The muffled sound of "Peng" was the sound of the coffin lid being violently pried open, and then the muffled sound of "Dong" was the sound of the coffin lid falling on the rock.
The moment the coffin was completely opened, an indescribable strange force seemed to be transmitted to me along the crowbar. The moment the coffin lid fell to the ground, goosebumps appeared on my arms, along with the hand in my hand. The crowbar also fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.
On the other hand, Uncle Johnny seemed to be fine. He looked at me strangely while holding the crowbar. I was a little embarrassed. In fact, except for the strange cold feeling coming from the crowbar, there was no power that affected me at all. Really What affected me was just the fear inside me.
The relationship between Taoist priests and zombies is strange. No one can definitely restrain the other. Everyone depends on their own ability. Taoist priests may be the shadow in the hearts of zombies, but over thousands of years, I don’t know how many Taoist priests have died in the mouths of zombies. It can be It is said that zombies are also the shadow of Taoist priests.
Master once said that there are so many unimaginable evil things in this world, but the most difficult thing to deal with must be zombies. They are formed, powerful, and full of yin energy, but they have no thoughts. Unable to communicate... And the formation of zombies requires a lot of yin energy, blood energy and other factors, so even if you occasionally meet a high-level person who can communicate, under the influence of these negative auras, he will become as extreme as a madman. By.
To sum up, guys who can’t communicate are the hardest to deal with!
Coupled with the suffocating horror of the old village chief's incident, I must admit that zombies are a shadow in my heart. If there is anything that can inspire my fearful emotions, it is only zombies.
It was quiet for a second. I was the only one who felt a little embarrassed when facing Uncle Johnny's gaze. Uncle Johnny was about to say something, but the next moment he grabbed me and took me back several steps. At the same time, another One hand covered my mouth and nose with the mask we had prepared long ago.
This mask is mainly made of glutinous rice and charcoal, sewn into it, and a lot of Zhengyang plant powder is added to it to prevent the corpse energy from hitting people when it rises into the sky. This corpse energy is the most sinister. , was hit, and it was extremely troublesome to rescue. The more powerful the zombie, the more powerful the corpse aura that shot up into the sky... There was an inexplicable silence when the coffin was opened. I thought there was no corpse aura in the coffin. , but didn't want to... The corpse energy broke out instantly.
You can use the word "explosion" because during the process of retreating, I looked up and saw that even in folk descriptions, I had never seen such corpse energy. It was like a small bomb exploding into the sky. ... Such a scene is exactly like the impact of the Yin Qi rising into the sky when a top-quality Yin Gathering Ground is dug up.
Uncle Johnny and I immediately retreated to a place five meters away. I put the mask on my face, but through this almost 'enhanced version' anti-corps mask, I could still smell the bursts of smoke in the air. The smell of blood and decay. Inhaling this kind of gas is not good for your body. I can only breathe in small mouths... to avoid inhaling more of this kind of gas.
At the same time, even those in the circle on the rock wore masks. Tao Bai, who had the strongest yang energy and was almost invulnerable to all evil, lit the fires placed at the four corners of the coffin!
A large amount of calamus leaves and mugwort were added to the fire, and the main dye was peach wood. At this time, the only way to dispel the corpse energy is to use the ancient method that has been passed down for thousands of years. There is no trick. Yes, fortunately Uncle Johnny knew what we were here for this time. These things had been prepared on the Penglai for a long time, but we didn’t usually flip them, so we didn’t know.
The fire was lit, and a large amount of slightly yellowish smoke rose into the sky, entangled with the almost pure black corpse aura. I noticed that the corpse aura was so thick that even the sunlight here could not penetrate. Of course, there is also the reason why the sunlight here is too weak.
Fortunately, no matter what kind of zombie it is, the corpse aura it produces will be restrained by the smoke produced by the fire, so although it dissipates very slowly, it is still dissipating.
Against zombies like Patel, peach wood stakes and the like are useless. A bundle of red ropes has long been in my hands. I only need to subdue it for a moment, so I have to rely on my own strength to suppress it.
I waited quietly. At this time, there was still a faint smell of corpses in the coffin, but it was already at the end and would soon be completely clean.
"Sure enough, he killed a lot of people, Patel! This corpse aura..." Through the thick mask, Uncle Johnny's voice seemed a little blurry, but I could still hear it clearly sitting next to him. Hearing the murmur from Uncle Johnny's mouth, he couldn't help but follow his gaze towards the sky.
In the sky more than ten meters away from the rock, the black corpse energy was intertwining with other positive Yang energy. What was strange was that the black corpse energy formed a vague human face, as if struggling, fearful, and howling. It's called... Just looking at it gives me a heart-stopping feeling.
"It's the resentment of the killed people mixed with the corpse gas. Their souls were swallowed up by Patel, leaving only such resentment! Being eaten by high-level zombies is really a terrifying thing. "I knew what was going on just by looking at it. I'm not alarmist. The souls of zombies are incomplete. To evolve, you need to swallow a lot of souls to complete your soul. Even advanced zombies with complete souls can't. It is necessary to suppress a large number of living souls under one's own soul, and to absorb soul power at any time to maintain the integrity of the soul.
There is no reason for this. If you insist on explaining it, you can only say that this is a huge restriction imposed by God on such powerful creatures as zombies. Otherwise, zombies would not be called zombies anymore. They would have to change their name and call them - Superman! It is extremely powerful and invulnerable. Unless it is weak, attacks will have no effect. In addition, the powerful ones can fly into the sky and escape from the earth... .
