Horror Recovery: I Became a Spiritual Instructor

The sudden movement made Zhang Yang pause, and he tried his best to restrain himself from screaming, and swallowed his saliva hard, which made the sudden heartbeat gradually calm down.

When I turned around, I found that I was already covered in cold sweat. The sticky feeling just now seemed to dissipate at this moment. When I looked back, most of the people around me closed their eyes, as if they were slowing down Listening to this concert slowly.

When I turned my head, I realized that it was a young man who had never met before and looked about the same age as me.

This young man has neat short hair and a smile on his face. He looks innocent and inexplicably dazzling. He is wearing a sportswear and looks out of place with the well-dressed people around him.

Moreover, even if Zhang Yang didn't need to pinch tactics on this person, he could still feel that he possessed an extremely strong Yang energy.

The whole body carries a kind of merit that makes it difficult for ghosts to approach.

With such a simple look, Zhang Yang, with the help of the system, recalled the books he got from the system before, and recognized them almost immediately.

This young man should be the pure yang body that has been recorded in the book and may not appear for a long time.

The body of pure yang is definitely the greatest tonic for ghosts, ghosts and goblins.

But this young man is surrounded by merits that have formed a golden light around him.Ordinary monsters can't get close at all.

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, no wonder the sticky feeling would disappear.With this young man sitting next to him, it would be hell if those malice could still hover.

"You didn't look well just now, are you okay?"

The young man lowered his voice and moved closer to Zhang Yang.

Shaking his head slightly, the two people's position one behind the other is convenient for talking.

"It's okay, just now I want to thank you."

Zhang Yang heaved a sigh of relief. The car almost overturned in this place today, but he was mainly to blame.I am overconfident in my abilities, relying on things that many people don't know.He was so unprepared that he almost fell for the trick.

"Why did you suddenly thank me?"

The boy seemed a little unclear, so Zhang Yang shook his head at him: "You also received the invitation, so you came to this concert?"

The boy shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "Actually, I met this musician once. He went to our school to find members to talk about. At that time, I was encouraged by the people in the dormitory and asked for a A signature. Who knows, he just said a few words, and he actually sent me an invitation card."

"I didn't expect that such a famous musician would be so approachable, but I have already accepted the invitation, and I don't know how to refuse, so I just came here."

Zhang Yang nodded clearly, no wonder this person's outfit looked a little different from those around him.

But before he opened his mouth to ask any more questions, he heard the boy continue to say: "But I don't know if it's my illusion, I think it's too cold in here? This musician doesn't even cry when he holds a concert. Do you turn on the air conditioner? Or is this their own rule?"

"When I was on the road before, I met a lot of strange guests. Everyone seemed to be in a bad mood? Some people..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yang stretched out his hand to cover his mouth. The two moved a little too loudly, which caused some people around to look sideways.

Nodding to everyone apologetically, Zhang Yang simply patted him on the shoulder, and the two of them bent down and stood up from their seats, quietly hiding in the corner.

"Tell me honestly, look at those ladies in the first few rows, what do you think is different?"

The body of pure yang has so many merits to protect the body.

In the world where supernatural events are slowly recovering, Zhang Yang is quite sure that this boy will be able to see the same things as he can see.

"What is that little red light on their heads? I always thought it was my illusion, and I thought it was something wrong with my eyes..."

Subconsciously glanced at Zhang Yang in the direction of his finger, the boy who spoke suddenly seemed to understand something, turned his head, and looked at the people beside him in disbelief.

"Can you see it too?"

Zhang Yang nodded slightly: "To put it simply, it is the appearance that they have absorbed their own luck and life, and a red light has appeared on their foreheads, which means that this person will have a bloody disaster in the near future. "

"If the forehead is still slightly blue and black, it will only be unlucky, but it will not be life-threatening. However, it may not be an easy task to recover."

The boy was taken aback, and looked around the hall subconsciously: "But wouldn't this kind of thing be a bit too unreal? Besides, like you said about luck and bloody disasters, aren't those just some fooling words? ?”

Zhang Yang sighed slightly: "These things can only be seen by certain people, either someone with extraordinary talent like you, or an ordinary person like me with self-cultivation. Naturally, there is no way to notice it." these things."

"If everyone could feel luck and destiny, wouldn't the world be in chaos long ago?"

The boy couldn't help but his eyes lit up: "According to what you say, then I am not the gifted person you said?"

Zhang Yang shrugged: "It can be understood in this way, but now you don't have any cultivation base, and you don't know anything about these things at all..."

"Aren't you still here? Can I worship you as my teacher?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the person in front of him. Although he had restrained his voice, the boy couldn't help but raise his volume a little.Looking expectantly at the person in front of him.

Zhang Yang silently looked away, he didn't know how to respond to such a straightforward and passionate person.

"Is it not possible? Or is there something inconvenient for you..."

"I still want to worship you as my teacher! At least I want to learn to distinguish between the real and the fake. In case next time I can't see what others can see in front of others. What only I can see, I'm afraid it will cause trouble..."

The reason why he would tell the other party the difference, Zhang Yang actually had such considerations, but he hesitated for a while, and when the other party was a little disappointed, he nodded: "I can't be your master, and my current status is a bit special. , I don’t have much freedom for now.”

You can't tell the other party that after these matters are dealt with, you may have to go back to prison again.