Chapter 141: Opening the coffin

About ten minutes before the third quarter of noon, I finally regained some of my strength and stood up, approaching the strange coffin.

At this moment, Xiao Chengqian had already retreated to the circle surrounded by glutinous rice. At the moment of the corpse’s rising, living people need to avoid it as much as possible to avoid accidental injury in the chaos. In addition, it is also to avoid the sudden rising of the corpse’s evil spirits from injuring more people.

There were only two people near the coffin, me and Uncle Johnny. He was looking at the coffin, smoking a cigarette, and I couldn’t tell what he was thinking. The only thing that caught my eye was the red flower in his breast pocket.

As for me, I was attracted by the colorful paintings on the coffin. It wasn’t until now that I could see clearly that the colorful paintings on the coffin were not paintings in the strict sense, but vivid totems. But I didn’t know what gods’ totems they were. After all, Hinduism believes in almost all gods and Buddha, and there are so many gods to worship that even a senior believer may not be able to remember them all.

The reason why these paintings on the coffin’s totem attracted me was because I actually felt a faint flow of magical power.

This is the power of an orthodox cultivator, not the power of a zombie…

“You felt it?” The smoke from the cigarette made Uncle Johnny squint slightly, and his eyes were deep as he suddenly asked me.

“Yes, these colorful totems… there is a faint fluctuation of magical power. I thought it was amazing at first. After all these years, the coffin has not deformed or rotted, and the patterns on it have not faded much… is that why?” I asked curiously.

The coffin placed in the center of the rock was occasionally emitting a cold breath. Because I was too close, I had to put on a jacket. Only Uncle Johnny seemed unaffected. We were waiting so bored that it was better to chat a little bit. Even if the coffin was to be opened, the patterns would no longer be effective.

“This coffin is not made of ordinary wood, but of a special kind of wood, very precious, you know? ” said Uncle Johnny in a low voice.

Somboon wood? That is indeed very precious, not inferior to the finest agarwood, it is the best material for coffins, but even emperors can’t afford it, so you can see how extravagant it is. But even as a Taoist, I have never heard of somboon wood having any effect on restraining zombies.

“This dark wood was brought by Li. Of course, untreated dark wood has no effect, but dark wood that has been treated and enshrined is completely different! Do you know why? In fact, dark wood is basically carbonized wood, which is the easiest to absorb various essences and auras! This is something that other wood cannot do. Before the dark wood was actually used to seal Patel, it was not only treated by Li, but also enshrined in our highest temple for half a year. Every day, sacrifices were held to attract divine power! So, this is a piece of wood full of divine power and various energies, used to suppress the power of the Patel…” Uncle Johnny told the origin of this remarkable piece of wood in a light tone, but basically it was useless after the coffin was opened. After all, it had contained a powerful vampire for so many years, and it was no longer usable.

As I was sighing over the wood of the coffin, Uncle Johnny said, “As for the colors of these totems, they have not faded because the magic power attached to them has not dispersed. Do you know that these totems were drawn by the hands of those people? The high priests, the highest priests in the religion, used their own blood and precious pigments to paint the totems, so how could their colors be so easily erased? For example, this pale pink color was painted with gold melted with aqua regia in the middle… The reason why it is so extravagant is that the totem painted in this way can attract a certain amount of divine power to attach to the totem, further suppressing Patel.”

I looked at the coffin in silence. Even if it wasn’t made of gold, it was a hundred times more valuable than gold in terms of value. Its function was to suppress Pater. At that time, how powerful was Pater? I remembered what Pater had said: the power of inheritance needs a body to be able to be exerted.

So, I suddenly felt that it was like a dream that we could defeat the spirit of Patel, it was simply incredible.

Uncle Johnny’s expression was very calm. He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, which was nothing but an empty shell, and exhaled the last puff of smoke. Then he said, “That battle that year was not comparable to this battle of ours at all. It was… a battle of the gods, right? I’ve always thought so! We were only facing a Patell that had been weakened by the seal by at least ten times, and soul attacks were not its forte. We should say that we are lucky that this precious coffin is also using its own power to wear down Pater’s power every moment, otherwise how dare we open the coffin and take away the strongest power hidden in the coffin, your master’s seal?

“Isn’t it to destroy it?” I don’t think it’s more important to take the seal than to destroy Pater.

“Of course it is to destroy it. All the forces used to suppress it are about to be exhausted. Now it is at its weakest. In a few days, it will start to recover. In fact, it has always been doing this, using so many human lives to sacrifice to it! Li said that the seal would have to be opened sooner or later. Without opening the seal, there is no chance of completely destroying it. You taking away the seal is only a necessary step. The most important thing…” Grandpa Johnny suddenly looked at the sky, his eyes becoming so unpredictable. Then he said, “We still have to destroy it!”

I didn’t know what to say, but I could guess the arrangement of the master. The seal that the master’s remnant soul sat in was naturally the strongest seal. But when the seal and the power of Pater were worn out and lost their effect, the remnant soul left by the master was in danger and could become a great supplement for the recovered Pater at any time! Even if the Grandmaster’s remnant soul is against the heavens, it is impossible to be stronger than the restored Patel. After all, at that time, Patel almost caused the Indian practitioner world to be depleted of talent.

When the seal is broken at a certain time, it can not only destroy Patel, but also allow the successor (the old Li lineage) to take the remnant soul, set foot on Penglai, and destroy the last existence… This is obviously the most advantageous method. The master is indeed a godlike figure. So many years ago, he made a plan and waited for it to be realized one by one, just like the situation in the Lake of a Thousand Ghosts.

Thinking about this, I was silent. I always felt that there were so many changes in the world, and there were people like this who could see through the turbulent flow of fate and set up a sure-win game. After all, as the years passed, the more I experienced, the more I was in awe of fate! Everything my master did made me feel that even if this person was my master, it was unimaginable…

Seeing that I was silent, Uncle Johnny also became silent. He looked at his watch and then looked at the sun in the sky, which seemed a little hazy. Then he said to Brother Chengqing, who was inside the circle of glutinous rice, “Chengqing, calculate the time at three quarters of noon. After all, using a watch to measure the precise time at three quarters of noon is not that reliable.”

I looked at the time, and there were probably only two minutes left. I took a deep breath, picked up a fat iron crowbar, and handed one to Uncle Johnny. I was ready for anything.

Facing the words of Uncle Johnny, Brother Chengqing nodded and began to calculate the precise three quarters of noon that belonged here… Everything became quiet. I held the iron pry, which had already been inserted into the gap in the coffin. As for the ink line tied to it, it had already been untied by Xiao Chengqian when I was resting.

The sunlight was still hazy, and the breeze was blowing, and the sound of water was murmuring… I don’t know why, but during this short and silent wait, I suddenly got goosebumps all over my body.

“Open the coffin!” Suddenly, Brother Chengqing shouted.

When I and Uncle Johnny heard this, we wasted no time. After all, it was only a short minute before the time of the midday hour!

We both shouted at the same time, our arm muscles bulging as we pushed the crowbar at once… The coffin that had been sealed for so many years was finally opened by us.