"I've dreamed of this moment since I was a child. ”

The thought of seeing the mummy that had just come out of the coffin was as exciting for Evelyn, who was obsessed with ancient Egypt, to see her idol up close at the scene. O'Connor, who had no similar experience and couldn't understand her mood at this time, had a strange look on his face when he saw this.

"Your dream is to be dead?"

Ignoring O'Connor's ridicule, Evelyn at this time was all about the sarcophagus.

"Behold, his holy law has been chiseled off. She observed, explaining to the two beside her, "This man is not only cursed in this life, but also in the next. ”

"It's unfortunate. O'Connor made a concluding remark.

"Yes, make people cry. Jonathan summed it up as well, putting the box into the trap and starting to spin.

Neither of them followed Evelyn's words, and it was clear that neither of them had any desire to continue to explore. Glancing at the two of them, Evelyn, who realized that she was playing the piano to the cow, looked disappointed, and finally stopped talking. By this time, Jonathan had already turned the treasure box several times, and seeing that the mechanism was no longer struggling, he looked at O'Connor on the other side of the sarcophagus.

"Now...... Let's see who's inside?" he gestured.

As he spoke, he put his hand on the lid of the coffin. O'Connor would have done the same. Seeing that the two of them were about to remove the lid of the coffin, Evelyn couldn't help but put away all her thoughts and looked intently at the sarcophagus that was about to be opened.

The two gritted their teeth, and the next second the coffin lid fell to the ground, and suddenly a skull with a hideous face popped up, and the three of them who were unsuspecting screamed at the same time.

"Oh my God, I hate them the way they look!"

After relieving herself, Evelyn was furious, she was really frightened just now.

"Does he look normal?"

O'Connor, who knows a little about ancient Egypt, still knows a little common sense - mummies are dried corpses wrapped in shrouds. However, the skeleton in front of him was not an inch, and the strip of cloth that should have been wrapped around it was only a little left that was glued to the coffin. What's more, the flesh and skin on the bones are all withered, but they have not been weathered and dry, and they still look wet and slimy, which looks particularly strange.

"No, I've never seen a mummy like this. "Coming back to her senses, Evelyn also noticed that something was wrong," he said...... Or ......"

"It's fresh. ”

O'Connor and Jonathan uttered the most apt word for Evelyn in unison, though it was a bit disgusting to use on corpses. So, when they said this word, both of them looked a little weird.

"Yes. Evelyn's expression was a little more puzzled, "He must have been dead for more than three thousand years, but it doesn't seem to be ...... Completely corrupted. ”

"Look. ”

As Evelyn spoke, O'Connor saw something strange about the lid of the coffin on the ground. Under his guidance, the three of them turned to look at the lid of the coffin, and on the inside of it, the side that was now facing upwards, there were slender scratches one after another.

"How do you explain that?" O'Connor said, things getting weirder.

"Oh my God, these traces are...... Fingernails scratched. This man was imprisoned alive. He also left a word. She looked at the scratches, then at the corpses, and finally at the edge of the scratches, a line of deep hieroglyphs, "Death is just the beginning." ”

Strange mausoleums, strange burial places, strange sarcophagi, strange corpses, and finally, this strange word. An inexplicable chill welled up in their hearts, and the three of them were stunned, turned their heads to look at the terrible mummy, and were silent for a while.

On the other hand, the four people in the stone chamber above were all full of anticipation at this time. Inside the wooden box, a black scripture made of unknown metal was covered with a sun pit identical to that on the sarcophagus, carefully held by archaeologists in their hands.

"Oh my God, it really exists. This is the Black Book of the Dead. He sighed, staring at the scriptures, studying every detail, as if he had found a treasure.

"A book?" the man in deep clothes was a little impatient, "what kind of book does he care, where is the treasure?"

"Gentlemen, this book ...... It's a treasure!" the archaeologist explained, keeping his eyes off the book for a moment.

"If you don't come, I won't ...... if you give it to me"

The cowboys are rough people with shallow vision, and naturally they will not know what kind of artistic value this scripture has, and what kind of treasure it is in the eyes of real connoisseurs. It was just that the blonde man who followed the opening had not finished complaining, he inadvertently kicked open another compartment of the wooden box, and they found that there was still treasure in the wooden box, and he closed it.

They looked inside the chamber, where there were five burial urns that appeared to be carved of jade and inlaid with gold, except for a broken one with a lion's head carved on the lid, a human head, an eagle's head, a jackal's head, and a baboon's head, all of which were intact. One-on-one, exactly four small jars, attributed to the four people present.

"That's your treasure. The archaeologist said perfunctorily.

Of course, he knew what the real treasure was, and at the same time, he also knew how simple the minds of these cowboys were in their severely shrunken brains. If he was holding the golden Sun Sutra in his hand at this moment, then without these burial urns, the cowboys would have been eager to discuss how to split the Golden Sutra. He had already figured out the hearts of the cowboys, and when he saw the gold on the burial urn, he was sure that he would no longer mention the book. Who wouldn't want to be able to secretly monopolize the real treasure without anyone else knowing?

"It's finally a bit rewarding. ”

The cowboys laughed, and their impatience was calmed. Archaeologists did not expect badly, and this kind of thing has nothing to do with cowboys.

The grave visit continued, but as the day passed, no new discoveries were made on Benny's side. The progress of O'Connor and the three's visit to the grave was even more dismal, and the only gain was that they were frightened for no reason.

This was the second night of the camp, and the two sides were not only together in the camp, but also had people in exchange with each other, and finally stayed together.