Just like the old village chief, didn't he also restrain the souls of the entire village? But Patel wanted to evolve and become stronger. I knew without guessing that the souls of these people had already been devoured by Patel. The evil he had done was even worse than that of the old village chief. redeem.
Facing my words, Uncle Johnny chose silence. When he brought up this topic, he naturally knew what it was about. While we were talking, the corpse energy in the coffin had completely dissipated, leaving only In the sky, the positive energy and sunshine will naturally disperse, so we don’t need to worry.
The corpse aura is so strong, what about the corpse evil aura that will erupt when he puts it in Patel's mouth? I didn’t dare to think about it. Uncle Johnny and I walked towards the open coffin. When the coffin was opened, the body was not picked up. This was our great luck.
But for this point, I think it is inevitable. After all, with my master's seal to suppress him, if Patel can easily pick up the corpse, my master's suppression will be too weak.
"You kid, do you still have some cigars left on you?" Uncle Johnny suddenly asked as he passed by Xiao Chengqian.
Xiao Chengqian looked at Uncle Johnny warily, but Uncle Johnny said nonchalantly: "Bring two here."
The muscles on Xiao Chengqian's face trembled, but he took out two thin cigars from a delicate box on his body and threw them to Uncle Johnny and me! You can't blame Xiao Chengqian for being like this. After he ran away from home, he only had a box of these special cigars left with him. This was not available in the outside world, so Young Master Xiao, who was no longer Young Master Xiao, faced him. I am very reluctant to smoke cigars, so I usually buy some other cigars instead, and occasionally take them out to smell them.
Here, Young Master Xiao naturally did not have any other cigars with him, so he could only take out the cigar he had with him and gave it to Uncle Johnny.
In front of Young Master Xiao's face, which was about to cry, Uncle Johnny lit two cigars, and then handed one to me. I looked at Uncle Johnny puzzled, why did he have to light a cigar? But Uncle Johnny said to me with some joy: "The smell is strong when you are close to the coffin, and the aroma of cigars is also strong, so you can restrain yourself."
When Young Master Xiao heard this, his face was full of "resentment", and he simply took out one and put it on it, and said: "I cherish it so much, you use it to resist the smell, no matter what, I want to smoke one to enjoy it." .”
Uncle Johnny and I laughed happily a few times. This episode relieved the tension between us two. I couldn't tell whether Uncle Johnny did it intentionally or unintentionally.
Holding a cigar in our mouth that smelled a bit too strong for me and made people a little sleepy, Uncle Johnny and I finally walked to the coffin.
Patel was lying peacefully in the coffin, but just one glance at the corpse-turned-Patel made me feel scared from the bottom of my heart, and I didn’t even want to look at it a second time... Because of the relationship with Patel’s soul Having fought in the battle, I know what Patel looked like during his lifetime. Except for the strange look in his eyes, he could be called a man from a British drama, but he didn't look like that when he was lying in the coffin.
His muscles have been completely dehydrated and are attached to the body in a shriveled state, including the facial muscles. At first glance, they look like the pure human tendon model in the laboratory... and its skin is smooth. , did not give birth to any white or black hair, and turned into a dark brown color that seemed to be after a large amount of blood dried up. The absence of long hair does not mean it is good news. You must know that the black and white evils are just the lowest level of zombies who have entered the stream. of that kind.
With just one glance, I could feel the huge power contained in this withered body.
Not to mention, the long canine teeth that can no longer be covered by Patel's mouth are exposed ferociously outside the mouth. They are only slightly yellowed and have no trace of being petrified at all... And its hands, to be precise, It should be a paw, placed calmly on the lower abdomen, and the ten sharp nails on it actually glowed slightly with a cold light.
Such an image may be described calmly, but if you take a look in person, no matter how brave you are, you will feel chilled in your heart, just because of the distortion and deformation... But this is not the key to my concern, the key There were blood stains on Patel's claws that seemed to have dried at different times. This discovery made me very surprised. I didn't know what was going on for a while. If I looked carefully, there was a trace of blood in his nails. Dots of black, similar to what is left of flesh and blood.
I turned my head and took a long puff of the cigar, trying to calm down the emotions in my heart, but I didn't want the smell of the cigar to be too strong. How could I smoke it like this? On the contrary, it made him feel dizzy... It can be said that Patel was not corrupted at all, and even the gorgeous robes he wore still looked so bright and beautiful because of the inexplicable power.
Some water entered the coffin, but it seemed not to be affected at all, just lying calmly in the water... I don't know what changes will happen after a while, and I never found out where the master's seal was from the beginning to the end.
And Uncle Johnny seemed to have fallen into a certain emotion. Looking at Patel in the coffin, he didn't know what he was thinking and had forgotten to speak... I could only hold back the uneasy feeling in my heart and once again Looking at Patel in the coffin!
But there were still no clues. I called Uncle Johnny, but he didn't come back to his senses. I had no choice but to put on my gloves... and get ready to touch the body! This is necessary, because in order to prevent the corpse from being raised later, I have to do all the work. Sooner or later, I will come into contact with this terrifying guy. What does it matter if it is earlier or later
Putting the cigar in my mouth aside, I stretched out my hand slightly nervously. The moment I touched the body, it felt like I was touching a piece of cold, unmoved meat. Its muscles were not The kind of stiffness I imagined was weirdly soft. This feeling came to my mind and was so bad that I would rather it be harder!
Thinking like this, I stretched my hand up. If no seal was found on the surface, then the most likely location of the seal would be on the chest.
But I don't know why, I suddenly felt creepy. When I turned my head subconsciously, I saw a pair of gloomy eyes, to be precise, yellow and black eyeballs, staring at me. Just now... Patel had his eyes closed just now. When did he open them