Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

At this moment, the figure in the middle of the wasteland suddenly turned around, looked towards this side, and instantly met Wu Zhi's eyes.

"Ah!" Wu Zhi screamed and sat down on the ground in fright.

"Gluck cluck cluck..."

Suddenly, a series of strange sounds that seemed to come from the throat sounded outside the small window.

Hearing this voice, Wu Zhi was no better than the man outside just now, he was so frightened that he peed his pants.

He didn't bother to change his pants at this time, he jumped up and got into the bed, covering his head tightly with the quilt.

It is said that the quilt can block 90.00% of magic damage. He only hoped that the female ghost outside didn't notice him and didn't come back to look for him.

However, all his expectations were shattered in a burst of strong footsteps.

Da da da!
The sound of footsteps was sharp and clear, obviously the sound of high heels. This is a men's prison, so there is no such sound of footsteps, so there is only that female ghost!
Under the quilt, Wu Zhu curled up and shivered.

"Don't hide from me, stick your head out to see me!" A charming voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Wu Zhi felt like his head would explode when he heard the sound. The sound reminded him of the documentary he just watched. The female ghost said the same thing!

"No! I haven't harmed you, so don't come to me!" Wu Zhi howled in horror.

"Gluck cluck cluck..."

There was another burst of tooth-piercing laughter.

"Mine is big, take a look!"

The female ghost's voice continued to irritate every nerve in Wu Zhi.

"No, don't!" Wu Zhi yelled as he covered himself tightly with the quilt.

"No? I'm going to let you see it today!" The female ghost seemed to be angry, and her tone of voice was a little cold.

The next second, the quilt that Wu Zhi was holding tightly flew up, as if being torn away by someone, and before he could close his eyes, he saw the appearance of the female ghost.

She was dressed in snow-white clothes, with jet-black shawl hair hanging around her waist, and a pale pink pretty face, which was completely different from the female ghost in the documentary. In an instant, Wu Zhi's eyes became straight.

The female ghost is actually so beautiful?
What does she mean now? I have no grievances or enmities with her, and it doesn't look like I want to harm myself. Could it be that because of my good looks, she has taken a fancy to me and wants to have an encounter with me?
I have to say that Wu Zhi has a strong ability to make up brains. While fantasizing, he believes more and more in his own guesses. It seems that this is really a world that depends on appearance. Be charmed by yourself!
Thinking that I have been here for more than a year, and I have been holding back for more than a year, maybe I can vent my anger today!
The fear in Wu Zhi's heart gradually disappeared, and instead a burst of fire rose.

If Zhang Yang was present at this time, he would definitely give this guy a thumbs up, you are so awesome, you really think of yourself as the boss of Ning, dare you!
"My lord, do you think I'm pretty?" the female ghost suddenly bent down and asked with her face in front of Wu Zhi.

"Pretty beautiful!" Wu Zhi nodded repeatedly.

"Then what do you look at now?"

Wu Zhi didn't even think about it, just about to say that it looks good now, but was horrified to find that the beautiful face of the female ghost suddenly began to rot, and in the blink of an eye, the face turned into a pale and oozing skeleton, with a few white maggots lying on it. Nostrils and eye sockets are wriggling.

"Gah!"

Seeing this scene from such a close distance, Wu Zhi didn't bring it up on the spot, rolled his eyes, and almost died.

"Ah! Help!" Wu Zhi yelled for help, rolled off the bed to the ground, and crawled to the corner of the wall.

But this is a prison, everyone is locked in a cell, let alone hear it or not, even if they hear it, who can come and save him?

I saw that female ghost also turned around, rushed towards him quickly, and at the same time stretched out her claws to grab him. The slender hand that was white just now has now turned into a claw covered with black hair. The nails exuded a faint cold light, and the claws could probably cut people open.

Wu Zhi's face turned green at the moment, and he felt that death was imminent. Suddenly, he remembered that the young man who just came in just now said that the blood on the tip of a person's tongue can restrain ghosts. The female ghost who rushed over sprayed it.

scoff!

The blood from the tip of the tongue was splashed on the female ghost like sulfuric acid, and a puff of pungent smoke appeared instantly.

"Ah!" The female ghost let out a scream, and then rushed towards the small window, disappearing without a trace.

A few minutes later, Wu Zhi curled up in a corner, making sure that the female ghost had really left, and only then felt a burst of rejoicing in his heart for the rest of his life.

"Damn it, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, you're looking for death!" The window of the prison door suddenly opened, and the prison guard stood at the door and cursed.

Finally seeing someone, Wu Zhi jumped up with a loud voice and rushed towards the door.

"Sir, let me out quickly, there is a ghost, I have encountered a ghost!"

"There are ghosts? I think you have ghosts in your heart. You don't do bad things on weekdays, and you are not afraid of ghosts calling at the door in the middle of the night. If you knew you were afraid, why don't you do bad things!" The prison guard sneered and cursed.

"No sir, I didn't lie, there is really a ghost, please let me out, please!" Wu Zhi yelled, almost kneeling down to beg the prison guard.

But the prison guard looked at him impatiently, and cursed: "Wu Zhi, I warn you to sleep well, if you wake up others in a while, I'm afraid you will be beaten to death tomorrow!"

"Sir, please believe me once, I really didn't lie to you, you let me out!" Wu Zhi cried loudly, let him stay here, it would be better to let him be beaten to death.

Seeing his behavior, the prison guards also became a little suspicious. Could it be that he is really haunted?

"Okay, I'll let you out first, don't play tricks on me, I'll take you to the monitoring room now." The prison guard opened the cell door and said.

There are surveillance cameras in each cell, and if it is haunted or not, you will know if you check the surveillance.

Wu Zhi nodded again and again, and after being released, he followed closely behind the prison guards all the way to the monitoring room of the prison.

They called the prison guards on duty in the monitoring room, and the three of them turned on the monitoring of Wu Zhi's cell together, and it started to play from the time when he returned to the cell, and saw that Wu Zhi was pulled tightly into the room by a few big and three rough men. Beat them hard, these people beat them for more than ten minutes before leaving.

"Ahem!" The prison guard coughed lightly, but didn't ask much about the matter.

Afterwards, the monitoring screen ran quickly, and half an hour later, in the screen, Wu Zhi came to the window, then yelled in horror, and then shrank under the blanket.

"Sir, right here, that female ghost came at this time!" Wu Zhi said with a full face.

But then he was dumbfounded. There was nothing in the monitoring screen, only Wu Zhi curled up under the quilt tremblingly. A few minutes later, the quilt was suddenly lifted, and he sat up too, and then his expression was alternately fearful and sometimes excited. As if bewitched.