In the face of my promises, Uncle Johnny didn't say much, but gave me a deep look, stepped aside, sat down, and began a spell that I couldn't understand, or a ritual? I guess it's something that is unique to Indian monks, right? As I went along, I felt strong soul fluctuations, piling up in waves, as if waiting for the final outburst

I glanced at Uncle Johnny, then took a deep breath and walked to the coffin again, now that Uncle Johnny and I don't have to say anything, the trust he showed at that last glance spoke for itself.

Standing next to Patel's coffin, I tried not to look into its eyes, but pulled out the things I needed one by one.

Patel's arms were still raised straight to the sky, and the corpse looked even more hideous.

The first thing to use was the blood-colored glutinous rice that Uncle Johnny gave me, I grabbed a handful, squatted down, inevitably, I still had to make direct contact with Patel's face, its eyes were still so terrifying, it was hard to believe that it was a corpse, because they would turn with the movement of my hand, obviously staring at my every move, but the body was sealed and couldn't move.

I tried not to shake my hands, 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 flashed a look of pain when the glutinous rice entered his ears, and then the whole body began to tremble violently, as if a person was about to force himself to sit up.

If I say that I am not afraid, it is false, but at this moment, I felt a powerful force coming from Patel's chest, which was the power of heaven and earth suppressed by the soul force, and suddenly applied to Patel's body, and for a moment I actually heard Patel let out a painful 'hiss' sound from his throat, and then his whole body stiffened again, and he stood still in the water-soaked coffin.

That channeling soul power felt so familiar to me, but in an instant I knew that it was the remnant soul seal from the master ancestor and it was indeed in the chest.

But at the same time, I also sensed the 'powerlessness' of the seal, and I felt that the force tried to force down Patel's claws, but in the end it was unsuccessful.

My hands became cold due to the influence of Patel's corpse itself, but the appearance of the power of the ancestor made me feel much more relieved, and I grabbed another handful of glutinous rice, gritted my teeth, and placed it directly on Patel's terrifying eyes.

Despite the glove, the unique touch of the eyeball was transmitted to the palm of my hand, and then directly to the brain, it was not a pleasant experience to touch the eyeball, the touch full of strange elasticity, which made people goosebumps all over the body, not to mention that the pair of eyeballs under my hand were cold

'Snort', as soon as the glutinous rice was placed on the eyeball, a puff of black smoke came out, accompanied by a strange hiss from Patel's throat, which made me feel a burst of sour numbness from the bottom of my heart, this is not fear, but the kind of sour numbness that seems to be broken by my eyeballs, Patel's soul fused with Kunlun's soul is really powerful, and it can make me feel like this.

The black smoke dispersed in the air, but fortunately I had put on a special mask beforehand, and the influence that Patel itself had brought to me, I could not erase it, so I could only silently recite the meditation mantra in my heart again and again, forcibly calming my mind, although there was always a trace of influence from Patel, which I could not eliminate.

I had to let myself do everything numbly, Patel's ears were sealed, his eyes were sealed, his nose was sealed, and finally his mouth was looking at the protruding fangs, I knew it was the most dangerous place, but it was a place that would be sealed against any zombie, and I had no choice.

The blood-colored glutinous rice seems to have been calculated by Uncle Johnny, and at this time there is only the last handful, I looked at Uncle Johnny over there, his whole person has fallen into a strange state, the skin of his whole body began to glow a strange red, and then you can feel a wave of vitality full of power flowing to the strange totem on his chest, Uncle Johnny's expression is also very strange, very painful, but full of a kind of tranquility in pain, piety makes you have to think that he is carrying out the most important thing in life.

I withdrew my gaze and stared at Patel's sharp fangs for a long time, finally making up my mind, and with a trembling hand, I reached out and pinched Patel's chin.

Surprisingly, I didn't encounter any resistance, just a slight pinch, Patel's mouth opened slightly, I could see the stretch of my throat, the pure black, terrifying corpse breath I grabbed the last handful of blood-colored glutinous rice, and began to slowly send it towards Patel's mouth.

