[Mummy] Eternal Life Spell

When Imerton said these words, a trace of astonishment flashed across the face of the person opposite him.Well, this is normal, because as the reincarnation of Mister, he doesn't remember the past between them.

"...I'm afraid...you have found the wrong person..." He seemed not very used to speaking ancient Egyptian, his voice was as slow as when Imerton met him just now, but the slow tone It was surprisingly comfortable to wake up.He looked at him, although he didn't look panicked on the surface, but his eyes had already become dangerous.

"I will never admit you wrong." Imerton walked slowly in front of Mr.

Looking at the mummy slowly approaching, the expression on Mr.'s face remained calm. "As an academic researcher, you should maintain a skeptical attitude towards everything, including science itself." He said slowly, "Since you can be resurrected and still call me Fisher Lila, then..."

Mr. paused, the unpredictable amber eyes were clear to the bottom, but stared at by these eyes, there will always be a chill in anyone's heart, it is an invisible oppressive feeling that makes people break out in cold sweat, People are always afraid of things that they don't understand at all, and Mr. himself is a kind of fog-like existence.

"According to various myths in ancient Egypt and China, I can draw such a conclusion. I am the reincarnation of Fisher Lila you mentioned?"

"You are still so smart, you will never let panic replace your careful thinking and rationality." Imerton praised, and the light blue eyes that belonged to Benz were filled with deep love. He slowly raised his hand, as if Wanting to touch Mr.'s cheek, but in the end he lowered his arms and looked at his horrible hands.

"It's not the time yet..." He murmured in pain.

"Oh?" Mr. looked at the mummy in front of him, a trace of deepness and doubt flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up, "Things seem to be interesting..."

He didn't understand what he meant, and started to smile.

It's really interesting, it's so interesting, he actually met a person who has a memory about him, this is the first time in a thousand years.Because of the curse, any history books, biographies, or even just word of mouth, will not have his deeds handed down. The seniors who knew him died and took away all traces of his existence. The younger generations will never Know that there is such a person in history as him.

At first, Mr. thought that Imerton would forget everything about him because of the curse, but now it seems that he still remembers him clearly.The only special case in thousands of years has appeared in Imerton, his real student. It's really interesting. Could it be because his soul has not really died forever, he has not really died, so the curse has not erased his soul? memory?

These thoughts flashed through Mr.'s mind. From now on, Imerton's position in Mr.'s heart has quietly changed.

At this moment, O'Connor suddenly rushed in from the aisle next to the husband, followed by several Evelyn Jonathan brothers and sisters and a group of Americans. O'Connor, who was in the lead, saw the situation and was slightly taken aback. Before he could think about it, he loaded his gun and fired at Imerton.It happened so quickly that Mr. Imerton was knocked to the ground before he could stop it.

"Fischer, quickly take Bens away!" O'Connor shouted with a righteous face.

The gentleman sighed inwardly, on the surface he hurriedly helped Bens up, and rushed out of the aisle.Now, ordinary physical attacks could no longer kill Imerton, and O'Connor's shot could only delay them for a while, allowing Imerton's hatred to focus on him by the way.No one can stop him from committing suicide, and no one can blame him if Imerton comes to his door in the future.

When everyone escaped from the tomb, the outside of the tomb was full of men in black that they had seen before, and the leader was Adebe.The purpose of their guarding at Hamna Tower is to prevent the resurrection of Imerton from bringing disaster to Egypt. The current developments are beyond their control, and they appear here just to delay a little time.

"Do you know what you did?!" Adbe's tone was full of seriousness and dissatisfaction.

"If you had chosen to tell us the truth instead of killing everyone, I don't think things would have turned out like this." O'Connor sneered.But he found that the object of Adebe's hatred was not himself, but the gentleman standing in the crowd.

Regarding Adebe's questioning, the husband did not show any guilt on his face, he was still so calm and indifferent, and the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth was rampant in Adebe's view.From the beginning to the end, Mr. did not actually participate in the resurrection of Imerton. The only thing he was worried about was that the curse would not happen, so it didn't matter to the Egyptians who were full of the city.

Seeing his husband's leisurely look of "ah, I know what we did, but so what, what can you do to me", Adebe suddenly seemed to swallow a big rock.He beckoned to his men sullenly, turned around and walked into the tomb without looking back.

A group of people came to Hamna Tower leisurely, and now fled back to Egypt in a panic.Mr. lived in a different location from the others, so as soon as he entered Cairo, he disregarded O'Connor's obstruction and parted ways with everyone.

Although Imerton's memory of him after his resurrection really caused my husband's heart to fluctuate for a while, but his current focus is still on the "Sun Jin Jing".The statue of the sun god is still in the Hamna Tower, and he needs to go back again, but the structure of the tomb is very complicated and the area is very large. The husband is not familiar with the place, so it may take some time to find it.

The gentleman chuckled, went into the bathroom to clean up, changed into clean clothes, and walked out of the hotel.

Cairo Library, including two libraries and museums, includes literary masterpieces from all over the world, as well as cultural relics of ancient Egyptian dynasties.It is a solemn place, of course, where the Guardians of Hamnata meet secretly in human society.

