"Isis, with her son Horus in her arms." Miss magic took some blueberries and tomatoes from the bar, then sat down on the Chivas sofa. "This image is quite famous. You can see it in many museums and ancient books."
Zhang Heng nodded, and his eyes moved to the wall on the back of the bronze statue.
There is a mural painted there. The woman in the mural should also be Isis, but here she has another image, half kneeling on the ground with open arms. Behind her is a pair of colorful feathered wings, while behind her is an owl, a vulture and a quail like bird.
Zhang Heng stared at the mural for a while, and felt that the owl on it suddenly blinked. But when he looked again, he saw that the owl had regained its original posture, as if nothing had happened.
Zhang Heng looked back at Miss eye magic, and found that the latter was busy dealing with the blueberries and tomatoes, obviously did not notice the scene just now, so Zhang Heng did not ask her.
They had been waiting in the lounge for about 20 minutes. The Egyptian woman who had brought them came back here again and said to miss magic on the sofa, "Lord Isis has bathed. Please go to her bedroom."
"Good." Miss magic put the remaining half plate of tomatoes aside, clapped her hands, stood up from the sofa and walked outside.
Zhang Heng also followed him silently, but later he saw that the Egyptian woman reached out and stopped him, "Oh, sorry, Isis only asked Miss Trista to come over, please wait here for your words."
"But I'm the one who really wants to see her." Zhang Hengdao.
Although the Egyptian woman was apologetic, she insisted on it and still did not withdraw her arm.
"It doesn't matter. It's a special time after all. It's excusable to be cautious. I'd better go to see her first and tell her about you, and then let her talk about the details with you." Miss magic patted her chest and assured.
Zhang Heng didn't move any more when he heard the speech. The Egyptian woman seemed relieved and bowed down to salute Zhang Heng. Then she left with Miss enchantment. Then the door closed again in front of Zhang Heng's eyes.
Just as the door closed, Zhang Heng heard a squeak coming from behind him. He turned around, looked around the room again, and finally stopped on the bronze statue.
Most people may not see anything, but with Zhang Heng's observation, he found that the neck of the statue deviated about 3 to 4 degrees to the East. If there was no accident, the creaking just now came from here.
Zhang Heng went to the statue. Just when he checked whether there was any mechanism on the statue, the owl in the mural on the wall behind him blinked again.
Then the woman in the center of the mural also moved, her slender foot sticking out of the mural, stepping on the Persian carpet, then her legs, abdomen, chest, arms and wings.
So her whole person came out of the mural.
No, this may not be accurate, because she still has some things left on the mural, such as her clothes. She walked behind Zhang Heng with gentle steps and no sound, just like a Persian cat. Zhang Heng, who was attracted by the bronze statue, seemed not to notice what was happening behind him.
But just as the winged woman stepped forward and wanted to get closer to Zhang Heng, a knife suddenly appeared in front of her throat without warning.
"It's not a wise choice to move on." Zhang Heng light way.
"The first player really deserves his reputation." The woman with wings was pointed at her throat with a knife. Instead of being angry, she said with great interest.
And after she finished this sentence, Zhang Heng also turned around, but he just looked at it and immediately turned his head.
"Don't worry, my husband is not here. The Lord of the underworld should stay in the underworld." The woman with wings said.
"I've read the story of you and your husband, and I thought you had a good relationship."
"Our relationship is good. You know, not all women are willing to spend time picking up their husband's corpses, let alone trying to revive him. But the problem is that we have been together for a long time. If you get married and spend thousands of years with your partner, you will also feel tired." Just as the woman with wings talks, the wings behind her turn into a bathrobe.
But the bathrobe was too loose. Basically, as long as she did something casually, the scene inside could be seen clearly. However, since the other party didn't care, Zhang Heng turned his eyes back.
"Isis?"
"Really, in the face of the gods, add a honorific or something at the back." Isis clapped his hand. The owl in the picture turned and flew away. After a while, it came back with a hair dryer in its mouth and landed on Isis's shoulder."You're here. Who's Trista going to see?" Zhang Heng asked.
"I'm not only the goddess of life, but also the goddess of magic. Although my strength is not as good as before, it's still no problem to be a phantom to cheat a little demon."
Isis turned on the hair dryer and blew his wet hair. "Listen to what you just said to my maid, do you want me to help you?"
"Yes, I have a friend who got a very rare..."
In the middle of Zhang Heng's words, Isis interrupted him with a wave of his hand. "I don't care about your friends. Since you are here to ask me to save people, you should at least show some gesture of asking people first."
"What posture?" Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"Start by calling me Lord Isis." Isis's eyes moved.
Zhang Heng didn't care about this little change of address. Hearing the words, he respectfully said, "Lord Isis, I have a friend who has a rare disease that can't be cured by modern science and technology. You are the goddess of life in Egyptian mythology. Mastering powerful magic, you can not only cure the father of the gods, but also bring your dismembered husband back to life You are going to rescue my friend and get her out of the threat of death. "
Isis sniffed, but said, "I do have the ability to cure diseases, but why should I help your friends?"
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