Fantasy World Transmigration

Chen Ang stood on the square behind the museum. Since the transformation ceremony was held for Hong Fan last time, it had been transformed into a magic ceremony altar. The position where Chen Ang was located was exactly a slanted four-sided stone pillar, a granite pillar It was about half a person tall, and when Chen Ang stood in front of it, it was slightly tilted, as if the slope where the pages were spread out just reached his chest.

The slope of the stone pillar faces Chen Ang, like a stone platform for books.

Various complex and scattered symbols are engraved with gold on the granite slope, including complex geometric figures and ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs. The stone platform is surrounded by a huge circular platform. If Chen Ang stands behind the stone platform, it will be able to See a mysterious zodiac chart, adjusted to the position corresponding to today's astrology.

Standing on the stone platform, Chen Ang put the two scriptures, the Golden Sutra of the Sun and the Black Sutra of the Dead, on the stone platform, opened them with a polygonal key, and spread out the pages of the books. The air completely refracts the starlight on the sky, corresponding to the astrological altars around the stone platform, which is extremely mysterious.

On Chen Ang's left hand, which represents the special position of the ancient Egyptian underworld, there is a square black pool. The rippling black water surface is thick and pure black, and the liquid inside is mysterious and abnormal. Moved from the altar room of the tower.

Late at night!

The quiet museum suddenly picked up the wind, and the lights around the altar square flickered. In the normally brightly lit museum, tonight there was only the rustling of palm tree leaves. Accompanied by the night wind, a masked man in black robe suddenly appeared in front of Chen Ang. Standing on the path leading to the stone platform, looking at Chen Ang from a short distance.

He saw a bundled mummy on the altar on Chen Ang's right hand, and suddenly became nervous. The man in black under the mask whispered: "Ansuna!"

The excited black-robed man took off the mask on his head, revealing a withered and broken skull. A trace of warmth appeared on his ferocious face. He came to the mummy on the altar without even looking at the mummy lying beside the mummy. A young and beautiful woman leaned down affectionately and kissed the decayed and dilapidated mummy.

With a hoarse voice, he said the greeting that spanned three thousand years: "Ansuna, my love!"

Imerton finally calmed down a bit after offering the kiss after three thousand years. He turned his head to look at Chen Ang who was watching all this calmly in front of the stone platform. There was deep fear in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, and finally asked: "You used Ansuna to force me to come here, is it to watch all this?"

Emerton took two steps forward, looking at Chen Ang's calm and deep eyes: "A group of weird and mysterious people like you found me, claiming to be thieves who collect money for work, although they tried their best to show greed, I saw you They smelled a very similar smell to you. My intuition told me that you came from the same place.

Can't get rid of it! "

"But they showed a hidden deep hostility towards your servants." Imerton sneered: "They should be your enemies!"

Chen Ang shook his head silently, and said with a smile: "I never regard anyone as my enemy..."

Chen Ang smiled sincerely and gently. He turned his head to look at the sarcophagus that once sealed Imerton, and said with emotion: "When I saw the passage you carved on the sarcophagus with your sharpened finger bones, .I really want to talk to you..."

Imerton sneered and said: "You will never understand my mood at that time, except for Ansuna, no one will understand my anger and hatred at that moment. Anything you say here will only let I think you want to use me. But now that you have the Black Book of the Dead and the Golden Book of the Sun, you have everything I desire, so you can just say what you want?"

"Do you want power, wealth, or Egyptian spells and secrets?" Imerton looked at him deeply, and sighed in a low voice: "Or do you want to use me to defeat your enemies?"

Chen Ang smiled, shook his head lightly and said: "I have said it all... I have no enemies! Sometimes, when I do my things, I will hurt some people, and sometimes some people's interests are different from mine. There are conflicts... people live in the world, there are always conflicts, they may regard me as a deadly enemy, want to hurt and destroy me...but I never care!"

"I don't care about those ants, I don't care about their threats, I don't care about their joy, I don't care about their love and hatred, I don't care about their teeth and claws and provocations, I just always move in one direction, and I don't care about the deaths and threats of the ants under my feet... There is no place for hatred in my heart!"

Chen Ang smiled very calmly, and he said with emotion: "So, Imerton! You are not my enemy, and they are not my enemy, my enemy... If there is one, it will always be myself!"

"If you are willing to return Ansuna to me, I am willing to do anything for it!" Imerton looked into Chen Ang's eyes and said word by word.

Chen Ang looked compassionately, shook his head slightly and sighed: "What people pray for is often imposed, and it's what they don't want to see... I will resurrect her, but it's not necessarily what you want."

