After a brief look around, Song Yizhi turned her hand, and she held a long knife and directly pried open the hidden compartment in the wall.
The moment the hidden grid popped up, several darts came out and stabbed Song Yizhi at extremely fast speeds.
The purple umbrella in Song Yizhi's hand fell forward, blocking the dart.
Looking at a few darts that fell in front of his toes, Song Yizhi stepped on the darts and walked up.
After seeing the things placed in the secret compartment, Song Yizhi put away his long knife and reached out to pick up the things in the compartment, "Huh, that's really a good thing."
Looking at the shriveled seeds with no spiritual power, Yuan Xu asked, "What are these?"
"The seeds of Qiyao Vine." Song Yizhi threw the seeds in his hand into the phoenix bracelet, "It's just that they were not properly stored and the spiritual power was completely lost. Now they can only be regarded as dead seeds."
Yuan Xu suddenly lost interest.
Song Yizhi was too lazy to find a mechanism to decrypt and open the hidden compartments. She took out a long knife and pried open the hidden compartments one by one.
Looking at the darts on the ground, Song Yizhi clicked his tongue twice, and then went to look at the things in the grid.
Turning to the last box, Song Yizhi took out a dusty book from it. She shook it with some disgust and shook off some dust before picking it up.
Yuan Xu caught a glimpse of the big words on the cover and said, "The Song of Soul Crossing, no wonder the Jade Brocade Snake said there are good things, and they are indeed good things."
Song Yizhi flipped through it twice and then put the book of Soul Crossing away.
This was the reason why she was not in a hurry to break the formation but instead looked for something. She needed the Soul Crossing Song.
It's not that I don't know the soul-crossing song, it's that I can't play the soul-crossing song at all.
I came to find the soul-transmitting song first because I wanted to be prepared on both sides. If there was a problem with breaking the formation, then I would find someone to play the soul-transmitting song to transcend these resentful spirits. After all the resentful spirits disappeared, the Blood Prison Formation would be considered broken.
After getting what he wanted, Song Yizhi went straight to the formation.
Along the way, Song Yizhi didn't meet a single stranger, but more and more resentful spirits gathered around her.
He Mansion.
When Song Yizhi was about to arrive at his destination, he saw a living person.
Yan Lingyu looked back when he heard the footsteps, then narrowed his eyes and his voice became cold, "Song Yizhi?"
Song Yizhi was not afraid of Yan Lingyu's cold face at all. She walked over and asked, "Can't you get in?"
Yan Lingyu looked at Song Yizhi's sickly pale face, and his expression became even colder. He answered in an unexpected way and asked, "Why did you come in?"
Song Yizhi didn't say anything. She raised her hand and waved, and the faded door was knocked open by a strong force. The old door was crumbling and looked like it might be killed at any time.
"Speak." Yan Lingyu's somewhat impatient voice sounded. He rubbed the fan bone, then raised his hand and waved the fan to fly out and kill the resentful spirit that rushed out.
"He walked in." Song Yizhi said.
Yan Lingyu: "..."
Song Yizhi climbed up the stairs, crossed the high threshold, and walked into He's house.
The group of resentful spirits behind Zhenzi hovered at the door of He Mansion and did not follow her in.
Yan Lingyu followed Song Yizhi's footsteps. Along the way, his fan killed countless resentful spirits, and the peach blossoms on the fan became more and more beautiful.
Song Yizhi glanced at the peach blossom fan in Yan Lingyu's hand.
Yan Lingyu said coolly, "Don't worry about my weapons."
Song Yizhi said, "Don't be so straight-faced. Look, I've been fine along the way, haven't I?"
Yan Lingyu sneered, "Purple Royal Umbrella and Bodhi Seed Buddha Beads, if something happened to you, we would have died a long time ago."
When he first saw Song Yizhi appearing in the Blood Prison Formation, he was really concerned but confused.
After calming down, Yan Lingyu knew that this person was definitely well prepared if he dared to come.
Song Yizhi was unable to refute.
Yan Lingyu said, "I still know something about Tu Yaoyao, but I only know where the blood prison formation's eye is, but I don't know where it is specifically."
"I know." Song Yizhi rolled his eyes, looking harmless.
She has dissected the Blood Prison Formation of Tu Yaoyao, and she understands the conditions of the Blood Prison Formation very well.
Yan Lingyu was not surprised. In her previous life, Song Yizhi killed Tu Yaoyao and became the new Demon King. Before she killed Tu Yaoyao, she disassembled Tu Yaoyao's most proud work, the Blood Prison Array, and finally
It made Tu Yaoyao angry to death.
Song Yizhi turned the purple umbrella in his hand and said, "Here we come."
Yan Lingyu looked at the man walking slowly out of the main hall, clenched the folding fan in his hand, and his eyes showed a bit of solemnity.
The man three to five meters away could be considered handsome. He was wearing a red wedding robe and a red-gold crown on his head. Although he was the groom's official, he did not have the high-spiritedness of the groom's official at all, and he was incompatible with the old and dilapidated He Mansion.
It’s hard to deal with a resentful spirit that can take on human form in life!
"Do you want to listen to a story first or break the formation first?" Song Yizhi asked warmly.
Yan Lingyu glanced at Song Yizhi angrily, "You can tell the story anytime, but the important thing now is to break the formation!"
Song Yizhi said, "Don't worry, let's listen to a story."
Yan Lingyu: "..."
So what's the point of asking him so much? To make her look more amiable?
"Girl is so interesting." The man's voice was full of laughter, and then he nodded slightly, "Good day you two, I am the owner of this mansion, you can call me He San."
This was the first time for Yan Lingyu to see such a polite grudge, and he felt very uncomfortable for a moment.
How could a wraith be so polite and polite? Damn it. Well, they really did.
Song Yizhi nodded slightly, looking elegant and noble, "I am Song Yizhi, and he is Yan Lingyu."
He San said, "I won't invite you two to sit in for a while. Please forgive me for being rude."
Song Yizhi smiled slightly and said, "Master He, please tell me."
Yan Lingyu glanced at Song Yizhi, who was calm, and then looked at He San.
It seems that Song Yizhi knows a lot.
"This is Fish City." He San glanced at the gray sky, "Yucheng was massacred by demonic cultivators overnight."
Fish City?
Yan Lingyu thought back quickly.
Song Yizhi opened his mouth and explained to Yan Lingyu, "Two thousand years ago, Muzhou Fish City was massacred overnight. A few hours later, the entire Fish City disappeared into the world of immortality."
Yan Lingyu hissed, "I remember, the Yucheng case has not been solved yet."
Nearly 100,000 people in the city were slaughtered overnight. It is said that even the infant children were not spared, and then Fish City disappeared.
It turns out that Yucheng was trained into the Blood Prison Formation by Tu Yaoyao.
"Back then, I was deceived by a woman. On the occasion of my wedding, my He family hosted a banquet for all the people in the city. I didn't expect... this was a trap!" Speaking of this, He San's eyes flashed with blood.
Yan Lingyu was afraid that He San would lose control, so he stood silently in front of Song Yizhi.
"The bride put medicine in the wedding wine, which poisoned the whole city, and finally sacrificed all the people with blood." Song Yizhi said, as if she was informing Yan Lingyu, and she seemed to be following He San's words.
Pain and regret flashed in He San's bloody eyes.
He has been blaming himself for what happened back then. After all, without him, so many innocent people in Yucheng would not have experienced this disaster.
He is sorry for his parents and relatives, and even more sorry for those people!