Chapter 144: The Seal (Part 1)

Facing my words of promise, Grandpa Johnny didn’t say much, but looked at me deeply, then stepped aside, sat down, and began a kind of magic or ritual that I couldn’t understand. I think this is something unique to Indian practitioners, right? As it was going on, I felt a strong spiritual fluctuation, wave after wave of it building up, as if waiting for a final explosion…

I glanced at Uncle Johnny, then took a deep breath and walked over to the coffin again. At this point, there was no need for me and Uncle Johnny to say anything. The trust in his last look said it all.

Standing next to Patel’s coffin, I tried not to look into his eyes, but instead took out the things I needed one by one.

Patel’s arms were still raised straight up to the sky, making the corpse look even more hideous.

The first thing I used was the blood-colored glutinous rice that Uncle Johnny gave me. I grabbed a handful and squatted down. I couldn’t help but come face to face with Patel’s face. His eyes were still so terrifying. It was hard to believe that they were a corpse because they were moving with my hand. They were obviously staring at my every move, but they were helpless because their bodies were sealed and couldn’t move.

I tried my best to keep my hands from shaking, and endured the strong smell of decay and blood from the coffin. I stuffed the first handful of glutinous rice into Patel’s ears… Patel’s cruel eyes flashed with a hint of pain as the glutinous rice entered his ears, and then his whole body began to tremble violently, as if someone was struggling to sit up.

If I say I’m not afraid, that’s a lie, but at this moment, I felt a powerful force coming from Patel’s chest, which was led by the soul power and triggered the power of heaven and earth to suppress, which was suddenly imposed on Patel. For a moment, I even heard Patel make a painful “sigh” sound from his throat, and then his whole body stiffened again and remained motionless in the water-soaked coffin.

The soul power that guided me felt so familiar, and in an instant I knew that it was the remnant soul of my master… The seal was indeed on his chest.

But at the same time, I also sensed the “weakness” of the seal. I felt that the power wanted to forcibly suppress the claws that Patel had grown, but in the end it failed.

My hands had become cold due to the influence of Patal’s corpse, but the appearance of my master’s power made me feel much more at ease. I grabbed another handful of glutinous rice and bit down, placing it directly on Patal’s terrifying eyes.

Although it was through the gloves, the unique texture of the eyeball still transmitted to the palm of my hand, and then directly to my brain. It was not a pleasant experience to touch the eyeball. The strange elastic texture made my whole body go numb, not to mention the fact that the eyeball under my hand was cold…

“Hiss,” as soon as the glutinous rice was placed on the eyeballs, a black smoke suddenly appeared, accompanied by a strange neighing sound from Patel’s throat, which made me feel a tingling sensation from the bottom of my heart. This was not fear, but rather a tingling sensation as if my eyeballs had been broken. Patel’s soul, which had merged with the soul of Kunlun, was really powerful, and it was able to make me feel such a sensation.

The black smoke dissipated in the air, and fortunately I had worn a special mask beforehand… As for the influence that Patel himself brought to me, I could not eliminate it. I could only silently recite the mantra of tranquility in my heart again and again, forcing myself to calm down. Although there was always a hint of influence from Patel, I could not eliminate it.

I could only let myself numb and do everything well. Patel’s ears were sealed, his eyes were sealed, his nasal cavity was sealed, and finally his mouth… Looking at the protruding fangs, I knew that it was the most dangerous place, but it was a place that had to be sealed against any zombie, and I had no choice.

The blood-red glutinous rice seemed to be the last of the quantity calculated by Uncle Johnny. I looked at Uncle Johnny over there. He was already in a strange state, with his whole body beginning to glow a strange red, and then I could feel a flow of vitality flowing into the strange totem on his chest… Uncle Johnny’s expression was also very strange, very painful, but full of a kind of pain-filled serenity, pious… making you think he was doing the most important thing in his life.

I withdrew my gaze and stared at Patal’s sharp fangs for a long time, finally making up my mind. I trembled and reached out a hand, pinching Patal’s chin.

Surprisingly, I did not encounter any resistance. With just a gentle pinch, Patel’s mouth opened slightly, and I could see the protruding throat, that strand of pure black, terrifying corpse-devouring qi… I grabbed the last handful of blood-colored glutinous rice and began to slowly feed it to Patel’s mouth.

