Tom Cat breaks through the dimensional wall

"Excuse me...are you Mr. Jackie Chan? Jack Cheng."

In front of Tom Mu and the others was a British girl wearing a white shirt and a black skirt, with curly brown hair and an elegant and classic temperament.

This girl has obviously read the novel "The Adventures of Jackie Chan".

She was even holding the book in her hands at this time.

Jackie Chan never expected that he would meet someone who knew him when he arrived in Egypt.

After looking at the woman in front of me and the book in her hand, I suddenly understood everything.

Looking helplessly at Tang Mu, Jackie Chan then faced the woman and smiled awkwardly: "Hello, I am Jackie Chan. Who are you?"

To be honest, Jackie Chan doesn't really want to become famous.

But every time he was recognized, he had to admit that he felt a little secretly happy.

Such complex emotions often make Jackie Chan feel a little embarrassed.

"Hello, my name is Evelyn Carnahan. I am currently working in the Cairo Museum, and I can be considered a scholar of ancient Egypt. I have read your thesis and your novel, and I think you are very powerful. "

Evelin is obviously a straightforward and relatively innocent girl, and she seems a little excited when talking about topics that interest her.

"Thank you very much for liking my paper. But that book was not written by me, but by our cat. The author's name is his name, Tom."

Jackie Chan, as he spoke, also introduced Tom Mu who was on the side to Evelin.

"Tom, say hello to Miss Evelyn."

After hearing this, Tom Mu saluted Evelin in a very gentlemanly manner. He even didn't forget to walk up to Evelin, raised her hand, and made a standard kiss on the hand.

Evelin had never seen this scene before, and she was immediately stunned and stayed there.

Cats like Tom are really beyond Evelin's imagination.

"Uh...Hello, Mr. Tom."

Evelin didn't know what to say at this time, so she had to look at Jackie Chan again and asked: "Mr. Jackie Chan, are you also here to participate in this archaeological operation?"

Hearing Evelin mention this topic, Jackie Chan was also a little surprised, but in this way, the strange feeling of the two meeting for the first time was dispelled a little.

When there is a common topic, the distance between strangers will be instantly shortened.

"I was indeed invited by the British Museum, and so was Miss Carnahan?"

“Just call me Evelin.”

Evelin let out a little breath, then straightened her chest, coughed twice, trying to be more professional, and said: "I was not invited by the British Museum, but they want to come to Egypt for archeology, and Egypt is not Maybe they won’t send anyone to follow.”

"I now work at the Cairo Museum. My parents have been conducting archaeological research in Egypt during their lifetimes. Our family has deep feelings for Egypt."

"This time when people from the British Museum come over, I will accompany them throughout the whole process on behalf of the Cairo Museum."

"I see. I hope Miss Evelin will give me more support for the archaeological operation in a week."

Jackie Chan and Evelin exchanged polite words.

"No, I still have a lot to learn. Mr. Jackie Chan's papers on ancient Egyptian have inspired me a lot. Those who came here this time are also well-known experts and scholars."

“Not only the British Museum, but also people from the Louvre have contacted us to come.”

Evelin's words made Jackie Chan stunned, and he was a little surprised that people would come from the Louvre.

After all, it was the British Museum that invited him.

The archaeological remains this time were discovered by people from the British Museum. Logically speaking, they would not share this archaeological discovery with other museums.

When Tang Mu next to him heard this, he thought it was nothing and quite normal.

Just think about what France has done in Africa in history.

The influence of Gallic chicken on Africa is not small at all.

I guess the people at the British Museum really want to keep it a secret.

But after a lot of secrets were released, the matter was still revealed.

It's quite sad to say.

It is obviously a site belonging to Egypt's own country, but it is being conducted by experts from other countries for archaeological activities.

"It's still some time before the archaeological operation starts. What are you going to do during this time? Are you planning to travel around Cairo? If so, I can be your tour guide."

