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Chapter 126 An Uneasy Sleep

I walked towards the only woman.

Even ignoring her gender, she was the most distinctive one among the corpses. The expressions of the other four were frozen in horror and anger, but she closed her eyes calmly. Not to mention the outfit, Lou Shiqi and I were there

Arnaud's Ball also played.

She should be "Sophie", the French archaeologist from the last century in Old Blake's notebook, and the reason why he came here.

Old Black is not here, and the other dead are all British soldiers.

I don’t know if I should breathe a sigh of relief. Maybe Sir Black’s uncle is still alive. And the time here is very strange. Maybe his uncle still looks like he did sixty years ago. I just don’t know between the living and the dead.

The treatment I received was completely different.

I looked at Sophie's peaceful face. She obviously had black hair and her eyes were closed, but I seemed to see Jacqueline. Maybe the French female archaeologist had something to do with it.

I watched for a while and squatted down next to Sophie's body. If she was really the archaeologist who insisted on coming to see the truth about the temple, then she must have what I need.

Sure enough, I found a notebook in Sophie's pocket. It was the same notebook as Old Blake's, and several pages had been torn out exactly the same. I flipped through it for a long time but couldn't find what I wanted. It seemed that someone had taken advantage of it.

Already.

Arnold, who was squatting next to me and rummaging through another corpse, said: "This is a German who also participated in the Western Desert Campaign."

How could a soldier from the Axis powers lie side by side with the Allies at the same time in the desert where both sides fought? I'm afraid it's another good thing that the United States did after the war to recruit war criminals for intelligence. Then I guess the rest of them may not be the same.

They're British soldiers, maybe they're a mixed bag of Yankees.

Wait, the Battle of the Western Desert. Could it be that someone discovered something was wrong here during World War II? So Alex’s grandfather, the Jew Beyer, deliberately got Old Black and others into this situation. But why?

No matter who has been here in the past sixty years, the information on the corpse has been taken away.

I took another look at the French archaeologist Sophie. I don’t know whether she killed these people and then committed suicide sixty years ago to protect someone, or to stop the truth here?

And there is another strange thing, that is why all these people died here? Patrick was shot by Stephanie, but the American soldier twelve years ago and Sophie sixty years ago both committed suicide.

, the French female archaeologist also took away four people, including World War II war criminals. It’s a pity that I’m not a psychic, otherwise I really want to find out.

I stretched my numb legs and went to inspect the four bronze jars with everyone else. Now no one in our small group of people who worked together trusted anyone else, so we simply acted at the same time.

But when we got to the end, everyone was dumbfounded. There was no bronze jar here, only a huge Eye of Horus painted on the wall. We looked around for a long time, but we couldn't see the shadow of the altar, let alone being able to enter.

The infinite loop of the backbone of Osiris.

Could it be that the way it was opened sixty years ago was wrong?

Just as he was about to go out and find another way, Xia Shangzhou said, "There's no need to look for it. I'm afraid this place just wants us to come here."

Only then did everyone realize that at some point a statue of a seated god, as tall as a person, had appeared behind us. The animal-headed god had no visible expression, but his posture was undoubtedly humble, and he was holding a shrine in his hands. I walked over and looked at the left shoulder of the god.

The inscription was heard and an exclamation of surprise was heard.

A mercenary behind the statue fell to the ground.

We all rushed over and stood still on the ground. It turned out that the statue had been hollowed out, and the lower part of the hollow was filled by a kneeling human body. The man's head happened to be resting on the position of the shrine. Waiting for the person to be removed

When he came out, he saw that it was the traitor who was killed by Leo after letting Stephanie go.

Leo and Jason looked hard to distinguish.

While they were inspecting the body, I turned on my flashlight and looked inside the statue. The statue was made of basalt, and there were densely carved inscriptions inside. When I read it, it didn't look like a blessing, but rather like an exorcism.

To exorcise evil spirits from idols?

I was wondering when I suddenly felt the surrounding light up. When I exited the statue, I found that the Eye of Horus on the mural was glowing with dazzling golden light. The mural boiled like lava and eventually melted on the wall. The golden liquid

The water flowed down and turned into half of a Senet chessboard. The ground where the bronze jar originally stood sank, and the other half of the chessboard was spread out in front of us in an instant.

Fortunately, those who were close were all skilled, so there were no casualties in this God's collapse of the house. After the chess game was laid out, a shaft tomb that was driven vertically into the floor and was more than half a person deep lay between us and the mural.

.A black sarcophagus quietly sank there, just inlaid in half of the Senet chessboard on the ground.

No one could take a breath, and the Senet chessboard came to life, as if someone was already playing chess. Densely packed inscriptions climbed all over the wall, and the golden fonts flowed like the blood of gods, carrying magic that mortals could not peep.

, sketched in the Book of Life and Death of the King of Hell.

When the inscription flows, the entire space is like the body of a certain life, and everyone's fate is closely related to it.

If we can solve the mystery here, maybe Li Yuan and the others will be less dangerous.

"What's going on?" Arnold motioned for everyone to step back, leaving room to see the entire chessboard. "Who is playing this game?"

