who asked you to come?" ”

Of course, she didn't invite Xiaoyou to sit down.

And the reason why she asked so much was because she knew that Xiaoyou knew her identity.

"MR. MISHUEL OF PLUME." Yu said frankly, "He told me that you are a witch. ”

She scoffed, her unnatural smile giving a more aloof feeling, "Oh! Hehe, I thought you were worried about the affairs of the Eight Clans. ”

"Of course not." Yu vetoed eagerly, and informed himself of his purpose, "Hello, Lady Medea, forgive me for my presumptuous and outspoken words, I know that you are not an idle person, and that my friends and I are in trouble!" I'm coming to you today to get your help. ”

Medea smiled more meaningfully, "Sit down." Then she got up and staggered to the candlestick cabinet not far away.

Yu took off the cloak with apprehension, and then stared at the mother-in-law with her eyes on the soft sofa.

Suddenly, there was a fresh and pleasant smell in the air.

The room exudes a long-standing and cosy smell.

Xiaoyou's tense heart is still slackening.

"Tomorrow is the first day of fasting for the Feast of the Dead." With her back to the light, Medea fiddled with the white candles, as if telling a long story.

"The Ritual of the Dead is a popular ritual for wizards." Yu said.

"That's right." After speaking, Medea secretly whispered a spell, and the two rows of candles lit up at the same time, and the burning fire shone like a beating mysterious note.

"A HUNDRED YEARS AGO, WIZARDS GATHERED THEIR FOLLOWERS IN CLAIRE, AND THE CORRUPTION OF THE WORLD AND THE WEAKENING OF THE POWERS OF POWER HAVE PUT CLAIRE IN A PRECARIOUS STATE, AND SOONER OR LATER THESE WORLDS WILL PERISH! The people of Asia yearn for comfort and peace, and we, as shamans, must give them hope. ”。

Xiao You's gaze suddenly became cold, "Mr. Mishuel said that you know a lot about the Festival of the Dead, it turns out that it is because you are also participating in the Festival of the Dead?!" ”