Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and there is nothing good about it. He has always followed this principle, and while feeling a little relieved, he turned his attention to Zhang Yang.

He saw that Zhang Yang didn't say a word, just staring at the screen with indifferent eyes.

At this time, in the picture on the screen, the anchor turned the camera to the sky, wanting everyone to see clearly that it was indeed the night of the full moon.

Then the screen flickered again and turned to her face.

Because he traveled from the outside world, Zhang Yang actually didn't have much opinion of this female anchor, hype, he had seen enough of this trick for a long time.

This female anchorman's character is too bad or her play is messed up, so the onlookers can only say that she deserves it.

Moreover, he felt a little sad.

How desperate is it to go to the cemetery on a full moon night to broadcast live?

More importantly, he glanced at the title displayed in the live broadcast room again. The time of this live broadcast is July [-]th, and the door of hell is wide open.

Of course, the people in the live broadcast room continued to encourage speeches, and the way the female anchor walked in the cemetery while asking them for gifts was obviously reminding Zhang Yang that there was no such thing as common sense in this world.

With the gimmick and "fame", the popularity of the live broadcast room quickly rose, and the gifts were almost unbroken.

Perhaps it was for this reason that the female anchor, who had a terrified expression on her face at first, gradually stabilized, and even felt a little joyful.

After climbing a slope for a while, she finally stopped beside a high wall.

"Thank you for your rewards! We chatted all the way and finally got to the point. Behind this wall is our destination this time."

The wall in the picture is three or four people high, but through the live broadcast, Zhang Yang can feel that there must be nothing good behind the wall behind the wall.

But the female anchor didn't notice it at all, instead she was complacent and took out a hammer from her backpack.

"Don't look at the wall as high as it looks. In fact, I have already prepared it. You see, there is a gap in the corner of the wall. We can make a hole with a little manipulation."

While speaking, she pretentiously walked to the wall and posed a pose so that the proud gully on her chest could be exposed in front of the camera.

"Hey, among other things, if you ignore the fact that she is a grandma, it seems pretty good?" Wu Zhi, who only grabbed the marginal position, looked at the picture on the screen, swallowed, and said in a low voice. murmur.

I have to say that although the beauty effects on the female anchor's face kept making her face bigger and smaller, which made the picture a little scary, she did make preparations.

Two hammers went down, hardly making much noise, and the bricks of the wall in the picture were visibly loosened by the naked eye.

The female anchor moved the loose bricks away in a few strokes.

After a while, a hole big enough for a person to crawl through appeared in the wall.

"Okay everyone, the screen may be a little bumpy later, but don't be afraid, everyone."

While talking, the female anchor has already got down and walked into the hole in the wall.

The screen was bumpy as expected.

While bumping, a sharp laugh flashed across the screen.

Zhang Yang was so frightened by the laughter that he broke out in a cold sweat.

But before he could utter the national curse, the picture returned to normal, and the female anchor's face appeared again.

"Huh, are you scared by me? Haha."

Immediately, the atmosphere in the live broadcast room exploded, and many people who were already dissatisfied with him started cursing.

The female anchor looked like she didn't care at all. Also, her reputation was just like that, so it didn't matter.

On the contrary, these scolding sounds suit her heart, popularity, that's how it came about, black and red are also red.

"Okay, then I will bring you a one-night tour of the cemetery, don't stop the gifts and popularity!"

Halfway through the talk, she suddenly seemed to remember something: "That's right, this is a new account. This time I don't want [-] followers, but when I reach [-] followers, I will give you red envelopes!"

As soon as she said this, the number of her followers began to increase visibly with the naked eye.

Just kidding, this is a live broadcast room with millions of people, 1 followers is no problem, she arrived within a minute after she finished speaking.

She cheerfully started to operate the phone, her face was very close to the screen, she should be preparing to draw a red envelope.

The female anchor has nothing to do at this time.

Zhang Yang was a little surprised. Could it be that this man is so fateful that he is not afraid of anything?
It took only a second for this idea to occur, and he saw the comments in the live broadcast room start to blow up.

"I'll go, what was that flashing past in the background just now?"

"Someone, definitely someone, those are a pair of eyes!"

"Sister Biluo! Look back quickly! Is there something flying over?"

Suddenly, the female anchor's smile froze on her face, her trembling mouth formed a sharp contrast with the red envelope lottery page that popped up in the live broadcast room.

She lowered her voice.

"Don't scare me, people can't bear to be scared, blah blah."

To be honest, the beautiful to pale face paired with this voice really gave people goosebumps, Zhang Yang even felt that he had seen something scarier than a ghost for a moment.

Sure enough, many people in the live broadcast room also started to vomit.

At this time, a huge paid message popped up.

"Grandma Qiao, if you don't believe me, just turn the camera around and let us see what it is? My gift here is definitely enough."

In the next second, three or four rockets exploded in the live broadcast room, with special effects flying all over the sky.

The female anchor's face of a money fan was fully revealed again, and she smiled to accompany her, "Okay, since the boss wants to see it, let's continue to find out."

While talking, the lens switched to the rear camera again.

Without the big face of the female anchor, the scene of the cemetery is now fully displayed.

The powder sausage is densely packed with tombstones, and the pale moonlight shines on it, making people who look at it feel terrified.

The female anchor started to move with the camera. Although she was slow, she was approaching the tombstone step by step.

"Look, let alone behind me, I can't even see a shadow in the entire cemetery."

The female anchor's voice was trembling, but her hands were steady.

"Who said that? Don't you think there's a grave dug up over there?"

Another paid message from another person, followed by several valuable gifts.

Zhang Yang found that after coming and going, the people in the live broadcast room seemed to have a deep understanding of the female anchor's thoughts, and what they wanted her to do, all they had to do was spend money.

Sure enough, under the instigation of many gifts and direct gaze, the hostess began to walk towards the dug grave.

Ten meters, five meters, he was about to reach the pile of dirt.

The camera turned from the edge of the grave to the inside of the pit.

"Inside...is there a corpse in here?"