Chapter 145: Sealing (Part 2)

Patel, whose throat had been stuffed with glutinous rice, seemed to be in pain. I used the word “seemed” because I could no longer see or hear any signs of pain. By this point, all seven of its orifices had been sealed, and it was no longer visible from the outside. The power of the seal had stopped it from struggling, but its soul was far more powerful than that of an ordinary vampire. The pain it felt was so strong that it affected me, making me feel a little of it.

But I didn’t have time to worry about whether it was suffering or not, because I was also in an awkward situation. Its power was too great, and I was using all my strength, but gradually I couldn’t stop it. The hand I put into its mouth was stuck there, and now that I was forcibly pulling it out, I couldn’t guarantee that it wouldn’t get caught between my teeth or tear my gloves, and then my skin.

Being bitten by a zombie is definitely not a fun thing. Human teeth are slightly poisonous, not to mention zombie teeth. I have no doubt about the power of Patel’s corpse poison!

In a desperate situation, I could only yell, “Taobao! Come help me!”

Tao Bai has a strong yang energy, which should have a restraining effect on the zombie, but as long as it is a living person, it has vitality. The more contact there is, the more powerful Patel’s resurrection will be. Calling Tao Bai to help is already my last resort.

Hearing my shout, Tao Bai responded with a yell and almost ran over at a trot. Then I saw my hand stuck in Patel’s mouth. He was shocked and probably also startled by Patel’s appearance. He couldn’t help but say, “Brother Chengyi, it…”

“There’s no time to explain. Help me open its mouth first,” I shouted.

Tao Bai did not dare to be negligent either. He frowned, endured the disgusting smell in the coffin, and used his hand to pinch Patel’s lower jaw, while also pressing down on its chin, and began to forcefully open its mouth.

I sensitively noticed that the moment Tao Bai’s hand touched Patel, Patel seemed to be very resistant. At the same time, Tao Bai’s expression was also extremely ugly. I could also feel Tao Bai’s extreme resistance to Patel. This is the collision of the most positive and the most negative. In the end, it was Patel who benefited, once again in contact with the vitality of the living. I noticed that the color of its skin was even more intense. The dark brown skin, which was like dried blood, actually turned faintly red, and the body was able to struggle again.

“Chengyi, it…” Tao Bai was obviously a little scared. After all, in the face of a strange corpse, it still had signs of life. Even if no one could remain calm, even if they were prepared psychologically.

I gritted my teeth, and Tao Bai, who was very strong, finally managed to open Patel’s mouth a little with me. Now… I finally pulled my hand out of the coffin, but the glove on my hand hung on Patel’s teeth and was stuck in his mouth.

I was sweating all over, sitting next to the coffin and gasping for breath. Only then did I say to Tao Bai, “Although it hasn’t risen, it’s different from other zombies. Not rising is the state of ‘sleeping’. It’s alive, you know?”

Tao Bai’s face also became very ugly, only because Patel in the coffin had come into contact with the new living energy, and his whole body was trembling slightly. The corner of his mouth, which was stuffed with gloves, actually slightly curled upwards, very slightly, but it was really obvious, like a strange smile.

“Don’t look, you go first,” I whispered to Tao Bai. The longer Tao Bai stayed here, the more contact Patel had with his vitality, which was not a good thing.

Tao Bai looked at me worriedly, but in the end he went back with a pale face because of the distance. The people in the circle only knew that I was messing around at the coffin, and they didn’t know what I was doing specifically, but Tao Bai obviously told everyone when he went back. Everyone looked at me with worried eyes, and their faces also became ugly.

But I didn’t bother to pay attention to these things. I took out a pair of gloves and put them on, then picked up the talisman I had prepared in advance and continued to seal the corpse.

Unlike what you see on TV or in movies, the main purpose of sealing the corpse with talismans is to seal the mouth and nose of the corpse, not to paste it on the forehead or anything. In this case, like Patel, all seven orifices must be sealed. But as the first talisman fell, I discovered a heavy truth… these talismans simply could not seal Patel.

As soon as it touched Patel’s body, the runes on the talisman became dim, which meant that it had become an ineffective talisman.

I tried again and again, but there was no surprise every time. I looked at Patel’s still-shaking corpse in the coffin and knew that this trick was useless. I guess for this special kind of zombie, only the blood-colored glutinous rice specially prepared by Uncle Johnny would be effective. If it were a talisman, it would have to be of a higher level, but the talisman for sealing a zombie is a special kind. Not to mention a higher level, even a higher level is beyond my ability.

