The two of them walked over and found that the owner of the hat was a dried corpse buried in sand, Meng Zitao guessed that the original dried corpse might have been completely buried by the sand, and the previous sandstorm blew the sand away, otherwise it would not have been discovered by himself and Shu Ze.

The clothes of the dried corpse are relatively intact, and it should be a modern person to look at, and the annual precipitation in the Sahara Desert is only about 100 mm, and judging from the situation of the corpse, the time of death is not more than two years at most.

Why would a man die here aroused the curiosity of the two of them, and they had to search for it, and as a result, a parchment map was found on his body.

The map looks like it's been a long time, and there is a rough map on it, and this map can only know the general direction, not even the proportion, you know, the price of a map in the desert is the cost of life.

"So, the deceased was a treasure hunter?" asked Shu Ze after seeing the map.

Meng Zitao said: "Yes, and his dagger is an antique, it should be thousands of years old." ”

"What, thousands of years?" Shu Ze was very surprised: "Do foreigners also have weapons that are still cold and shining for thousands of years?"

Previously, the two of them found a dagger from the deceased, with delicate and intricate patterns carved on it, the handle was decorated with gold, and the round head was made of crystal, but the scabbard was made of cowhide, and it is estimated that the original scabbard had been lost. Moreover, the sword body of this dagger is as bright as yesterday, there is no rust at all, and the cold light is looming.

Meng Zitao said with a smile: "This is normal, and extraterrestrial meteorites will not just fall on our country." ”

Hearing that it was made of extraterrestrial meteorite, Shu Ze was no longer surprised, and said, "If this person enters the desert alone, there should be more than these things, right?"

"There may be a guide, but it's normal for him to go into the desert alone for secrecy. ”

Meng Zitao understood what Shu Ze meant: "You mean, there are still his things underground?"

"Yes, shall we dig it up?" asked Shu Ze.

Meng Zitao first checked with his ability, and found the target more than two meters below the ground not far away, and then agreed to Shu Ze's proposal.

The sand is easier to dig, and with the "humanoid machine" of Meng Zitao, it quickly dug into the place. There were two dried camels, as well as camping tools left behind by the deceased.

In addition, Mencius also found some information from it, which either recorded the life of Hatshepsu or investigated Hatshepsu.

Seeing this, how could Mencius not understand that the deceased actually came for the treasure left by Hatshepsu.

In fact, this is not a coincidence, they are already not far from their destination, and it is normal to meet a deceased person who also came to hunt for treasure here.

"Where do you say we are on the map now?" said Shuzer, studying the map.

Meng Zitao spread his hands: "I don't know, we can only try our luck next, if we can't do it, let's wait for rescue here." ”

Although they now have positioning instruments, the map is too rough to locate according to the map, so they can only take one step at a time.

In the evening, the two found nothing, so they found a place to set up camp. As they were about to pitch their tents, they suddenly heard the sound of a car, and then they saw a convoy of five desert buggies, carrying billowing sand and dust, coming towards them.

Seeing this, the two immediately became vigilant, took out the firearms they had confiscated before, and if the other party made the slightest move, they would shoot.

The car came to a halt some distance from them, and a man stepped out of the car.

Meng Zitao looked from a distance and found that this person was somewhat similar to Schmidt, and it was likely that he was in the same group as Schmidt.

"Mr. Meng, please don't get me wrong, I have no malicious intentions!" The man raised his hand and took the lead in speaking: "Can I come over now, let's talk about cooperation." ”

"Who are you?" Meng Zitao asked loudly.

"My name is Smith, and the person you met earlier was actually my great-grandfather. The man said.

"Grandpa, how is this possible!" Shu Ze was shocked.

In contrast, Meng Zitao's expression did not change much, because he had previously felt that Schmidt's age was not young, but he did not expect it to be exaggerated to this extent.

"How do you prove it?"

"Mr. Meng, how do you ask me to prove this?" Smith said, "I'm willing to come alone, Mr. Meng won't be afraid of me, right?"

Meng Zitao said, "Come here." ”

Smith walked up to Mencius and raised his hand, indicating that he had no ill intentions.

Meng Zitao said: "If you want to show sincerity, should you explain your great-grandfather's situation more clearly?"

