"Why should I listen to you? What do you think you're doing?" Evelyn, who was carried by O'Connor, her eyes widened and her voice was raised, and her face was full of disbelief in the face of the suddenly unreasonable O'Connor, "Jonathan! O'Connor! O'Connor, you bastard! You can't leave me here!" Jonathan, if you don't open the door right away......

"I'm sorry, he's bigger than me. ”

Outside, Jonathan watched Evelyn locked in the bedroom by O'Connor, listening to the door clanging and listening to Evelyn's endless words, he casually apologized, looking insincere.

O'Connor, who had just locked the door, turned around and grabbed the dark-clad man by the collar and dragged him to the door. The look was fierce and his demeanor was arrogant, which made the man in deep clothes stunned, and there was a faint hint of cringe in his eyes.

"No door is allowed, no one is allowed to enter or exit, do you know?"

Under O'Connor's expressionless gaze, the man in deep clothes immediately nodded: "I know." ”

"Know?"

He turned to look at the blonde man beside him, who looked like he couldn't help himself.

"Yes. ”

With thunderous means to make strong arrangements and easily settle the current complicated situation, the current O'Connor, no longer has the gentle appearance of weekdays, and has changed back to the resolute officer he was at the beginning.

The two cowboys are really not suitable to leave here, and O'Con promised to let them stay, and by the way, he can also watch Evelyn, who prefers to make up her own opinions, lest something happen to her and worry him.

As for Jonathan, after O'Connor threw the key to the house to the man in deep clothes, when he left, he threw out the phrase "Jonathan, let's go" and directly arranged for him to follow him. In this way, it will not be Evelyn to instruct him to do anything to cause trouble for O'Connor, after all, the situation of this brother and sister is a bit special - usually the elder brother listens to the younger sister, and the younger sister looks like the younger sister, and the elder brother is just a small follower.

"I think I can stay...... Surveillance. Jonathan politely refused, unlike the cunning Benny, the reason he found was really a bit lame.

I am afraid that it will not be long before it becomes a guard and a thief. O'Connor, who was clear about this, heard this, and immediately shouted "immediately" impatiently, without the slightest intention to discuss with Jonathan.

The moment the voice sounded, Jonathan's panicked look flashed, and he immediately stood up from his seat.

"Yes, we're just going to save the Egyptologists. ”

Before leaving, he said to the two cowboys.

This sentence is not so much explaining to the two of them as it is to paralyze himself, and he is timid, and he does not want to meet that terrible monster in his heart, although that monster has never been aimed at him. Of course, it would be best to hide here, but there was no way, under O'Connor's coercion, he couldn't go if he didn't go, and he could only try to deceive himself with such useless work.

Maybe he wouldn't have met the monster with that saying that, and with such a fluke in mind, he followed O'Connor out of the parlor and hurried all the way to the archaeologist's room.

In sight, the archaeologist is gone, but I unexpectedly see Benny, who is rummaging through the cabinets in the room.

"Come and see, let me guess, spring cleaning?" O'Connor teased, but there was no smile on his face.

Hearing the sound, he looked back and saw that the situation was not right, Benny didn't say a word, and immediately fled to the window.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't meet the archaeologist, and the moment he sees Benny, O'Connor is ready to settle accounts with him first.

There was a chair at hand, and he threw it casually, knocking Benny to the ground.

"Well lost. Jonathan watched the play with interest.

"Benny, you're falling, let me help you. O'Connor stepped forward to pick up Benny and lean against the wall, "You've made a new friend in the desert, haven't you?"

"What friend? You're my only friend. Benny dodged his eyes.

It is in his nature to lie, even if the lie is blurted out, it may be debunked and will not have the slightest effect.

As soon as he finished speaking, he was pressed back on the table.

"Why are you messing around with him, and what's in it for you?" said O'Connor.

Sure enough, this time it didn't work, Benny took advantage of the situation: "It's better to help him do things than to go against him." As long as I serve him, I'll be fine. At the end, he laughed.

This is his philosophy of life, and it seems to be useful now, and he is very proud. Then, he was pressed against the wall by the enraged O'Connor.

"Nothing will happen?" O'Connaught said.

This time, Benny did not answer directly, but spoke a language that O'Connor did not understand, not that he would not translate it into English, but that he had a similar mind to Jonathan just now—for fear that if he said it, disaster would be fulfilled and befell him.

"What do you mean?" said O'Connor.

"I don't want to tell you, you're only going to bully me. "Benedict, as for what the calamity is, I'm afraid only he knows.

At this time, he began to sue the wicked first, putting on a pitiful posture. However, O'Connor, who knew Benny's nature, naturally wouldn't eat this set.

"What are you looking for? Better not lie to me. O'Connor said.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and lifted Benny under the rotating fan.

"The book, found in Hamnata Tower. The book, he wanted to get it back. He said the book was more precious than gold. ”

The trick of coercion, dealing with Benny, has always been good, and he spit out everything he knows at once.

"What does he want that book for?" Jonathan asked.

"I really don't know. Benny looked innocent.

O'Connor lifted him a little higher.

"It has to do with reviving his dead girlfriend. That's it, all he wants is that book, I swear. As long as that book, I swear...... And your sister. ”

At the end, Benny turned his head to look at Jonathan and mentioned it in passing, and then he was dragged back by an enraged O'Connor.

He couldn't bear O'Connor's angry glare, and he looked panicked: "Except for those......"

"Ahh

A scream from the street interrupted him.

The three turned their heads to look out the window.

Benny, who was the first to react, saw that O'Connor had not yet come to his senses, and he immediately smashed his fist into the latter's chest.

