Chapter 192 The Book of the Dead (Modified)

Allen quickly turned over and entered the golden coffin, closing the coffin lid.

The catacombs shook even more as the first boulder fell.

The three people hiding in the golden coffin were shaken to the wall.

"What's going on?" Nancy couldn't help shouting as the pain and panic hit Nancy's nerves.

"Whatever it is, as long as you can save your life, everything will be fine!" Ron leaned on the corner of the coffin, dizzy from being hit.

"Come with me!" Allen supported Nancy who had bumped into his arms, with a calm and calm tone.

"Where are you going?" Ron and Nancy asked in unison.

"There is an emergency exit in the coffin," Allen explained. "There is a small exit. The Egyptians built hidden doors and emergency exits in many mummified coffins to allow the spirit of the corpse to exit."

"Wow!" Ron exclaimed in surprise, and Nancy sobbed excitedly.

"Come on, you two come with me."

The boulder fell on the top of the golden coffin, and the loud sound seemed to burst the eardrums, and the ears of the three people were buzzing.

Allen turned around in the huge coffin, straightened his back, pushed open the small hidden door behind the coffin, and got out. This exit was very small, just enough for them to crawl out with their bodies curled up.

I don’t know how long they crawled in the low and low caves, and the sound of rumbling and boulders collapsing was far behind them. I don’t know how long they walked. When they finally stood up straight, they found that they had come to the An empty temple.

The master of the temple is Osiris, the god of heaven who specializes in measuring the merits and demerits of the world.

"Ah!" Nancy exclaimed, "That mummy!"

Ron opened his mouth exaggeratedly, "Isn't he dead yet?"

"Don't worry, it's just a realistic statue!" Allen comforted.

The sculpture of Tutanmenka kneels in front of Osiris on the main god, with a cobra painted on his forehead and a wand lying flat on the ground.

Osiris on a colorful throne, holding a scepter and a whip in his hands.

His skin is green, he wears a tall hat, has a black columnar beard, and has a very solemn expression, as if he is considering how to arrange the undead in front of him.

"We may no longer be within the scope of the pyramid." Allen carefully observed the surrounding environment and came to a conclusion.

"Where are we?" Ron asked.

Nancy also looked at Allen eagerly, she hoped she could escape from this nightmare place as soon as possible!

"I don't know where it is, but what is certain is that there must be a source of water nearby." Allen replied affirmatively, "Look, the walls and the ground have signs of being flooded."

"Hey, what's that?" Allen walked towards the lotus throne surrounded by 4 pillars in the center of the temple.

A black scroll rests silently in the center of the throne.

Allen wrapped his hands with dragon leather gloves, and gently unfolded the scroll, and found that in addition to some hieroglyphs that he could not understand, various lifelike pictures, and some ancient runes!

Allen recognized the top few words - Book of the Dead!

The following lines roughly read: Osiris, the god of the underworld, I have made a way for myself, I follow in the footsteps of Horus, I am a holy lotus growing from the land of Ra, please see clearly My character, I am a sinless soul, give me eternal life.

Those exquisite patterns depict how Tutanmenka injected his soul into the scarab-shaped amulet in order to obtain the protection of God and seek eternal life.

Allen translated these words to Ron and Nancy, in exchange for their confused expressions.

"Who is Horus?" Nancy asked first, she was looking forward to finding a way to get out of here.

"Horus is the son of the god Osiris above. The eye of Horus represents the ability to distinguish good from evil, protect people's health, and help the dead to resurrect." Allen explained based on the content of the picture.

"Why did he turn himself into a dung beetle?" Ron looked disgusted.

"The ancient Egyptians called the dung beetle the scarab, which is a symbol of resurrection and birth."

Allen felt that after Tutanmenka foresaw his own death, he painstakingly planned this resurrection four thousand years later.

Ron snorted coldly with disdain, "Look at those densely packed mummies! So many people were buried with them, how dare you claim your innocence!"

"So he has been imprisoned for four thousand years in vain, and he will never live forever!" Nan Xi looked at the majestic god on the high throne in awe.

"Is there anything in the book about how we get out?" Ron asked eagerly.

"As long as we escape the curse of 'Black Orlof', we can return to the human world." Allen carefully read the "Book of Death", which is simply a reincarnation guide!

"We didn't say the resurrection spell, so we should be cursed too?" Nancy felt hairy when she thought of the weird things that happened tonight.

"Actually, it was Tutanmenka himself who recited the spell!" Allen shrugged.

But "Black Orlof"? The Eye of the Creator? Is it the power stone the system is looking for? Allen thought of the huge black gemstone on Tutanmenka's wand.

He summoned the wand, and the black gemstone on the wand rose into the air, flew straight to the scepter in the hand of Osiris on the throne, and merged with the scepter.

The three of Allen wanted to walk over and take a closer look.

Suddenly the temple was dark, Nancy's feet creaked, she screamed, and leaped forward, the thing slid away from her feet.

Allen felt something rub against his ankle. He immediately kicked it hard, but it didn't hit anything.

Allen wanted to cast a fluorescent spell, but was shocked to find that there was a magic ban here! All spells cannot be cast!

"Ah, help!" Ron and Nancy yelled in horror.

There are some small animals on the ground, many, many. But what is that?

Ron immediately thought of spiders. The sound of these small animals crawling was very similar to that of spiders, and something slapped Alan's ankle again, and he stamped his feet desperately.

In the darkness, Allen felt that the whole ground was moving, and the ground was moving, rolling, shaking, and boiling under his feet like waves.

Something crawled up Allen's leg. It was hard and had thorns on it.

The sound of clicking and clicking kept coming, as if the animals were biting each other.

Nancy gasped, her chest heaved, and her whole body was gripped by waves of fear.

Ron was scared out of his wits. In his mind, there were spiders crawling on the ground, under his feet, and on his body, densely packed with spiders.

But Allen felt that these animals had barbs, not like spiders.