This glutinous rice does not mean that it will be finished when it is put in Patel's mouth, but I must put my hand in it, put it in its throat and stick it out, to block the breath of the corpse, and also to block the possibility of sucking the yang energy of people when it raises the corpse! Because the throat is blocked, it can't suck in

Thinking like this, my hand holding Patel's chin added a little more strength, Patel's mouth opened wider, and the corpse breath swirled in its mouth, and when there was no corpse, I was not worried that it would run out of Patel's mouth, and the corpse breath would naturally spew out when the corpse was raised, but my cold sweat stayed on my forehead, and I still had to put my hand in completely.

Eventually, my hand entered Patel's mouth, and the moment I entered, goosebumps appeared uncontrollably on my entire arm, and it felt like putting my hand into the open mouth of a crocodile, which at any moment would close its large mouth and bite my hand with its amazing bite.

Helplessly, I still had to grope my way to the throat in Patel's mouth and block the blood-colored glutinous rice there!

I can't describe the coldness in Patel's mouth, and it's sticky and greasy, because there is a liquid in his mouth that I don't know what it is, and there is also the feeling of almost turning into a corpse aura around my palm, I touched its throat, there seems to be something blocked there, I can't put the glutinous rice in it, I can only hold the glutinous rice in my hand, endure the nausea in my heart, stretch out two fingers, clamp the mass of things, and forcibly pull it out of Patel's throat!

From beginning to end, Patel behaved very meekly, allowing me to toss in its mouth, but the moment the mass was pulled out, with a strong rancid stench, I just glanced at it, and I couldn't help but vomit that it was a rotten heart, because Patel was a zombie, and the cold body was equivalent to a certain preservation, so it did not completely turn into dust, and it was kept in Patel's throat.

And judging from the size of the heart, this is clearly half of a human heart, as for the other half!

I didn't dare to imagine it anymore, I suddenly realized what was going on with the Dao blood marks on Patel's hands, and I also knew what the black substance in its nails was, it should be human blood and human flesh, right? Holding the glutinous rice, I began to grope in the coffin almost like crazy.

The gray-black cloudy liquid in the coffin was fussed everywhere by my hands, and at last I put a hole under Patel's body, a hole that was not very large, only half the size of a fist! It was blocked by Patel's body, so I couldn't find it, and we didn't have time to find out about the hole under the coffin in the dim darkness of the water, and as soon as we got ashore, we climbed up and dragged the coffin

The water in the coffin did not flow out for the time being because Patel's body blocked the hole

After discovering the hole, I finally couldn't hold back any longer, so I knelt directly next to the coffin, and vomited a dimly until the last spit out was all clear sour water, but I still couldn't suppress the churning in my heart!

Patel was even more terrifying than my master had expected, it was not completely sealed at all!! It's always been a 'living' zombie! The reason why it has the power to fight with us like that after being sealed for so many years, is because it has been eating and eating people, eating people's hearts, and absorbing a few drops of the best blood in that person's heart!

I originally thought that it was just directing the fish, spilling blood on its coffin, using a small amount of blood to nourish itself, and the coffin did not completely seal it at all, and I didn't know how it used to cut a hole in the coffin.

In that case, the way I was prepared to prevent it from spawning is simply not feasible, and I have to gamble myself!

After calming down, I could barely suppress my stomach, which was still churning, and with an indescribable anger, I faced the rancid coffin again, and then pinched Patel's chin tightly, and once again grabbed the hand of glutinous rice and reached in!

This anger took me out of fear, and I pounded very directly in Patel's mouth and touched my throat!

The moment I was about to put down the glutinous rice, I felt a strong sense of crisis, I had already been mentally prepared, at that moment, I used all the strength of my whole body on the hand that pinched Patel's chin, and the strength was so strong that my fingers were flushed with a strange cyan color of overexertion!

But the tooth-aching sound still came, it was the sound of the jaw being pinched, or forcibly closedAt this moment, I realized how strong Patel was, I almost pressed its chin, but I still didn't forget to shove the glutinous rice in my hand into its throat!