Imerton had been resurrected, and the guardians who could not quickly eliminate him were eager to find a countermeasure, so Adebe, who had been traveling all the time, rushed back to Egypt at night and found the director of the library, who was also his boss.

"Perhaps the only one that can solve that mummy now is the Golden Scripture of the Sun." The curator pondered.

"However, we don't know where the scriptures are, and those authorities are completely wrong." Adbe's eyes flashed with worry, "Maybe...they reversed the order, and the "Sun Golden Sutra" is actually at the feet of the Sun God?"

"It's very possible, Adbe, you rush back to Hamna Tower immediately. I'll find a way to deal with the situation in Cairo, while..." The curator immediately finalized the plan, but before he finished speaking, he was called The voices of three people interrupted——

"Isn't Imerton here in Cairo yet? Oh, Mr. Curator, maybe you're too optimistic. Even if he hasn't arrived in Cairo, do you have the right to evacuate the entire city of civilians?" Mr. At the door, with arms crossed, he looked at the two people in the room who were secretly discussing with a half-smile.

The faces of the curator and Adebe changed, and Adebe pulled out the big knife from his waist almost instantly. He stared vigilantly at the gentleman with a harmless face, covered his mouth with his sleeve reflexively, and said sharply: " How did you get in? When did you come and how much did you overhear?"

"Actually, I wanted to visit the door in a gentle manner. After all, I am a gentleman, and it was not my intention to pry open the locked door." Facing the glaring big knife, the husband still looked so calm and calm, and his tone was not the slightest. Buluan, "Seeing that Mr. Curator closed suddenly, out of good intentions, I came in to take a look. I accidentally heard all of your conversations, I'm really sorry."

As he said that, the gentleman really lifted his hat and expressed his apology in a gentlemanly manner.

"Nonsense!" Adebe would not believe the nonsense of this wolf in sheep's clothing, "What kind of poison are you using now?"

"Mr. Adebe, you are joking. If I really used poison, do you think you can still stand here alive and kicking at me with a knife?" Mr. Even the voice of the sun in early spring is calm and gentle. If you don't listen to the content, you really think he is a harmless and pure good man.

Suddenly, his amber eyes sank, and a flash of meaning flashed in his eyes: "Besides, if you are dead, who will take me to find the Golden Sutra of the Sun?"

The faces of the curator and Adebe were even more ugly. "What "Sun Jin Jing"? Professor Fisher, this is just a legend. You are a scholar, you should know that this thing only exists in mythology." The curator pretended to be stupid and prepared to perfunctory.

"Oh? Are you going to tell me that the book that resurrected Imerton is not "The Black Book of the Dead" at all?" Mr. still kept his gentle smile and calm and harmless tone, and walked into the room .

Seeing this, Adebe immediately took a quick step forward, slashing the knife straight to Mr.'s neck, trying to force him back.Unexpectedly, Mr. didn't pay attention to him at all. The moment the blade was close to the neck, Mr. suddenly raised his left hand, and directly took the blade with his bare hands!His five fingers clasped the blade tightly, and the menacing knife could not move forward at all.

Adbe, holding a knife in both hands, exerted all his strength. He couldn't get the knife out of Mr.'s hand, not to mention cutting it down, even pulling it out, and Mr.'s left hand didn't even have any wounds. Take a closer look , It turned out that his palm didn't touch the blade at all, he relied entirely on the force of his fingers to make Adebe unable to move!

The husband didn't even look at him, because he knew who was in charge here.With a slight effort in his left hand, he snatched the knife from Adbe and threw it on the ground. "I'm sorry to have surprised you, Mr. Curator." The gentleman smiled apologetically, took off the hat on his head, and put it on his chest with both hands.

"You want to prevent us from sending Imerton back to where he should be." The curator looked at the gentle and polite gentleman standing in front of him with a gloomy expression. "It was you who induced Evelyn and the others, used them to go to Hamna Tower, and then used them to survive that monster!"

"Where do you start with this?" The gentleman asked puzzled, "As a scholar who travels around the world, my biggest dream is to study those lost histories and civilizations. The Hamna Tower is what makes any ancient Egyptologist madly yearn for it." I am no exception. It is undeniable that I am interested in the "Black Book of the Dead", but the person who read the above spell is not me, but your administrator, the curator."

"Ridiculous! You mean I ordered Evelyn to resurrect Imerton?!" The curator was furious.

Mr. is still calm and relaxed. "I've never said this before, you are overthinking, Mr. Curator." He said casually, "No one can stop a scholar's pursuit of knowledge, so there may be some misunderstanding between Mr. Adbe and I .I want to find Hamnata, I want to find scriptures, it’s nothing more than my own interest, as for how to use the scriptures after I read them, that’s your business, and I won’t bother you.”

"You know where the other one is, don't you? I just hope that I can be one of the parties who witnessed the unearth of the "Sun Golden Scripture", that's all. I hope that you, Mr. Curator, can fulfill my little wish, after all... ..." The gentleman moved his eyes to the wine bottle next to the curator, and smiled meaningfully, "We are running out of time."

That bottle of wine, unknowingly, turned into the color of blood!

The author has something to say: I wish those who are about to take the college entrance examination a smooth transition~(≧▽≦)/~