Knowing that Zhang Yunfeng is an unforgivable bastard, why should I protect him? This body is not his, and this body belongs to Wang Zijun, who I know and who grew up with me like a brother!
I really didn't dare and didn't want to believe this was true, but the facts were in front of me, and I couldn't help but believe it. I felt very sad. The bastard took over his body, so I guess his soul was killed. He might not even be able to enter the underworld, and was sealed in the ghost-collecting altar by the bastard. His soul became a dead soul, so he could no longer return to his body and revive.
But I still have a glimmer of hope. What if Wang Zijun took the soul of a living being and implanted it into another living being to linger on? As long as his body remains alive, there is hope that his soul will return. If Zhang Yunfeng's soul is taken out now, this body will become a dead body, and there will be no soul to return.
Grandfather Taizu cursed angrily: "Stupid, if this man is not killed, it will cause endless disasters."
As we argued, Zhang Yunfeng took the opportunity to jump up from the ground, but Grandpa Taizu was alert and alert, and he quickly pulled the bastard off the ground. I really don't understand, such a fragile red rope has such great power against evil spirits, how can it become as strong as steel wire against living people
"But this body is my friend's. If it becomes a corpse, how can I get the soul back?" I said anxiously.
Grandpa Taizu stared with his eyes wide open and said, "If this man is not killed, he will become a demon in the future and bring disaster to the people. Compared with the life of a friend of yours, which one is more important?"
I was choking. Is it that serious? But he should know more than me. I was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.
Grandpa extended his hand and pushed me. His little arm was quite strong, causing me to step back two steps and sit on the ground. He raised the black wooden plate, picked up a black thread with his fingers, and chanted a spell. It was too late to stop him now. My heart sank, and I closed my eyes and said, "Zijun, I'm sorry. I will make it up to you after I find your soul."
Suddenly, a strange cry sounded in front of me, and my great grandfather exclaimed in surprise. I quickly opened my eyes and found that Zhang Yunfeng was gone. There was silence all around. In the strange night, there was no trace of him. Only the gurgling sound of water surging from the cave entrance could be heard.
I had a vague idea of what was going on, but I didn't dare say it to my great-grandfather.
The old man sighed and said, "Since my descendants have discovered the burial place of the Sky Lantern Zhaoxin, this treasure will also be taken away by him. This treasure has a very deep connection with me, and it will be easy for his descendants to take the treasure. From now on, the Sky Lantern Zhaoxin will bring chaos to the world and it will be unstoppable!" As he spoke, his expression was extremely depressed.
I was shocked. I never expected this result. No wonder he wanted to get rid of Zhang Yunfeng when he heard that he was the descendant of a minor official.
He sat down on the ground, looked at me and said, "We just missed the best chance to kill him. I'm afraid that he will implicate us, and we will be punished by God again, and we will never have the chance to reincarnate again."
I felt bad after hearing this. I was indeed too soft-hearted just now. I knew that Wang Zijun could not be resurrected, but I still stopped Grandpa Taizu from killing Zhang Yunfeng, which led to a disaster. It doesn't matter if I am punished by heaven, but Grandpa Taizu has lost the opportunity to reincarnate every 20 years. Moreover, there is such a demon in the world. I don't know how many people will be killed. I really want to hit my head against a wall and die.