bit stealing game

Chapter 65 Tricky

After Kawaii San said those astonishing words, he returned to his humble and slightly submissive look.

Everyone either looked surprised or solemn. Even Li Yuan's calmness, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, was struggling to maintain his composure. Only Lou Shiqi turned his head and looked around in confusion, wondering why everyone was so silent all of a sudden.

As if he had just realized that he had made an extraordinary speech, Kawaii San adjusted his glasses and smiled in apology. But now I couldn't simply regard him as a harmless scientist.

came a cheerful voice in a high-pitched voice.

"Smells really good!" Arnold came to us with his coquettish opening remarks, holding a glass of red wine in his hand at an inappropriate time. Morgan, Buswell and a few new faces came with him.

, all holding wine glasses without exception.

We all got up.

Meng Weiqing was reluctant to put the cat down and took a bottle of Erguotou in his hand. Tempura was also surprisingly humane and was not intimidated by the crowd. Instead, he followed Meng Weiqing around step by step. Meng Weiqing did not even lower his head.

Look, I haven't stepped on it yet.

While the two groups were toasting each other politely, I also took a few sips of sugar cane juice.

Jacqueline stood behind the crowd and waved in my direction. She held the cigarette between her fingers, and when she waved it, she brought up a thin stream of white mist.

After confirming that I was not being sentimental, I followed her and stood a little far away from the crowd. Jacqueline didn't speak at first, but just looked at me with a sense of exploration.

I waited patiently for a while.

The French woman took a puff of the cigarette with only the tail left, and after the smoke was gone, she said, "I was wondering what your problem is."

"Excuse me?" I suspected that I heard wrongly.

"What was played on the stone pillar in the Temple of Set this afternoon was not a common Senet game." Jacqueline lit a new cigarette and fiddled with her fluffy blond hair irritably with the fingers holding the cigarette. "I've never seen it before.

I have never really seen a Senet chess game like that, and even Patrick only saw it once in a collector's manuscript a long time ago. Before today, I always thought it was a figment of someone's imagination."

I was confused by this French archaeologist. "Excuse me, what does this have to do with me?"

"Senite will not be untied so easily." Jacqueline's eyes turned to me for the first time, but she quickly looked away as soon as they met. "The only way to pass the Senet round is to rely on

luck."

What she wanted to express was very obvious. I passed Senet by accident, just like Xu Zhu solved the Zhenlong chess game by closing his eyes. However, I asked myself that it definitely has no connection with ancient Egyptian religion, not to mention that all this is very possible.

They are all designed by someone.

But I didn’t express my suspicions. I just listened to Jacqueline continue talking in a vague French accent: “We are not the first people to go there in modern times. The French team played in Mento more than 70 years ago.

I have seen the information on the excavation of the temple, and we also went into the Temple of Horus not long ago. I also know a little bit about the fact that someone went into the Temple of Set sixty years ago. But even they,

There’s no reason anyone knows how to solve the Senet game.”

I interrupted her. "As I said at the scene this afternoon, I don't know how to untie Senet."

Jacqueline's words reminded me of the hand hiding in the dark, trying to control us. So my tone also became a little bad.

"No one will know." Jacqueline tilted her head and slowly blew out a smoke ring. She stared at the turbid air, as if she was staring at nothingness or looking at something concrete. "Because that's not the case.

It is used to kill time for mortals, but it is a game for gods."

The game of the gods? The gods that have long since fallen and have been submerged in the yellow sand for thousands of years?

"Why are you telling me this?" I looked into Jacqueline's trembling blue eyes through the gradually dissipating smoke.

After a long while, I heard her whispering to herself: "I'm afraid this trip will be very dangerous. I have to make plans."

When I returned to the place where the three bonfires were in 279, the people who came to toast were no longer there. Meng Weiqing and others were invited to go to the United Nations to continue the new round of politeness, and Kawaiisan also followed with tempura.

Only Lou Shiqi, He Rongchuan and a few others who stayed behind were left talking about everything.

I followed along and chatted for a while. Guangyu, who had returned from the United Nations, brought instructions from Meng Weiqing: He was going to the Temple of Set again later, and Chang Xiao and Lou Shiqi were prepared.

This combination is really surprising.

I looked at Lou Shiqi, who was also surprised, and asked Guangyu curiously: "Did Teacher Meng just let them go?"

Guangyu nodded.

The remaining people didn't have any objections, and didn't even express a certain degree of curiosity. They continued to drink and chat. Jiang Can only joked: "You won't have any part in eating supper tonight."

