A few black off-road vehicles jolt through the desolate semi-desert land to an unknown meeting place on the Egyptian-Sudanese border.

"Don't worry, the people you invite are very reliable."

In the middle car, Paul Smith was speaking to George Edwin and Herry Fortner, both of whom were haggard, especially Edwin, who had barely seen him for a few days, his cheeks sunken and his tired eyes full of strange looks.

After so many years of working together, Smith has never seen Edwin like this.

"Those sellers are just small characters." Smith added, "When they take that money, they should immediately pull up a group of people to prevent us from eating black." But they don't dare to make too big moves, because it's not us who should be afraid, it's the big gangs here. ”

"Paul, I'm not worried about this." Fortner shrugged and said, he had been involved in bigger deals before, and although every transaction was risky, he really wasn't worried about that, he didn't think Edwin was either, Edwin was completely fascinated by those fragments......

They have made a lot of speculations about the holy texts in the past two days, but they have only made the fog wider.

Since yesterday, Fortner has stopped, telling Edwin that he has seen the other artifacts first, as well as the mummies that the seller said, and that he will get more clues before making inferences.

Because it's just such a broken bowl of water and a line of holy writing, there is really no conclusive conclusion.

But...... That's just one of the reasons, Fortner could feel that he had to pull out, he had to cool down, or he might get lost in it.

"I don't think you look good." Smith joked, "Watch out for the women here, watch out for AIDS, that damn thing." ”

Fortner still had the heart to squeeze out a smile to deal with it, but Edwin didn't seem to hear the conversation between them, immersed in his own spiritual world.

It was still morning, and the sun had not yet become fierce, but the semi-desert had been enveloped in a scorching steam, making the wind and sand like roasted blades, and the lonely trees and weeds on the ground seemed to be on the verge of death.

The SUV convoy gradually moved away from the nearby cities and towns, not to mention the human population, not even a single wild dog.

It wasn't until the convoy was about to arrive at the meeting place that I saw several tents set up in the desert in front of me, some vehicles parked around the tents, some guards standing guard and patrolling, and those tall men with guns and weapons hanging on their bodies, all with bad faces.

The vehicle stopped some way from the camp, and Paul Smith got out of the car to negotiate with Elding, who had come with the people, before the convoy was able to pass and stop at the edge of the camp. Then, Fortner and Edwin got out of the car, grabbed their tools, and walked into the camp with a team of bodyguards.

"Did you bring everything?" Edwin asked as soon as he saw Eldin, his tone like that of a man who had been thirsting for water for a long time.

"Mr. Edwin, come with me, it's all inside." Erding nodded, feeling more confident than before, after all, there was a large group of subordinates around him.

Edwin hurried over to the main tent that Elding had signaled, and Fortner and Smith had to take a big stride to follow.

When they entered the tent, they saw the other two sellers of the day, Bishl and Ella, and more heavily armed guards. The tent was quite spacious, with a long table in the middle, covered with a white cloth, and three rectangular outlines, which appeared to be three coffins, were faintly revealed behind the large nylon cloth.

A coffin with a mummy?

As soon as Fortuna looked at the silhouettes, his heart could not help but be excited; Not to mention Edwin, who almost pounced, but was stopped by Byshl who came forward.

"Mr. Edwin, don't worry." In addition to being more confident, Baishl is also a little more domineering, "We have a lot of other good things." ”

And Ella's bulge was even heavier, with an automatic rifle and several rounds of bullet belts hanging on her body, "You have brought the money well, we will give you things, you give us money, this is the case today, if you do anything crooked, be careful that you can't go back." ”

"Don't talk nonsense with me!" Edwin suddenly burst out, completely devoid of his usual gentleness, and the blue tendons on his pale and emaciated old face protruded, "The money will be given to you, it will be given, but you don't understand the current situation, it's not that simple...... These things, when it comes to secrets, I can feel it, secrets ......."

Byshel and Ella were stunned, the old man was like a drug addiction, and the two looked at each other, does that mean that things are more valuable?

"By Edwin I mean the secret of history." Paul Smith immediately said, "For those who love archaeology, that's what makes artifacts truly priceless." ”

"If you have any good things, take them out." Fortner also said, "As long as we like it, the price is negotiable." ”

He didn't know if this old friend had realized that he was going to be in such a state of mind a few days ago, so he called him in Lundy for help.

But now he thinks that when this deal is over, it seems that it will not be as simple as just getting some sleep, this old friend is under too much pressure to achieve something of Champollion's level, and he is about to break down, maybe he needs to take a break to adjust his mood, or even see a psychiatrist.

However, at this time, Fortner watched as Baishl walked to the rectangular table, and lifted the white cloth that covered the table, revealing the artifacts on the table.

His eyes suddenly opened, and his heart tugged......

He was not surprised that there were some jars and jars of pottery on the long table, for a grave would have these containers if there were water bowls.

What caught his eye was an animal pottery statue placed in the middle of the table, a ram's head, a lion body, and in a trance just now, he seemed to see the two curved ram horns turning, like a whirlpool, turning thousands of years of history, turning countless secrets.

Edwin had already walked up quickly, and the expression on his face became more strange, and he was also looking at the clay statue of the animal, and his mouth was muttering a voice that others could not hear or understand, mixed with English: "The sun god with the head of a ram...... Here, the Nubian region...... Nile...... Kush ......"

Others may not hear anything, but Fortner's mind flutters as he listens to the words, and other knowledge and ideas pour out.

Could it be that his previous interpretation of the sacred text was simply in the wrong direction...... The rebellion did not take place during the Djoser period, but during the New Kingdom......

That water bowl, this tomb, is it a product of the New Kingdom period at all?

For some reason, as Fortner walked towards the animal statue, his heart fluttered a little, as Edwin said, with inexplicable fear.

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