Chapter 143: Deep-seated fear

When life is happy, it may be that when you look back, it seems like only a few years have passed, and you don’t feel like time is passing slowly at all. When life is painful, a second seems like a slow pendulum, unwilling to fall into place, and a day is not enough to describe its length.

In the second that I and Patel looked at each other, I began to deeply agree with this sentence, because this second was too painful for me.

Over the years, I have experienced countless things, seen countless pairs of eyes, and experienced countless emotions revealed in the eyes, such as the desperate and crazy eyes of Li Fengxian, the cruel and cunning eyes of the hungry ghost, the hateful eyes of the old village chief, the cold eyes of the demon worm with a sense of superiority, the cruel and innocent eyes of Dian Dian, and the eyes full of resentment… But I have never looked into Patel’s eyes and felt the discomfort of his gaze.

It was a kind of cruelty, a truly cold, unconvincing, cruel look. Just one glance, and one could feel the roar of countless people behind it, the bloody pile of corpses and blood… The saddest thing was that it was truly unconvincing and unconvincing, like a weak hand touching an icy rock, wanting to break it to find an exit, only to discover how hopeless it was.

Yes, Patel’s eyes gave people a deep sense of despair… And because of muscle atrophy, his eyes were actually deformed, with yellow eyeballs and black pupils that highlighted this meaning even more clearly, making people feel like they were in hell in an instant.

Is this the true look of a zombie? No wonder the master said that there was a Taoist who had killed dozens of zombies, but he had never looked into the eyes of a zombie, even though he was a high-ranking Taoist.

The master replied that zombies generally don’t open their eyes, and those that can open their eyes are very powerful. Their eyes can break a person’s will. When a Taoist who kills zombies is afraid of their eyes, how can he fight them?

Yes, it was terrifying. For a split second, I was overwhelmed with thoughts, but I was also paralyzed with fear.

Without any dialogue, in this absolute silence, I felt a huge force grab my collar and pull me away from the coffin. Because I was in a hurry, I didn’t control the force very well, and I fell heavily on the rocks. The pain came from my body, but it made me truly feel the meaning of being alive. For the first time, I felt that pain was a good thing.

Patel’s cruelty just now made me see the reality of death.

But before I could catch my breath, the old man Johnny came over and twisted my head to make me look at the coffin. At that moment, I saw Patel’s hands already reaching out of the coffin! Under the refraction of light, the pair of dry claws with sharp nails was thrilling. The wide sleeves fell down because of the raised arms, revealing the same dark red arms. Because of the atrophy of the muscles, the veins were exposed, entangled, like a strange old tree growing in the land of death…

Could it be… a corpse? My body, which had already been covered in cold sweat from the moment we locked eyes, was now covered in even more cold sweat. My clothes instantly became damp and sticky, clinging to my body.

“Why were you so careless? Why did you touch it without permission? Where is the packet of glutinous rice I gave you?” Uncle Johnny seemed very angry and was almost roaring in my ear.

I looked at Patel’s outstretched arm in a daze, not knowing how to answer Uncle Johnny’s question for a moment. Fortunately, Patel’s corpse only extended its arm, but it was not a real corpse, and it had not sat up yet.

Uncle Johnny sighed in my ear and suddenly said, “You must have seen its eyes. It has planted a seed of fear in your heart… Many people with profound cultivation were also caught by this trick. When the seed of fear took root in their hearts, they didn’t even have the courage to strike at Pater, and they were already deeply caught in fear. But fortunately… I’m here!”

What does this mean?

Uncle Johnny didn’t explain to me, but instead pulled me over and whispered to me, “Look into my eyes.”

Why should I look into Uncle Johnny’s eyes? But out of trust, I did it immediately… After spending a few months with Uncle Johnny, I was actually already familiar with his eyes and even his gaze. They were eyes that were filled with vicissitudes of life, suppressed a little pain, but were also filled with the calm and gentleness of years of experience. But when I looked at them again, I discovered a new “thing” in them.