Although Chang Xiao has a smile in his name, he had a droopy face and sat aside indifferently throughout the whole process. It was only now that Meng Weiqing called him by name to go on a mission, and then he showed some sense of his presence as a member of 279.

This man is neither tall nor short, neither beautiful nor ugly. It is difficult to insist on overstating him in terms of presence. But although this man is not good-looking, he has a bit of intriguing energy. If nothing else, just his eyes.

I have seen too many beautiful eyes. Speaking more closely, Li Yuan and Ruiya's peach blossom eyes, Lou Shiqi's phoenix eyes, Arnold's blue eyes comparable to Walden Pond and Alex's emerald eyes are all very beautiful.

Beautiful. But this man's eyes actually have no special features. They just droop flatly, as if in defiance of gravity. When someone calls him, his eyelids have to drop down first before they are willing to lift up.

Lift it. Then the eyeballs hidden under the eyelids are moved in a condescending manner, revealing some black eyes. These reserved eyes are really dark, as if they have never seen the light. No wonder

Hidden tightly.

After listening to the organization's arrangement, Chang Xiao took a sip of wine and got up and returned to the tent before Lou Shiqi had a chance to get close to him. The latter had a sad face and sighed.

Lou Shiqi doesn't like Chang Xiao very much, because Chang Xiao basically never looked at him during the journey. Of course, I was treated the same way. But now Lou Shiqi and Chang Xiao have to go to work together, and they can't figure each other out.

It is inevitable that the number of road trips will be murmured.

"Why do you think we both need to go?"

He Rongchuan comforted him and said: "Brother Lou, don't worry, Chang Xiao is probably not targeting you." Under Lou Shiqi's sad gaze, he had no choice but to reveal the details of Chang Xiao: "Chang Xiao, like Comrade Wang Yu, cannot

He is considered a formal member of 279. It is said that he was invited as a foreign aid because of his personal relationship with Mr. Bai. Although we have never worked together, I understand that he is actually a good person. He is just a bit taciturn."

Lou Shiqi nodded vaguely after hearing this, showing a passive aura of resignation towards the next task.

"Why did Teacher Meng ask Qi Qi and Chang Xiao to go?" I still haven't figured out the significance of Chang Xiao in this operation of 279. Is it specifically to make people uncomfortable?

"Do you two still remember what happened in the previous ancient Egyptian ruins?" I had no hope at first, but He Rongchuan actually had some ideas.

Lou Shiqi and I both nodded.

He Rongchuan did not sell out. "This time we came to Egypt, the people seemed to have mixed relationships, but in fact there are some things to follow. Judging from the information I know, the situations I encountered a few times before, and everyone's response, I put everyone

It is roughly divided into technical group, capability group and action group.”

Now it wasn't just Lou Shiqi and I, Jiang Can and Han Jiangxue also came over to listen. Although Ding Ze didn't show much curiosity, he honestly stopped what he was doing.

He Rongchuan adapted well to the attention shown by everyone:

"The technical team is Guangyu, Jiang Xue, Chang Xiao, Brother Lou and Bucai.

I currently have two people in the ability group, Mr. Bai and Brother Yuechen. I won’t go into detail about Brother Yuechen’s ability. Basically, we can say that we are here because of Brother Yuechen’s uniqueness. Since Mr. Bai

Since joining 279, his superpowers have been indispensable when going out in the field. Things like hearing voices, identifying objects, and seeing objects in the dark. What’s even more amazing is that he can also tell the direction without landmarks."

When He Rongchuan said this, I suddenly realized the problem. "You mean Teacher Bai can also tell the direction?"

"Comrade Wang immediately got the idea right." He Rongchuan stroked his hands. "But I personally think his abilities are somewhat different from those of Brother Yue Chen. Perhaps they can be classified as 'sharp senses and extraordinary talents'. Let's focus first.

Let’s talk about the technical team that Brother Lou and Chang Xiao are in.”

I said "Oh", and Lou Shiqi also raised his ears and waited for the next words.

"Brother Guangyu, Jiang Xue, Brother Lou and I can be roughly divided into space and information communication. As for Comrade Chang Xiao, if I am not mistaken, he is doing cryptography research. If we can dig him over, we should

It’s going to be exciting.”

"But why do we need a decipherer?" I didn't understand. "Is it because we want to intercept the information over there?" As I said that, I glanced in the direction of the United Nations.

He Rongchuan shook his head. "I don't know about that. Maybe it's because there are still many mysterious messages in ancient Egypt that have not been deciphered? Comrade Wang should know better than me."

I laughed to myself. Now I don't know anything.