Smith nodded: "Of course there is no problem, in fact, my great-grandfather was born in the last years of the Qing Dynasty, and the reason why he looks like he is only in his thirties is because he has a prescription in his hand, and the medicine made from the prescription can prolong life and maintain the appearance of the user." ”

"There is an old saying in Huaxia, medicine is three parts poison, and the prescription that my great-grandfather got is the same, at first the effect is very good, you can go without taking medicine for a long time, but gradually the interval between taking medicine begins to shorten, the dosage of medicine also begins to increase, and people begin to age slowly. By now, the medicine was useless to him, and it was because of this that he was in a hurry to find everything about Hatshepsu. ”

"In other words, the prescription has something to do with Hatshepsu?"

"It is said that Hatshepsu prayed to the gods, and the gods gave her a favor. ”

Meng Zitao changed the question: "I'm curious, why can't you get along with your great-grandfather?"

"Old and not dead as a thief, not to mention that he is still a demon, in order to be able to live forever, my brother and brother were killed by him, so I want him to go to hell!" Smith's eyes were full of anger.

Mencius believed Smith's reasoning, and then asked, "The previous murder was also caused by your people?"

Smith graciously admitted.

Meng Zitao asked a few more questions, and Smith answered them one by one.

"Okay, let's talk about cooperation next, what do you want us to do?" Meng Zitao asked.

"I want the scepter and the golden mask in your hand. In return, I am willing to provide Mr. Shu with an antidote, and I can give you a quarter of the treasure of Hatshepsu. ”

"Is it only a quarter?" said Meng Zitao, looking dissatisfied.

Smith smiled: "Mr. Meng, a quarter is already a lot, and this is already my bottom line, if you don't want to, then let's not talk about it." As for Mr. Shu's antidote, I can only ask my great-grandfather for it. But I warn you that it's not alive yet, it's an unknown thing. ”

Meng Zitao didn't want to reveal that Shu Ze's poison had been cured for the time being, so he pretended to be silent for a moment and said, "Okay, I agree." ”

Smith laughed, stretched out his hand, and said, "Happy cooperation." ”

Meng Zitao high-fived him to show cooperation.

Smith couldn't wait to say, "Let's go now." ”

"Now?" Meng Zitao was a little puzzled: "It's too late, right?"

Smith explained: "The destination is only two kilometers away from us, and I think we will get there first, what do you think?"

"Let's go...... then"

Meng Zitao and Shu Ze packed their luggage, got into the off-road vehicle and set off, but after a while, the vehicle stopped one after another.

Mencius noticed that not far in front of the car, there were several camels, as well as Schmidt's men and guides.

When they saw the buggy, they all looked surprised, and then Schmidt's men pulled out their guns and began shooting.

In this way, a sudden clash began, but the other side was obviously much less firepower, and soon there was no gunfire on the other side, leaving only a few dead camels, and even the guide disappeared.

Meng Zitao felt strange, and after the car drove over, he found that there was a tunnel leading to the underground, and those people should have gone to the tunnel to take refuge just now.

Smith frowned and pondered for a moment, then said to the men next to him, "Throw a smoke bomb inside." ”

"Yes!"

Several people threw five or six smoke bombs, and even the entrance to the cave was covered in smoke, but not a single sound came from the ground.

"Looks like there's a lot of space down there!" Smith pointed to one of his men on the left, "When the smoke stops, you can go down and have a look." ”

The men who had been pushed out by Smith were a little nervous at first, but in a few moments, he was back to normal, put on his equipment, and when the smoke stopped, he headed inside.

Moments later, the man sent a message that the underground was safe. Smith pushed a few more of his men into the tunnel, and after a while, someone came up to deliver the news that they were blocked by a stone door, and that there was no trace of them just now, as if they had disappeared into thin air.

This situation is very strange to everyone, unless the other party escaped from the stone gate, but the messenger said that the stone gate was not activated at all.

This time it was Smith's turn to feel strange, so after he asked Mencius for his opinion, everyone entered the tunnel together.

At the end of the tunnel, there is a stone gate, the stone gate is very huge, like a boulder in front of everyone, but the boulder is treated, it is difficult for everyone to imagine, how to deal with such a large stone in ancient times.

In addition, there are indeed no footprints in front of the stone gate, and there is no trace of the stone gate being opened recently.

Everyone looked around and found no other passages here.

"Hell!" many people have complained like this, which is normal, just exchanged fire with themselves, and now they don't know where they went, it's really strange enough.

"Mr. Meng, you are an expert in cultural relics, how do you think you can crack this door?" Smith asked politely.

Meng Zitao shook his head: "I am only interested in Chinese cultural relics, and this stone gate is not in this ranks." ”

"You can try. ”

"It's okay to try, but if it doesn't work, don't blame me......"