Sighing, I could only say that Patel had managed to seal his seven orifices, but I could do nothing else. Without the seal, the corpse would obviously be much more dangerous when it rose, but I could only bear it.

Thinking this way, I finally solemnly picked up the red rope on the ground. This bundle of red rope is different from the red rope I usually use. It is the red rope that my master used. Our Li family has experienced three generations, and all three generations have continued to worship this red rope. It is placed in front of the Three Pure Ones statue and buried in incense ash. It is also occasionally treated in a unique Taoist way, so it is a very powerful red rope that is not easily used, so as not to wear down its divinity. It is generally used with ordinary red rope.

Before, I planned to use this bundle of red rope to tie the most complicated soul-binding knot to lock Patel’s soul, and then seal the coffin that had been opened with ink thread. This way, I could stop Patel’s power when he rose from the dead and delay that moment. But after learning that Patel was a living corpse, I knew that this method was not feasible. I had to bet on myself to stop Patel.

I picked up the red rope and began to tie knots on Patel’s body, but I remembered distant past events, what happened in the Hungry Ghost Tomb, what Master and Uncle Hui encountered after we left… Master once said that he tied a special knot to connect him to the corpse that rose from the grave, and then used his own soul to suppress the corpse all the way out of the Hungry Ghost Tomb, exposing it to the sun.

The knot I am tying now is also a soul-binding knot, but the difference is that it is like leaving a ‘living buckle’, just like an entrance and exit, which can be connected to my spiritual power at any time. At a critical moment, when the soul-binding knot can no longer function, I will use my own spiritual power and my own yang energy to suppress Patel… This knot is much more complicated to tie, and it is also the first time I have tied such a knot, so I am fully absorbed in it.

At the same time, I was even more impressed by my master at that time. He was able to suppress the corpse for three days and two nights with just this one knot, and he brought it out of the hungry ghost tomb alive… But I only needed to suppress Pater for a moment.

I quickly tied the knot, and at this point I inevitably had to face Patel, keeping a very close distance… Every time I locked a soul orifice, the red rope that came back had to be tied to the opposite position on my own body. To some extent, Patel and I were connected by the red rope. In the next moment, if I couldn’t suppress it, my end would be similar to being scattered to the four winds.

The greater the power, the greater the responsibility. The master said that Taoists must uphold righteousness, and that a master must have a bottom line. This meant that I was destined to bear this responsibility.

I was so absorbed in my work that I forgot everything, including the fact that I was facing a terrifying corpse, the unpleasant smell of the coffin, and the danger I might face…

Tying knots is my master’s specialty, and I am relatively clumsy, but after more than half an hour, I was able to complete it. This was a superhuman feat, and I was completely unaware of it. When the final knot was tied around my chest, my sweat had already soaked my entire body in this coldness. This was actually a very mentally exhausting thing to do.

The length of the red rope was long enough to leave a distance of about two meters between me and Patel. After the entire knot was completed, only one final step was needed. A separate red rope was used to hang around the necks of both me and Patel, which meant that the yin and yang paths were connected, and the knot officially took effect.

At that time, the master directly tied the knot at the heart of him and the corpse, which was a simplified version of this knot. Because of the time pressure, I used the full version, which means that at a certain moment, my spiritual power, and even my soul, will fully and unreservedly suppress Patel.

Wiping the sweat on my face with my arm, I did not stop, but also went to do the last step… Instead, I picked up the ink thread and began to seal the coffin… After the coffin was sealed, I would connect the “Yin and Yang Road” and formally remove the remaining soul of my master from the seal, breaking the seal…

As time passed, the ink thread soon sealed the coffin in a special arrangement!

During this process, everyone silently watched me, picking up one thing after another and busying themselves around the coffin. After the event, Yue once described me as having never seen me so absorbed and busy. I guess in her impression, I was always busy with magic, and this kind of thing, which is similar to a “ritual,” was rarely done.

The last step, due to the busy and involved, my face again a layer of sweat, sweat from the tip of the nose roll down … into the coffin in the sewage, but I do not care to wipe, picked up a separate short red rope, began to tie a red rope around his neck, and then the other end tied to Patel’s neck …