"It doesn't matter whose descendants you are. What matters is that you die." Zhang Yunfeng lowered his head and deliberately hid his chin in the brim of his hat, preventing me from seeing a trace of his face.
I sneered and said, "I've heard you say this eight hundred times, but every time you die, I always live well."
"How many times has he died?" Grandpa Taizu asked in surprise, and then he stroked his chin and said, "Oh, he was reborn by losing his soul, right?"
I was about to answer when I heard Zhang Yunfeng snort and say, "You won't be so lucky this time. Don't think that Wei Ziling is a god just because he swallowed the magic treasure. He is just a possessed ghost boy." He raised the black wooden plate in his hand and used his little finger to pick up a black line. It seems that he didn't know that Wei Ziling's soul had recovered his past life memories and was not possessed by a ghost at all, and he wanted to use the black wooden plate to control him.
Grandpa Taizu chuckled, as if he was amused by the other party's words. He said, "Boy, do you know what the black wooden plate has?"
What else can that thing do? Isn't it just a tool to attract evil spirits? It's as if he thinks there's something mysterious about this thing that others don't know.
Zhang Yunfeng laughed wildly a few times and said, "If I didn't know the wonderful use of this thing, would I have gone to Lingnan to look for it?"
Grandfather Taizu snorted disdainfully and said, "You young men are just good-looking but rotten inside. You don't even know the true function of the black wooden plate, and you dare to brag to me about its wonderful uses. Then let me ask you, besides attracting evil spirits, what other functions does the black wooden plate have?"
I have heard from my ancestors that this thing can be used to determine the fate of the ancestors, and it probably has many other uses. However, except for the true disciples of the Five Ghosts system, it may be difficult for outsiders to figure it out.
"Don't talk nonsense to me, you old ghost. I'm going to take your lives now!" Zhang Yunfeng said impatiently, hooking the black line with his little finger and stirring it.
Great Grandfather wasn't possessed by a ghost, so this was of no use. He put his hands behind his back, puffed out his little chest, and said with a half-smile on his face: "Watch your step!"
Zhang Yunfeng and I were both stunned, and then we saw the red rope in the hands of the great grandfather pulled back, and the rope looped around Zhang Yunfeng's ankle. But the red rope was so fragile that it would break if it was pulled. But I was wrong, the red rope was as strong as a hemp rope, and it pulled up Zhang Yunfeng's right foot, causing him to lose balance and fall backwards.
This was also Gou Za Sui's fault for being too careless. Like me, he didn't expect the red string to be so strong. It was just like tofu and stone. When he fell to the ground, his hat fell to the ground, revealing a handsome face.
When I saw this face, I was stunned as if struck by lightning. How could it be him? I thought about it again and again, and thought of all the people I could think of, but I would never think that Zhang Yunfeng occupied his body. I was stunned and didn't see clearly what method Grandpa Taizu used to grab the black wooden plate in his hand and lift it above his head.
"I'm telling you now, the Black Wood Plate didn't originally belong to the Five Ghosts. They took it from the Gate of Life and Death. In addition to attracting ghosts, it can also take human souls. You lost your soul and occupied someone else's body. You have committed a serious sin. I will take out your soul now and throw it into the Cangshui Pond!"
I was even more shocked by what Grandpa Taizu said. The black wooden plate was actually a treasure of the Gate of Life and Death, which could take away a person's soul. I was stunned at first, and then I quickly grabbed his little hand and said, "Grandpa Taizu, this man cannot be killed!"