In the game with the gods, both sides have five chess pieces in their hands. Li Yuan, Alex, Hassan, and Laila on our side have all sacrificed blood, so who is the fifth one?

Ali rushed to the front eagerly to rush into the chess game: "I'll do it!"

I quickly grabbed him. He was worried about his night, and I was worried about my moon. But now is not the time to be impulsive. One wrong move may put Li Yuan and the others in more danger. At this time, I caught a glimpse of the empty mouth again.

, seems to be a coffin sending an invitation.

"In that case, let's try becoming a god."

I took a step forward and happened to step onto the Senet chessboard. But someone moved faster than me. Taking advantage of his height and long legs, Arnold leaned over me towards the coffin to look at it. Then he put one hand on the ground and jumped first.

Got in.

I looked at him in shock.

Arnuo stood up from the coffin and looked at me: "I'll try to see if there's any danger first. It would be bad if something happens to Yu."

I didn't care that he was reckless and dared to jump casually into the grave. I forced myself to say calmly: "You have to lie down and look from the perspective of the 'dead'. Because the only way for a man to become a god is to die."

In ancient Egypt, mummies were buried with pillows on their backs, which had religious significance.

The upper part of the deceased's headrest represents the vast sky, the lower part represents the vast land, and the headrest represents the horizon. The person's head resting on the pillow symbolizes the sun god being lifted up from the underworld.

Arno didn't care what I said was bad luck. He lay down honestly, groping around with his hands to find some strange mechanism, and muttered: "This pillow is so weird, it's really uncomfortable to lie down on."

I kept staring at the golden inscriptions on the mural that flowed like the blood of gods. Just when Arno sat up and said: "I can only see the ceiling when I lie there, there is nothing here." He disappeared just now.

The Eye of Horus suddenly blinked, and then the whole space seemed to tremble, as if someone was gasping for air. Several familiar names of the kings appeared below the Eye of Horus. The Ancient Kingdom

There are those who arrived in the New Kingdom, but they are all "orthodox" pharaohs. In other words, they are pharaohs who were recognized by the gods in their era and passed down through blood. Then those kings' names are circled, which represents the pharaoh's

Death. The names of the dead pharaohs are listed below the Eye of Horus, like tears of blood.

Next, the names of the pharaohs were absorbed into the mural, and then a god opened the Eye of Horus and occupied the entire wall.

The gods that the Pharaoh paid for with his death? Along the way, it is never a good thing for us to encounter something related to gods. I jumped in before Arno could come out.

"Hurry up and close the coffin lid! It's the statue just now!"

I spoke in Chinese in desperation, and everyone was a little confused for a moment. Chang Xiao started pushing the hollowed-out statue without saying a word, and Jason immediately started to help him. Xia Shangzhou looked at me worriedly, and I urged her

Hurry up. I don't know what the change from pharaoh to god means, but I have an intuition that Li Yuan and the others are in danger, and we ourselves are not that safe either.

The sarcophagus closed heavily.

Arno and I were crowded in the gorgeous coffin. The pillow was indeed as uncomfortable as he said, but the dead never complained. I turned on the flashlight and illuminated the unfamiliar starry sky in front of me. Sure enough, what I saw from this angle was another.

A scene.

A backbone of Osiris broke through the star composed of inscriptions, and on it, chess pieces made of encore formed a game of Senet.

Use the Talisman of Life as a chess piece and the spine of Hades as a chessboard?

It was obviously mainly blue, but after looking at it for a long time, it showed a bit of red. I stretched out my hand to touch it and got some viscous liquid. There was actually blood in the groove of the coffin board, and it was not dry yet.

Arno suddenly moved, and I immediately became nervous and alert to potential dangers. Unexpectedly, this little guy took out a handkerchief from his pocket and started wiping the blood on my fingers. I don’t know when, the blood on my hands

The bruises have disappeared.

I pulled my hand back, almost swearing, but Arnold said seriously: "If someone was once imprisoned here, where is that person now? Or, originally, that person was indeed dead, but later

Resurrected again."

Could it be that Senet Game really started something extraordinary?

Arnold unfolded his handkerchief, and there was a mark of blood on it, which I just touched from the coffin board. Since the blood was still fresh and not dry, no matter what the situation was, it should have happened not long ago.

We both turned our heads at the same time, and our eyes met above the pillow with the swallows painted on it, both of which were filled with horror.

The sealing effect of the sarcophagus was really good. The air began to become thicker, and the eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. At this time, I seemed to hear someone say:

Don't fall asleep.

Swallows will awaken you, sleeping dead, they will raise your head. Rise up and shake off the hurt and the curse you have endured. Ptah has defeated your enemies and harmed you.

The guy finally brought it upon himself.

There is a mantra in the "Pyramid Inscription" that Shu, the god of air, "looks forward to you (referring to the dead king) and places himself under you", which represents the symbolic meaning of the headrest.

-[Book of the Dead]

Flail: Pharaohs are usually depicted holding flails and hooks, symbolizing agricultural prosperity and strength.

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