Chapter 192 Sky Ladder (Modified)

"Alan, help me!" Ron couldn't control his emotions at all, and called out to Alan in a breakdown. A pair of paws grabbed his pants, and he stepped back—but there was something patting behind him Holding the back of his shoe, Ron struggled to get rid of the little things, but accidentally tripped.

"Don't!...don't!" Now Ron couldn't stand still, and he began to fall forward and stretch out his hands helplessly, but he couldn't catch anything.

"No, no, no, no!" Ron fell forward, yelling horribly, and then he felt two hands firmly grasping his shoulders from behind, and Ron twitched with fear, he Feeling the little animals wriggling and biting under his feet, the hands firmly grasping his shoulders, supporting him hard, Ron couldn't breathe, and couldn't think.

"Calm down, Ron!" Feeling the trembling of the body under his hands, Alan aggravated his voice.

Nancy groped and came to Alan's side. She was itchy all over, as if something was crawling along her legs to her left wrist. Nancy shook her hand vigorously, "What the hell is this?" Stuff?" She was itching all over her body, with slight tingling in her arms and legs.

Although I don't know why most of the bugs went to Ron, but we can't let the situation get worse, we have to find a way.

"Ron, Nancy, close your eyes and open your mouth!" Allen ordered.

"They'll crawl into your mouth!" Ron said tremulously, wishing he'd never been born.

Nancy tugged on Allen's sleeve, signaling that she was ready, and Allen poured the unicorn powder into her mouth, and then, ignoring Ron's resistance, broke his chest with her hands. mouth, and stuffed the white powder into his mouth.

Then, Allen released the two-headed cockatrice in the pet space, and a disgusting rusty metal smell gradually spread in the air. Although the two-headed cockatrice is small, its power is not weak at all - especially for these little bugs.

As soon as it appeared, Allen noticed that the densely packed little creatures on the ground were desperately crawling back and forth, trying to stay away from this little two-headed cockatrice.

"What's the smell, what happened?" Nancy panicked, fearing that something bad would happen again.

Ron felt better, shaking his body constantly, he felt that the creatures that were crawling on him, those suspected spiders, fell to the ground one after another. He was addicted to this shaking and couldn't stop at all.

"Don't worry, they all crawled away." Alan comforted in a gentle voice.

"Alan, did you bring stink eggs with you? So they are so effective in killing spiders!" Ron asked. He secretly decided that when he went back, he must save pocket money and use it all to buy stink eggs. This is a spider-proof weapon!

"You two are here. I'll climb up to see what's going on with that scepter." Allen didn't answer Ron's question. The most urgent thing was to find a way to leave. With his memory, he climbed up the statue accurately. , groped and touched the black gemstone on the scepter.

The magic power in Allen's body was input into the scepter uncontrollably, and the scepter emitted a dazzling white light, which shot straight to the lotus throne in the middle of the temple.

The Book of the Dead on the lotus throne floated in mid-air and unfolded slowly. Pictures of the lives of ancient Egyptian nobles and ancient Egyptian characters were suspended in mid-air.

Although Ron and Nancy couldn't understand the text, they understood that the content of the painting turned out to be the life of Tutan Munka.

They watched obsessively, even ignoring the densely packed, thick layer of scorpions on the floor! More precisely, the corpse of a scorpion.

At this time, a majestic and vicissitudes of life recited from the Book of the Dead. Although Nancy and Ron couldn't understand it, it didn't prevent them from feeling awe from the bottom of their hearts. Alan understood it, and he never The statue of Osiris climbed down and listened quietly.

This is a prayer to the gods and comfort to the dead.

This is a tribute to the gods,

It is also a description of the world of the dead.

The words, though simple, are beautifully and sincerely worded.

"I am a holy lotus flower, I was born from Ra's nostril, and it originally belonged to Hashe... I am eagerly looking forward to God's grace, to reach the 'Field of Reeds', and bathe in the divine light."

With the disappearance of the sound, all the pictures and words were suspended in the air, spinning like a revolving lantern, like a whirlpool, like a nebula.

Eventually, they took the shape of the sun, suspended above the lotus throne.

The Eye of Horus appeared on every leaf of the lotus.

The ancient Egyptians believed that the Eye of Horus could help them repair their bodies, help them resurrect, and protect them from harm on the road to eternal life.

Allen tried his best to search for the information in his memory.

"And—the nostrils of Ra!" Allen's brain was spinning wildly, thinking about the meaning of the inscriptions. In Egypt, the sun god "Ra" was marked by the sun's rays, and the pyramids symbolized the sun's rays rushing toward the blue sky. , There is also such a passage in the inscription just now: The sky stretches its own light to you, so that you can go to the sky, just like the eyes of La!

"This is a ladder!" Allen clapped his hands excitedly. The patterns made of these pictures and words corresponded to the lotus throne one by one, just like a ladder. "This is the way out that Tutanmenka left for himself. Once he is resurrected, he can input magic power into the scepter of God, activate the ladder, and he——can return to the world!"

Alan thought he had found a way out, and then told Ron and Nancy his guess.

"So, as long as we stand on the lotus throne, we can go out." Ron looked at the ladder in reverence.

Nancy burst into tears with joy, and embraced the two little wizards in front of her arms. Ron opened his mouth wide and flushed, and looked at Nancy in surprise.

Allen could understand Nancy's mood, but he also felt a little embarrassed, so he patted Nancy on the back lightly, "Now, let's get out of here!"

Allen politely got away from Nancy's embrace, pressed his hands on the lotus throne, jumped up easily, and then reached out to pull Nancy and Ron up.

The three of them held hands and stood in the middle of the large throne, looking forward to leaving the huge underground chamber.

However, half a day later, they didn't change anything, they still stayed where they were, "Why are we still here?" Ron asked anxiously.

Nancy looked longingly at the nebula-shaped vortex of pictures and words swirling overhead, tears running down her cheeks, "How the hell are we going to get out?"