The scene here makes the camels desperate. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Is this a trap? disguise?"

Having said that, the camel knew in his heart that it was neither.

He had imagined how troublesome and dangerous a situation he would face, but the camel had never thought of such a situation in front of him.

For a long time, the sediment brought by the Nile water piled up on the delta, was scorched by the scorching sun, and then buried by the next layer of sediment, until finally the entire magnificent temple sank into the ground and disappeared.

The process also included a collapse that caused the superstructure to disappear completely, and a subsidence of unknown cause, which turned out to be the scene before the camel's eyes.

The layer of earth where the temple was buried was not all river mud, but also sand, and on the downward slope the camel clearly saw the distinct layers from top to bottom, and the sand was more undoubtedly a flood, but most of it was river mud.

And the dried up river mud is something that makes diggers despair.

On the site above, when digging the river mud, workers use hoes that are large enough to chisel through the rocks.

The camel patted, knocked, and smashed against the wall of the passage in front of him blankly, expecting something he didn't know what it was, but his expectations were disappointed.

Both the sense of touch and the sense of hearing told him that it was not an illusion.

Layers of sun-scorched, rocky mud piled up tightly, up and down, left and right, and the only way to move on and reach where Thoth's body was was to dig in.

"Magic!" Camel knew that no matter how loud he spoke here, he would not be heard by the patrolmen outside, so he almost roared out, "The Countess must know how to get the mud out of the way! You know, you can't be unaware, right?!"

The Count's face was hidden in the shadows in the darkness, making it impossible to see his expression, but his tone remained calm: "There is no such magic. ”

"Isn't the Nile the source of Emenchet's power?

The camel knew that the Count would not lie to him, but he could not help but want to shout out loud.

"Why didn't the countess let the workers come and dig the tunnel downward, but on it?"

When the Count heard this, he was finally sure that the camel had not lost its mind.

"I don't know. ”

The sound of clothes rubbing against each other sounded in the darkness, and then a light lit up.

The Count held a round of the sun in his right hand, a strange light that obscured the light of the lantern in the camel's hand, deepening the darkness in the shadows.

"This is just below the temple, it should be a complex underground palace, I don't know why Horus built a room in a place where the sun doesn't shine, but this is indeed part of the temple of Horus. ”

The light miraculously pierced through the mud of the river and illuminated the surrounding buildings, and the camel was in the middle of a large room, surrounded by walls made of rock, with frescoes and shells in relief, depicting the legend of Horus, and not far from him a gate led to the darkness.

"What's behind that?"

"I don't know. ”

When the count shook his head, the gloomy expression on his face and the deep wrinkles on his forehead in the light made the camel involuntarily begin to pity him.

"Why did the Countess give up here?"

The light in the count's hand faded, and he shook his head in silence, and the camel raised the lantern in his hand and turned to walk outside.

"When it's not time to give up, we can ask someone. ”

......

"For Anubis, the true wise man does not waste much time on the transient worldly life. The countess stood in front of the sarcophagus, like Anubis preaching to mortals, "All a man should strive to obtain from this world are the necessities of an eternal journey, and there are only two things: gold and knowledge." ”

"I don't understand, what does this have to do with the so-called Anubis puzzle?"

"Magic is always the most important component of knowledge," the countess's eyes were sure to convey a message of contempt to Magellan, who was becoming more and more like Miss Betty, "Anubis asks each of his followers to be prepared to embark on an eternal journey, the most important of which is to master a few important magics." ”

"So, as long as you are a believer in Anubis, you can use the magic you just used to break the illusion and see these things in front of us...... But how will he find out that he is an illusion?"

"Anubis will not let a tomb really have what is necessary, just as a man who is ready to drift on the Nile will not let his sailboat lack fresh water. ”

"So that believer still needs to take the time to remember what must be in a good grave?"

Contempt was clearly written on Magellan's face.

"No, that's common knowledge that any ancient Emankai knows. ”

"Okay, let's see what to do next. ”

Magellan picked up the jar from the sarcophagus, lifted the lid that was nothing on it, took a look at the dust inside, and put it back.

"I can't tell which part it is. ”

"It's rotten. ”

Magellan shook his head a little awkwardly and said nothing more.

"Is it time to turn back?"

The Countess nodded.

Magellan walked towards the room from which he had come, surrounded by the Countess's magic, like an invisible orb, shrouded in a new and shiny part, gray and dilapidated without it, and the contrast between the edges of the border was strange and strange.

When the magic enveloped the room, which consisted only of a jar, Magellan saw what he had expected.

The standard ancient tomb of Emenchet, with frescoes depicting the life of the tomb owner and expressing surrender and reverence for the gods, contains a mummy in the middle sarcophagus, surrounded by gold funerary goods, and small jars on all sides.

"There's a jar missing here. ”

Magellan was not too surprised, according to the countess's thinking, there was nothing strange about what he saw, he just had to follow the determined route.

"What's missing is a falcon head. ”

"Sounds familiar. ”

"It looks like we're going to have to go a little bit further back the way we came. ”

The countess walked towards the gate, but this time Magellan did not follow.

"Don't you think it's the perfect trap?"

"The camel was not capable of modifying Anubis's puzzle, and neither was the papal theologian. ”

"Don't you take it for granted now that you'll be able to reach a place of absolute safety after completing the puzzle?"

"So you think there's going to be a trap there. ”