I can hardly explain what it was, but I felt a strong will, and I could even read that it was a feeling of having to suppress the Patal and destroy it, slowly dissolving the fear in my heart. I felt that if someone was so determined and fearless, I wouldn’t be so afraid either.

This kind of eye contact lasted for nearly a minute, and I finally let out a long sigh of relief. The fear that Patell had just brought to me had already left a mark in my heart. I was very puzzled. How could Uncle Johnny’s eyes have such power?

Uncle Johnny didn’t answer me, but stood up and put the cigar I had just put aside in the coffin into my mouth. Only then did he say to me, “This is not my power, but because Patel was once my guardian, the guardian magic that has been passed down for many years is an irreversible magic that defies the heavens. One seed is buried in the depths of my soul and Patel’s soul. Even immortals have no way to dissolve it. I have a natural suppression of Patel! But many times it’s just that, because it’s getting stronger and stronger, it’s getting more and more impossible to detonate that seed.”

Many times? I was a little confused. Uncle Johnny’s words were not definitive, so the implication was that he could still do it at special times. Could it be that the final and strongest blow that Uncle Johnny was talking about was this?

I suddenly felt a vague unease in my heart, which was triggered by the unease I felt during the previous duel with Patel. These were two different kinds of unease, tangled together in my heart, but I didn’t even know what would happen.

The cigar smoke had a numbing effect, and it helped me recover a little. Believing in my own intuition, I stood up and said to Uncle Johnny, “Uncle Johnny, I don’t want you to do anything that is bad for you. Zombies can always be destroyed, not to mention that it was sealed by my master…”

At this moment, Uncle Johnny was already unbuttoning his shirt and taking it off. I then noticed that Uncle Johnny had a pattern similar to a Taoist rune, but not exactly the same, painted on his chest. Because all the lines and characters of the rune combined together looked like a totem, and from the direction of the lines, they all pointed to Uncle Johnny’s heart.

Faced with my nervousness, Uncle Johnny suddenly smiled and said, “I would never do anything that would harm myself.” His words were clear and loud.

Although I was still uneasy, I didn’t say anything because I trusted Uncle Johnny. I was more willing to believe that this uneasiness was something else. At least I didn’t feel a sense of life and death, and I also understood that I could only feel uneasiness every time, but I could never stop what was going to happen. It was like my spiritual awareness gave me a warning of danger, but the danger would always happen.

“Feeling better?” At this moment, Uncle Johnny had already put his jacket aside, and the little red flower had already withered a little, and was now solemnly placed on top of the jacket.

“I think I can face Patel again.” Uncle Johnny’s oppressive gaze on Patel was indeed very useful.

“Actually, it was my fault. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I forgot to remind you to seal Patel’s eyes, nose, mouth and ears with the blood-colored glutinous rice before touching it. At least that would prevent it from opening its eyes! Or doing something incredible… If I hadn’t come to my senses just now, you would have been scratched by Patel’s claws.” When he mentioned this, Uncle Johnny still sounded annoyed, even though nothing happened to me.

“I just wanted to find out where the seal was,” I whispered, feeling a little guilty.

“Well… you don’t have to be like that. I was just so worried about you! You have a life force that is very similar to Li’s. In other words, you are Li’s hope for certain things, such as the Kunlun disaster. I definitely can’t accept anything happening to you… As for sealing it on Patell’s chest,” said Uncle Johnny, pausing for a moment before continuing in a very serious tone, “Chengyi, I’m about to prepare for a spell, and I can’t help you anymore. From now on, you must deal with the situation on your own. Do you understand? My help is only to tell you to seal it with blood-colored glutinous rice. That’s all I can do.

“Mm.” I looked serious.

“Only after the seal is broken can I sense the seed in Patel and deliver my final blow to it! At that moment…” Master Johnny added a final word of caution.

At this point, the thin cigar was almost burnt out, so I threw the butt away and said to Uncle Johnny, “Okay, I’ll take care of it.”