Facing my words that were considered a promise, Uncle Johnny didn't say much. Instead, he looked at me deeply, stepped aside, sat down, and then started a technique that I couldn't understand, or something. ceremony? I think this is something unique to Indian practitioners, right? As I was going on, I felt strong soul fluctuations, one after another accumulating, as if I was waiting for the final explosion.
I glanced at Uncle Johnny, then took a deep breath, and walked towards the coffin again. At this point, Uncle Johnny and I no longer need to say anything more. The trust he showed in his last look, That says it all.
Standing next to Patel's coffin, I tried not to look into its eyes, but took out the things I needed one by one.
Patel's arms were still raised straight to the sky, making the corpse look even more ferocious.
The first thing I had to use was the bloody glutinous rice that Uncle Johnny gave me. I grabbed a handful and squatted down. Inevitably, I still had to make direct contact with Patel's face, and his eyes remained the same. It was so terrifying. It was hard to believe that it was a corpse, because they actually moved with the movements of my hands. They were obviously watching my every move, but Nai's body was sealed and could not move.
I tried my best not to tremble with my hands, and endured the strong smell of decay and blood coming from the coffin, and stuffed the first handful of glutinous rice into Patel's ears. Patel's cruel eyes looked at the glutinous rice. When it entered its ears, there was a flash of pain, and then the whole body began to tremble violently, and it felt like a person was struggling to sit up.
It would be a lie to say that I was not afraid, but at this moment, I felt a powerful force coming from Patel's chest. It was caused by the soul power, and the suppressive power of heaven and earth was suddenly intensified. It all happened to Patel. For a moment, I actually heard Patel make a painful hissing sound from his throat, and then his whole body stiffened again, and he became motionless in the water-soaked coffin.
The feeling of the guided soul power was so familiar to me, and in an instant I knew that the seal of the remnant soul from the master was indeed on my chest.
But at the same time, I also noticed the power of the seal. I felt that the power wanted to forcefully suppress the claws produced by Patel, but in the end it failed. [
My hands became cold due to the influence of Patel's corpse, but the appearance of Master's power made me feel more at ease. I grabbed another handful of glutinous rice, bit it with my teeth, and placed it directly on Patel's body. Above a pair of terrifying eyeballs.
Even though I was wearing gloves, the unique touch of the eyeballs was still transmitted to the palm of my hand, and then directly to my brain. Touching the eyeballs was not a pleasant experience originally. The touch was full of strangeness and made people feel all over their body. I got goosebumps, not to mention that the eyeballs under my hands were cold.
'Tsk', as soon as the glutinous rice was placed on the eyeballs, a puff of black smoke came out, accompanied by a strange hissing from Patel's throat, which made me feel a tingling sensation from the bottom of my heart. This was not fear. , but the sore and numb feeling as if my eyeballs were broken. Patel's soul fused with Kunlun Soul is really powerful, and it can actually make me feel like this.
The black smoke dissipated in the air. Fortunately, I had put on a special mask beforehand. I couldn't eliminate the influence of Patel himself. I could only recite the meditation mantra in my heart again and again, forcing myself to Peace of mind, although there is always a trace of influence from Patel, I can't eliminate it.
I could only let myself do all the work numbly. Patel's ears were sealed, his eyes were sealed, his nasal cavity was sealed, and finally his mouth looked at the protruding fangs. I knew that It is the most dangerous place, but it is a place that must be sealed to deal with any zombies. I have no choice.
The bloody glutinous rice seemed to have been calculated by Uncle Johnny. At this time, only the last handful was left. I looked at Uncle Johnny over there, and he had fallen into a strange state. In this state, the skin all over his body began to turn a strange red color, and then he could feel a stream of vitality flowing to the strange totem on his chest. Uncle Johnny's expression was also very strange, very painful, but Full of a kind of painful tranquility, piety makes you have to think that he is doing the most important thing in life.
I withdrew my gaze and stared at Patel's sharp fangs for a long time. Finally, I made up my mind. I stretched out a trembling hand and pinched Patel's chin.
Surprisingly, I didn't encounter any resistance. With just a slight squeeze, Patel's mouth opened slightly. I could see the stick out of his throat, that wisp of pure black, which made people shudder. I grabbed the last handful of blood-colored glutinous rice and started to slowly send it towards Patel's mouth.
