Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

After solving Mr. Zheng's suspicion, it became much easier to exchange the luck between the two of them. Zhang Yang found a small cloth bag from the man who had been detained.

Inside the cloth bag were a few sheets of paper that had been dripping with blood, probably because of the passage of time, the blood stains on the paper had turned a bit dark.

It's just that when it was taken out, it could still smell a faint smell of blood.The smell slowly dissipated in the living room, and it smelled a little disgusting.

When Zhang Yang took two pieces of writing paper that he bought at a low price, he held them in his hands.Then after burning it in front of everyone, Mr. Zheng felt his body lighten.

Subconsciously lifted up the clothes he was wearing, and when he lowered his head again, the palm prints that had kept him awake all night had begun to gradually dissipate, and within a short while, they had completely disappeared.

From the invisible perspective of everyone, Zhang Yang could feel the resentment and resentment lingering in the room, which began to dissipate bit by bit, and gradually merged into a trickle, until finally it turned into a pitch-black The chain fell into the heart of Mr. Zheng's cousin.

Not surprisingly, the resentment contained in these chains should stay with this person for a long time.

Mr. Zheng asked his own security guards to hold his cousin until Zhang Yang changed the contract between the two, and he didn't intend to let him go.

"Master Zhang, I remember that the master once said that the reason why these black palm prints appeared was because the other party took his life."

When he spoke, Mr. Zheng's title and attitude towards Zhang Yang had completely changed.

The tone is full of respect.

Such a scene is actually a bit strange to outsiders. After all, at Zhang Yang's age, he looks more like a scholar who has not yet stepped into society.

"I know what you want to say. Since you have already noticed something wrong, why don't you start with the things that are contaminated by your relative. Maybe one day, you can return the truth to those who died in vain. .”

Mr. Zheng nodded heavily: "Today's matter is that I misunderstood the master, and I hope the master will not care about it."

Zhang Yang smiled and waved his hands.

There is no need for Zhang Yang to continue to participate in the rest of the matter. He originally planned to get up and leave with Mr. Tang.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Zheng apologized for wronging and misunderstanding Zhang Yang before, and insisted on sending the invitation he received a few days ago to Zhang Yang.

"This is an internationally renowned pianist. The concert is held privately. You can only participate if you receive an invitation letter written by him."

"This pianist is very famous in the world, and the music he wrote himself, just listening to one piece, can make people feel soothed. I still have the invitation card I received a few days ago. If the master does not If you mind, please accept my apology."

For Zhang Yang, things like concert invitations really don't have much effect.

But for people like Mr. Tang and Mr. Zheng, although it was a private concert, in fact, this invitation represented a connection in the upper class.

Being willing to take out such an invitation and give it to Zhang Yang, Elder Tang looked a little more surprised.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Yang saved Mr. Zheng's life not long ago, his life was in danger and some simple contacts.

Anyone who is a smart person knows how to maintain the best relationship with Zhang Yang.

But considering that Zhang Yang might not understand the meaning of the symbol behind it, Elder Tang echoed a few words from the side, but persuaded him to accept the invitation.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly. He is not a fool. Seeing the attitude of both of them, he naturally understands the meaning behind this concert, which may be different from what he imagined before.

He accepted the invitation with a calm expression.

Before Zhang Yang and Mr. Tang walked out of the gate of Zheng's house together, he heard the system suddenly speak.

"If you rescue more than a hundred people, you will be rewarded."

Zhang Yang paused, and when Elder Tang looked over, he put the invitation into his bag as if nothing had happened, and then got into the car to leave together.

Suppressing the question he wanted to ask, he chatted with Elder Tang for a few words in silence, and then he couldn't wait to speak after returning to the hotel.

"What's the situation? What is this mission that popped up suddenly?"

The voice of the system came: "This is a task that is updated in real time according to the changes around the host. Since the mandrill in the dust pot has not been completely resolved, the host's previous task was judged as unfinished. I hope to continue to work hard."

"After completing the task of saving hundreds of people, you can choose material rewards or point rewards."

Zhang Yang's heart choked.

Reluctantly, he took out the dust pot, held it in his hand and shook it up and down.

After all, the mutated mandrill was naturally unable to resolve it in a very short period of time through the will of ordinary people.

Zhang Yang put away his things helplessly, but accidentally bumped into the invitation card he had put aside, and the hand holding the invitation card stopped.

"If I remember correctly, I refreshed the mission after I received this invitation, what you meant just now..."

"Is this task related to the concert?"

The system fell silent.

As if acquiescing to Zhang Yang's conjecture, no matter how much he asked, he didn't mean to open his mouth to explain.

"If I complete this task, what material rewards can I choose?"

Although he couldn't get an exact reply from the system, the long silence was enough for Zhang Yang to sort out his next task.

"The available material rewards are the following..."

Slowly selected the things that he might use in the future. Before completing the task, Zhang Yang could only look at the things in the system's material rewards, and finally closed his eyes slowly.

Originally thought that before the concert started, he could learn from Wang Gan the truth about the corpse found during the live broadcast.

Unexpectedly, the progress was slower than Zhang Yang imagined.When the concert came as scheduled, neither the live broadcast nor the official explanation had much clue yet.

Although I have met Wang Qian a few times during this period, but from the brows of the other party's beating more and more deeply, I can probably feel that someone is putting pressure on this matter.

Even with the current identities of Tang Lao and Wang Qian, it may be difficult to successfully resolve the discovery of the corpse during the live broadcast and the existence of Zhang Yang.

Tacitly did not mention what happened during the live broadcast before, and Zhang Yang didn't ask too much. Instead, he enjoyed his hard-won vacation neatly.