Chapter 18: Find the formation.
"This is impossible!" Fang Yanli shouted as she walked around the empty lot, double-checking her position. She stared at the empty stalls, frowned, and wrinkled her nose. "Something is wrong. It was obviously like this this morning. It smelled of death and decay, but now it doesn't smell like that. What happened?"
Song Yan squatted down and carefully examined the space, then stood up and said calmly: "The master who set up this formation is good. If he hadn't followed the wrong client for such a small amount of money, I would have dealt with him long ago."
Fang Yanli, who was hanging in the air, almost rolled her eyes at her words. Does this make sense? Even if the master is good, so what? After all, isn't he a pure evil person? Is it necessary to praise him? However, she resisted the urge to roll her eyes at Song Yan, and asked impatiently: "Do you mean that our trip is going to be ruined?"
Song Yan turned his head to look at Fang Yanli, glanced at her, then pointed at himself and said with a smile: "Yanli, who am I?"
Seeing the cunning smile on her master's face, Fang Yanli froze, and said in a panicked hoarse voice: "My master, although he is not from the Gu family, is the master of the Yin Ring." The ring called the Hellfire was engraved by the first generation of the Gu family. Therefore, the ring on Song Yan's hand can only be owned by the children of the Gu family. If someone other than the Gu family bloodline tries to take it over, it will retaliate and burn the thief and itself to death.
But Song Yan was an exception. With her years of practice, she controlled the arena with her own strength.
"That's right." Song Yan said, taking out two pieces of talisman paper and the Xie Ye Pen from the space in the ring. She bit her thumb, and then let the pen in her hand soak the drop of blood. The purpose of the Xie Ye Pen is very simple. Unlike the masters in the past who had to collect a lot of blood to draw talismans, this pen only needs to be soaked in a drop of blood, and then it forms an invisible connection with the blood flowing in the body. With its magical ability, when the pen draws blood, there are no deep wounds and cuts on the wrist and arm, which makes the work easier.
Song Yan drew on the talisman with her own blood. After she finished, she blew on the two talismans, chanted a spell, and threw the talismans into the air. As soon as the words on the talismans were thrown into the air, they turned into golden light, and then flew away with a whoosh. "Follow those talismans."
Fang Yanli followed Song Yan's instructions, and the two of them followed the talisman flying in the air until it suddenly stopped, fell down, and stuck to a relatively new marble tomb.
"What is this? Are you mistaken?" Fang Yanli asked. The tomb with the hidden formation was obviously very old, but compared with that tomb, this tomb was quite new and seemed to have been built a few years ago. The marble might have lost its luster, but the marble with the formation was very old and the wood was broken. How could the two be the same?
Song Yan sighed, pursed his lips, and smiled maliciously. "Do you really think I won't dispel your soul and prevent you from reincarnating?"
Fang Yanli wisely kept her mouth shut.
Song Yan turned her attention to the tomb, carefully studying the spells cast on it. She was a ghost cultivator, and her master kindly let her read ancient books and books on mysterious skills, which not only recorded spells for exorcising ghosts, but also many spells such as illusions. Later, when her master's enemies found out that her master had subdued an evil spirit like her and used her as a weapon to fight alongside her, they destroyed those books, but Song Yan had already cultivated to the highest level at that time, so everything was in vain.
The master Song Lan hired was not a novice and knew what he was doing. If it were someone else, they would have been trapped by him long ago, but she was different——
After carefully analyzing the spell on the tomb, Song Yan quickly chanted a counter-spell to break the spell that caused the illusion. Once the spell was broken, the ancient tomb that hid the formation immediately appeared.
"Oh my god! How did it get here?" Fang Yanli was surprised to find that the grave she had marked was suddenly moved to a new place. How could a grave be moved from one place to another so cleanly?
Song Yan shrugged, squatted down, and took down the talisman. As soon as the talisman was completed, it turned into charcoal. "The master must have noticed your presence. Because you have a high level of cultivation and hide your ghost energy, he may not be able to track you, but his strength is strong enough to detect that someone is watching him, so he moved this tomb. Don't forget, he relies on these formations to make some money quickly, and he can't make any mistakes." After saying that, Song Yan immediately threw a flying talisman onto the tomb-the flying talisman quickly rose into the air, and after it was suspended in the air, the formation hidden underneath it was revealed.