The three of them discussed for a while, but none of them cared about Gao Cai's life or death. They directly treated him as a lamb on the chopping board.
Gao Cai only felt his body getting colder and colder, and his consciousness becoming more and more blurry.
Perhaps sensing that his time was coming to an end, he began his final struggle unwillingly.
"Wuwuwu…"
With a thud, the half bag of tobacco in his arms fell out.
"Immortal Master, if I use the blood of a child, will my son still not be able to revive?”
"That won't happen. Later, I'll use the Soul Suppressing Talisman to suppress his soul within his body so that it won't dissipate. Then, I'll seal his soul within your son's body to ensure that your son will come back to life.”
"But in this case, is my son still my son?”
The black-robed Daoist hesitated for a moment before answering truthfully,""You can say yes, but you can also say no. If you weren't so anxious and worried about failure, why would I use such a sinister-damaging method?”
"Alright, that's the only way."
In a few words, Gao Cai's life and death were decided.
Not only did they want to use Gao Cai's blood as bait, they also wanted to use his soul. These words were like a demonic voice that entered Gao Cai's ears intermittently. Unfortunately, he no longer had the strength to struggle.
Before Gao Cai's consciousness blurred, his last line of sight fell on the half bag of tobacco beside him. A regretful thought suddenly rose in his mind.”
Pa!
The black-robed Daoist took out a yellow talisman and pasted it on Gao Cai's forehead, shattering his last thought.
Unknowingly, two streams of hot tears rolled down Gao Cai's cheeks.
……
When Zuo Xiaohan sneaked to the edge of the bamboo forest, the strange resurrection ritual had already begun.
With the help of the torch in front of the thatched hut, he saw the black-robed Taoist dressed in a luxurious outfit, holding a mahogany sword in his hand. He walked and sang as he circled around the pit.
Meanwhile, Zhou Donglai and the butler stood silently at the side, like two servants guarding the courtyard.
Gao Cai, who had been on duty with Zuo Xiaohan, had long disappeared.
"Gao Cai? Could it be…"
Zuo Xiaohan's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling.
If Gao Cai was still alive, it was impossible for him not to be present after such a huge commotion.
There was only one possibility left.
Zuo Xiaohan secretly held his breath. His heart was half regretful and half uncomfortable. His entire heart was tightly surrounded by an oppressive aura. In the end, it came down to a heavy sigh.
In such a grim situation, saving Gao Cai might have meant that he would be the one to die.
He didn't have a better idea in the short term.
He could only pray that after this zombie resurrected, he would personally kill his enemy and avenge Gao Cai.
Zhou Donglai and the butler were not good people.
Thinking of this, the fear in Zuo Xiaohan's heart slowly faded, and he began to look forward to what was going to happen next.
The black-robed Daoist kept circling around the pit and chanted obscure incantations. After a quarter of an hour, he finally pointed the mahogany sword and slapped the last talisman on the other party's corpse.
Unlike the Corpse Suppressing Talisman and Soul Suppressing Talisman, this was a Spirit Awakening Talisman.
Even in the hands of the orthodox Taoist priests of Mao Mountain, it was a rare item.
"My soul has returned! Rise!"
As the black-robed daoist shouted angrily, the originally filled pit began to tremble slowly.
The corpse that was exposed to the ground suddenly opened its mouth and took a deep breath. Its entire face became plump, as if an old man who was about to die suddenly began to regain his youth.
"Ah! Immortal Master, has my son come back to life?”
Zhou Donglai, who was standing guard at the side, seemed to have an even more intense reaction than the black-robed Daoist. He rushed straight to the side of the pit, his eyes filled with uncontrollable excitement.
"Boss Zhou, retreat quickly. This is a critical moment. Don't let it touch any Yang qi, or else I'm worried that I'll lose control.”
The black-robed Daoist was no longer as carefree as before. He looked as if he was seriously ill, and his face was covered in sweat.
Hosting this soul-returning ritual had consumed more than half of the remaining physical and mental energy in his body.
After scolding Zhou Donglai, the black-robed Daoist made a few more hand seals and continuously slapped the head of the corpse. The corpse that was originally lying in the pit seemed to have received an order.
He suddenly stood up.
It caused the black soil on his body to fall.
"Resurrecting from the dead, borrowing a corpse to resurrect a soul, this is unbelievable!”
Even the butler, who was watching from the side, was shocked by what had happened. He stood rooted to the ground in a daze, muttering to himself non-stop. His face was filled with disbelief.
One of the key figures, the black-robed Daoist, was not as relaxed as they were.
After carefully controlling the corpse to stand up, he walked around the other party a few times. The more he observed, the more surprised he became.
The good news was that the body was far more decomposed than expected.
If it was maintained properly, it could scare Zhou Donglai and directly destroy the soul inside. In the end, it would become a good container.
It could completely be used as a carrier to accommodate his soul after he passed away.
The bad news was that he had sealed Gao Cai's soul in the corpse with his god art, which made up for the last shortcoming of being an undead.
This was a successful ritual.
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