Walking around a corner, Evelyn, who was counting the remains of the beetle in her hand, passed in front of the archaeologist, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the Black Book of the Undead in his arms, and she couldn't help but stop, her eyes were attracted by the scriptures. She recognized it, it was the Black Sutra of the Undead with the same name as the Golden Sutra of the Sun.

The archaeologist, who was struggling to break the cover of the scripture and trying to open it, inadvertently looked up and saw Evelyn staring at the scripture, and he glared back. Subconsciously retracted her gaze, and after a little muttering, her eyes lit up, and she turned her head to look at the scriptures again. This time, the archaeologist nervously held the book in his arms, indicating that he was its owner.

"You have to have the key to open that book. ”

Evelyn noticed the sun's dimple on the cover of the book, leaving the sentence without a beginning or end, and then, as the archaeologist turned his attention to the book, she turned and walked away. Staying here to covet other people's treasures, she immediately left.

O'Connor, Benny, and Jonathan sat side by side in front of a campfire, bored, and they didn't have much to gain today.

"How much do you think these treasures can sell back for?"

On the side, the blonde man walked up, with a fire in between, and sat across from O'Connor. As he spoke, he shook the funeral urn in his hand with a smug expression.

"I heard you found fresh mummies. The man with glasses followed closely behind, sitting next to the blonde man, with the same smile on his face, "Congratulations." ”

The man in deep clothes sat down behind him and joked: "If you dry him, you can sell it as firewood." ”

After speaking, the three cowboys couldn't help laughing, and they explored a buried treasure together, they picked up treasures, others picked up garbage, in contrast, it was obvious that their luck was better, how could they be unhappy. The battle on the surface has stopped, and they are still working together at night, and the two parties seem to be inseparable, but in fact, they still secretly have a heart of comparison, at least, these three cowboys have this mind.

O'Connor smirked for a while, these cheap and well-behaved guys didn't come here to show off, what else could they be for? This kind of thing, this kind of person, he has seen so much, he didn't take it to heart at all.

"See what I found?"

Evelyn's voice came from the side, and O'Connor turned to look at Benny, "You took her seat." ”

Benny sneered, a little embarrassed. O'Connor, who was polite just now, showed no mercy in the blink of an eye.

"Get up. ”

"Yes. ”

With a response, he immediately got up and sat aside, making way for Evelyn, who had just come over. In the face of O'Connor's coercion, he chose to follow his heart without thinking.

"The bones of the scarab beetle are a carnivore. Before Evelyn could sit down, she couldn't help but excitedly show everyone her catch—the remains of a beetle in her hand," I found in his coffin. This worm has corpses to eat and can live for years. Our poor friend, who was alive when he was eaten. ”

When the words fell, everyone looked over, and they were shocked by what Evelyn said.

"So somebody threw these worms in and let him slowly get eaten?" O'Connor said.

"Very slowly. Evelyn said

"He must have been unpopular to be designed. Jonathan said.

"Eighty percent and Pharaoh's daughter are too close. O'Connor teased.

After a bit of banter, the topic is getting more and more crooked, and it is clear that they do not want to delve into such scary things. As he spoke, O'Connor looked at the three solemn-looking cowboys opposite, and his eyes signaled that they didn't need to make a fuss. It's a pity that there is another person present who is willing to continue to extend this topic.

Listening to O'Connor's joke, Evelyn smiled and continued, "As far as I know, this punishment is called 'insect devouring', and it was the most vicious curse in ancient Egypt against the most heinous sinners. I've never heard of this curse being executed. ”

"So powerful?"

O'Connor had a strange look on his face, and he was running out of words. Not to mention the others, especially the three cowboys, whose faces are even more ugly. They remembered what the archaeologist had said, and at this time, they had a little fear of the unknown in their hearts.

"Yes, they ...... They don't do it because they fear the consequences. It is said that the resurrection of 'worm-eaten' sinners will bring about the ten plagues of Egypt. ”

What's worse is that first, this is not a fabrication, but the history they are witnessing at this time, and moreover, this is not an ordinary no-man's land, but the place where the myths and ghosts take place, the legendary city of the dead, the Tower of Hamna, I don't know how many bones and souls are buried underneath, and a considerable part of them are explorers who came here to hunt for treasures like them.

Even though some of them have been on the line of life and death all year round, after listening to Evelyn's last epilogue, they felt a little uncomfortable. At this time, they can only hope that they will have a little luck, and that they will not have nightmares tonight.

Not having nightmares doesn't mean you're lucky, though. Time passed, and after everyone else had returned to their camps to sleep, Evelyn had taken advantage of the archaeologist's sleep to sneak the scriptures out of his arms, and everything was on track and began to turn the gears of fate. In a short time, a calamity greater than a nightmare will come to the people.

The young man on the side said to himself when he saw this: "The fourth and last way." ”

He looked at the sky from afar, and the divine spiritual power that enveloped the entire Hamnata began to be infected by the evil spirits that hovered wantonly, and the resentful aura emanating from them. But these powers are not yet owned by the evil spirits, or rather, the evil spirits are powerless to touch the power of the gods. The young man looked at Evelyn who was leaving, the Black Sutra of the Undead in her hand, on which there was a powerful spiritual power, and there was a last seal left inside.

In fact, it is not appropriate to say that it is a seal. More precisely, it is the process of inducing the rebirth of the deceased and finally infusing the reincarnated body with spiritual power. Someone needs to read the scripture out in order to activate it. And at this time, the scheduled candidates are also ready.

3,000 years ago, when ancient Egypt was in its power, the high priests, pharaohs, princesses, princesses, and guards were just marionettes under the hands of the gods, and everything was calculated.

"Is this the world of the gods?"

The young man looked up and sighed, the starry sky here was silent.