With that said, Evelin handed a business card to Jackie Chan, waved her hand and said, "I have something to do now, so I have to go back to the Cairo Museum first, otherwise the curator will have to miss me again."

Jackie Chan took the business card and waved to Evelin, watching her run away.

Xiaoyu next to her looked at the interaction between Jackie Chan and Evelin with a playful look on her face. She stood there like a little adult with her hands folded across her chest, seeming to be considering whether to call Little Snake.

After all, in Xiaoyu's opinion, the little snake is much cooler than the British woman Evelin.

If Xiaoyu were asked to choose an aunt, she would definitely choose Xiaoshe.

Jackie Chan didn't know what was going on in Xiaoyu's mind, and he actually didn't have any thoughts about Evelin.

However, after learning that she was a staff member of the Cairo Museum, Jackie Chan was thinking about whether he could use his connections to take a look at the museum's collections that were not publicly displayed.

Evelin had already left, and Jackie Chan continued to take Tang Mu and Xiaoyu to the small restaurant he recommended for dinner.

It is said that Egypt has three treasures.

Shisha, kusari and perfume.

Kushari is a special delicacy in Egypt, but it is not quite to Jackie Chan's taste.

When I first came to Egypt, the first thing I saw, or the most common Egyptian treasure, was undoubtedly the hookah.

On the streets of Egypt, you can often see many men sitting on the side of the road. In front of them is a stove filled with water, and there is a long pipe with a mouthpiece on it.

When smoking hookah, they will first pour water or mint into the pipe.

Then connect the pipe and the pipe, and then put the fruit spices of personal preference into the pipe.

Yes, it is fruit spices, not the tobacco that most people imagine, or something worse. In Egypt, the thing is commonly known as "Xixia", which is an essence extracted from fruit.

After the spices are placed, wrap the pipe with aluminum foil and pierce the hole, then put the burning charcoal on the aluminum foil, and take a few puffs, so that the charcoal will ignite the tobacco.

Then, the spices turn into smoke, and the fragrance of fruit will be filled nearby.

Depending on personal preferences, spices also have different flavors.

Banana, apple and mango are all common flavors.

Egyptian men like to smoke hookah, just like Shanghai liked to drink coffee in the 1980s. It is a fashion and has also evolved into a lifestyle.

In Egypt, hookah pipes are really everywhere, all over the streets and alleys.

Generally speaking, hookah bars provide tea and snacks in addition to hookah.

Egyptian men often sit here for an entire afternoon.

When Tom and Xiaoyu passed by these hookah bars, they were also quite curious.

They couldn't help but slow down their pace and stare at them.

A Coptic man was so happy to see Tom and Xiaoyu, these two little cuties, that he handed over the cigarette holder with a smile and asked them to try it.

What kind of personalities do Xiaoyu and Tom have?

They are never timid.

When they saw someone smoking hookah for them, they reached out to take it without thinking.

Jackie Chan, who was walking in front, turned his head by chance, and suddenly his head was full of black lines. He ran back quickly, picked up one in each hand, apologized to the smoking men, and hurried away.

After walking a distance, Jackie Chan put Tang Mu and the others down, and knocked on the two little heads angrily.

"How dare you try anything? Although the hookah smells good, it is not a good thing. The harm of smoking is no less than smoking."

"Those artificial hookah tobacco contains substances such as phenol, which are converted into carcinogenic acryloyl during the combustion process. The content of this substance is 400 times higher than the carcinogens contained in cigarettes."

"And this thing is burned with charcoal to maintain the taste and smoke concentration. The carbon monoxide is 100 times that of smoking cigarettes. Don't touch it again in the future."

Jackie Chan was also very worried about Xiaoyu and Tang Mu, and he spoke earnestly.

Tang Mu really didn't know this.

Hearing Jackie Chan say this, he was also scratching his head.

It is not afraid of any harm, but it is one thing to be afraid of it, Xiaoyu is not as immortal as it is.

I have to be more careful in the future.

In this mission world, following Jackie Chan around the world, there are many other things, which is quite broad.

