"It looks like you're really bad. www.biquge.info The old man shook his head helplessly, and then sighed, "Friend, my situation is not much better than yours, if you don't mind, then stay with me." ”

"I hope you'll give me some inspiration." The man looked up with a hint of expectation, but a hint of disapproval flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"It's useless." The old man shook his head, he didn't seem to notice the discoloration in the man's eyes, "Pharaoh's power has long been fading, otherwise ......" He looked at Korean professor An Bingjun, his face was full of bitterness, "Ann, you will soon understand, whether the revelation appears or not, the result cannot change the ......" This sentence, he seemed to be referring to it.

"Are we seeing a fixed result?" Ahn Byung-jun asked rhetorically.

"It's not fixed, it's inevitable, it's the revelation of the sun god, you see, there is no accident in this world, the so-called accident is just the inevitable result of countless small details composed of collusion." Old man Uther Kaf said with a frown.

[This, what a middle two! ] 】“…… I'm up to you anyway. I have nowhere to go. An Bingjun was silent, but he still barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

"And you must be very unwilling, as the purest bloodline inheritor of the Pharaoh, now you can only stay in this remote village for generations......" An Bingjun looked at Usecalf thoughtfully, "Old friend, my luck is very good, of course yours too." I didn't even expect to buy a real treasure map at a street stall on vacation! You say, is this also an inevitable consequence of many small details? ”

"Who knows?" Uthercalf shook his crumpled face, "Maybe the lines of fate are all drawn." Just as the sun god has instructed many young people, in the near future, even the sun will be shrouded in darkness......"

"Cut! Is 2012 the end of the world? Well, it's time to calculate it~~" An Bingjun didn't hold on to the old man's transfer topic, "...... Only, if you really accept your fate as you say. He stared at the old man's face, "I won't be so angry when I met that ascetic of the Holy See!" ”

Perhaps, Christ is the great enemy of all religions. As a descendant of the Pharaoh, I have a reason not to be an enemy of him, because in any case, they are the ones who have officially brought the Pharaoh's line to the dust...... But what about you? Utsercalf looked him in the eye and saw that he was running away, avoiding his gaze. It's not just about the so-called love of archaeology, right?! Trick them into coming to me...... What exactly do you want? ”

There was a deathly silence.

"Whatever your intentions...... The situation couldn't have been worse. Then come with me. Uthercalf shook his head, the wrinkles on his face gradually unfurling, "If we can die peacefully, it may be a good result." ”

"It's not as bad as you say, is it? ......" An Bingjun lowered his head, his face uncertain for a while under the gloomy oil lamp.

"Perhaps." Utsercalf put down the oil lamp and pulled out a vial full of strange bugs, which he carefully poured into a crockpot, grabbed the dried herbs beside him, and began to grind them.

"What are you doing?" An Bingjun noticed his strange behavior and asked curiously.

Usecalf smiled mysteriously and did not answer.

An Bingjun opened his mouth, didn't ask anything, and struggled to sit up from the bed, picked up a bowl of paste-like black things on the side, and drank it in one gulp.

How long he was hunted by the Night's Watch, he himself can't remember, and Nooch of the SNR went through countless tribulations in the wilderness, using each other and ...... each other After severely invading the night watchman, he found that with the arrival of the ascetic, there was obviously a trace of impatience in the eyes of the Notch guy, and at the same time, a cold killing intent hung over him, if it wasn't for the secret he had been holding all along, I am afraid ......

After all, he racked his brains and tricked the other party, who was about to lose his patience, into the village where this old friend was, and kept it safe for the time being......

It should be fine, right?!

Don't be clear, he knows the details of this old friend, secretly ranked in the top 3 of the Holy See's hunting list, but after being hunted down for more than half a century, he can still be safe and sound, Usecalf This old guy may not be too strong, but he is definitely good at escaping!

An Bingjun walked to the window and looked out, it was dark outside, and he could faintly see the light in the small cabins in the distance.

At this time, his heart was a little worried.

Ushercalf must have been lying to him before, right?!

"Where is this?" He asked, looking back.

"Where I was born." Uthercalf replied, his expression preoccupied with his "great cause," as if it were the most sacred thing. "You've been in a coma for a long time, you've been half-asleep, and I'll bring you back here in a borrowed ox cart."

“……”

What are you kidding, others don't know, can I still not understand you? I'm afraid that my hundred and ten pounds are not as heavy as your cane in your hands, right? Even if you carry me in one hand, you have to be faster than an ox cart, right?!

"Are we safe? Over here? An Bingjun took a breath, a little worried, although the group of men in black was hit hard, he offended the Holy See again...... And that mysterious Notch. None of these are easy things to deal with.

In short, in a word, the current enemy is unprecedentedly strong!

Think about it, the behemoth that has stood for thousands of years and chased Usecalf everywhere, and the Nooch who always has a sun-like smile on his face, the other party seems to be more than just as it appears...... Thinking about it like this, he was a little scared again.

It's scary to think about! A firm as he came to the last moment...... Panicked?

People, you really can't be idle~~ When you are idle, you think more.

"Of course it's safe~~ At least this night will be peaceful." Usecalf replied with a smile on her old face like a chrysanthemum.

"This village is no ordinary hamlet." He whispered. "There's the peace you want."

"Tranquility? Sorry, I can't understand, you mean supernatural powers? Over here? But if a missile hits the ...... Well, a problem that can't be solved by missiles, then ......" An Bingjun snorted coldly, "What about the continuous missile bombardment?" You know, in this kind of place, they have enough power and strength to use weapons of mass destruction...... I don't think yours can handle those tricks! As a modern scholar, An Bingjun actually dislikes these godly things in his heart.