But now is not the time to sigh, he quickly sorted out the information in this language, and then said bluntly:

"War, war, it's over, you don't sit down, slowly. ”

Zhang Yang didn't know why he came up with this sentence, but at this moment, he didn't have more energy to think about something too complicated, so he could only first put out the useful words that first came to his mind.

Sure enough, Zhang Yang's decision was right.

After he said this, the angry and crazy female ghost suddenly fell silent, and the human head she carried in her hand opened her eyes wide, although there was still only darkness in those eyes.

"It's over, it's over! I'm defeated, I'm pleading guilty, I'm confessing my guilt......"

finished, the female ghost slowly knelt down, and then handed her head to Zhang Yang again.

Zhang Yang smiled bitterly, he couldn't really pick up this head, he thought about it and said:

"It's a fiasco, but it's not you, it's not you, it's not you, you've done well, you're not guilty, get up. ”

Zhang Yang's analysis is reasonable, from the miserable wounds on this woman's body, we can know what a terrible battle she has experienced, and she can come back from that battle with her head back to confess, which is enough to show her strength.

But she was so powerful that she didn't find anyone who could accept her confession, and then she completely became an obsession......

Zhang Yang suspected that when she returned from the battlefield, this woman should have died, but an obsession drove her back to her homeland.

As for why she could not find anyone who could accept her confession, it was obvious that her homeland had been destroyed, and it had been destroyed even more completely, so she could not find anyone.

Zhang Yang didn't know how accurate his guess was, but his words did calm the female ghost.

Instead of forcing her head out, she hesitated and slowly placed it around her neck.

It's weird, it's scary, but it's also distressing.

A sad emotion emanated from the female ghost, quickly permeating the entire Headless Mountain, and then permeating the wider space around it.

This pathos made Zhang Yang think of the scene he saw in the illusion in the secret realm of Montenegro.

"Maybe what this female ghost has experienced is similar to the past of the Black Mountain Secret Realm. Zhang Yang thought so in his heart.

After the head returned to its original position, the female ghost's eyes were no longer just pitch black, and they began to have relatively normal eyeballs, but there were blood and tears falling down the corners of the eyes, which looked even more terrifying.

"I, not guilty?" the female ghost was still kneeling on the ground, but she was already able to look up at Zhang Yang.

"Failure is not a sin, you have tried. "Over, Zhang Yang stepped forward boldly, wanting to help the female ghost up.

It's just that his hand can't really touch the female ghost's body, it's just like a bubble that won't break.

Fortunately, this female ghost knew what Zhang Yang wanted to do, so she also stood up by herself.

It's just, how do you go next? Let the female ghost go? Where to go?

Zhang Yang was extremely entangled in his heart, but no matter what, he knew very well that he would never say "come in and sit down".

As the minutes passed, the figure of the female ghost began to blur, and she seemed to have begun to leave this world.

Zhang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and then waved at the female ghost with a smile.

The female ghost had long forgotten how to laugh, but she remembered what the smile meant, so she raised her hand to her mouth and manually pulled out an ugly and frightening smile.

Zhang Yang was almost scared to cry.

When the female ghost finally disappeared, it was already more than half an hour later.

Zhang Yang's face was pale, and he returned to the room with his legs soft and sat on the slug with his ass.

Next door, Qingqing, Xiao Feng, and Jade immediately ran into Zhang Yang's room excitedly when they saw that they were gone, and began to ask questions with concern.

Outside the Headless Mountain, the sect master and several elders fell on the roof in shock, they didn't make a sound, so Zhang Yang and the others in the room didn't notice it.

"I really didn't expect Zhang Yang to survive. An elder sighed with a wry smile and said.

The sect master also sighed and said:

"Yes, this kind of ghost thing is estimated to be only comparable to the one five hundred years ago, but five hundred years ago, an elder died. I really didn't expect that Zhang Yang would be able to solve ghosts without blood. ”

Another elder looked up at the night sky:

"I think this young man named Zhang Yang should be cultivated well, if it weren't for his strength, it would be impossible for the Xiao family to return to the Xuanfa Realm. ”

The Sect Master nodded and sighed:

"It's time to cultivate well, but it's not in a hurry, he's still young, let's test this son's true ability first, and then cultivate it after figuring out his true ability. ”

After that, the Sect Master and several elders floated away. Under the night sky, an elder asked:

"What about that disciple named Song Qingshu?"

The Sect Master smiled:

"Don't worry about it, let Zhang Yang do it himself. ”

......

This night, Zhang Yang slept in a dark place. Yes, this is the deadliest sleep I've ever slept after being tortured to the point of collapse after coming to this world one night.

By the time he woke up, it was already three days old.

Today is the day when the senior brother of Chuangong Mountain starts the class, and the new disciples who have just started have to go to the class regardless of their cultivation level, but they are the disciples who hold the recommended jade plate to enter the class and do not have to listen to the class with those ordinary new disciples.

As the leading senior brother for newcomers, Song Qingshu naturally also took on the position of organizing and guiding new disciples.

At this time, when hundreds of Xinrongzi Chuangong Mountain Square were listening to Senior Brother Chuangong's lecture, Song Qingshu chatted with the two monks who had a good relationship.

"Senior Brother Song, there was no movement on the other side of Wutou Mountain yesterday!" a monk leaned into Song Qingshu's ear and said in a low voice.

The other immediately chimed in:

"Yes, I heard that there were visions, as if there had never been such a big scene in hundreds of years!"

Song Qingshu put his hands behind his back and said with a smile:

"That's not, I watched the whole thing yesterday, the vision is really scary, and I don't know if the female ghost left the body of the child, hey, I was going to go over early in the morning to see the excitement, but I was stopped and delayed by a senior brother, hey......"

The two monks immediately exclaimed:

"That's a pity, but no one goes to Headless Mountain on weekdays, and when these children are done, they should be able to watch the end. ”

There is an attic not far from this square, and in the attic hall, Shen Chengyun, Ding Yi, Zuo Yun, Wen Yiyun, Rong Fei, Ning Lan, and some disciples who arrived earlier and have a little disciple gather here, and another senior brother explains the cultivation exercises.

Shen Chengyun listened with excitement, staggering and almost dancing, and the senior brother who was lecturing above immediately frowned and said after seeing it:

"Shen Chengyun, why don't you listen well?"

Shen Chengyun was in a good mood, and he didn't care about being named by his senior brother at all, he stood up and bowed and saluted:

"Senior brother, I listened very carefully, and the more I listened, the more comfortable I felt, and I couldn't help but dance with my hands and feet......"

But at this moment, at the foot of Chuangong Mountain, Zhang Yang walked slowly and unhurriedly.