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In the face of my promised words, Grandpa Johnny did not talk much, but looked at me deeply, and then retreated to the side, sat down, and then started a technique that I could not understand, or ceremony? I think this is a unique thing for Indian practitioners? When I was doing it, I felt strong soul fluctuations, piled up in waves, just like waiting for the last explosion.
I glanced at Uncle Johnny, and then took a deep breath and went to the coffin again. Now, I have no need to say anything more than Grandpa Johnny. The trust that comes from his last glance has already been explained. Everything.
Standing next to Patel's coffin, I try not to look at its eyes, but to take out one by one.
Patel's arms are still straight and lifted to the sky, appearing to be more sturdy.
The first one to be used is the bloody glutinous rice that Grandi Johnny gave me. I grabbed it and smashed it down. Inevitably, I still have to face Patel’s face positively. Its eyes are still so sultry. It’s hard to believe that it’s a corpse, because they will turn with my hand movements, obviously it’s all about staring at me, but it’s just that the body is sealed and can’t move.
I try not to let my hands tremble, endure the strong decay and bloody smell from the coffin, and stuff the first glutinous rice into the ears of Patel. Patel’s cruel eyes are on the glutinous rice. When it entered its ears, it flashed a painful look, and then the whole body began to tremble violently, feeling like a person struggling to sit up.
If I am not afraid, it is a fake, but at this time, I feel a strong force from Patel’s chest, which is based on the soul force, and the force of the world’s repression is abrupt. All of them were on Patel's body. For a moment, I heard Patel utter a painful 'squeak' from the throat, and then the body was stiff again, standing still in the immersed coffin.
The feeling that the guiding soul force gave me was so familiar, but in an instant I knew that the seal of the soul from the ancestors was really on the chest.
But at the same time, I also noticed the ‘incapable’ of the seal. I felt that the force wanted to forcefully press the paws born by Patel, but ultimately failed.
My hands became cold because of the influence of Patel's body itself, but the strength of the ancestors appeared, which made me feel a lot more secure. I grabbed a glutinous rice, bite it, and placed it directly in Patelna. Double horrifying eyeballs.
Despite the glove, the unique touch of the eyeball is transmitted to my palm, and then directly to the brain. It is not a pleasant experience to touch the eyeball. The touch that is full of strange elasticity makes the whole body goose bumps. Moreover, the pair of eyes under my hand is cold.'嗤', the glutinous rice was placed on the eyeball, and there was a black smoke. With the strange squeaking from Patel’s throat, I felt a tingling from the bottom of my heart. This is not fear. It's the kind of sour feeling that seems to be broken by my own eyes. Patel's soul that blends with Kunlun's soul is really powerful, and it can make me feel so.
The black smoke dissipated in the air. Fortunately, I put on a special mask beforehand and the influence that Patel himself brought to me, I can't eliminate it. I can only meditate in my heart again and again, forcibly let myself Quiet, although there is always a trace of influence from Patel, I can't eliminate it.
I can only let myself numb and do all the work, Patel's ears are sealed, my eyes are sealed, my nose is sealed, and finally my mouth is looking at the awkward fangs, I know that It is the most dangerous place, but it is a place to deal with any zombies, I have no choice.
The bloody glutinous rice seems to have been calculated by the uncle Johnny. At this time, only the last one is left. I looked at the uncle Johnny over there. His whole person has fallen into a strange state. The skin began to glow in a weird red, and then I could feel a powerful force flowing to the weird totem on his chest. The expression of Johnny’s grandfather was also very strange, painful, but full of pain. The serenity and piety make you have to think that he is the most important thing in his life.
I took back my eyes and stared at Patel's sharp fangs for a long time. I finally made a decision. I shuddered and stretched out a hand and pinched Patel's chin.
Surprisingly, I didn’t see any resistance. Just a pinch, Patel’s mouth opened slightly. I could see the extension in the throat. It’s pure black, let’s see it. The guilty timid temper I grabbed the last bloody glutinous rice and began to slowly pass towards Patel's mouth.
