readx;?“ You may be seated. The man beckoned to her, "Although this place is manifested according to the scene in your memory, everything here is real, so you don't have to worry about sitting empty."www.biquge.info ”

Suspicious, she walked over and sat down, and was really seated in a chair. Is the person "...... you are" an undead ghost from ancient Egypt? But judging by his looks, he does not look like an Egyptian at all. This man is not inferior to the beauty of the "android" Joseph, so perfect that there is no flaw, and it feels like an animated character made by modern CG technology.

"Little girl, politely, it's up to you to report your name, right? And you're still an uninvited guest who broke into here. "The other party doesn't look like a bad guy when he is calm and gentle.

Well, he's right, she should have offered to say hello. "Hello, my name is Shi Sui, and I am a photographer from China and a writer for a travel and food column." It's really strange to say, everyone on the streets of Egypt can speak Chinese?!

"You don't need to be surprised that we don't just rely on words to communicate with each other." The man smiled calmly, as if nothing in the world could shake him. By the way, Yi Rou and Yi Ran also have this kind of calmness that is not like a human being.

"Well, now it's your turn to introduce yourself." She made a "please" gesture.

"Just call me whatever you like." The man smiled casually, w, "A name is just a symbol. ”

"Is it okay for me to call you a cat or a dog?" She thought it was funny.

"If you really want to call it that, I don't care." The man didn't seem to care.

Alas, forget it, she really can't do it if she calls such a beautiful person a cat and a dog. "Can you tell me what kind of place this is, and how can I get out?"

The man looked at her slightly, did not answer her question, and said, "You seem to be the princess who owns a palace." ”

"Are you talking about some joke I don't understand?" She frowned in confusion.

"I'm not joking, it's because you're not conscious—or you don't think that at all." The man continued, "You have a magical palace that knows the world. ”

This person knows that she inherited the underground palace left over from an ancient supercivilization? "And then? Should I go to my palace and tell me how to get out of here? She shrugged amusefully.

"Of course not." Luckily, the man wasn't so uncommon-sense, "I'm just curious why you're still living such an ordinary life." ”

"Ordinary?! Where am I ordinary?! Would an ordinary photographer encounter so many strange things that modern science can't explain?! She screamed.

The man smiled and nodded, "Okay, okay, I understand, but you don't have to be in a hurry, your friends will definitely come to you." ”

Heh, heh, heh, who knows when her friends will find her? "It's very bad to have to wait to be rescued." She said angrily.

"You're a very independent person." The man laughed amusedly, "Don't you have anything else to know but how to get out of here?" ”

The problem is that she just wants to know how to get out of here now~ "By the way, just now you said that Nefer used my blood to open a door that could not have been opened, is it that if I smear the blood somewhere, I will be able to get out?" "And why would she use my blood?" she asked. Couldn't she be on her own? "Aha, don't tell her that it's because she's a descendant of an ancient super-civilization, like the magic novels written, what can she use to certify her bloodline!

"That door can tell you who you are by testing your full set of genetics in the blood, and by scanning your brain activity when your head is near." The man explained.

Indeed, 60 percent of personality is genetically determined. In this way, the so-called descendant of the ancient super-civilization is only judged by the underground palace to have the most similar temperament to the people of the past? It seems that she doesn't have to be so curious about her bloodline. "So what is the content of the mural, and what kind of people's stories are depicted?" She asked again.

"You know it's just a story." The man said.

"Because I grew up reading comic books and comics." She shrugged.

The man didn't answer immediately, as if wondering how to answer her question. She didn't ask, just watched him and waited for his answer. Does this person live within the temple passages, or do these passages lead to somewhere in the outside world? Looking out of the window of the current space, she is familiar with the streets of Golden Belt Street, which is not at all exotic in Egypt.

Maybe the person in front of me isn't what I see it to be. She suddenly thought amusedly.

"That's my story." The man said calmly.

"Huh?" In other words, is this super beautiful person in front of you an old monster who has lived for 3,000 years?!

"You're pretty straightforward." The man kept propping up the bar and said, "Three thousand years...... It is indeed quite an astonishing longevity for humans. ”

And "3,000 years" is not the end, who knows when you will become ancient? "You are the one depicted in the mural who was born from a giant egg from the sea?" If so, is she now in direct dialogue with the god Ra, the god of the sun in Egyptian mythology?

The man just laughed, neither admitting nor denying it.

"Or ...... The man with the head of the eagle is you? She continued to speculate.

The man smiled faintly, as if he didn't care if her guess was correct, "Just as those murals were painted by humans, the gods are also a belief created by humans, and when the people who believe in Him disappear, then the gods cease to exist. ”

"Are you a philosopher?" She scratched her hair, "Why did you suddenly talk about faith?" ”

"Because I've heard you wonder in your heart if I'm a god in Egyptian mythology." That person seemed to have the same mind-reading skills as Xuanyuan Lan, and he didn't intend to hide it.

"yes, because the mural has characters with the characteristics of gods." She has evidence, not a guess.

The man nodded, "Even in the face of the gods, your spirit has not wavered or changed in the slightest. ”

Nonsense, the god in front of him didn't show his miracles, and even when she asked how to get out of here, he didn't tell her that it was necessary for her to believe in this "god"?

"Your disgruntled expression is really not hidden at all." The man said amusedly.

"Of course, I just want you to know I'm dissatisfied, otherwise why would I have to twist my facial muscles?" Who is idle and has nothing to lose? As the saying goes, anger hurts the liver, and she has to think about her own health.

The man was amused, "You're so confessed." But you don't need me to tell you how to get out, you'll find your way on your own. Also, your friends will find you in no time. ”

How does that sound strange? In such a quiet environment, if someone approaches, how can they hear footsteps? "But I have two friends who lost contact with each other after entering the temple, and Nefer who also disappeared after going to the Eye of Horus, can you tell me how to find them?" She noticed a slight change in the person's expression when she mentioned the "Eye of Horus" - uh, the so-called "Eye of Horus" couldn't be his eyes?!

"The 'Eye of Horus' you mentioned is not a good thing." The man shook his head slightly, "When you get its power, maybe it's the beginning of a nightmare." ”

"But there are many people in this world who want to do the kind of nightmare you said." She snorted sarcastically.