Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

Zhang Yang only had time to see what seemed to be a slightly open coffin in the pit facing the camera.

The lid of the coffin was half opened, revealing half a figure.

The figure was a little strange, but because it was just a glare, it only appeared in the screen for a few seconds, Zhang Yang couldn't tell where the strangeness was.

"Thorn-"

There was a sharp pop of wheat.

Once again, the picture changed, and the camera reversed again, aiming at the terrified face of the hostess.

She opens and closes her lips in the picture, but no sound comes through the microphone.

The scene was weird and scalp-numbing, even Zhang Yang held his breath.

"squeak--"

After a sharp electric sound, the female anchor suddenly stopped her expression and rolled her eyes.

Next, all the messages in the live broadcast room disappeared collectively, and the special effects of various gifts that were still flying in the live broadcast room were also messed up and stacked on top of each other, which can be called mental pollution.

The picture stopped at the blurred screen for more than ten seconds, and finally, it returned to darkness.

The screen lit up again, and the whole screen changed, and it became the same monitoring angle as the previous two days.

This time, what the surveillance camera hanging high next to the streetlight saw was the third-person perspective of the live broadcast just now.

The camera is located inside the cemetery, not far from the high wall that the female anchor turned into.

In the beginning, the screen was directly facing the high wall.

After a few hammer strikes, a crack appeared in the high wall, and then the bricks were pulled away bit by bit, and a hole big enough for one person appeared in the wall.

Familiar to everyone, a scantily clad figure stepped out from a gap in the high wall.

I saw that when the female anchor stepped into the high wall with one foot, the screen of the surveillance camera visibly shook.

Everyone could see clearly that a black figure in the shape of a human suddenly appeared not far from the wall.

But the hostess didn't notice the abnormality, instead she continued to walk into the cemetery with her mobile phone step by step, talking to herself, she should be doing the live broadcast they just saw.

"No, it's already this time, and she hasn't found out yet?"

"The effect of the show, since it's a movie, if the anchor finds the shadow of the monster right now, if he doesn't continue to die, how can the plot advance?"

"You still understand, but I think she really didn't see it. Did you forget that when we were watching the live broadcast angle just now, she clearly took pictures of the surrounding area with her mobile phone but didn't capture anything? ?”

There was a lot of discussion around, but Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes.

Everything that happened at this time has been matched with certain events in the two secret books in his mind.

But until now, the "protagonist" of this movie has not appeared, and the troublemaker has not appeared, so he can't make a conclusion yet.

He could only remain silent, looking at the screen in front of him.

As the female anchor approached the cemetery step by step, she found the grave that had been dug open.

Everyone present, even the warden, held their breath.

"Crack..."

As if it was well designed, the monitoring screen was the same as the screen on the mobile phone live broadcast just now, and suddenly began to shake.

The field of vision that was still able to see gradually became blurred.

But everyone can see clearly.

When the female anchor trembled and looked down the pit, a black crowd appeared behind her inexplicably.

It was also because of this that everyone discovered that the female anchor did not roll her eyes in fright, but the man behind her suddenly stepped forward and pinched her neck, forcing her to lose her strength.

Zhang Yang's pupils dilated, and he stared straight at the black figure that appeared behind the female anchor. This Hei Qiuqiu thing is definitely not human.

The sharp teeth and fingernails are of the same type as the zombie that Zhang Yang had popularized two days ago. No, to be precise, it is not just a simple type.

"Clap."

The female anchor had passed out, and the zombie let go of it lightly, throwing the female anchor into the original pit.

Then in the blink of an eye, the black figure disappeared into the camera, leaving only the same empty cemetery as the beginning.

At this point, the screen suddenly went black.

The film was over, but many people were still unsatisfied. They still stared at the screen in a daze and couldn't get over it. For several minutes, the whole place was extremely quiet.

Until Zhao Lei stood up and introduced the situation to everyone.

"Later, the female anchor was rescued. She just passed out and was not injured in any way. Moreover, her memory of that day has completely disappeared. She has no idea how she got here."

"So, making small troubles is not a problem, but you must not do things that violate the law and discipline. If nothing else, you obey the law, at least these monsters will not trouble you."

If it is said that the previous lectures were based on the trend, his reasoning this time is inevitably a bit too far-fetched.

The audience below didn't pay attention to him at all, they just kept discussing this time's video.

"This is too scary! This... This performance is much better than the movie a few days ago!"

"The films where the warden is present are just different. They are much better than the shoddy ones we saw before. This shooting method is really novel."

"It's just weird. It's already reached this point. If you follow the routine, this heroine will definitely die. Although I don't really like her, I was a little worried just now."

"That's right. After all, no matter how much you hate it, it's human life. It would be a pity if you really trampled to death. By the way, Brother Zhang, what do you think of this thing this time?"

Zhang Yang was stabbed in the waist by the inmate sitting next to him. He glanced at everyone and sneered.

"What are you worried about? What a fuss."

While speaking, Zhang Yang subconsciously glanced behind him.

Sure enough, the warden's eyes fell on him, as if examining him, but with a bit of disgust that Zhang Yang couldn't understand.

It was also this turning around, although it was not intentional, but he and the warden had an awkward look at each other.

The warden was not embarrassed, and stood up directly, with a hint of harshness in his tone: "Young man, what did you mean by that just now?"

This posture, the visitor is not good.

It is estimated that the other inmates have never seen the warden like this, and they all fell silent.

It's really inexplicable, he knew that the warden is definitely not just here to inspect today, he probably also wants to see his own ability.

But what's going on with his leadership attitude that only targets himself?
Zhang Yang complained in his heart, then coughed twice.

Forget it, since the warden wants to see and see, it doesn't matter.

"It's inevitable that she can survive, but it's definitely not because she did good deeds on a daily basis. It's just because there is no hatred or grudge, and there is no need for this zombie to do anything."