This handful of glutinous rice is not meant to be put into Patel's mouth, but I have to put my hand in, put it into his throat and stretch it out to block the evil breath of the corpse, and also block the violent explosion when it lifts the corpse. It is possible to absorb people’s yang energy! Because the throat is blocked, it can't breathe in
Thinking this way, I squeezed the hand of Patel's chin with a little more strength. Patel's mouth opened wider, and the evil spirit of the corpse was hovering in its mouth. When the corpse was not lifted up, , I'm not worried that it will come out of Patel's mouth. The evil spirit is a gas that is naturally emitted when a corpse is lifted up. However, my cold sweat stays on my forehead, so I still have to put my hand in completely. .
Finally, my hand entered Patel's mouth. The moment I entered, goosebumps appeared on my entire arm uncontrollably. It felt like I had put my hand into the open mouth of a crocodile. , and the crocodile would close its big mouth at any time and crush my hand with its amazing bite force.
Unfortunately, I still had to find the position of his throat in Patel's mouth and block the bloody glutinous rice there!
I can't describe the coldness in Patel's mouth, and it's the kind of sticky coldness, because there is an unknown "liquid" in its mouth, and there is also the corpse evil that has almost turned into substance. The feeling of the Qi surrounding my palm made me "touch" its throat. It seemed like something was blocked there. I couldn't put the glutinous rice in. I could only hold the glutinous rice in my hand tightly, endure the nausea in my heart, and stretched out two fingers. , clamped the mass, and forcibly pulled it out of Patel's throat!
From beginning to end, Patel acted very docile and allowed me to toss it in his mouth. But the moment the ball was pulled out, it had a strong rancid smell. I just took one look at it and couldn't help but vomit. It was a rotten heart. Because Patel was a zombie, the cold body played a certain role in preservation, so it did not completely turn into dust and remained in Patel's throat.
Judging from the size of the heart, it is clearly half of a human heart and the other half! [
I didn't dare to imagine anymore. I suddenly realized what was going on with the blood marks on Patel's hands. I also knew what the black matter in his nails was. It should be human blood and Human flesh, right? I held the glutinous rice in my hands and started groping in the coffin almost like crazy.
The gray and black turbid liquid in the coffin was spread everywhere by my hands. Finally, I made a hole under Patel's body. It was not a big hole, only half the size of a fist! It was blocked by Patel's body, so I couldn't discover it. In the dim environment underwater, we had no time to discover such a hole under the coffin. As for after landing ashore, we immediately climbed up and dragged the coffin.
The water in the coffin did not flow out for the time being because the hole was blocked by Patel's body.
After discovering the hole, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, so I knelt down next to the coffin and vomited until all I vomited was clear acidic water, but I still couldn't suppress the turmoil in my heart!
Patel is more terrifying than my master expected. It has not been completely sealed at all! ! It is still a 'living' zombie! The reason why it has power and is still fighting us like that after being sealed for so many years is because it has been eating people, eating people's hearts, and absorbing the most essential drops of blood in that person's heart!
I originally thought that it was just commanding the fish to splash blood on its own coffin, using a small amount of blood to moisten itself. The coffin did not seal it completely at all, and I had no idea how it dug a hole in the coffin. come out.
If that's the case, the method I originally prepared to prevent it from raising its body is simply not feasible, and I have to bet on myself!
After calming down, I barely suppressed my stomach, which was still churning. With an indescribable anger, I faced the coffin full of putrid odor again, and then pinched Patel's chin firmly. The hand holding the glutinous rice reached in again!
This time, my anger made me lose any fear. I directly fucked in Patel's mouth and "touched" his throat!
The moment I was about to put down the glutinous rice, I felt a strong sense of crisis. I had been mentally prepared for a long time. At that moment, I used all my strength on the strong hand that held Patel's chin. My fingers turned a strange blue color due to excessive exertion!
But the teeth-searing friction sound still came. It was the sound of the mandible being pinched or forced to close. At this moment, I realized how powerful Patel was. I was almost pressing it. My jaw dropped, but I still didn’t forget to stuff the glutinous rice into its throat!
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