In Cairo, the capital of Egypt in 1926, He Shan came to the world of mummies, and the wind and sand flying with the wind forced him to wrap his body tightly to prevent the wind and sand from turning into his hair and facial features.

He just wanted to get two magic books, the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" and the "Black Sutra of the Dead" to see if he could tattoo it into his body like the magic wand of the White Witch and become one of his powers, mending his "world!" ”

Because He Shan found that monsters with powerful powers could improve his "small world", since absorbing the magic wand of the White Witch, sprouting plants began to appear in the barren land of the "world", if he hadn't been told by his men in the castle, he wouldn't even know about it.

The first thing he did when he arrived in Cairo, Ho Shan sneaked into Cairo Prison, found O'Connor, who was still on death row, and got the key and map he got in the City of the Dead.

He Shan didn't want to buy O'Connor, because a large number of people would only ruin his own affairs and increase unnecessary trouble, and it was better for fewer people to know about finding the City of the Dead.

With the map in hand, he searched the sky above the lower reaches of the Nile, and He Shan spent half a day finding the city of Hamnata, the city of the dead, 40 kilometers east along the eastern bank of the Nile.

In order to alarm the grave keepers who were responsible for guarding the city of the dead, he waited until the moon was dark and the wind was high before acting.

"Hey, a dignified man, I didn't expect to be the captain of the gold school and do the work of digging people's ancestral graves!"

Inside the City of the Dead, He Shan groped for a long time in the underground, first found the "Black Sutra of the Dead" in the stone statue of the god of death, and then found the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" in the statue of the sun god, and as for the ashes of Immorton and Ansunam, he threw them into the fire.

Of course, the treasure of the pharaoh was also not let go, and everyone was polite when they came, and the amount of treasure was quite considerable.

"Scarab, interesting!" On the stone wall in front of the entrance to the Pharaoh's treasure, a scarab that looked like a scarab was sleeping, and He Shan carefully touched it with his thumb and forefinger to clamp its back and abdomen, harassed it to wake up, and fed it with beef.

Looking at the scarab beetle with its teeth and claws, it quickly gnawed a large piece of beef, and planned to take it with it. The scarab beetle is so powerful that it is equivalent to a piranha in the desert.

"Less is less, but it's enough."

After that, there were dozens of large and small ones on the stone wall, and they were all stored in sealed iron boxes. With the exception of the couple Immorton and Ansunam, everything that is valuable in the City of the Dead has been swept away.

"That's it, call it a day!" He Shan was afraid of the sand on his hands, and after scraping the City of the Dead, he used his ability to bury the entire City of the Dead deep underground, so that people with a heart couldn't dig anything if they wanted to.

"Bang!"

But as soon as he looked up at the moon in the sky, the sound of gunfire rang out in his ears, and when he turned around, he found that he had been surrounded by grave keepers wearing black clothes and riding horses.

"What have you done, and where have you gotten the City of the Dead?" Eddie, the grave keeper at the head, lifted the veil and threw a black donkey's hoof at He Shan's feet, questioning.

…… If you are caught as a thief, what else can you say. He Shan was glad that he also had a mask tied to his face to prevent the wind and sand from blowing into his ears and nose, otherwise he would really have no face to see. You can't beat it, but whoever lets yourself lose, others are soldiers, and they are thieves.

The only way,...... It's just to turn around and run.

"Catch him, but don't shoot the gun, stay alive!" Eddie, the leader, commanded with a wave of his hand.

After stealing the treasure and killing the mouth, it seems a bit excessive. But don't get too pushy. He Shan's head has a black line, it was really found by you, I will cut myself!

……

After returning to Cairo, Ho Shan went to visit the antiquities museum where the heroine Evelyn worked, where he wanted to learn the ancient Egyptian language from her, after all, he couldn't pronounce a single word of the spells in the two magic books, and could only faintly sense their energy fluctuations.

As an archaeologist of ancient Egypt, Evelyn was glad that someone had come to her to learn the language of ancient Egypt, so she agreed to teach Ho Shan on the spot without much thought.

In addition, he donated a sum of money to the director of the museum to dredge up the museum, so that he could be allowed to live in the museum.

The curator happily accepted Ho Shan's donation and agreed to let him stay, because he was also one of the grave keepers of the City of the Dead, and the news of the disappearance of the City of the Dead soon reached his ears, and he needed to go and investigate.

After leaving, Evelyn was left alone in the museum, and the curator was not at ease to hand over his life's work to a person he was not worried about, and He Shan's appearance could just make up for this.

Ancient Egyptian languages were all hieroglyphs, and it was easy to grasp the meaning of each figure as long as you memorized the meaning it represented. With a strong memory, He Shan is still very easy to learn, but the pronunciation is a little unreliable, and he often mispronounces the sound.

"Can Evelyn tell me why you're alive until now?" He Shan is in the museum's library every day, and the last thing he wants to see is that Evelyn has made a mess of the entire library, and she has to help tidy it up, and she can't use magic to restore the situation.

