My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

Song Yan flipped the trap door open with the tip of her boot, no sooner did she open the door of the basement ---- a sickening scent of blood, urine and many other things wafted over to her nostrils. Her face scrunched up slightly as she heaved a breath and then closed her eyes, she was preparing herself for the sight that she has to see once she gets down these stairs.

"Let's go," she said to Fang Yanli after opening her eyes as she started climbing down the stairs one by one, the more she walked down the stairs the more that horrible scent coming from the end of the basement became, however, Song Yan did not find it disgusting on the other hand, her eyes turned red.

It was as if she could already see the agony and torture her father went through in this place.

And when Song Yan climbed the last step, she was so scared to walk forward that she was gritting her teeth tightly.

" Just go and get this over with, the more you wait the harder it will become later on," Fang Yanli kindly suggested she of course knew what Song Yan was going through at the moment but no matter how much Song Yan wanted it to become easy it would not get any easier than this.

" I am scared," confessed Song Yan, after so many years of hating her father and blaming him for all the things that went wrong in her life, Song Yan couldn't help but feel guilty towards her father. More importantly, she did not want to see her father broken and hurt, in her eyes her father has always been as strong as a tree that have always protected her when she was young, now when she was standing in this basement she couldn't help but feel scared about seeing her father in a condition she never wished to see him in, even when she hated him.

"It's only natural," Fang Yanli gave her an understanding nod but then she swiftly added, " But your father needs you, are you sure that you want to dilly dally with him being locked into this basement?"

Song Yan snapped back to her senses and then clenched her fingers tight as she walked inside the basement. It was a small space with nothing in sight, however when Song Yan stepped forward her boot knocked into a dog bowl and she almost grounded her teeth to dust, Chu Lian gave her father, his meals in this?

That b! tch!

Her heart twisted in the wrong way and Song Yan felt her brow twitch in anger but she still kept her cool. She couldn't let her anger rule her not when she was so close to saving her father but her resolve was once again greatly challenged when she came to a stop in front of a small hollow space in the room.

It was darker than the other corner but even with dim lighting, Song Yan could make out the blurry outline of a man being shackled. His arms were tied over his head and there was a pair of chains tied on each of his ankles as well.

With her trembling fingers, Song Yan switched on the light in the dingy corner and almost fell to her knees. There was her father but at the same time, he did not look like her father at all, all right. His hair was long and mangled with a beard that almost reached his chest, he was bare-chested with dagger scars, old and new scattered all over his arms and chest.

There was one that seemed to have been infected just a few days ago, tiny maggots were crawling over the rotten part of the flesh.

His entire frame was as thin as a skeleton as if someone has covered it with a layer of skin and if not for the constant rise and fall of her father's chest, Song Yan would have thought that he was already ——

Song Yan threw her head back and blinked the tears away.

The image of the strong and ruthless owner of the Song industry, Song Dong Ming cruelly overlapped with what she has seen just now and Song Yan realised that her father has suffered a lot.

She blinked her eyes a few more times before she heaved a breath and collected herself. This was not the time for her to get emotional, she needed to save her father and then bring him to a hospital, and only then he would be saved.

After taking care of her emotions, Song Yan straightened up and then took out the keys that she has gotten from Xiao An Na's house, stepping over the mess that was on the floor, she unlocked the chains that were tied to her father's arms and legs.

As weak as Song Dong Ming was he slumped to the ground without the support of the chains that were holding him up, Song Yan dropped to her knees and carefully checked Father Song's pulse. "It's faint but at least he is alive."

She sighed in relief before taking a look at Father Song's face, under the dim light she could see that his cheeks were strangely flushed red, a bit worried she immediately raised her hand and pressed her hand on the top of her father's forehead.

" He is burning up!" She said anxiously, Father Song's temperature was rather high, the second her hand touched Father Song's forehead, Song Yan swore that her skin was almost burned. " I have to take him to the …."

Her words were cut off when she heard the sound of footsteps coming from above, she strained her ears and heard someone talking. All of a sudden her eyes narrowed with a murderous glint as she picked up the chain that she has thrown on the floor, she wasn't willing to hurt anyone who was innocent but Chu Lian, that woman was nowhere innocent!

For a second Song Yan's resolve wavered but then she looked at her father who was tortured for years and her resolve stiffened even more.

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