Before Tang Mu became a cat, he did not have the opportunity to travel abroad at will.

After passing the hookah restaurant, he walked two steps forward and arrived at the small shop mentioned by Jackie Chan.

After a dinner, Tang Mu and his friends were quite satisfied.

The taste was a bit subtle, not quite the same as the usual Chinese food.

But it was actually quite delicious.

This is also an exotic flavor.

It feels good to experience it occasionally.

It’s just that Tang Mu sat at the table to eat like a human being, attracting the attention of many diners.

In other words, it is Egypt now, not ancient Egypt.

Otherwise, based on the character of those ancient Egyptians who were heavily addicted to cats, cats like Tang Mu would be regarded as the incarnation of gods and worshipped as soon as they appeared.

After finishing the meal, it was already evening.

After leaving the store, I saw that it was already dark outside.

Jackie Chan originally wanted to go back to the hotel to rest.

But Xiaoyu thought it was still early and she was still very energetic, so she suggested to go around and see the night view of Cairo.

Xiaoyu said so, Jackie Chan had no reason to go back to the hotel, so he took Xiaoyu and the others to stroll around Cairo at night.

Although it was night, the traffic on the streets of Cairo did not decrease at all, and it was still flowing.

Tang Mu found that many people here crossed the road directly.

There was no zebra crossing or waiting for traffic lights.

Basically, they gathered in a group and crossed directly.

At that time, the drivers on the road would slow down or stop directly.

Jackie Chan and his friends walked all the way to the east.

After walking and stopping, they finally arrived at Guli Palace.

There were orange lights on here, and the crowds of people were bustling. It looked very lively, which attracted Jackie Chan and his friends who were strolling there.

There was a small stage here, and it seemed like there was some kind of performance going on.

Unfortunately, Tang Mu and Xiao Yu were not tall enough, and their sight was completely blocked by the crowd in front of them.

They couldn't see even if they wanted to.

Tang Mu pouted and took out two submarine periscopes. He took one for himself and gave one to Xiao Yu.

The man and the cat raised the periscope and aimed it at the stage.

Suddenly, I saw five men wearing white headscarves, green clothes, and wide skirts dancing Sufi dance on the stage.

This is a Muslim Sufi dance.

Generally speaking, it is constant rotation, all kinds of rotations.

By rotating, their wide skirts form a giant circle.

It is said that by spinning, you can get closer to the horizon of Allah.

Tang Mu knows this Sophie Dance.

When I was in the main world, I saw it on the small broken station.

The main reason is that the name of this dance is a bit special, and it is difficult for people to remember it.

Tang Mu and Xiaoyu are really like tourists.

I came here just for traveling.

In the foreign land of Egypt, I enjoyed watching the Muslim dance.

Jackie Chan seems much more boring.

He also watches the show, but also observes the buildings and people around him.

My mind is filled with the history of Egypt.

As he watched, he suddenly saw a somewhat familiar man out of the corner of his eye.

This made Jackie Chan a little concerned. He couldn't help but narrow his eyes and turned his head to look over there.

Among the crowd off the stage, a middle-aged white man with a tall nose and deep eyes, messy blond hair, who looked to be in his forties or fifties, stood there and looked up at the performance on the stage.

Jackie Chan knew this man. Although he had not seen him in person, he had seen his photos.

He is none other than Boyan Patel, curator of the Egyptian section of the British Museum.

It's just that Jackie Chan is a little strange, Dr. Boyang is still in the UK.

As he said when communicating on the phone before, because he still has a lot of preliminary preparation work, he will not arrive in Cairo until a week later.

But he was obviously already here at this time, so why did he lie?

"Um?"

Dr. Boyan seemed to feel that someone was looking at him, and turned his head in confusion.

Jackie Chan was startled, quickly turned his back, and pulled a man's turban over his head, trying to hide his face.

This action did not make Dr. Boyang notice Jackie Chan, but Jackie Chan's state at this time was slightly embarrassing.

