Emmeho, Xue Wushu knows. In the plot designed by the main god, this is a very important character. It is said that he was a very famous great wizard in ancient Egypt thousands of years ago, with high magic power and was highly valued by the pharaohs at that time.

But this Emerhu's character is not very good, and while enjoying the high-standard treatment given by the pharaoh, he hooked up with the pharaoh's wife. As a result, the pharaoh found out, and the two of them killed the pharaoh directly without doing anything, but all this was discovered by the pharaoh's daughter, and the final result was naturally self-evident, and the two of them ended miserably.

Emmeho died, but his followers were determined to pass it on from generation to generation, never giving up on the idea of resurrecting the archsor. And it continues to the present. It's the men in red.

Now, the woman in front of Xue Wushu who has recovered the memory of his previous life, if he is not mistaken, is the wife of the pharaoh that Emmeho hooked up with. It seems that this bad relationship is also continuing?

The woman's attitude did not mean to be weak at all, and when she heard Xue Wushuan's question, she replied in a stiff tone: "Although you are also very strong, you are just an ant in front of Emmeho. Whatever you do will be regarded as a provocation to the great Emmehoe, and you will be punished with the severest punishment!"

Xue Wusuan pursed his lips, it seemed that this woman had also brainwashed herself like those dead people before. Good words are useless in this case.

"Is it? Emmaho is so powerful? Then why don't you call him out and clean me up? I think about it, it's not that you don't want to call him out, but you can't? Emmaho is dead, and now it's just a rotting corpse. Well, if I think about it again, you can't resurrect a dried corpse with your skills, so you need to rely on some props, for example, these two books, right?"

Every time Xue Wushu said a word, the woman's face turned pale. It soon became terrifying.

"If I take these two books away or destroy them, will Emmeho be able to resurrect them?"

The woman looked horrified and cried out, "No!

I was caught with a sore foot, so I couldn't keep my composure. The woman could only reply to Xue Wusuan's words in a stiff tone: "Emerhuo is still asleep, and we are looking for his body here." ”

Looking for corpses here?

Xue Wusuan secretly said in his heart: If Emerhuo was really buried here, then what about his soul after death?

Because he didn't know about Emmeho's soul fluctuations, Xue Wushu couldn't find it if he wanted to use his perception to probe and find it. Looking at the two books in my hand, I quickly had an idea.

Since he couldn't see the contents of the book for the time being, the book was of little use to Xue Wusuan, and he threw it back on the table directly.

"What's in this jar?" Xue Wushu asked as he picked up the magic jar again.

"That was Emmeho's most faithful servant. Only he can be unleashed. ”

"Let's go, let's go find out about the great wizard you spoke of, and I think there will be a good business to be done between me and him. ”

The woman was very surprised, and then found that her body had regained her freedom, and quickly asked, "Would you like to help us?" The Oriental was also a powerful wizard, and if they could get his help, they would be able to add another powerful boost to their plans.

"Help you? no, no, no, it's a deal. But whether it can be done or not, we have to wait and see. By the way, woman, what's your name?"

"My name is Ansunam. ”

Get out of the shed. Xue Wushu's appearance caused a wave of surprise on this huge excavation site, and the red-clothed people in the field had heard the rapid gunfire just now and had already surrounded him. But he saw his mistress Ansunam following behind this strange Oriental and waving them not to be nervous. One by one was a little stunned.

The sound of gunfire interrupted the excavation work. An old white man hurried over. He looked at Xue Wushu vigilantly, and then asked Ansunam, "Who is he?"

"He's a powerful sorcerer from the East, well, a businessman. He had a way to help us find Emmeho as soon as possible. Ansunam turned his head to Xue Wushu as he spoke, "Your Excellency the Wizard, this is Mr. Hafz, and he is also a faithful servant of Emmeho. ”

Xue Wusuan smiled, it turned out that this item was Hafutz, Your Excellency the curator of the British Museum?

I'm not interested in dealing with these inconsequential people. Xue Wusuan put his hands behind his back, held a cigarette, and walked towards the construction site while perceiving the search. After a while, a long object buried about fifteen or sixteen meters in the ground caught his idea. Upon closer inspection, it was a coffin with a dried corpse lying inside. What's interesting is that even though this body has decayed, a faint soul fluctuation keeps emanating from above.

It's just a fluctuation of the soul, not a complete soul. It's like a traffic light, it seems to be directing something.

"Right down there, keep digging, and it's about fifteen or sixteen meters. Xue Wushu pointed to the location of the dried corpse.

"What are you doing in a daze, go, go dig it!" Ansunam shouted excitedly to the red-clothed people around him. She had faith in the self-proclaimed businessman of the East. As for the fear that the other side has other plans, as long as you wait for Emmehoe to come back to life, everything is no longer a threat.

Hafuz and the other red-clothed men were half-convinced, and their vigilance was even higher. Because they were told by their men that it was this Oriental, and they had just killed a dozen of their companions in one go, and the captain of the black guard was also killed by him.

But soon these people became fanatical. According to Xue Wusuan's guidance, they dug a coffin under the loess. Then let Ansunam go up and sense.

Due to the relationship of his previous life, Ansunam was extremely excited to determine that the corpse in this coffin belonged to Emmeho.

Listening to the tsunami-like cheers of the surrounding mountains, Xue Wusuan pursed his lips and asked, "Now that you have found him, then resurrect him." ”

"No, the conditions here are not enough to set up an altar. We have to go back to London. Hafz immediately answered. He now had some belief that the Oriental was a wizard.

"Do you still need to rely on the altar?

"This Mr. Wizard. Emmeho had been asleep for thousands of years, and to resurrect him with the Bible, he needed to have the ability to bless the incantation on the altar. ”

Xue Wushu shrugged his shoulders and waved his hand to refuse the request to transport the coffin back to London with the red-clothed men. He planned to stay and study the magical formation beneath this land.

As for those two books, Xue Wushu is not in a hurry now, in his eyes, they are already his things, and it may be more helpful for his plan to use them for these people now.

The men in red departed one after another. And the coolies who were captured also fled from this dead place in twos and threes. It didn't take long for Xue Wushu to be left here.

With his eyes closed, he sensed the range of the underground formation again. Then Xue Wusuan raised his hands violently. A powerful hurricane within a radius of one kilometer appeared out of thin air, from the bottom to the top, rolling all the sand and stones on the ground into the sky, as if it was about to turn the heavens and the earth upside down!

About a minute or so, a terrifying crater with a radius of one kilometer and a depth of 100 zhang appeared at Xue Wushu's feet, and above his head, a land like an island was suspended.

Then, Xue Wushu smiled and floated down into the big pit.

(End of chapter)