Starting from the Zhang family of the stolen pen to start the disco therapy

"There's still hair left." Tom moved his neck and wrists, then repeated the same process. The melted silica cooled quickly, and he quickly drew out long, straight hair.

Zhang Qiyuan was surprised by Tom's move: "Wow, you should explore your handcraft skills, this is a new track."

Tom didn't say anything, but in fact, he was thinking, he was the chief executive of the wizarding world, who would let him do such manual work? Only the chairman would make him willing to put away his arrogance and disdain.

And in the process of carving, Tom was slowly deepening the impression of that glimpse.

One look and you ruin an eye.

This is something that needs to be savored.

Assembling and welding, oh no, it was fire welding, Tom planned to complete the splicing, and then carefully modify the pattern on the clothes, but before he put his head on...

Lightning bolts twice as strong as before struck without warning.

This time, not only did Tom's work melt, but Tom was also burnt.

Tom closed his eyes and said, "Why? Chairman, you know I will never succeed."

Zhang Qiyuan considerately used water to clean Tom's black face and hands. He looked at Tom's burnt hair, feeling a little sorry for his slightly curly black hair. He used Fengshou...

"Chairman, I think my hair is a bit... too long." Tom moved his black curly hair that reached below his shoulders.

Zhang Qiyuan looked at the long-haired Tom and laughed out loud while lying on the sand: "Hahahahahahaha, Princess Tom! Hahahahahaha!"

Laughing and rolling around.

Tom watched this scene quietly. He just felt that the world was so noisy, with knives cutting and curses cutting his hair. Although it was not perfect, at least he was not Princess Tom now.

After Zhang Qiyuan finished laughing, he saw Tom's hair that looked like it was being chewed by a dog, and he started laughing again.

Tom took a deep breath, his anger rising. He grabbed a handful of sand, used a bonding spell to form a perfect ball, and then accurately attacked Zhang Qiyuan's head.

It was as if Zhang Qiyuan had eyes on the back of his head. He turned his head and knocked it hard, and the sand ball was launched back the same way it came.

Tom had already made a lot of sand balls and began an intensive attack.

Under the campfire, the sand fight game officially began.

It was not until Xiaoliang came out that he saw that all the sand in Hamunaptra had turned into round sand balls, and there was a sea of ​​sand balls everywhere. He was a little scared, thinking that these two could roll all the sand in the Sahara into balls.

Xiao Liang complained in his heart: It’s rounder than the scarabs.

"Chairman, I'm ready!"

When Zhang Qiyuan heard the sound, he immediately cast a spell on Tom and then floated him in front of Xiaoliang.

Tom was still able to speak, and he said speechlessly: "Chairman, I can float over by myself."

After all, there was no place left on the "battlefield" they had just been on.

Zhang Qiyuan released the spell and said, "Go to work!"

Tom looked at Zhang Qiyuan who took out the cannon, and had a bad feeling in his heart: "Chairman, do you want to set off sand fireworks?"

"You want to play too?" Zhang Qiyuan looked at Tom warily and covered the muzzle of the gun tightly.

Tom waved his hand: "I just want to watch."

Sand fireworks and flying dust, he wanted to see how the chairman would play.

Seeing that Tom really just wanted to watch, Zhang Qiyuan did not hesitate to adjust the angle of the cannon barrel.

"Luminescent Flash." An advanced version of the fluorescent spell that can be evenly dispersed on the sand.

A series of sand balls were thrown out, forming a straight line that froze in the air for a second before disintegrating in an instant. The glittering sand formed a huge curtain of light...

The sparkling gravel rolled down like the Milky Way falling to the ground.

Zhang Qiyuan thought it could be improved, so he stuffed more seeds into the barrel, and then all kinds of colorful flowers bloomed on the Milky Way, like a sky garden...

Tom watched quietly. When it came to having fun, the chairman always had his own ideas.

For the first time, Hamunaptra was full of flowers, flourishing and full of spring.

After playing around, it was getting late.

Fortunately, Xiaoliang had finished his work, with only the last item left.

Tom mobilized the symbols in the void, and a string of golden symbols appeared one after another. In the lighted tomb, the symbols were arranged in combinations and floated in the air.

Xiao Liang bowed devoutly and then chanted a spell:

"Gathering bones like dirt, connecting the returning limbs, shaking off the cursed dust..."

As the spell sounded, the lights in the tomb jumped violently. Zhang Qiyuan, who was playing with mud outside, felt that the peaceful Hamunaptra suddenly had a wind blowing, blowing up sand and gravel, and a strange smell and atmosphere enveloped the place.

The monks kneeling in a circle also chanted along.

The soul of the high priest Xiaoliang, that is, Imhotep, returned to the mummy. The candlelight jumped and turned blue. Xiaoliang, who was lying on the altar, sat up and roared.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in Hamunaptra at night.

There is also a constant stream of insects reviving from inside the pyramid.

