Chapter 425 Nothing happens
Song Yan knew that there was little Yin left in her body, so she summoned the bloody feather pen from the ring, bit the tip of her thumb hard, and drew blood. She wiped off the blood covering her eyes, then dipped the tip of the feather pen in the small drop of blood squeezed out of her thumb, and then pressed the tip of the feather pen on the forbidden shield. She could feel that with every word she wrote, the bloody feather pen was sucking blood from her body.
But Song Yan couldn't open her eyes because of the haze of confusion. She glanced at the restricted area, and then thought of her father who was locked in this small house. Her consciousness suddenly became stronger, and she continued to write the spell to remove the magic. On the restricted area.
The shield crumbled bit by bit, until Song Yan felt his fingers trembling as he wrote the last spell, and the forbidden area suddenly shattered into thousands of pieces.
"Song Yan!" Fang Yanli had been watching Song Yan break the shield. She also wanted to help her master, but the problem was that breaking the fighting field set up by ghosts was different from the forbidden field set up by humans. It was something created. The destruction created by humans can only be destroyed by God or humans themselves.
So she could only watch Song Yan's helpless struggle. When she saw Song Yan fall to the ground, she was so scared that Fang Yanli felt her non-existent heart jump suddenly. If something happened to Song Yan, she was worried that without the suppression doll, she would become a cruel mental patient.
"I'm fine." Song Yan coughed up a mouthful of blood, but she still got up from the ground and wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. "Let's go in, I have to get my father out of this place."
As they walked, Fang Yanli nodded (she flew to Song Yan's side), until Song Yan took out the key to the big lock hanging outside the door, Fang Yanli turned to Song Yan and asked, "We can't enter the fields, why can the woman enter as she wishes?"
"It's easy to create a forbidden field. As long as the correct spell is used, it will work according to the creator's wishes or orders. It is very likely that Chu Lian brought the woman here. "This house, and allowed her to enter the house as she wished." Song Yan replied, and Fang Yanli's face showed a complicated expression, and said, "Really? This is more or less similar to a combination lock, isn't it? "Isn't it? As long as you have the password, you can get in. If you don't have it, you have to break it by force."
Song Yan didn't say much about this, she just stepped into the house, the floor of the house was covered with at least ten inches of dust, and there were some broken furniture in the corners. She sighed, then opened her eyes and looked around, but she didn't see any living or dead things hidden behind anything.
"Look around, I'm sure Chu Lian may have hidden my father somewhere in the house." Song Yan said as she walked towards the dilapidated kitchen. Fang Yanli began to look around the closed rooms.
However, they seemed to have underestimated Chu Lian and the woman who was in cahoots with her. The two searched the house but found nothing... They couldn't even find the door to the basement.
"Is the address that the Grim Reaper gave you correct? What if he fooled you?" Fang Yanli said, looking at the small toilet in the corner of the room.
"He won't do that." Song Yan looked around the room again, and then walked towards the broken furniture against the wall. She stepped on the floor, feeling the dust under her feet sinking into the floor, and the hollow sound echoed in the room. She squinted her eyes, picked up the small chair thrown in the corner, and put it aside. . "Help me take these things away."
"But you have already used up most of your Yin energy. If you share it with me again——"
"As long as I can save my father, I am willing to lie in bed for a month." Song Yan said as he picked up another table and dragged it aside. Seeing her stubborn look, there was nothing to say. Fang Yanli could do the same. In the end, she accepted the Yin Qi that Song Yan shared with her and began to pack up the furniture.
It took another twenty minutes to clean up the entire pile of furniture. Song Yan stared at the basement door hidden under the pile of broken furniture, his fingers clenched, wishing he could strangle Chu Lian's throat. It seemed that Chu Lian had simply abandoned her father to die!
"Don't be angry." Fang Yanli noticed the change in Song Yan's expression and said, "You need to stay rational and calm. Once you lose your temper, you will alert the enemy and all your efforts will go to waste."
Song Yan sighed, took a long breath, nodded, and said, "You're right." She hooked the toes of her boots and opened the trap door in the basement. "Well, there's nothing here."