It's been a month since I came to the Met, and Clark still has a lot of places I don't know, so I bought a map, and I went to the Met to walk around during my break, and I didn't have to worry about anything anyway.

Clark came to the Metropolitan Museum, which he had not yet visited, and where there were at least 200 years of historical artifacts, although he didn't like to come to the museum very much, but since he came, he would go in once.

Behind the glass on both sides of the museum are all kinds of cultural relics, including knives, guns, and even some yellow books, which seem very simple, but in fact they represent a lot of significance, and every piece here can be worth a lot of money when they are taken out and sold on the black market.

Clark finally stopped in an area where there was no movement and it was deserted compared to before. Inside the area is a golden sarcophagus, a bit like an iron **, which looks like the sarcophagus placed by the Egyptian pharaoh after his death.

"This sarcophagus is more than 1,000 years old, and it was found in a remote area of Egypt."

A man with glasses came to Clark at some point and told him about the history of the sarcophagus.

Clark nodded, "Why isn't the sarcophagus marked as anyone?" ”

Generally speaking, there should be a sign of who is inside and what history there is in Egyptian sarcophagus, but there is no information about this.

"No one knows, and when this sarcophagus is found, there is not a single piece of information in the pyramid that indicates who he is. There is a rumor that the people who brought the coffin here died in various ways in less than a year, all involving this sarcophagus. It sounds a bit mysterious, but if you look at a newspaper from 20 years ago, it's clearly written. ”

The man was a little overzealous, he only needed to introduce why there was no information about the sarcophagus, and directly said such a thing as a curse, whether he was unconscious or unconscious.

Clark then understood why when he arrived in this area, few people came, it turned out that this place was famous, as long as the people of the Metropolis knew that the sarcophagus was cursed, the incident twenty years ago left a deep impression on people, but it was impossible to move the sarcophagus, so a special area was set up for it.

"Jock." The man smiled kindly and held out his hand.

Clark didn't refuse, and shook the hand named Jock, feeling funny at Jock's name in his heart, Jock, skipping class, very close sound.

"You've studied this sarcophagus a lot, huh?"

Jock shook his head and said, "No, I was looking through those old yellow newspapers, and then I found the sarcophagus that had been cursed. Later, I learned that when the museum was built or renovated, the sarcophagus was not moved, and the curse event of that year is still remembered. ”

"The curse may be stored in zài." Clark believed in his heart that the sarcophagus might have some kind of curse, thinking that if it was contaminated with the virus, it should be detected, but Jock said that there was no sign of the virus, the virus was ruled out, and all that was left was a curse.

"What I said is that you can have all the abilities, and the curse may not be nothing." Jock agrees, he's not pedantic.

Clark said with a humor that he didn't even know what counted: "I will go back at night and think about your words and not be able to sleep." ”

"Then you will be curious to learn about the history of the sarcophagus, and believe me, you will be as interested in the sarcophagus as I was at the beginning."

Jock remembered something and said, "Clark, I have to go beforehand." ”

"You go get busy first."

Jock smiled politely and left, Clark looked at the sarcophagus, his hunch was accurate, from the moment he saw the sarcophagus, it was as if there was something on the surface of the sarcophagus, this layer of something extended from the inside of the sarcophagus, something ominous.

His hunch was correct again, Clark turned away, for curses, this kind of thing, classified as magic, and his resistance to magic is far inferior to ability, this is his weakness, and he has no research on curses, and he doesn't know anyone else who has studied curses, and Jock also said that only people who have moved the sarcophagus will have an accident, and if you don't move, it's all right, God knows if you move a little, will it be self-defeating.

The museum is open from 8 a.m. to 7 p.m., and no one is allowed to enter after 7 p.m., except for security.

In the dead of night, security guard Maris came to patrol the museum as usual to prevent anyone from coming in and stealing. The light from the flashlight shone on the artifacts in the cabinet, Maris smacked his lips, these things are worth a lot of money to steal, and his heart is a little excited, but he still remembers that he is a museum security guard, and stealing artifacts is not a good thing.

Patrolling the various areas of the museum, the innermost and deserted area that Maris hates the most, where the cursed sarcophagus is placed. Whenever I walk here, I always feel that my neck is blown by a cold wind, and it is cold, which is really an eerie area.

"Come here, come here, come here......"

Maris was stunned, his scalp was numb, there was no one else in the whole museum except for himself and a few other colleagues, and a few colleagues were still in the duty room and did not come out with him, so who would say "come here", and it was so eerie that people would not think of people when they heard it, but the ghosts in the movie.

"Come here, come here, come here......"

Repeating it again, Maris turned his head to look at where the voice came from, and it was the sarcophagus.

In an abnormal situation, Maris trembled and took out the walkie-talkie, which only had a "zizi" sound, and cut off contact with the duty room.

"What's the situation, connect me quickly!"

In desperation, Maris said angrily. Maris's eyes suddenly changed, he didn't put himself in the museum's shoes, but seemed to see the pharaoh's palace in a movie, with a light veil on it, which was blocked by the light veil, giving people a hazy feeling, and his ears even heard the woman's gasp.

Maris sat on the ground, no matter how much he thought about it, he understood that this must have something to do with the sarcophagus, as for the country where the sarcophagus was located, as for the woman's coquettish panting, to hell, he is not a person with a sperm worm, and at this time, it is strange to say.

A slender man appeared behind the light veil, Maris was stunned for a moment, he is not the kind of person who has a sperm worm, but he is also a man, can he not look at it when he sees such a ** scene.

The light veil disappeared, the pharaoh's palace also disappeared, and Maris returned to the sarcophagus, this time the distance between him and the sarcophagus was only three or four meters, which was more than ten meters different from before.

The sarcophagus was sealed, and he was afraid of a curse, so no one had ever opened what was inside, but now that a gap had been opened, Maris was afraid to watch, his legs trembled, and he couldn't move, so he could only watch as something dark and like gas flowed out.

Maris was quickly engulfed in the black fog and then vanished, except for the walkie-talkie that had fallen on the ground, and it seemed that no one had ever been here.

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