Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

Zhang Yang's thoughts were a little far away, and under the prompt of the system, he suddenly remembered the reason why he was imprisoned.

Then, he stared at the person who was still waiting for his reply with indescribable words: "Mr. Tang... intends to directly announce the existence of these things to everyone through this live broadcast?"

The person in front of him shook his head: "We plan to proceed step by step, at least we have to learn more from Mr. Zhang first, and then decide whether to tell the public."

"Of course, as compensation for this live broadcast, Mr. Zhang can make a request, and we will try our best to meet it."

Zhang Yang laughed suddenly, then shook his head: "I didn't have any special requirements at the time, but Tang Laoqing didn't know why I was arrested?"

It seemed that he had finally reminded the person in front of him, only to see that Mr. Tang paused first, and then his face became a little embarrassed.

"This……"

Touching his nose helplessly, Elder Tang coughed, covered up his discomfort and said, "We will report this matter. Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, we will give Mr. Zhang another explanation."

Zhang Yang shrugged with a smile: "Since that's the case, then I'll wait for the good news from everyone. It's not impossible to cooperate with the live broadcast."

"But... there has to be something to show."

Elder Tang heaved a sigh of relief: "Don't worry about this matter, Mr. Zhang, we have already arranged it. The live broadcast will start from the castle, although there is no way to show it to everyone at once."

"But Mr. Zhang can briefly explain during the live broadcast, the Maoshan Warlock and Feng Shui mentioned before."

Zhang Yang nodded clearly: "I understand, since that's the case, when do you plan to broadcast live?"

At this time, Mr. Tang really let go of his heart completely, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously pulled a little smile: "We will make arrangements as soon as possible, including the reply to this video, and we will reply together during the live broadcast."

Although it was arranged as soon as possible, Zhang Yang had already practiced in the hotel for at least a week when he could really start preparing for the live broadcast from reporting and approval to various links and checkpoints.

During this week, with the help of the little zombies in the system space, Zhang Yang became more and more familiar with some Taoist techniques.

"May all your wishes come true?"

It just so happened that after practicing all night, Zhang Yang was lying on the sofa, ready to rest for a while, and when he took out the mobile phone Mr. Tang had prepared for him, he realized that it had appeared in the forum of the ancient castle video before. Some people began to discuss things that all wishes come true.

After more than a week of cooling down, the popularity of the video of the ancient castle that was frantically reposted in the forum has dropped a lot at this time.

Zhang Yang lay on the sofa, swiped twice casually, and found that after so many days, everyone's attention seemed to have begun to move closer to the post that all wishes come true.

After browsing through it carefully, Zhang Yang found the person who first posted the post after spending some effort.

There is a picture in the post.

According to the replies on the Internet, the picture that caught everyone's eyes seemed to be something like a jade wrench.

But when it fell into Zhang Yang's eyes, he could clearly see that it was clearly a finger strung together by a silver chain.

The fingers look white and tender, and they look familiar.

Zhang Yang held the phone in his hand, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Confirmed, almost none of the netizens who saw the picture knew that the one on the picture was actually a slender finger, Zhang Yang was somewhat relieved.

It's just that the sudden appearance of the finger still made him vigilant. After the finger appeared, there began to appear in the forum that all wishes come true.

It is still unclear how many people these fingers fell into the hands of, but after browsing the forum, the only thing Zhang Yang could find was this picture.

"Mission Refresh, Hundred Ghosts Recorded, Mandrill."

Holding the mobile phone, Zhang Yang frowned: "Does this task have to be completed?"

The system choked up inexplicably: "Not necessarily, it's just this kind of mission that is randomly refreshed, with a lot of reward points, whether you choose it depends on the host itself."

A smile cracked at the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth: "There is no time limit?"

For some reason, I always feel that the system is a little wronged: "...No."

After getting a definite reply, Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

It just so happens that I have been preparing for the content of the live broadcast recently. Although it is a simple introduction to Taoist techniques and Feng Shui, but with just one mouth, there is still something missing.

Zhang Yang lowered his eyes, looked at the photo in his hand, and walked out of the room neatly.

When Wang Qian and Elder Tang were found, Xun Jia had already come out of the hospital safely.

Several people sat in the room and were still discussing the content of the live broadcast and what would be revealed to the public later.

After all, this is the first time this kind of thing has been made public, and no one wants to cause commotion at such a juncture, nor do they want to be taken advantage of by someone with a heart, so every sentence has to be carefully worded for a long time.

"What are you doing here?"

Although he knew that it was Zhang Yang who saved him, Xun Jia always felt a little awkward in his heart. When he met him occasionally these days, he would always stab a few words in a strange way.

Looking up at the people sitting on the side, Zhang Yang withdrew his gaze, and simply put the photo on the phone in front of several people: "How much do you know about the recent incident of wishing things to come true?"

Those people were all taken aback.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Zhang Yang couldn't help sighing: "What do you think is in this photo?"

Wang Gan seemed to be aware of it, so he didn't ask any more questions, but just lowered his head: "A white jade finger ring, it looks like it's well-made."

Elder Tang followed suit and nodded: "The white jade ring finger is in good condition, but the shape seems a bit strange, looks like it was worn by a woman?"

Xun Jia glanced at it, snorted, but didn't speak.

However, from the reaction of the other party, Zhang Yang can probably guess it, and it is estimated that it is the same as what Wang Gan and Tang Lao saw.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this jade wrench?"

Sensitively aware that Zhang Yang's expression was not as expected after answering, Wang Gan frowned slightly.

Zhang Yang was silent for a while, and simply made a trick in front of several people.

"All the gods pay homage, use the thunder! The ghosts and monsters are frightened, and the ghosts forget their shapes!"

The three people sitting together only felt a haze in front of them, and the golden mist flashed by. When they opened their eyes again, when their eyes fell on the mobile phone, they could find that the jade wrench from before had disappeared.