"Don't laugh. It is said that Chang Xiao has learned it from a master, and maybe he can also read Feng Shui." Jiang Can came over and said mysteriously. When it comes to gossip, this person doesn't look like a knife-tip licker.

"It's no use coming to Egypt if he knows how to read Feng Shui." Ding Ze directly made trouble for Jiang Can.

"Hey, you little cowherd, you're not happy, are you?" Jiang Can didn't have any sleeves to rub, so he could only wipe it on his arms with his hands.

Ding Ze glanced at him contemptuously: "Jiang Sihuzi, if you have the skills, let's practice."

Jiang Can and Ding Ze had a quarrel over there, and if they weren't afraid that the United Nations would see the joke, they would probably take action. Han Jiangxue sat quietly aside, not showing any surprise at this scene.

He Rongchuan continued unsurprisingly: "Next is Sister Xia. She and Brother Can who are fighting over there are both from the action team. It is said that she should be the pinnacle of our military force." When talking about Xia Shangzhou's military force value

When they were on the ceiling, Jiang Can, who was very capable at first sight, and Ding Ze, who was able to fight off poachers on his own, raised no objections. He Rongchuan paused, thought for a moment and shook his head, "Brother Yue Chen seems to be very skilled as well.

Awesome, but I probably won’t have the chance to see who is better.”

Li Yuan did have some skills, and they could not be trained by Shichahai Sports School. I looked at the other half of the fire, the United Nations territory. The figures of Meng Weiqing and others were blurry in the firelight. At least on the surface, they were talking to each other.

joyous.

Lou Shiqi muttered: "Since Yin Yuechen is so powerful, why don't you let him go and let me go instead?"

He Rongchuan smiled: "Perhaps Brother Yuechen has other important matters. But I don't know that, and there are people here who know him better."

I looked away.

After hearing what He Rongchuan said, Jiang Can had already let go of Ding Ze and was winking at Lou Shiqi. I ignored him and just asked: "Brother Chuan, have you forgotten a few people?"

"Don't worry, that's it." He Rongchuan wisely did not continue Li Yuan's topic. He looked around at the rest of us and held out three fingers: "There are three people in our team who have not been mentioned. Mr. Meng, Ruiya

Miss and Comrade Wang Yu.

Let’s talk about the immediate situation first. It’s Wang Yu who discovered the [Temple of Horus] under the archaeological team’s construction site and the [Temple of Set] in the village today. So far, it seems that he is destined to be there.

." After He Rongchuan finished speaking, everyone smiled kindly. I also raised my lips. Then he said seriously: "But as you said, this is probably someone's conspiracy against you. I personally don't know anything about it.

If there are too many, I won’t judge rashly. But this makes Comrade Wang Yu’s role more ambiguous, and I don’t know how to calculate it.”

I'm very grateful that He Rongchuan didn't say the word "scapegoat".

"Mr. Meng is not easy to classify. He has been in the organization for a long time and will not be sent out to do field work. He cannot be counted as a member of the action team. Moreover, due to experience considerations, he may be more inclined to rely on traditional means, so he will not return for the time being.

It's technical. As for superpowers, they can't be learned. So I'd say, "

"If you ask me, Meng Weiqing is just a bastard." Before He Rongchuan finished speaking, Jiang Can added something for him. This was not the first time that Jiang Can showed disdain for Meng Weiqing, but his arrangements for Meng Weiqing were not the same.

objection.

He Rongchuan finished his words: "So I would say that it is reasonable for Mr. Meng to receive the title of leading brother."

Ding Ze nodded in agreement.

"Miss Rhea is not the same kind of person as us. To be honest, I'm not sure why she is willing to come here."

I thought to myself that if it weren't for her sister's son, this eldest lady would not go to the desert to eat dirt. Her affection for Li Yuan is really touching.

"As expected of Brother Chuan, this analysis is thorough and in place." I gave a thumbs up.

Lou Shiqi could not help but nod his head sincerely.

He Rongchuan hurriedly said modestly: "I don't think I should take it seriously. It's just my personal habit of getting to know my companions."

At this moment, several more people came over. Being blocked by the firelight, I looked up and saw the liar Ali.

"Yu, can I delay you for a few minutes?" Hassan stood next to Ali, looking at me with sincere brown eyes without blinking.

I sneered. I ignored Hassan and went back to the previous chat. I was so deceived by these Egyptians that I couldn't hear a word of truth from their mouths. The more you listen, the more likely you are to be fooled.

When Lou Shiqi saw that it was Hassan and others, he jumped up. He had seen these people negotiating terms with me in the [Temple of Omniscience] under the Valley of the Kings, and had already linked them to terrorists.

