Chapter 1439 Paper Crane

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"There's a lot of movement over there." Christina put a small stone sculpture into a small shrine, then opened a stone door, turned her head and said to Zhen Fan, "They almost want to blow up the whole place. Really A bunch of gangsters who are doing all kinds of crimes, they will have their retribution sooner or later."

"Yes, they are suffering retribution now, the gold here is cursed. So...they can't take anything with them, except their souls and their bodies, they have to stay here. It can be imagined that Ramses II is indeed a person worth studying." Zhen Fan turned around and looked at a statue in the stone room, "I think this guy must be a great person."

"No, the text here...he is a general, one of Ramses' guards, loyal, but why is it made into a statue? Is it also for protection during the sacrifice?" Christina walked over and looked Look at that stone sculpture, the stone sculpture is very tall, two heads taller than Zhen Fan.

"By the way, Tommy, where did Janice go missing?" Zhen Fan turned his head to look at Tommy, who was looking around, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, it's like a maze. Unpredictable. I'm even disoriented. But...I'm pretty sure she touched a statue...that's how it happened." Tommy looked distressed. Obviously, he is very painful in such an environment.

"I know, don't worry, we have time." Zhen Fan said, hearing another muffled sound, and then the underground palace shook twice, and he couldn't help frowning and said. "Sooner or later these guys are going to ruin this place. But...it doesn't matter to us, Christina. What do you find?"

"Uh, I found some things. This is just the general's private domain. It seems... Ramses II is very generous. He allocated his underground palace to his generals." Christina continued to grope for the stone carved on the stone. Those ancient Egyptian texts, while speaking to Zhen Fan.

"Generals?" Zhen Fan was taken aback, and then looked at Christina, "You mean, there are many places like this here? Similar? No wonder Tommy said that there are all places like this here, and I can't figure it out. I don't think he really has a clue. How many are there?" Zhen Fan turned to look at Christina.

"One hundred and seventy-six... My God, what a huge underground palace this must be, I don't think we have even walked to one thousandth of it, let alone what will be here. I don't know Ramses Where is the Second King in this underground palace?" Christina couldn't help but shook her head and said, "It's really nerve-wracking!"

"Don't worry, someone is looking for us over there. And... we still have this!" Zhen Fan suddenly stretched out his hand, and then there was an extra paper crane in his hand. Zhen Fan threw the paper crane, and the paper crane immediately floating in the air,

Tommy looked stunned. And it's not over yet. Zhen Fan snapped his fingers suddenly, and the paper crane suddenly burst into flames, and after the burning was over. Those ashes turned into countless smaller paper cranes, and then began to flap their wings and fly towards all directions. It quickly disappeared into the stone chamber.

"This trick is really new, I've never seen it before!" Christina couldn't help but shrugged her shoulders at Zhen Fan, "I have to say...you always amaze me. Of course...you are Like that. I'm proud to be your assistant, really. I always have."

"My God, what's going on?" Tommy Atkinson on the side opened his mouth wide. Looking at Zhen Fan, then at Christina and said. "Am I blind? Or is it the curse of Pharaoh?"

"You forgot that I'm a magician." Zhen Fan shook his head and smiled at him, "Okay, we'll find out after a while whether Ramses II is here or not." Shibi sat down, while Christina was still studying the ancient Egyptian writing on the stone wall with great interest. It was obvious that she was a very qualified archaeologist. Tommy sat down a little confused, touched his head, a little at a loss.

On the other side of the stone chamber, Nasrra encountered a problem in the first stone chamber. Obviously, that person's suicide was unexpected, and they walked into the stone room carefully. The gold was too dazzling, and another person wanted to reach out to move the gold, but was stopped by Nasrra's wave: "Wait, man, unless you want to shoot yourself in the head like this guy. "Speaking, he walked to the front of the two statues next to the gold.

A huge golden statue, two heads taller than him. Nasrra walked to the front of the golden statue and carefully looked at some inscriptions carved on it. He knew the ancient Egyptian writing on it, and then whispered: "This is the wealth of Ramses. Anyone who touches this wealth will receive the curse of death."