The person whose turban was pulled off by Jackie Chan was an Arab man.

At this time, the two were very close to each other. Because they shared the same headscarf, they were almost face to face.

Jackie Chan looked at the bearded Arab man in front of him and couldn't help but smile awkwardly.

Momo returned the scarf to him, and with a forced smile, he patted the man's head gently, trying to pretend that nothing happened.

"Haha, your headscarf is very beautiful, I just want to take a look."

Jackie Chan put his hands behind his back, grinned his big white teeth, and silently took two steps back.

It can be seen that Jackie Chan wants to put the matter to rest.

But the Arab man obviously didn't think so.

He just felt that he was greatly offended.

Suddenly he narrowed his eyes dangerously and snorted coldly.

"Hehe, brother, your robe is also very nice. If nothing happens, I will leave first."

Jackie Chan said, already starting to walk backwards.

He had a keen sense that something was wrong.

"Ah!"

The Arab man suddenly roared.

A group of the man's companions around him all turned their heads and turned their attention to Jackie Chan, who had a forced smile on his face.

The next second, Jackie Chan turned around and ran. As he ran, he did not forget to shout to Tom Mu and the others: "Tom! Xiaoyu! Don't stay out for too long! Remember to go back to the hotel early!"

Jackie Chan's shouts were heard.

Tang Mu and Xiaoyu, who were still concentrating on watching the performance, couldn't help but turn their heads and suddenly saw Jackie Chan running away.

Behind him were a group of Egyptian men who were shouting and killing.

"What's going on?"

Xiaoyu was also confused when she looked at Jackie Chan who was running away.

Tom Mu didn't know what was going on, so he could only shrug his shoulders and spread his hands, tilting his head to show that he was unclear.

However, looking at Jackie Chan being chased by a group of people, it doesn't feel inconsistent at all.

No matter when or where he was being chased by a large group of people, it felt normal.

Seeing Jackie Chan running further and further away shouting "bad luck, bad luck, bad luck", Tang Mu didn't have anything to worry about.

Anyway, with his strength, he won't encounter any trouble.

It's more than enough to protect yourself when facing the devil, let alone a group of ordinary people.

"That man looks a bit familiar..."

Dr. Boyang also looked at Jackie Chan's running back, feeling like he had seen it somewhere before.

But just now it was just a glimpse, and I really can’t remember anything.

Ever since, Dr. Boyang stopped thinking about it, since it had no impact anyway.

"Jingle bell."

At this moment, Dr. Boyan's cell phone rang with a very retro ringtone.

He seemed to be waiting for the call. After the ringing, he took out his mobile phone and left the crowd watching the performance.

"How's it going? Is there any news from Hamnata?"

As Dr. Boyan walked, he suppressed his excitement and asked questions.

"We have some clues here. We found a deserter from the French Foreign Legion from Thebes. He said that he had been to Hamna Tower before, but he needed us to pay him a fee as a guide."

Listening to the voice coming from the other side of the phone, Dr. Boyan nodded. Waiting for him to speak, he continued: "Yes, as long as we can find the true location of the legendary City of the Dead and Hamna Tower."

"Okay, doctor, I know what to do."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and it seemed that there was still some doubt, so he asked again: "Doctor, if we find Hamunatta, are we going to arrange this archaeological activity in Hamunatta?"

Hearing this, Dr. Bojan chuckled: "How is that possible. Hamunatta is the truly important treasure, and it must not be known to more people."

"Although the ruins we found in Aswan are also good, they are completely incomparable to Hamunatta. It is just a bonus to distract the attention of the guys in the Louvre."

"How much money can be made from archaeological studies? If you want to get rich, you still have to find real treasures. Moreover, if my information is correct, there is a treasure in Hamunatta that I have always dreamed of."

The other end of the phone became interested: "What treasure?"

"You don't need to know this. Do you still want to graduate with full credits?"

Dr. Bojan was a little dissatisfied.

The other end of the phone was silent again.