"Hmmm......"

The pharaoh of Egypt replied softly, still sitting motionless in his chair, making it impossible to see what was going on in his head.

Qin Zhanfeng changed his posture, supported his chin with his hands, tilted his head, and looked at him with curious eyes, "Well, I'm also curious about you, you must know that even if I have the most gossip here, I know very little about you." ”

Su Cheng's thoughts at this time were similar to Qin Zhanfeng's, because she had an organization in the prison, she often collected all kinds of news, so in front of Ye Fan, she could tell all kinds of news in the prison like a few treasures.

But neither Qin Zhanfeng nor Su Cheng knew much about the Egyptian pharaohs.

You know, even the Grim Reaper, who is also very mysterious, knows a lot of things from them, such as the past, because he was defeated by a super strong man with Zeus, and was captured, and for example, the ability to predict, even the weaknesses are clear.

But to the Egyptian pharaoh, nothing can be found!

Just as the Egyptian pharaoh was about to open his mouth to tell about himself, the alchemist sitting on Ye Fan's left hand suddenly interrupted him, and said quite worriedly, "Your voice is not good, so don't talk too much, it's better to write down what you are going to say on paper, and I will read it out so that everyone can hear it." ”

The Pharaoh of Egypt turned his head with great difficulty, and the whole bone gurgled and sounded terrible, like the sound of a bone being completely broken.

Although this person's entire body was wrapped in a white cloth, even his face and eyes, Ye Fan still felt very subtly that the meaning of the Egyptian pharaoh's inquiry in his actions should be to ask, whether the alchemist's proposal was okay.

"No comment. ”

Ye Fan waved his hand, and listened to the hoarse energy of the Egyptian pharaoh, refusing to say a few more words, and completely using the appearance of the air voice, he knew that this guy's voice was not good, so if he didn't say it, he wouldn't say it!

Anyway, the alchemist also said that he would read the contents of the paper, and he was supposed to write down the words on the paper, otherwise there would be no way to be sure that this guy was telling the truth.

There are too many guys who want to exploit loopholes in this kind of thing.

After everyone had agreed, the maid handed over the pen and paper.

I saw that the Pharaoh of Egypt was slow, giggling and turning his head, still sitting motionless in his chair, because no one knew what he was like now, because he didn't even show it.

The pen placed next to the paper, as if controlled by an invisible force, suddenly stood on the table, the cap of the pen was opened, and the words were written smoothly on the white paper.

Ye Fan raised his eyes and glanced at it, and found that it was still written in words that he couldn't understand, according to his speculation, it should be ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs, well, no wonder the alchemist helped read it.

Presumably, no one present could understand what the Egyptian pharaoh had written, except for the alchemists.

The alchemist seemed to notice Ye Fan's eyes, and said explainingly, "He learned his Chinese here, and he hasn't learned how to write words yet." ”

It seems that this is normal, the prisoners in the heavenly prison may have been arrested from various places in the south and north of the world, although Ye Fan did not understand very well, how a person who even studied Chinese in the heavenly prison middle school committed a crime that was enough to be imprisoned here.

However, it is normal to learn a language in a prison without learning how to write.

After the pen had written a few lines smoothly, the alchemist spoke slowly, "He said that he was born in the fourteenth century, and was originally a child of an ordinary family, when the Black Death broke out, and he also contracted the Black Death, and when he was treated by the doctor, he discovered that there was a warlock hidden in it......"

The alchemist's voice spoke slowly.

He himself couldn't remember the real name of the Egyptian pharaoh, and no one had called him by his name for a long time anyway, so gradually he himself forgot his name.

The fourteenth century was a period of the Black Death, and it was very bad that he was also infected with the Black Death, a highly contagious plague, and was identified and isolated by a doctor wearing a black crow mask.

But the fact that he has survived until now shows that his experience itself is very extraordinary.

At that time, doctors would wear isolation gowns, and in order to avoid being released from the patient, they would wear crow masks, which would also make it easier for others to identify.

So in fact, at that time, he didn't see the face of a doctor, but he knew very well that there was a warlock hidden among the doctors, and he wanted to say why.

When night falls, the earth is covered in darkness, and the dying sick are always in revolt, probably out of fear of death, of darkness, of cold, of hunger.

But he knew very well that it was all because of the arrival of the warlock.

For the warlocks who are good at sinister spells, the Middle Ages is really a heavenly age, they can use human life and human corpses to exercise their spells, and in this environment, this group of warlocks is also becoming more and more powerful.

It is precisely because of the rampant and undisguised actions of the warlocks that people also hunt the warlocks, but with their ignorance, they can only tie innocent children and women to the stake and burn them alive.

It is precisely this gloomy era, as if you will never see the sun, that many opportunities have arisen.

One of them was shown in front of the Egyptian pharaoh, who, perhaps by instinct or by luck, identified the sorcerer.

Although at that time, he also did not think that a warlock would have any sympathy and would save an innocent sick child because of pity, but a dying man could give up everything.

So, he became a test subject for the warlock, and what the warlock wanted to experiment with was something full of mystery that all kinds of warlocks have been pursuing throughout the ages - immortality.

In ancient China, Qin Shi Huang sent Xu Fu to the east to find the elixir of immortality, and then there were countless Taoists, monks, and cultivators who found another way to seek immortality. Even in foreign countries, there are countless legends of all kinds.

For everyone here, the most famous are the vampires who are undead creatures, and the philosopher's stone that alchemists can refine.

It is also the Red Lady and the Alchemist, one of whom has successfully become immortal, and as for immortality, there has been time to witness.

As for the latter, there is simply too much that an alchemist can do.

(End of chapter)