This glutinous rice is not just about putting it in Patel’s mouth, but I have to put my hand in and put it in his throat to block the corpse’s evil spirit and prevent it from rising and sucking the yang energy of humans! Because the throat is blocked, it can’t suck in…

Thinking this way, I squeezed Patel’s chin a little harder, and Patal’s mouth opened even wider. The corpse’s evil spirit was hovering in its mouth. When it was not raising the corpse, I was not worried that it would escape from Patal’s mouth. The corpse’s evil spirit was the natural gas that would be emitted when the corpse was raised… However, my cold sweat stayed on my forehead, and I still had to put my hand completely in.

Finally, my hand entered Patel’s mouth. At the moment of entry, my entire arm uncontrollably developed a rash of goosebumps. It felt like I had put my hand into the open mouth of a crocodile, which would close its mouth at any time and use its amazing biting power to crush my hand.

Unfortunately, I had to grope my way to the throat in Patel’s mouth and block the bloody glutinous rice there!

I can’t describe the coldness in Patel’s mouth, and it’s a sticky coldness, because there is some unknown liquid in his mouth, and there is also the feeling of the almost solid corpse’s aura surrounding my palm… I touched the position of his throat, and it seemed that something was blocking it, and I couldn’t put the glutinous rice in… I could only hold the glutinous rice in my hand, endure the nausea in my heart, stick out two fingers, pinch the lump, and forcibly pull it out of Patel’s throat!

From beginning to end, Patel behaved very docilely, allowing me to toss it around in its mouth, but the moment the mass was pulled out, it carried a strong stench of decay. I only glanced at it and couldn’t help but vomit… It was a mass of decaying heart. Because Patel was a vampire, its cold body had a certain preservation effect, so it had not completely turned to dust and remained in Patel’s throat.

And judging from the size of the heart, it was clearly half of a human heart… As for the other half!

I didn’t dare to imagine it any further. I suddenly had some enlightenment. I knew what the bloody marks on Patel’s hands were, and I knew what the black substance in his fingernails was. It must be human blood and flesh, right? I held the glutinous rice and began to grope around in the coffin like a madman.

The grayish-black, muddy liquid in the coffin was splashed everywhere by my hand. Finally, I made a hole under Patel’s body… a hole that wasn’t very big, only half the size of a fist! It was blocked by Patel’s body, so I didn’t notice it. In the dim underwater environment, we didn’t notice such a hole under the coffin in time… As soon as we got ashore, we immediately climbed up and dragged the coffin…

The water in the coffin was temporarily blocked from flowing out because Patel’s body blocked the hole.

After discovering the hole, I could no longer hold back and knelt down next to the coffin, vomiting until the last drop was clear, sour water.

Patel was even more terrifying than my master had predicted. It was not completely sealed! It was still a living vampire! The reason it had the strength to fight us after being sealed away for so many years was because it had been eating… eating people, eating their hearts, and absorbing the most precious drops of blood from their hearts!

I originally thought that it was only directing the fish to splash blood on its coffin and using a small amount of blood to nourish itself… This coffin did not completely seal it, and I have no idea how it used its own methods to carve a hole in the coffin.

If that was the case, the method I had prepared to prevent it from rising would be completely ineffective, and I would have to bet on myself…!

After calming myself down, I forced myself to suppress the churning in my stomach. With an indescribable rage, I once again faced the coffin filled with a stench of decay, then grabbed Patell’s chin and once again reached in with the sticky rice hand!

This time, my anger made me fearless, and I poked around in Patell’s mouth very directly… and then I felt his throat!

Just as I was about to lower the glutinous rice, I felt a strong sense of crisis. I had already prepared myself mentally, and in that instant, I suddenly used all my strength on the hand that was holding Patel’s chin… The strength was so great that my fingers turned a strange shade of blue from over exertion!

But the sound of teeth grinding was still heard, as the jaw was being squeezed and forced to close… At this moment, I realized how powerful Patel was. I was almost pressing its chin, but I still didn’t forget to shove the glutinous rice in my hand into its throat!