"This, this, these are accidents, I just want to put the book back!" Evelyn nervously took the book in her hand and explained innocently, as if it wasn't her who had just overturned the bookshelf.

"You're glad someone invented the light bulb, and he made the world one less arsonist!" He Shan set up the bookshelf with a black face. This girl has a very smart head, but she has a big nerve and a slow response in her personality.

Evelyn, who was confused by He Shan's words, asked inexplicably, "Are you talking about Edison?" Why thank Edison for his invention, I admit that he was great, but what does this have to do with arsonists?

You, are you sarcastic about me, they all say that you can't blame me for this, I just want to put back the book I slept and read last night, the bookshelf must have been eroded by termites, so it caused the tripod to be unstable, this thing is very simple Leverage theorem, you ......"

He Shanben didn't want to hit Evelyn too much, there was no light bulb, you took a candle to light it, and if you didn't burn down the museum with a fire, then the curator would have to send you to prison for the rest of your life, but who knew that Evelyn didn't know where the detour was going while she was talking, and she chased herself all the way to explain!

"You go to rest and have a meal or something, it's best to come back in the evening, I'll take care of it here." Supporting Evelyn, He Shan wants to use magic to restore, so that his learning progress can be completed well.

There's a reason this museum doesn't have staff! No one wants to do a job that helps people wipe their butts every day, no wonder the curator was so bold as he promised, it turns out that he is the stupidest one.

"Oh, thank you, thank you so much! I just happened to have dinner with my brother! After Evelyn finished speaking, she happily kissed He Shan on the face and ran away happily.

While He Shan stayed in the museum every day to study the ancient Egyptian language seriously, he did not miss the local ethnic culture, and the two magic books seemed to be widely implicated in the mythological gods of ancient Egypt, which is worth in-depth understanding.

"He Shan, He Shan, if something is wrong, you must help me!" Evelyn rushed into the library, but she didn't control her strength and fell to the ground with a sudden thud.

The person was fine, and he jumped up all of a sudden, and the bookshelf next to him was not so unlucky, and it was swayed back and forth by her mutilation.

In this case, ordinary people will quickly hold the bookshelf steady as soon as possible, but Evelyn is different, her body is stupidly swaying back and forth with the bookshelf in place.

When the brain circuits determined what was going to happen next, Evelyn reached out to hold the bookshelf.

But the action is like pushing, more than supporting!

"Stop, I'll come!" He Shan stopped the tragedy from happening again in time, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold the bookshelf.

After just a few months with Evelyn, He Shan sympathized with the curator's experience over the years, and also admired his patience beyond ordinary people.

Taking a deep breath, He Shan tried not to let himself get angry, "Don't run in the museum in the future."

"Oh." Evelyn replied stunned.

Seeing that the big foolish girl had just stepped over the matter just now, He Shanjiao reminded the green tendons on his neck: "Don't you have something to ask me to help you?" ”

Evelyn reacted at this time, crying for help: "What? Oh...... It's Jonathan who has an accident and has been arrested and put in jail for stealing, you can help me. ”

"Your brother deserves it, he wanted to steal my wallet when they first met, and he was caught and locked up for a while, and it was a good thing to go to his bad morals." People who dare to steal their own things, He Shan directly and ruthlessly chooses to see death or not.

"No, you can't do that, we're friends."

"I don't have any friends."

"Then I'll be your friend!"

"It's even more unlikely!"

Ho Shan's answer caused Evelyn to collapse to the ground, and then wailed, "Jonathan said that if he can't get the money to ransom him, the warden will hang him!" ”

Jonathan said? Then let him die. He Shan understood what was going on at once, and it was estimated that Jonathan planned to use his sister to take advantage of himself by the way.

For the bastard who came to spend money with his sister at the end of three days, He Shan really couldn't think of any reason to convince him to help.

"Wow~ Woo woo!" Seeing that Ho Shan was not ready to help herself, Evelyn rushed to the library and cried like a child.

It was useless to cry, He Shan still wanted to be fine, and continued to learn ancient Egyptian characters on the desk.

Evelyn is stupid, but it doesn't mean stupid, seeing that He Shan is still indifferent, she leaned over, picked up the pen on the table and threatened: "If you don't help me, I won't teach you ancient Egyptian characters anymore!" ”

He Shan didn't care and said: "If you don't teach, I'll go to the curator, at least he won't cry and make trouble in front of me." ”

If you want to blackmail me, it's impossible! Ho Shan snatched Evelyn's fountain pen.

Just when he thought he had won, Evelyn said confidently: "The curator will not teach people easily, and even if he does, he will not teach all the knowledge to a foreigner!"

I'm different, relying on a little bit of the curator's teaching, I am self-taught, and I can easily translate the words on the stone slabs unearthed in the ruins, such a skill, the curator doesn't have it, and he has to keep reading the information and spend a lot of time verifying it to be sure. ”

Evelyn patted Ho Shan on the shoulder, "You're thinking about it." ”

Click! The fountain pen was directly broken by He Shan, gritted his teeth and asked, "How much does it cost!" ”