This glutinous rice is not said to be put into the mouth of Patel, but I have to put my hand in it, put it into the throat of it, block the gas of the corpse, and block it when the corpse is violent. The possibility of absorbing the yang of the person! Because the throat is blocked, it can’t suck in.
Thinking this way, I pinched the hand of Patel's chin and added a bit of strength. Patel's mouth was bigger, and the scorpion's temper was hovering in its mouth, when there was no corpse. I don't worry that it will run out of Patel's mouth. When the corpse is the corpse, the gas that will naturally be sprayed out is only that my cold sweat stays in the forehead, or the handle is completely put in. .
Finally, my hand still entered the mouth of Patel. At the moment I entered, my whole arm was out of control and there was a goose bump. It felt like the handle was put into the open mouth of the crocodile. In the middle, the crocodile will close the big mouth at any time, and bite my hand with its amazing bite.
Helpless, I must also explore the throat in the mouth of Patel.
Set, put the bloody glutinous rice there!I can't describe the coldness in Patel's mouth, and it's the kind of sticky and cold, because there is a liquid in the mouth that doesn't know what it is, and there is also a gas that almost turns into a real corpse. The feeling of my palm touched my throat position, there seems to be something stuck in it, I can't put glutinous rice in. I can only hold the glutinous rice in my hand, endure the nausea in my heart, stick out two fingers and hold the one. The group thing, forcibly pulled it out from the eyes of Patel's nephew!
From the beginning to the end, Patel was very docile, let me toss in his mouth, but the moment the thing was pulled out, with a strong rancid smell, I just glanced at it, could not help but spit It was a rotten heart, because Patel was a zombie, and the cold body was equivalent to a certain preservation. It was not completely turned into dust, and it remained in Patel's throat.
From the size of the heart, this is clearly half of a human heart to the other half!
I can't imagine going on. I suddenly realized that Pantier's blood marks on the hand were all about it. I also know what the black matter in the nails is. Is it human blood and human flesh? I held the glutinous rice and almost madly began to explore in the coffin.
The gray-black turbid liquid in the coffin was swayed by my hand everywhere. Finally, I put down a hole under Patel's body. It is not very big, only half a fist-sized hole! It was blocked by Patel's body, so I couldn't find out that in the dim environment of the underwater, the hole under the coffin, we didn't have time to discover that as soon as we landed, we immediately climbed up and dragged the coffin.
The water in the coffin was blocked by Patel’s body, so it did not flow out for the time being.
After discovering the hole, I finally couldn't help it anymore. I just squatted beside the coffin and spit out a faintly dark until the last spit out was all clear water, but I still couldn't suppress the heart's tumbling!
Patel is even more terrible than my ancestors expected, and it has not been completely sealed! ! It has always been a 'live' zombie! The reason why it has the power, after being sealed for so many years, is still fighting with us like this, because it has been eating and eating people, eating people's hearts, and taking in the most essential blood of the heart!
I originally thought that it was just directing the fish, spilling blood on his coffin, using a small amount of blood to moisten himself. This coffin did not completely seal it. I didn’t know what method it used to make a hole in the coffin. come out.
If that's the case, the way I originally prepared to prevent it from corpse is simply not feasible. I must gamble on myself!
After calming down, I barely pressed my stomach, which was still in the middle of the river, with an indescribable anger. I once again faced the succulent coffin, and then pinched Patel’s chin. Once again, grasp the hand of glutinous rice and reach in!
This time of anger made me not have any fear, I was very straight in the mouth of Patel and then touched the throat!At the moment when I was about to put down the glutinous rice, I felt a strong sense of crisis. I was mentally prepared. At that moment, I used all my strength all the time to pinch the hand of Patel’s chin. I got a finger in my fingers that was too strong and looked strange!
But the toothy rubbing sound came, it was the jaw that was pinched, or the sound of forcible closure. At this moment, I discovered how great Patel’s power is. I almost glared at it. Chin, but I still have not forgotten the glutinous rice in the handle into the throat!
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