Lou Shiqi is tall and tall. Although he is a fool on the inside, he looks quite capable of intimidating others.

Hassan took a step forward despite the pressure. "Yu, we are just here to talk to you. We really didn't hide it from you on purpose."

Didn't you mean to hide it from us? I looked at him with a smile on my face.

First, Ali used "prehistoric civilization" to dig holes on the Internet and lured me, Qi Tian and Zhang Yang in, while Hassan worked undercover in our archaeological team. Even Socrates placed sacrifices in the Temple of Kongsu to pretend to be a ghost.

They also defrauded us of twenty Egyptian pounds. After a few of their descendants of ancient Egyptian priests held me hostage in the Valley of the Kings, they lied to me and Li Yuan and said that they did not want to get involved in the affairs of ancient Egypt at all, and even took me with them in a pretentious manner.

The two met Mustafa. However, after we got help from Lord Black, they went to the Americans and said, "Because the Chinese have mastered many things, you have to bring us to balance the power."

Came here.

I have been thoroughly used by them. Now I still have the nerve to say that "it's all a misunderstanding." Maybe there are other plans waiting for me later.

"Wang Yu, don't listen to their nonsense. These people have not been able to hold their shit back. Let them talk about it here." Jiang Can also stood up. Although he is not particularly tall, he has a strong sense of oppression.

An Egyptian young man was as harmless as a little sheep in front of a traitor like him. Even though he didn't look very serious at ordinary times, the smoke of the battlefield never dissipated from Jiang Can's body.

Ding Ze stood silently next to Jiang Can, and He Rongchuan did not smooth things over this time.

I made up my mind not to be fooled again. However, I thought that there were some unexplainable things in the notes about the Temple of Set and Old Blake, so I still wanted to ask clearly. As for whether what these Egyptians said could be trusted.

So I stood up, patted Lou Shiqi who was standing in front of me, and said to Hassan, who looked solemn, "Then please explain why you sacrifice blood on the altar in the Temple of Set."

Hassan pursed his lips. Laila also did this when lobbying 279 to take her into the desert.

I stared at him, but got no reply.

"Okay, then we have nothing to talk about." I shrugged with a fake smile on my face.

As expected, these people cannot be trusted. They are simply more hateful than Karl. At least Karl was a bad person from the beginning, but these Arabs have been deceiving people all the time.

Hassan and Ali exchanged glances and then looked directly into my eyes again, ignoring Ali's frowning expression of disapproval.

We just watched them perform.

Hassan took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind: "We really don't want to be priests. After Laila's illness, everyone in the village avoided us, thinking that we were unknown. Except for immediate family members

, even those who are related to us isolate us because they are afraid of being 'infected'. Only Ali and the others still pay attention to us brothers and sisters." His voice was trembling, as if just reliving those days was painful enough.

He Rongchuan and Han Jiangxue pretended to go get something and politely avoided Hassan's past.

Jiang Can didn't care about this, and still stared at the Egyptians eagerly.

Although I was a little embarrassed to hear other people's sad stories, I felt sad when I thought that these were probably lies: "I'm sorry for what happened to you. But can we skip these and go to the sacrifice?"

"

Hassan was startled for a moment and nodded slightly. "It was my grandfather who told me that a sacrifice would be performed there."

This was beyond my expectation. "Didn't you decide to sacrifice after seeing the inscription?"

"No." Hassan smiled bitterly and shook his head. "The Arabic words on the altar were carved by my grandfather after he came back from the depths of the desert. He said that if there is another chance to go there, he must face his destiny again."

I was even more confused. "Didn't Mustafa destroy the address on the mural [Temple of Horus] under our construction site? I thought he didn't want people to find this place again."

"He really doesn't want to." Hassan lowered his eyes. "That's why he has never been there again in sixty years. But he told us that if anyone goes into the desert again, we have to complete what he didn't do back then.

Things. Otherwise, something more terrible will happen."

What's more terrifying? I frowned, and couldn't help but think of the Senet chessboard that appeared inexplicably in the Temple of Set, and the gods who might be resurrected through [ancient blood].

The words of the Egyptians have no credibility with me. However, the inconsistencies recorded in old Blake's notes and what I saw in the Temple of Set can indeed be explained to a certain extent by Hassan's statement.

If Mustafa really knew that there was something wrong with the altar, why did he sacrifice it sixty years ago? And what did the Jew Beyer know, and what mentality did he have to encourage Old Black to go deep into the desert?

Are there any unrecorded secrets in the double-layered murals of the Temple of Set?

I have to go to the Temple of Set again.

(End of chapter)