Chapter 8: The Cat-Faced Old Lady

The bald head seemed to be unprepared, and took a big step back to hit the two British tourists next to him, and the three of them fell to the ground and fell to the ground on all fours. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

His reaction also startled me, and I was stunned for a few seconds and turned my head to look at Leng Qi: "My eyes ...... What's wrong? ā€

Leng Qi stared at me carefully, and then shook his head slightly: "It's okay, everything is normal." ā€

At the same time, the bald head also got up again, and looked left and right in front of me for a long time, and a touch of surprise appeared on his face: "Huh? What's the situation, is it...... Did I read it wrong? ā€

The two British tourists were a couple in their twenties, and their bodies were very thin compared to their bald heads, especially the woman who was hit not lightly, as if she had touched her lower abdomen, and squatted for a long time holding her stomach, and tears of pain flowed out.

The bald head looked embarrassed, and hurriedly walked over to help the two of them up, muttering over and over again: "sorry, sotty, Iamverysorry......"

Although I was a little dissatisfied, the two of them were reasonable and didn't make it too difficult for us, and turned around and left after saying something like 'pay attention next time'.

After this little episode, when I turned my head again to look at the old Egyptian lady, I was surprised to find that she was hovering in the air with her knees crossed, without the aid of crutches, without the help of a robe, and the four green-skinned children under her were gone, along with the black-haired fox who had been lying next to the plank!

The old Egyptian lady remained suspended in the air for a long time, about fifteen minutes, as if to prove to the onlookers that there was no mechanism in it.

Fifteen minutes later, her body trembled slightly, and then she slowly fell back to the ground, put on her robe, picked up her crutches, and walked past the onlookers with a very worn bronze disc.

When she walked up to us, I gently put the prepared Eppon on the plate and smiled politely at her. Seeing this, the old lady also raised her head slightly and smiled at me.

I got closer, and looking at the smile that appeared on the wrinkled face, I don't know if it was an illusion, but I suddenly realized that it looked like a cat face! The smile is eerie and makes people feel chills down their spines!

After turning around, a small mountain had been stacked in the originally empty bronze disc, and I seemed to be the only one who gave the most, which was converted into about 100 yuan.

The old lady finally nodded her gratitude to the group, then picked up her things and got up to leave.

As she passed me, she suddenly stopped, stared at me for a few seconds, and whispered, "Gudumi, Katachi!" Then he took out a ten-angstromp note from the plate in his hand and stuffed it into my hand, and disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye.

I froze the whole time, because I didn't know what she was saying or what she wanted to do. It wasn't until she disappeared into the crowd that she reacted and looked at her bald head: "'Gudumi, Katachi', and what do you mean by these ten Ao Bang?" ā€

The bald head grinned seriously: "That old lady has taken a fancy to you, and the meaning of that sentence should be 'see you in the second half of the night'." One angstrom list is equivalent to three yuan a piece, and ten angstroms is thirteen yuan. Lao Zhang, you're a little too worthless, hahaha......"

Thinking back to the old lady's terrifying cat face, I didn't have the heart to joke, so I greeted Bones and Leng Qi, turned around and walked towards the hotel.

On the way back, I remembered to ask the bald head what he had just seen, and the reaction was so violent.

The bald head also said: "I may have been dazzled just now, but when I turned my head, I saw that your two eyes were green, like two small turquoise lanterns!" This is in the city, if it is in the wild, the bald man guarantees that raising his hand is a shot. ā€

"Teal?" Hearing him talk about this color, I subconsciously glanced at the bones. Bones also swallowed hard: "Lao Zhang, why don't you ...... After returning to China, you should go to a big hospital for another examination, maybe your eyes are not good, and there are some sequelae. ā€

I took a deep breath and didn't speak, nodding slightly in agreement.

When I got back to the hotel and got the computer, I first typed out a few Arabic words on the wooden board next to the old Egyptian lady from my memory, and after pressing the translation button, the result was not 'magician', but 'spiritualist'!

Although I didn't understand what these three words meant, I was really startled and asked out loud, "Bald, do you know what 'Listening to the Soul Master' is?" ā€

The bald head was taking a bath in the bathroom, and when he heard the sound, he poked out a big head with foam and shouted in his throat: "'Listening to the spirit master' is the official word, to put it bluntly, it is 'great immortal', and in other words, it is 'fortune telling', just a bunch of charlatans." Old bones, come over and rub the bald man's back......"

I answered, and then continued to inquire about the meaning of the phrase 'Gudumi, Katachi'. However, because this is an Arabic pronunciation and there is no text, there is no way to find it, and if you want to know the specific meaning, you can only find a translator who knows both Chinese and tells him.

Thinking back to the Mongolian burial chamber, the black-haired fox, Uncle Liu and the cat-faced old lady, and my occasional green eyes. I turned off my computer and lay down on the bed, with a long sigh, there were so many strange things that had happened in the beginning, and I didn't know what else would happen next......

With these questions and the fatigue of the day, I slowly closed my eyes, and I could faintly hear bones and bald heads flirting in the bathroom......