Zhang Qiyuan had finished setting off his fireworks long ago. He looked up at the blue moon. The moonlight obscured by wind and sand was shining on the top of the pyramid.

In the last step of the ritual, the mummy Xiao Liang sucked the flesh and blood of four living people. The golden runes began to rotate and penetrated into the new flesh like chains.

Xiao Liang screamed in pain, and the wandering rune chains finally wrapped tightly around his heart. After the pain, the withered heart gradually began to beat.

Zhang Qiyuan was standing outside looking at the moon when he heard Xiaoliang's howl. In the blink of an eye, a sand face screaming in pain formed in the sky above the desert.

Of course, the face still sparkles.

"It seems that he is still a dark wizard, worthy of being the high priest."

But such a resurrection experience is difficult to replicate.

Being mummified alive, and then being devoured by insects...

This kind of longevity is too dark.

Therefore, the tattoo plan is more reliable, and customers are more satisfied and at ease.

The fully resurrected Xiaoliang looks much more energetic.

Tom watched Xiao Liang use sand to make a black robe and put it on. He couldn't help but ask, "Why are you wearing a black robe?"

Xiao Liang asked in confusion: "Aren't you wearing a black robe too?"

Tom decided not to talk about this topic and instead asked about the tattoo on Xiaoliang's shoulder: "You have a scorpion tattoo on your left shoulder."

Xiao Liang said nonchalantly, "The mark of the Scorpion King. This is a challenge."

Tom frowned slightly: "No wonder I gave you my body so readily."

I told this to Zhang Qiyuan, and he praised it highly!

"This is the new jungle location. Whenever you are short of equipment, go jungle and get some!"

Tom looked at Xiao Liang who was listening attentively and felt a headache. The Scorpion Emperor had been sealed for five thousand years. When he went there, he felt the aura was very dangerous.

Can someone like Xiaoliang really defeat the Scorpion King?

But Xiaoliang is full of confidence: "Where you fell, you can get up from there."

Tom thought of the couple who defeated Xiao Liang. Their children must be in junior high school now. He suggested, "Do you still remember that couple?"

I have such good luck, it would be a waste not to use it.

Xiao Liang said in a bad tone: "I will never forget it." He defeated him twice, and in the end they hugged each other and watched him fall into the abyss. That feeling will never be forgotten in this life.

"Little Tom, you don't understand. Don't let Xiao Liang work with a couple who have the aura of the protagonist." As a professional villain, Zhang Qiyuan has his own experience.

When the villain and the protagonist meet, it is easy for something to happen against the villain.

First of all, for Xiaoliang, dog abuse is the first thing to bear the brunt!

Tom didn't mention it anymore. He asked Xiaoliang when he would leave.

Xiaoliang thinks it’s fine anytime.

But there is one thing, Xiaoliang asked Zhang Qiyuan: "Does the Zhang family have a desert?"

Taklimakan Desert?

The first thing Zhang Qiyuan thought of was this piece of land. The only problem was that he was afraid there might be indigenous people there.

"The Zhang family can build an artificial desert for you first." Zhang Qiyuan felt that the Zhang family had the ability to do so now. "If you want a natural one, you will probably need to fight for the territory yourself."

Xiao Liang was full of fighting spirit: "Where are we going to fight?" He was full of confidence now! !

"The Taklamakan Desert." Zhang Qiyuan recalled some relevant knowledge. "It is a mobile desert with continuous and moving sand dunes and underground rivers running in all directions."

"The area is much smaller than the Sahara." The territory has shrunk significantly.

Xiaoliang doesn't think this is a problem. The Sahara Desert is his home and the Taklamakan Desert is his new home. There is no need to compare, they are all his.

The next day, Xiao Liang and the monks lined up to see him off. His shining bald head was very dazzling in the desert.

Someone from the Zhang family will come to take over this new territory and help Xiaoliang solve other problems, such as the mummies that have not yet become beautiful...

Tom followed Zhang Qiyuan to another pyramid and watched Zhang Qiyuan climb up nimbly and accurately find the hole that had been dug before.

Zhang Qiyuan stuck his head in and observed the cute little corpse turtle that he had thrown in earlier.

"Wow, you're so violent!" A fist forced out Zhang Qiyuan's head, but the fist did not leave the pyramid, appearing very restrained.

Zhang Qiyuan looked at the masked face revealed at the cave entrance. The owner of the golden mask was the owner of this pyramid.

"Get out of here." Pharaoh shouted.

Zhang Qiyuan made a face and took out the gift from his Mayan friend: "Here, this is a gift for you. I found it in Maya. They also have pyramids there."

Zhang Qiyuan pointed to the distant west and stuffed all the gifts in.

The Pharaoh did not refuse, but just kept staring at Zhang Qiyuan, fearing that this guy would throw more corpse turtles in. This kind of biological invasion would not be very friendly to the indigenous people.