"What did you say?" the bald head said to Nasrah, "what did you say? Anyone who touches this gold will be cursed with death? My God, can't we just look at this gold and not transport it out ?”

"What can I do?" Nasrra said dissatisfiedly at the bald head, "This is not a curse from me, what's the use of you shouting at me? Don't forget, you were hired by me, don't turn your back on me , I will have dozens of ways to deal with people like you, don't forget, in Egypt, I have a lot of power, don't make me angry!"

The bald head snorted resentfully. He really didn't dare to do anything to Nasrra. After all, he was the chief of police in Cairo, and his sphere of influence was indeed very large. So the two had to maintain such a cooperative state at least until the gold was shipped out. So he snorted and said, "So... what should we do now?"

Nasrra frowned and looked around. When the bald men saw Nasrra looking over, they all avoided his gaze, for fear that he would let him carry the gold. Now that they have witnessed the suicide of the previous person, they have already believed in this curse, so no matter how greedy they are, they dare not take their own lives to do this.

"There are still people over there, Mr. Fan Zhen. They don't seem to have made any noise. Maybe they have something to do. They have come from a long way, and it is impossible to come here without a little preparation to find some underground palace. If there is a curse here, They must have a way to break the curse... Hey, what is this?" Nasrla suddenly saw a white shadow flying over in the air, and couldn't help but look over there.

"I caught it!" A person stretched out his hand, grabbed the little white thing flying in the air, and then held it in front of the bald head and Nasrla and said, "What the hell is this? Is it a paper crane?" ? How did you fly here? This is a bit unreasonable? What a hell!"

"Yes, it's a hell. Isn't what we saw today enough to be a hell? It's so fucking evil. How can the paper cranes fly around here?" The bald head looked at the paper crane, and couldn't help but cursed. In a word, as soon as you grab it, you will throw it on the ground. But Nasrla stopped him and took the paper crane over.

"Wait, buddy, let me see what kind of paper crane this is." Nasrra said, then grabbed the paper crane in his hand, and slowly folded it, although he knew that the paper crane suddenly appeared as he took it apart. It burned up in no time, turned into ashes, scattered in the air, fell to the ground, and disappeared as soon as it touched the ground.

"I knew it, I knew they must have a way, no wonder they are not with us. They must know that we can't take the gold, so they are not in a hurry. They are waiting for us to die after being cursed , and then take away all the wealth with peace of mind." Nasrra said to the bald head, "Quietly, the paper crane just now, I don't think anyone who can do this, can't crack Ramses II curse of the world."

"So what should we do now? Go back and find them?" The bald head said, spreading his hands to Nasrah, "Even if they can undo the curse, should they help us unconditionally? Although we have guns in our hands, We can't make sure we have the upper hand and you've seen what he's done to us. Do you still want him to punch you in the nose? I don't want you to get hurt again and I won't let it Hurt."

"If we grade the treasures here with him, what will be the result?" Nasrla smiled, "Have you forgotten what I do?"

"He will let us share half of the treasure? You are simply crazy. According to what you said, he planned to let us all be cursed and die so that we could swallow all the treasure. Do you think he is so stupid?" The bald head couldn't bear it. He complained loudly, waving his gun hysterically, "Damn it, we should prepare a wizard to come with us."

"Are you joking?" Nasrra snorted, "I said, you forgot my identity, I am the chief of police, he wants to transport so much gold out safely, if there is me , I don't think there is any problem. After all, this is hundreds of tons of gold, and no one can move them away so silently. Especially if the chief of police knows. So... you think he doesn't Will you cooperate with us?"

"That's a great idea!" The bald man laughed loudly, "Go now, we will definitely find them, hurry up, hurry up, let's go." He was the first to walk out of the stone room. Go back along the same path.

Zhen Fan was originally sitting against the stone wall, closed his eyes to rest his mind, then suddenly opened his eyes and said: "There is no trace of Ramses II here, they are all similar stone chambers, probably where his generals lived. And there are three more treasures, a golden treasure has been found by Nasra, and they are walking towards us."

"Why?" Tommy Atkinson suddenly turned over and asked Zhen Fan.

"Because that batch of gold is cursed, they think I can help them!" Zhen Fan shrugged. (to be continued...)