Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

Zhang Yang went straight back to his room, and the woman said awkwardly, "Is there anything I need to do now? Please just ask."

"What do I want?"

Elder Tang replied, "It should be here soon."

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door, and the man in the suit handed over the three things to Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang put the rice paper on the table and wrote ghost-like symbols on it with a brush. He said while writing, "Stand at the door, call out your daughter's first name three times, and call her nickname three times. The voice is louder." point."

The woman looked at Wang Gan in confusion, and Wang Gan nodded at her.

After getting an affirmative answer from the other party, she came to the door full of doubts, so that her daughter can really get well?Really inexplicable behavior.

"Fang Xiaoyu! Fang Xiaoyu! Fang Xiaoyu!"

Her voice could be heard throughout the corridor. Fortunately, there were few people on this floor, otherwise she would probably be called a nuisance.

The woman took a deep breath, sank to her dantian, and said, "Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu! Xiaoyu!"

After she finished shouting, she turned her head and saw Zhang Yang took the written talisman and pasted it on her daughter's forehead, "Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the figure. The soul of others, the five internal organs are mysterious. The green dragon, the white, the tiger, the battles are different Suzaku Xuanwu, the guard is real!"

In the next second, the talisman paper was completely burned.

The woman rubbed her eyes, did she see it right? !
Can this paper burn without a fire?

Elder Tang touched the yellow paper and whispered to Wang Gan, "This is just ordinary paper."

"Can ordinary paper burn?"

Wang Qian also touched the yellow paper, it felt like ordinary paper, and the person who bought it was still his subordinate.

Not far away, Zhang Yang squatted down and asked, "What's your name?"

The little girl's eyes moved, "Fang...Fang Xiaoyu."

Very good, what came back was my own soul.

Zhang Yang patted her on the back, "What did you see?"

She seemed to have just reacted, and the teardrops fell like broken beads, and she cried loudly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh! I don't know what's going on, I can't find my mother, I feel so uncomfortable, I feel like I'm dying, woo woo woo..."

After the woman heard her daughter's cry, her eye sockets turned red. Before she knew it, was Xiaoyu so scared?

"I was walking and I heard my mother calling me, but... woo woo woo, I don't know where to go. I saw that it was my elder brother who brought me out, woo woo... Thank you, elder brother."

Zhang Yang rubbed her head and said: "Everything is over, you won't experience the same thing again."

"Really?"

"real."

He stood up, handed another talisman to the woman, and said, "When you go to bed at night, put this under the pillow, and she won't be like this again. Children's souls are inherently unstable, so tick them a little bit." You can hook it away, so be careful."

"Yes, I see, thank you."

The woman took the little girl's hand, and was stopped by the man in the suit as soon as she walked out of the room, "Please cooperate with our work, this lady."

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"What's the name of the thing you gave her?" Elder Tang asked curiously.

Zhang Yang explained: "It's a talisman. Different paintings on it will have different effects, such as killing ghosts. For example, the talisman I just gave her can stabilize the fusion of soul and body. It won't be so easy. Get hooked again."

Old Tang said with a smile: "It's really scary for young people. By the way, can Mr. Zhang give me three? My grandson and granddaughter also need it."

"Then I want it too!" Wang Gan said not to be outdone, "Can you give me four?"

Elder Tang glanced at him and asked, "Aren't there only two children in your family? And they are almost grown-ups. Besides, why do you have two more?"

"Aren't I? It's fine to use it for self-defense! And I'll get one for my wife too." Wang Qian said confidently.

As soon as Tang Laojing reminded him, he hurriedly said: "Then I want five."

"Then I want two more, and I want one for my son and younger son."

"Your two sons are middle-aged, why do you need these things? If that's the case, then I want eight, just my two sons and one daughter."

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In the end, the two old men stuffed a bunch of charms into their bags contentedly.

Zhang Yang's hands were sore from painting, he rubbed his temples tiredly, found a seat and sat down.

"By the way, is it useful if we draw this kind of talisman ourselves?" Wang Gan asked.

"I think it's better not to draw it. If you add a little more, the effect of the spell will be completely changed, and the drawing may not be effective." Zhang Yang explained.

"Oh I got it."

Wang Qian originally planned to let other people copy and draw a few more pictures, and maybe they could be mass-produced at that time, but now it seems... His wishful thinking has failed again!
Elder Tang's affection for Zhang Yang is getting higher and higher, such a sensible junior is rare

He asked, "What did you just say you were?"

Zhang Yang said helplessly, "Taoist."

"Taoist?" Elder Tang said in astonishment, "This is the first time I've heard of this term. What is his occupation?"

"I'm probably the only Taoist priest in this world. The so-called Taoist priest..." Zhang Yang took a sip of tea and said with a firm gaze: "It means that the body and mind are in order, and the only way to follow the Tao is to follow the Tao. Therefore, you are called a Taoist. You can understand it as a person who worships the gods."

"Worshiping the gods?!"

Wang Gan opened his eyes wide and said, "Could it be possible that there are really gods in this world?"

"If there is no god, where do you think my abilities come from?" Zhang Yang asked back.

Old Tang muttered, "We thought you were born with this."

"You can also understand it this way. Without this talent, even if I know that there are gods, it's useless."

Wang Gansan asked repeatedly: "Then what does the god you see look like? Can he explain these supernatural phenomena? Why doesn't he bless mankind?"

"I can't answer the last two questions, everything is God's will."

Zhang Yang felt more and more like a magic stick, and he continued: "As for what the gods look like, there are all kinds of gods. After all, there are more than 300 gods."

"Three hundred?! So much!" Elder Tang exclaimed.

Wang Gan asked suspiciously, "Why are there so many?"

"It's okay, each fairy performs his duties."

Zhang Yang paused, and then said: "Taoists believe in the Three Purities, headed by Yuanshi Tianzun, which represents the universe, Lingbao Tianzun symbolizes yin and yang and chaos, and Daode Tianzun represents the growth of all things."