Chapter 1307 Bronze Statues and Murals

"Isis, in her arms is her son Horus." Miss Succubus took some blueberries and cherry tomatoes from the bar table, then sat down on the Chivas Regal sofa, "This image is quite famous, many You can see it in museums and ancient books.”

Zhang Heng nodded, and his eyes moved to the wall behind the bronze statue.

There is a mural painted there. The woman in the mural should also be Isis, but here she has changed to another image, half kneeling on the ground, with arms spread wide. Behind her is a pair of colorful feather wings, and behind her is a pair of colorful feather wings. Behind her stood an owl, a vulture, and a quail-like bird.

Zhang Heng stared at the mural for a while, feeling that the owl on it suddenly blinked, but when he looked over again, he saw that the owl had returned to its original posture, as if nothing had happened.

Zhang Heng looked back at Miss Succubus and found that the latter was busy dealing with the plate of blueberries and cherry tomatoes. Apparently, she had not noticed the scene just now, so Zhang Heng did not ask her.

The two of them waited in the lounge for about twenty minutes. The Egyptian woman who brought them here came back again and said to Miss Succubus on the sofa, "Master Isis has taken a bath. Please go to her." bedroom."

"Okay." After hearing this, Miss Succubus put the remaining half plate of tomatoes aside, clapped her hands, stood up from the sofa, and walked outside the room.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Heng followed silently, but then he saw the Egyptian woman reaching out to stop him, "Oh, I'm sorry, Lord Isis just said to invite Miss Trista to come over. If you want to say something, please wait here." .”

"But I am the one who really wants to see her." Zhang Heng said.

Although the Egyptian woman opposite looked apologetic, she was quite insistent on this matter and still did not take back her arm.

"It doesn't matter. This is a special period after all. It's reasonable to be cautious. I'd better go see her first and briefly introduce your affairs to her. Then let her discuss the details with you in detail." Succubus. The young lady patted her chest and confirmed.

Zhang Heng stopped moving after hearing this. The Egyptian woman seemed to be relieved when she saw this, and bent down to salute Zhang Heng. Then she left with Miss Succubus, and then the door of the house closed again in front of Zhang Heng's eyes.

The moment the door closed, Zhang Heng heard an unidentifiable creaking sound coming from behind him. He turned around and looked around the room again, finally stopping on the bronze statue. .

Most people may not be able to tell anything, but with Zhang Heng's observation ability, he found that the neck of the statue was about 3 to 4 degrees deviated to the east than before. If nothing else, the squeaking sound just now came from here. of.

Zhang Heng walked to the statue. Just as he was checking whether there was any mechanism on the statue, the owl in the mural on the wall behind him blinked again.

Immediately afterwards, the woman in the center of the mural also moved. One of her slender feet stretched out from the mural and stepped on the Persian carpet, followed by her calves, abdomen, chest, as well as her arms and wings.

Her whole body just walked out of the mural.

No, that may not be accurate, because she still had some things left on the mural, such as the clothes on her body. She just walked behind Zhang Heng, her steps were gentle and she didn't make any sound, as if Like a Persian cat, Zhang Heng, whose attention was attracted by the bronze statue, seemed not to notice what was happening behind him at all.

But just as the winged woman took steps to get closer to Zhang Heng, a knife suddenly appeared in front of her throat without any warning.

"It's not a wise choice to go any further." Zhang Heng said calmly.

"The number one player among players really deserves his reputation." The winged woman was not angry but said with great interest when someone pointed a knife at her throat.

After she said this, Zhang Heng also turned around, but he only glanced at her and immediately turned his head away.

"Don't worry, my husband is not here. Of course the Lord of the Underworld should stay in the Underworld." The winged woman said.

"I've read the story about you and your husband, and I thought you had a good relationship."

"Our relationship is good. You have to know that not all women are willing to take the time to pick up the body piece by piece after their husband is cut into pieces, let alone find a way to resurrect him. But the problem is that the time we spend together is really It’s too long. If you get married and stay with your partner for thousands of years, you will also get tired of it.” Just as the winged woman spoke, the wings behind her also turned into a A bathrobe was draped around her body.

It's just that the bathrobe is too loose. Basically, as long as she makes any movement, the scene inside can still be seen clearly. However, since the other party doesn't care, Zhang Heng turned his gaze back.

"Isis?"

"Really, when facing the gods, you should add an honorific or something at the end." Isis clapped her hands, and the owl in the painting turned around and flew away. After a while, it flew back again, holding something in its mouth. Holding a hair dryer, it landed on Isis's shoulder.

"You are here, then who is Trista going to see?" Zhang Heng asked.

"I am not only the goddess of life, but also the goddess of magic. Although my strength is not as good as before, there is still no problem in being an illusion to deceive a little succubus."

Isis turned on the hair dryer and blew her hair, which was still a little damp after taking a shower, "I heard what you just said to my maid, do you want to ask me for help?"

"Yes, I have a friend who has a very rare..."

Zhang Heng was interrupted by Isis with a wave of his hand in the middle of his words, "I don't care what happens to your friends. Since you are here to ask me to save someone, you should at least act like you are asking for help first."

"What gesture?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

"Then let's start by calling me Lord Isis." Isis' eyes moved.

Zhang Heng didn't care about this small change in the title. Hearing this, he respectfully followed the other party's request, "Lord Isis, I have a friend who has a rare disease that cannot be cured by modern technology. You are the goddess of life in Egyptian mythology. Mastering powerful magic not only cured Ra, the father of the gods, but also brought your dismembered husband back to life, so I also implore you to take action to save my friend and free her from the threat of death."

Isis was noncommittal after hearing this, "I do have the ability to cure diseases, but why should I help your friend?"