"Left shoulder, hard, hard!"

"Try it harder, what's the matter if you haven't eaten at night!"

"! You tap!! ā€¦ā€¦ā€

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The next morning, we found the museum according to the address on the note.

It is an official museum in collaboration with the local archaeological authority, and the artifacts excavated from the pyramids are identified and placed here for visitors to see. A small number of extremely valuable artifacts are sealed and locked in safes.

The museum is not very large, but it is gorgeous, and standing at the door gives people a sense of golden splendor.

We were greeted by a young Egyptian man, in his twenties, wearing a clean dark blue suit and his name was 'Endi'.

Explaining the meaning of the intention, and showing the photo of the crystal shard, Endi immediately nodded, led us straight into a hall, pointed to one of the glass display cases, and raised his hand to make a 'please' motion.

When he got closer, there were more than 30 objects, large and small, in the glass counter he was pointing to. Most of them are fragments of antiquities, broken daggers, incomplete amber and other artifacts.

Among these defective products, the boxy transparent crystal lies very inconspicuously in the corner of the glass case, with some black and red rust on it.

Leng Qi spoke to Endi while interpreting in Chinese, Endi seemed to receive tourists often, so the narration was very clear, and the origin and history of these cultural relics were all explained in one breath.

From his introduction, we learn that all the items in this exhibition hall were found two months ago in a pyramid called 'Okara'. It dates back 1,500 years and is of great archaeological value.

'Okara' means 'wind-blown sand' in Arabic, hence the name given to the pyramid that was uncovered after a sandstorm.

However, Endi said that the cultural relics we see now are only a drop in the bucket of the pyramid, and more of them have been protected by the local archaeological bureau and locked in safes. Now Okara is an empty tower, empty except for a few large sculptures that cannot be taken away.

It is worth mentioning that although the archaeologists searched the pyramid so cleanly, they never found the coffin and the mummy, that is, the owner of the pyramid. This is also something that makes all experts unbelievable, and it can only be guessed that the pharaoh who built this pyramid died unexpectedly, so he was not buried in the tower.

After telling the story of the Pyramid of Ocala, our visit ended with us and we were escorted out of the museum.

Sitting outside the museum, we began to discuss our next steps. The main purpose of the trip was the crystal shards, which were now close at hand, but could not be taken with us in any way with a diplomatic interview certificate in our possession.

Now there are no conditions for going through other related procedures, so if you want to get this crystal fragment in your hands, you can only use other thoughts.

The bald head looked up and stared at the museum for a long time, and his facial features were wrinkled: "Although this barren place is not big, there are cameras everywhere, and those exhibition cabinets are equipped with real-time alarms." If you want to take it and run, I'm afraid it's not that easy......"

Bones also widened their eyes: "Take it and run, it's illegal, right?" My father said that you can't do anything that violates the law......"

I also nodded: "The bones are right, we really can't do things that are clearly illegal, otherwise it will be a problem for us to even return to China." It's best to have the best of both worlds, where you can get your hands on the crystal shards without being discovered by the museum. ā€

Leng Qi didn't have a good way, the four of them had to return to the hotel temporarily, and in the long run, anyway, the crystal fragments were placed in the museum, and we couldn't take them, and neither could others.

Soon three days passed, and I called Wang Fatzi several times in the hope that he would think of a way, but I never got a reply.

Leng Qi also used the thinking of special forces to make many assumptions, although they were all established, but if you want to enter the museum unknowingly and steal the crystal fragments, you need many high-tech precision instruments. These are all for the exclusive use of international special forces, and we can't buy them even if we have money.

At noon on the fourth day, I was lying on the sofa in the hotel thinking about which reporter friend I could find to help me in China, when the bald head suddenly rushed in, trotted all the way to me and shook his right hand: "Lao Zhang, look what this is!" ā€

I raised my eyelids, and the whole person immediately bounced up from the sofa, snatched the thing in his right hand and looked at it carefully: "Crystal shard!?" Bald, have you sinned? ā€

I read it right, the thing in the bald man's hand was the crystal shard we had been trying to get our hands on.

The bald head did not answer my question, but looked proud: "Look, is there a problem?" ā€

I was also nervous, because I could get the crystal fragments in just one morning, and it was impossible to have such a fast speed except for the Ming robbery. So he hurriedly urged: "Is there anyone arresting you now, if not, hurry up and return to China!" ā€

The bald head laughed after hearing this, stretched out his left hand, and there was an identical crystal fragment: "Don't be nervous, I didn't steal or rob, these two are made of glass for twenty yuan outside, commonly known as 'fakes'." ā€

"Fakes?"

I was stunned for a moment, took it in my hand and looked at it carefully, and then put it in the sunlight, and sure enough, I found that there were no such fine lines in these two pieces, and they were completely ordinary pieces of glass.

Looking at my surprised expression, the bald head was even more proud: "Even you haven't noticed that there is a problem, it seems that it has reached the level of being fake." Next, all you need to do is go to the museum again to see the bald master give him a 'bag drop plan!' ā€