Chen Ang stroked the Black Sutra of the Dead on the right hand of the stone platform, and began to recite softly: "Sun, Taiyin, Nine Earths, Yellow Springs..." The same voice was also chanting the mantra of the Sun Golden Sutra, and Chen Ang read it at the same time. Chanting different mantras from two scriptures: "The sun, the sun, the eye of the falcon, the light of the scarab, the heart of the ram, the root of the crocodile, the soul of the cat..."

The two voices with the same tone, one after the other, echoed over the empty altar like a symphonic poem. Sometimes the voice was high-pitched, like a crack of gold and stone, and sometimes it was low-pitched, like rolling thunder, pounding heavily on Imerton's heart. He eagerly and fearfully avoided Chen Ang's frontal direction, avoiding the Golden Sutra of the Sun, which he was most afraid of.

In the lower right corner, representing the direction of Saturn, countless densely squirming scarabs crawled towards the altar on Chen Ang's right hand. A golden scarab crawled to Ansuna's side surrounded by the swarm, Imerton thought. He wanted to stop it, but as an undead soul, he was extremely weak in front of the scarab that represented the power of rebirth.

A high-pitched falcon's cry came from the sky, which made Imerton tremble as if seeing a natural enemy.

Although hovering over his head was his nemesis, Imerton still relied on the courage of his love for Ansuna and stood in front of Chen Ang. Unexpectedly, the falcon representing the sun god Ra did not harm him, the undead. Instead, it landed beside Ansuna, standing side by side with the golden beetle.

But when the cat with two-color pupils appeared next to Chen Ang, Imerton finally couldn't help howling, and dodged far away. The elegant cat rubbed Chen Ang's fingertips and walked towards the blooming An The altar of Su Na's body rose and fell deftly, sitting next to the falcon, followed by a huge crocodile and an ordinary ram, and the five animals lined up in a row and scattered in Ansu Around Na, Imerton hid further away.

Following Chen Ang's chanting, the pool of black water on his left boiled, and amidst the unwilling roars of countless dead, a shadow that made Imerton's dream come out of the black pool, and she slowly She came to the altar and reunited with her former body. The internal organs sealed in the five holy objects were reborn on her body with Chen Ang's hiding.

Holding on to the weak opportunity of the five holy relics, Imerton couldn't stand it anymore, rushed to Ansuna, and pressed the sacrificial knife beside her on her hand. The two mummies finally met again after a thousand years of time , Ansuna looked affectionately at the withered and corrupted skull in front of her, and murmured, "Imorton!"

Imerton drew the sacrificial knife and pierced the heart of the sacrifice next to him.

Blood was all over Ansuna's body, her flesh and blood began to fill, fine blood lines grew on her bones, her body trembled violently, she broke free from the bandages, even though the bandages were firmly tied, after three thousand years of erosion, These linen bandages could no longer trap the reborn Ansuna.

Under the moonlight, the plump female body shone with a healthy bronze color. She looked at herself excitedly, and at Imerton, the two embraced and wept. Ansuna picked up the sacrificial knife and looked back at Chen Ang. Showing a cold smile, she said to Imerton in ancient Egyptian: "Imorton, wait a moment. I'll be fine soon!"

Ansuna, who was holding the sacrificial knife upside down, was murderous. She came down from the altar barefoot, and walked towards Chen Ang like a dexterous and dangerous cat. The sacrificial knife in her hand shone coldly.

Imerton hurriedly stopped: "Ansuna! He is very dangerous!"

He looked back at Chen Ang and said, "Give me these five holy objects, and I will do something for you!"

Ansuna didn't understand and said: "No, Imogen! No one can threaten you..." Ansuna looked back at Chen Ang and sneered: "Since he did this, I should take care of your troubles, Imogen Believe me, no dead man can make a request." Ansuna, who did not understand all cause and effect, decided to end all this for her lover in her own way.

But Imerton knew that Chen Ang was terrible, and he hurriedly wanted to stop Ansuna, but the spell in Chen Ang's mouth continued, and he sang softly: "The dead should not live, and the dead should not live." It should come. Between life and death, there are barriers. The dead should not touch the fingertips of the living, and the living should not see the face of the dead or hear its words..."

"Ansuna!" Imerton yelled.

But Ansuna acted as if she had never heard of it, she still didn't turn her head, she held the sacrificial knife and walked towards Chen Ang who was reciting the mantra calmly, maybe she thought that her lover was smiling and approving behind her, acquiescing to her behavior, A terrified Immorton stepped forward and took her hand.