Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

"After talking for a long time, what exactly do you want to express?"

Xun Jia took a deep breath, but there was no change in his tone.

Zhang Yang turned his head, put one hand behind his back, and quietly took out the mahogany sword presented by the system.

"Ghosts have a characteristic. The captured passers-by will not be devoured immediately, but will use the connection between travelers to deceive the next person who comes over."

"There is a most direct way to identify ghosts."

The second Xun Jia realized something was wrong, Zhang Yang's mahogany sword was already on his neck.

It was obviously just a very ordinary-looking wooden sword, but at this moment, Xun Jia felt as if a sharp blade had been slashed across his neck, causing a sharp pain.

"What nonsense are you talking about in this place!"

"We have never heard of the things you said! You must not have held grudges against me because of the previous events!"

"If you dare to attack me at this time! You are not afraid..."

Without giving this thing the time to continue talking, Zhang Yang just closed his eyes slowly, and then exerted force with his wrist.

As expected, it didn't cut on the warm body, it seemed to cut on a ball of soft cotton.

The surrounding air plummeted.

When Zhang Yang opened his eyes, he only saw Xun Jia, who was still standing still, turned into a cloud of black mist at this moment, and there was a sharp and short scream.

Soon, something fell from the sky.

Upon closer inspection, it was a slender white finger.

The nails were bright red, and the fingertips were not round, but extremely thin like the tip of a needle.

The sudden appearance of this finger made Zhang Yang's scalp tingle for a moment, but he quickly suppressed this emotion.

"Can this thing be submitted?"

Originally just a curious question without hope.

Who would have thought that the system would actually answer: "Yes."

Zhang Yang paused.

Cautiously moved over, when I was still some space away from this index finger, I heard the sound of the system again.

"Confirm the submission of the item and get 10 points."

The second after the system's voice sounded, the index finger in front of him, which still made the scalp tingle, disappeared.

Zhang Yang was taken aback: "Are you sure you didn't report wrong points?"

The system replied in a straight line: "After the system test, the points are correct."

Unbelievably digging his ears, Zhang Yang wanted to ask something more, but he heard a slight movement from the door that hadn't been opened just now.

Forcibly suppressing the confusion in his heart, he stretched out his hand and gently poked at the door.

I just watched the door of the room that had been in disrepair for a long time being slowly pushed open, making a toothache sound.

The smell of blood in the room became lighter, and Xun Jia lay unconscious in the center of the room.

Zhang Yang frowned, turned around quickly, and called Wang Gan and Elder Tang who were standing outside the door from the corridor on the second floor.

At any rate, the person was sent to the hospital. Apart from excessive blood loss, there were no other injuries.

Ghosts are just a kind of low-level spirit monsters, and they don't need any skills at all. Zhang Yang just solved this thing with a light sword.

When Xun Jia was taken away from the castle, the Yin Qi lingering around gradually dissipated.

Zhang Yang glanced back, and said to the people on the side: "The geomantic omen of this place is problematic, it is not recommended to live in, but it is just right to be used as a place to shoot horror short films. If there are more crew members, it can suppress this place." Yin Qi generated by the place."

Wang Gan nodded: "Thank you for today's matter."

After such an incident, the rest of the matter can be shelved for a while.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang had free time to move around.

They went to the hospital with Wang Gan and Tang Lao to visit Xun Jia who was still unconscious. Zhang Yang didn't stay any longer, knowing that the other party probably didn't welcome him, so he simply went back to the hotel.

Xiaohong squatted in the room obediently, and took the few small animals that Zhang Yang bought for herself as usual.

"What is that thing that was submitted during the day today?"

Seeing Xiao Hong obediently eating in the corner, Zhang Yang sat down on the sofa.

"Isn't it worth more than the corpses of these animals?"

The system was silent for a while, then said, "This is the finger of a mandrill."

Zhang Yang was taken aback.

If I remember correctly, it was recorded in the book given by the system before.

Mandrills take pleasure in teasing, and once entangled, they will bring bad luck, and the weak will be addicted to fear and die.

"Could it be that he threw it there by himself?"

Feeling inexplicably being watched by something, Zhang Yang shivered subconsciously.

Swallowing his saliva, he asked cautiously: "I handed this thing over to you, if the mandrill finds the trace afterward..."

"The submitted item no longer exists in the world."

Anyway, it gave such a response.

Let Zhang Yang breathe a sigh of relief.

It also means that even if you search for traces and find them, I am afraid that there will be no connection with this finger, which is somewhat relaxing.

However, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief a little early.

Before he could hand over the body that Xiao Hong ate, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the window, and the noise caused by it immediately attracted the attention of the two of them.

Frowning and looking out the window, thanks to the fact that it was late at night, there was no need to draw the curtains as tightly as during the day.

It was convenient for Zhang Yang to see the scene outside at a glance.

A slender human figure, almost invisible in the night, slowly floated outside the window like this.

When he realized it, Zhang Yang subconsciously took a step back, and almost immediately took out the peach wood sword.

Xiaohong was repelled by the aura surrounding Taomujian.Subconsciously shrunk back a little, distanced himself from Zhang Yang.

Such subtle movements did not attract Zhang Yang's attention. At this moment, he was paying close attention to the figure that suddenly appeared outside the window.

Watching the slender human figure slowly approaching the window, the last black human face just stuck to the window.

With a pair of wide-eyed eyes, there is faint blood oozing around them, just looking at the environment in the room like this, it seems that they are looking for something.

But after searching around, he couldn't find what he wanted. The figure outside could only focus on Zhang Yang. Following his movements, he slowly turned his black and white eyeballs.

Suddenly encountered such a situation in the middle of the night, even Zhang Yang couldn't help being frightened.

It was almost strictly restrained that he barely let out a scream at this time.

He tightly clenched the mahogany sword in his hand, but he was quickly flipping through the books given by the system in his mind.