Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

The man's reaction was actually beyond Zhang Yang's expectations. After all, he had imagined many possibilities, but he didn't expect this guy to look dazed.

However, there was a seemingly nonexistent resentment on this man, but he couldn't fake it.

Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and Mr. Zheng at the side hesitated.After all, although he doesn't have much contact with his cousin, he is still a relative of his own.

It's not like you and your relatives are already in a fight to the point of dying.

Seeing Mr. Zheng's expression from the corner of the eye, Zhang Yang felt a little helpless. After all, supernatural phenomena had just appeared around the world. What he said just now, combined with this person's performance, would indeed arouse suspicion.

"Need me to get something out before you're willing to admit it?"

As Zhang Yang was talking, he suddenly shot a feint at the person in front of him. He only watched the man subconsciously take a step back, and a subtle panic flashed across his expression. He covered it almost subconsciously. took the place of his heart.

Seeing this person's actions, everyone present couldn't help being stunned.

"I haven't done it yet, why are you guilty?"

Zhang Yang looked at the guy in front of him with a half-smile, his hand stopped in mid-air, and Shi Shiran took him back.

Mr. Zheng's cousin turned pale at this moment, knowing that he was just cheated by Zhang Yang just now.It might not be easy to fool around now.

"You... Who knows what you wanted to do with your sudden movement just now?"

"It's just the first meeting between us, why do you say such things to slander me?"

"Old Zheng and I have been relatives for decades! We are related by blood, so how could I do anything to my own relatives? Am I crazy?"

Mr. Zheng's originally shaken expression began to hesitate again: "This...could it be Mr. Zhang's misreading?"

Mr. Tang sat on the side without saying a word, but his attitude was already obvious. Compared with Mr. Zheng's hesitation, he was obviously more willing to trust Zhang Yang's judgment.

Zhang Yang sighed helplessly: "I have a way to solve the current situation. Since Mr. Zheng is not willing to doubt his relatives, of course I am not willing to be such a villain."

As Zhang Yang spoke, although the man in front of him tried his best to restrain himself, a sense of uneasiness gradually surged in his heart.

"Mr. Zheng has a full forehead, three courts and five eyes. He looks like a blessed person. Someone in his ancestors once did things to accumulate blessings, so he is blessed by the blessings that have been passed down."

"Although it is impossible to become a wealthy family, this life is smooth, at least in this life, there will not be too many twists and turns."

"But what happened during this period of time is completely opposite to the blessings that Mr. Zheng should have had. The bottom line is that someone has secretly exchanged the contract between himself and Mr. Zheng, and all he needs to do is return the luck to him. When you come back, everything will be back on track, and the things that Mr. Zheng was worried about before will gradually disappear."

While talking, Zhang Yang looked at the man beside him who had begun to feel a little uneasy with a half-smile.

"I do have a method here that can be applied to Mr. Zheng, unilaterally reverse the fortunes of the two people who were exchanged, and return them to their respective positions."

Before he finished speaking, just as Zhang Yang expected, Mr. Zheng's cousin swallowed and interrupted him abruptly.

"You mean luck? We've never heard of this kind of thing before. Who knows if these things are just based on your one-sided words?"

"Besides, who can guarantee that what you said is true? What if the luck you said is not his at all! What if you used it to slander other people after forcibly transferring it? Why should I trust you?"

At the end of the man's words, he seemed to have found a way to muster up his courage, and his voice began to grow louder.

Mr. Zheng frowned. Although he didn't want to doubt it, his relatives, but hearing his cousin's unkind words, he felt somewhat displeased.

Zhang Yang curled his lips into a smile: "Luck is a very mysterious thing. It can't be seen or touched, but it can only be roughly inferred from people's faces and palms."

"It's true that it is not easy to show luck, but the debts transferred to Mr. Zheng can be presented in another way. As the saying goes, there are grievances and debts host."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yang's voice paused slightly, and the inexplicable silence suddenly aggravated the atmosphere in the living room.It made people shudder inexplicably, and even made people faintly feel the aura emanating from Zhang Yang.

Such an astonishing aura made people feel chills, and they had to bow their heads slightly to the person in front of them, even avoiding the sharp light in Zhang Yang's eyes.

"I believe that Mr. Zheng hasn't forgotten. I said before that these debts that have been raised on you are all due to some reason?"

Mr. Zheng's heart trembled, and he subconsciously looked at his cousin, but it was no surprise that he saw the other's dodging eyes. He was originally unwilling to doubt his relatives' thoughts, but at this moment he seemed to become hesitant .

"This...Of course I still remember that Mr. Zhang said before that these evil debts are because the other party's hands were contaminated with human life."

Zhang Yang nodded in satisfaction, and found a place to sit down on his own.It seems that he does not regard himself as an outsider in the room.

"That's right, as I said just now, the wrong has its head, and the debt has its owner. I can't show everyone's luck, but I can summon the dead souls."

"I think it only takes the soul of the dead to show up, so I can't still not recognize who killed me, right?"

The voice just fell.

Just watching the man in front of him suddenly widen his eyes, his unbelievable eyes fell on Zhang Yang.

"How is it possible! If death is like a lamp going out, how could there be such a thing as a ghost! Where did you come from, a liar? Stop bluffing and deceiving in this kind of place!"

"They are all people who have gone to school! How could such a non-existent thing be recruited by someone! It's nothing more than some tricks to deceive people. Are you still willing to believe this kind of person?"

If his cousin hadn't acted as panicked as before, and Zhang Yang hadn't been entertained by Mr. Tang himself, maybe Mr. Zheng would have chosen to trust his relatives.

It's just that now he looks at his cousin who suddenly became hysterical with an inexplicable expression.

In fact, there is no need to summon the so-called wronged souls anymore, and Mr. Zheng understands everything.