A scream of pain, an old punch that caught him off guard, even O'Connor couldn't stand it, and he couldn't help but let go of the hand that was holding Benny. Then Benny fled—jumping out of the window, and when another scream rang out, he shuddered, woke up from the haze from which he had just fallen, and hurried out of his way into the crowd.

Window, O'Connor, and Jonathan probes, follow the prestige. There, the crowd retreated in panic, and on the vacant ground, there was a dried corpse, and on the side, a figure in a robe with the black scripture of the dead and the burial urn in his arms turned around and looked at the window.

The faces of the two changed.

The one who held the Black Sutra of the Undead was none other than Immorton, who had not yet been fully resurrected and had a fierce look on his broken face. In this way, the dried corpse on the ground is probably the hapless archaeologist. The two of them had just realized this, and they quickly closed the window as they saw a large swarm of flies emerge from Immorton's mouth and rush here.

"Two hanged, two left. ”

"Then it will go to Eve. ”

Reaching an agreement, the two immediately turned around and ran to the living room.

The meeting room at this time.

The man in deep clothes was leaning against the window, looking at the courtyard below, which was a mess but had returned to calm. When he heard the patrolman's sentence "The guard is arranged, report, everything is normal", he finally couldn't help it.

"Leave him to death. He cursed, turned and walked over to the blonde man, "I'll go downstairs for a drink, do you want anything?"

"I want a glass of whiskey on the rocks. ”

"Good. The man in deep clothes walked to the door.

"And a glass of pure whiskey. ”

"Okay, I know. "The man in deep clothes is already in the hallway outside the door.

The blonde man chased to the door: "I also want to accompany the drink." ”

"You're going to have Bourbon anyway. The man in deep clothes was a little impatient.

"Not even the door is closed!" complained the blonde man.

Both of them were a little overwhelmed in their hearts, and they needed this thing to relieve their inner anxiety - this can be seen from the fact that they couldn't control themselves and began to vent their frizzy emotions to each other, intentionally or unintentionally.

The man in deep clothes left, leaving the blonde man in the living room.

He began to practice drawing his gun from the urn he owned, and as the most daring of the three cowboys, his eyes were full of confidence. Then, there was a sudden strange noise outside the window, and he panicked. Immediately, he pulled out the pistol he had just put back in his holster and headed towards the window of the shadowy tree. When something really happened, someone as unscrupulous as him couldn't help but start to be a little timid. After all, in the end he is just an ordinary person, although his marksmanship is better.

The wind has not stopped, and the strange sound has not stopped. He held the gun and approached the window step by step, how nervous his heart was, how fierce his face was. Leaning out of the window, there was no vision. As if it were just the ordinary night wind, the ordinary sound of the wind, he put the gun away. However, at this moment, a piece of yellow sand suddenly rushed in, enveloping him completely in it.

A hopeless scream was accompanied by a terrible sucking sound, and he became a dried corpse, and the yellow sand became a monster, a being who had almost completely reverted to his original human form, the cursed High Priestess, Immorton.

Without a trace of emotion, he glanced at the dried corpse thrown aside, and turned to look at the bedroom with a locked door on the side, where, Evelyn, who had not rested since returning and had been looking for a way to defeat the monster, was helpless to surrender to the surging sleepiness and fell asleep.

casually devoured a scarab beetle that burrowed into his mouth, and he began to taste the pain in turn. As he had just done, he turned into yellow sand again, and through the hole in the door lock, he quietly came to the bedside of the bedroom. At this time, Evelyn's head was tilted from side to side, her expression was uneasy, and she seemed to be restless in her dreams.

"Ansuna. ”

He turned his head to look to the side, fantasizing about the appearance of the Pharaoh's princess, and when he pressed Evelyn's lips, his eyes were closed. After three thousand years of suffering, only this little bit of love in his heart can help him persevere. After resurrection, revenge on the world is only second, and resurrecting Ansuna is what he urgently needs to do at this time. From the fact that he can't wait to kiss the beauty in front of him who has not yet been sacrificed to resurrect Ansuna, it can be seen that he attaches great importance to Ansuna and this forbidden love that has allowed him to persist through three thousand years of torment.

Evelyn woke up, and the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was a monster, which really scared her enough, not to mention, this monster was still kissing herself. She was stunned for a while, not knowing what to do, until the door that was suddenly kicked open attracted the attention of the monster, and then she reacted, hurriedly jumped out of bed, and hid.

"Hey, ugly bastard, don't touch her!"

Seeing that the monster was still kissing Evelyn just now, O'Connor was furious. In response to him, it was the fierce Immorton who spoke, with his hideous lips and teeth, and the inexplicable language that came out of his bite.

"Look what I'm taking. ”

O'Connor was not afraid at all, and in the face of the monster's unclear meaning and suspicious threatening words, he immediately raised the white cat, a small pet that was just wandering in the corridor and was caught in the hand by O'Connor in the blink of an eye. For ordinary people, it is cute, and it is particularly terrifying in the eyes of Immorton, who has not yet been fully resurrected - as an ancient Egyptian, Immorton believes in his heart that he is an Egyptian god and is subject to this, and for him, who is still an undead spirit at the moment, cats have practical restraint use.

He suddenly looked frightened, and the next second he turned into wind sand, rushed out of the window in an instant, and disappeared without a trace.

The monster fled, the crisis was temporarily lifted, and the three people present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Are you alright?" O'Connor looked at Evelyn.

"Well, I'm not sure. ”

It was Jonathan who was talking to him, and he was shocked, facing O'Connor, who turned his head to look at him with a strange face, and didn't realize that the other party was actually asking Evelyn.