The next day, I woke up early, got up and stretched comfortably, rubbed my eyes and walked to the balcony.

Egypt has always been a mysterious country in my mind, with mummies, pyramids, and the awesome high priests.

The houses near the hotel are relatively small, and you can directly see the desert not far from the balcony.

The early morning sun is scattered on the golden desert, and I feel quite dazzling at a casual glance, and I can't help but squint my eyes and look at this land quietly.

It wasn't until noon that everyone slowly got up from the bed, and it seemed that they were all very drunk last night.

Thinking that he was going home, everyone was smiling, of course, except for the fat man who lost five good comrades,

"I've been messing around for so many years, and I've finally come out, but I haven't been in the limelight for a few hours, and my little brother has all died in the pyramid." The fat man wiped his tears, sat on the bed and yelled and complained,

Looking at his pitiful appearance, even Lao Song felt a little empathy, and wiped his tears with him,

"Fat brother, don't cry, just look for the little brother in the future." The corners of Six's mouth twitched, and he comforted,

"Ignore me, find a fart, can you find a bullish little brother casually."

In a word, everyone was speechless, it seems that the five guards are very powerful, and it is really hard to find,

Dad looked helpless, sat on the side and didn't speak, and when the fat man was almost crying, he said slowly: "You call them back to try, those guys are immortal, they can be drowned in water, and they are not people." ”

Hearing this, the fat man hurriedly took out the golden bottle without saying a word, and muttered in a low voice: "Dust to dust, dust to earth, scattered your bodies, soul to return to the arms of Anubis, I command you in the name of Anubis to return to the bottle of Anubis." (Ancient Egyptian)

As soon as the words fell, everyone quieted down and looked at the bottle in a daze.

A minute later, our faces were solemn,

Ten minutes later, we were full of black lines,

An hour later, the fat man burst into tears,

"Sure enough, it's useless, they're dead, they're dead." The fat man rolled on the bed with a cry: "Brother~~My brother~~"

The immortal guards were drowned in the water, something is wrong,

Or, could it be that the hotel is a little far from the pyramid, the signal is not good, and I can't call it back,

Before we could react, a strong wind suddenly blew outside the window, the wooden windows were blown to a frame, and the yellow sand in the desert seemed to be swept up by the wind, and the overwhelming yellow sand looked like a sandstorm.

"Ouch, maybe there's a turnaround." The fat man rushed to the window in a few steps, and looked at the yellow sand in the sky as if he saw his own son, and cried out excitedly.

Dancing and chanting the incantation again, he held up the golden bottle high, and Anubis's mouth slowly opened a little on the cap,

"Roar ,,,。"

In the yellow sand of the sky, there was a hoarse roar, the sound was getting closer and closer to the room we were in, and the obscene smile on the corner of the fat man's mouth was getting bigger and bigger.

A stream of yellow sand poured in from the window, whistling towards the golden bottle, and penetrating through Anubis's slightly open mouth,

For a while, the whistling sound of the yellow sand and the sound of the wind outside the window were endless.

"My own son, come and let my brother kiss one." The fat man laughed and hugged the golden bottle tightly, and kissed the golden bottle incoherently.

He didn't think anything was wrong, and he didn't think there was anything bad.

We got goosebumps all over our bodies, it was too infiltrating, and the fat man had a rippling expression, just like seeing his daughter-in-law, should you be so disgusting,

Just when the fat man was sensationalizing our helplessness, there was a sudden knock on the door,

When I opened the door, I saw that it was Mr. Abel and Johnson outside the door.

"I'm going to him, the pyramid is gone, it's gone." Mr. Abel didn't give us a chance to speak, rushed into the room and stood on the balcony and scolded the sky, the vicissitudes of life made people feel sour,

"I finally came across such a good place, but today a strong wind blows, and the pyramid disappears."

We raised our eyebrows unknowingly, Qi Qi turned his eyes, looked at the fat man calmly, and winked at him meaningfully,

"Alas, this is really a catastrophe, a catastrophe, and God doesn't want us to enter the pyramid again." The fat man shook his head again and again and sighed, and secretly hid the golden bottle behind him,

Dad smiled hypocritically and cheered up Mr. Abel, who sighed to himself: "What the hell is going on with this, why did it disappear." ”

Mr. Abel smiled bitterly, skillfully took out a pair of allegro from his pocket, raised his eyebrows, glared at the tiger, raised his feet high and stepped on the guardrail and sang Tianjin Allegro,

"There are so many bamboo boards, if we don't scold anything else, let's scold, the disappearing pyramid in the desert."

"There are a lot of treasures in it, what are they, let's count them, the thin-skinned buns outside the gems."

"Mr. Abel, you have sung a string" Dad lowered his head and said in a deep voice, not daring to raise his head at all, for fear of laughing,

"Yes, yes, I sang it wrong, go on." Mr. Abel corrected his mistakes, nodded with a kind smile, and continued to sing,

"A gust of wind blew up the sand this morning, and as soon as the sand passed the pyramid, it was gone."

Six Fingers' face was flushed, and he turned his face expressionlessly and coughed, damn it, this old Abel guy is a little unreliable,

Tianjin Allegro sings so much that it's called a neat one, wouldn't it be taught by Mr. Sun?

(Voiceover, Mr. Sun: Promote the quintessence of our country, strengthen China, long live that,)

Old Song stared at Mr. Abel in shock, applauded vigorously, and applauded again and again: "Okay, Mr. Abel's sword is not old, and he sings better than me." ”

I looked at Mr. Abel, turned my head and looked at Lao Song again, and suddenly became puzzled, these two people are related by blood, no, this bloodline inheritance is a little far apart, right?

"Alas, it is really destined by God, sad and sad." The fat man shook his head and muttered, putting on a posture that he had nothing to do with himself, but comforted Mr. Abel in his mouth: "I can still meet the baby in the future, don't worry." ”

"Forget it, go back to China, there's no point here." Mr. Abel scolded angrily, and said to us with a bitter face: "The plane is arranged, it will take off in two hours, Johnson will take you to the airport, I still have some business, I will see you later." ”

Seeing him like this, we didn't say anything, nodded and said goodbye to each other, after all, we don't have any communication.

I can finally go back to my country, to hell with the pyramid mummies,