My Wife Is A Ghost Exorciser

Dedicating todays chapter to boboswirls, diavla, neotheo82, elorinczy, Nerdy_Rh1.

Song Yan knew that she did not have much Yin energy left in her body, so she summoned the blood quill from her ring and then bit the tip of her thumb hard enough to draw blood. She wiped the blood that was covering her eyes and then dipped the tip of the quill on the small drop of blood that she has squeezed out of her thumb, and then she pressed the tip of the quill on the restriction shield, and she could feel the blood quill sucking the blood of her body with every word that she wrote.

But a wreckless haze blinded Song Yan, she looked at the restriction field and then thought of her father who has been locked in this small house and her consciousness that was fading in and out immediately strengthen and she continued to write the spells to undo the magic on the restriction field.

Bit by bit the shield cracked and it was only when Song Yan felt her fingers tremble as she wrote down the last spell did the restriction field shattered into a thousand fragments.

" Song Yan!" Fang Yanli has been watching Song Yan break the shield, she too wanted to help her master but the thing was that breaking a grudge field set up by a ghost was different from than restriction field that was set up by humans, the things that were made by humans can only be destroyed by either God or human, themselves.

This was why she could only watch Song Yan struggle helplessly, when she saw Song Yan slump on the ground she was so terrified that Fang Yanli felt her non-existent heart skip a beat. If something was to happen to Song Yan then she feared that someone would turn into a brutal psychopath without the suppressant doll inside their system.

" I am fine," Song Yan coughed out a mouthful of blood but she pushed herself from the ground and then wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. "Let's go inside, I need to go and bring my father out of this place."

Fang Yanli nodded as the two of them walked ( in her case she was flying next to Song Yan), it was only when Song Yan took out the key of the big lock that was hanging outside the door, did Fang Yanli turn to Song Yan and asked, " We couldn't get inside the field so why was it possible for that woman to go inside according to her will?"

"It's simple when making a restriction field as long as the person uses the correct spells it works according to the will of the person who has created it or on whose orders it was created, most probably Chu Lian was the one who brought that woman to this house and gave her the permission to enter the house according to her will," replied Song Yan and a comprehensive expression dawned on Fang Yanli's face as she said, " Is that so? It's more or less similar to a password protected lock, isn't it? As long as you have the password you can go inside if you don't then you have to forcefully hack your way inside it."

Song Yan did not say anything towards this, she simply stepped inside the house that had at least ten inches of dust piled up on the floor with broken furniture stuffed in a corner. She heaved a breath and then turned on her vision, she looked around but she did not see anything either living or dead hiding behind anything.

" Look around, I am sure that Chu Lian might have hidden my father somewhere in the house," said Song Yan as she headed towards the dilapidated kitchen Fang Yanli started to look around the rooms that have been closed off.

However, they seem to have underestimated Chu Lian and the woman who was in cahoots with her, even after looking around the house, the two of them did not find anything …not even a door to the basement could be seen.

" Did that grim reaper give you the right address? What if he has made a fool out of you?" said Fang Yanli as she finished looking at the small toilet that was sitting in the corner of the room.

" He would not do it," said Song Yan as she looked around the entire house once again before she walked towards the broken furniture that was sitting against the wall of the room. She tapped her foot on the floor and felt the dust under her feet sink into the floorboards with a hollow sound resonating in the room, her eyes narrowed as she picked up the small chair that was thrown into the corner before she placed it on the side. " Help me get these things away."

" But you have used most of your Yin energy if you were to share more with me then——"

" I am willing to fall sick on the bed for an entire month as long as I can save my father," said Song Yan as she picked up another table and dragged it to the side, seeing that she was being stubborn there was nothing that Fang Yanli could do, in the end, she accepted the Yin energy that Song Yan was sharing with her and then started to pick up the furniture as well.

It took them another twenty minutes before they cleared the entire stack of furniture, Song Yan stared at the basement door that has been hidden under the pile of broken furniture and clenched her fingers, itching them to curl around Chu Lian's throat. From the looks of it, Chu Lian has simply left her father to die!

" Don't get angry now," said Fang Yanli as she sensed the change in Song Yan's expression. " You need to stay rational and calm, if you lose your temper then you will be alerting the enemy and all your hard work will go down the drain as well."

Song Yan heaved a sigh and then inhaled a long deep breath before she nodded her head and said, " You are right," she hooked the tip of her boot and then flipped open the trapdoor of the basement. " Well here goes nothing."

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