Chapter 207

"Ka!"

The hammer of the left wheel was pulled open at once. Richard turned back vigilantly and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the door of the tomb.

"Don't shoot, it's me!"

The fat warden who had just run in from the outside turned pale and was pointed at by the dark muzzle of the gun. He was startled, but he looked calm.

"Hehe, it's you."

When he saw someone coming, Richard smiled and put away his gun.

Half joking, half serious.

"My hands are unstable. Next time, I won't be sure if I don't go off."

"Shit, the dead pig must be taking revenge on me!"

The heart secretly scolded, and the fat prison had to laugh.

"Leave him alone, Evelyn, come on!"

It was a critical moment, and Jonathan couldn't wait.

Coffin~

There must be something buried in it!

If you pick up an antique that is thousands of years old and put it outside, it will certainly set off a huge wave in the collection industry.

what's more......

He's getting rich!

"Stop, you can't drive!"

Unexpectedly, the fat warden unexpectedly stopped Evelyn.

"What's the matter?"

Jonathan frowned and looked discontentedly at the fat warden.

On seeing this, he actually saw some clues.

"Wait, you... Your face?"

Just now when the Scarab "broke his face", Klein just healed the wound, but the scar was very obvious.

In addition, the blood stains that have not been completely wiped clean make the fat warden look very scary.

"Huh?"

After Jonathan's reminder, Evelyn and Richard also found something unusual and unconsciously left the fat prison for a long time.

The fat warden spread his hand.

"I said I met some strange things. Do you believe it?"

The three were stunned for a few seconds and nodded silently.

"So the sarcophagus can't be opened. This place is too evil. Let's go back!"

Without the threat of death, you will never know the value of life.

In the past, the fat warden felt that it didn't matter if he died for money.

But when he walked around the gate of Hades, he suddenly found out.

Money is a fart!

You can make money when you have no money, but you have nothing when you have no life.

"This..."

Jonathan gave a dry smile, and then his face suddenly straightened.

"Evelyn, drive."

What evil is not evil? Stop him, Joe. Someone who gets rich dies!

Just waiting for this sentence, Evelyn twisted the "magic box" without thinking about it.

"Click."

Inside the huge Sarcophagus, there was a sound of mechanism rotation, and the fat warden's face changed.

"If you don't listen to the warning, you will be punished by heaven!"

Then he ran out without looking back.

After experiencing the scarab, he seemed to have completely changed his personality and changed his temperament.

"Cut, coward."

Fat warden ran out, and the three didn't care.

Jonathan and Richard were on one side, holding the lid of the sarcophagus with an iron chisel and prying it hard

Standing next to Evelyn, her heart beat unconsciously.

"Ah!!!"

The moment the lid of the sarcophagus was opened, a slippery and greasy skeleton sat up from the coffin.

At the same time, an indescribable howl rushed out of the coffin and instantly rang through the whole tomb!

Evelyn suddenly turned pale and covered her ears with her hands.

The heart beat wildly, and Richard and Jonathan almost couldn't hold the iron rod in their hands.

"What the hell!"

Jonathan was scared.

It's not like those dry mummies seen in the museum.

How can there be such an evil mummy!

"Damn the ancient Egyptians."

After taking a few deep breaths, Richard scolded severely to calm his uneasy heart.

Joanson asked stumbling, pointing to the unusual skeleton.

"This... His appearance is normal..."

"Definitely not."

At first, she was startled, but now she is much better. Evelyn walked forward carefully and shook her head as she walked.

"I've never seen such a mummy."

She was brewing words.

"He... He also..."

"It's fresh."

Jonathan warned aside.

"Yes, it's fresh."

Evelyn blinked.

"According to the time when the mausoleum was built, he has been dead for at least 3000 years, but he doesn't seem to be completely corrupt."

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Evelyn couldn't understand it.

"You see."

Just then, Richard seemed to find something and pointed to the lid of the coffin they had just pried up.

"God, it's made with nails."

The back of the coffin cover was covered with intricate nicks and dark red blood. Evelyn's breath was a little heavy.

"This man was buried alive, and he left a word."

With the light of the torch shining on the sarcophagus cover, she read out the ancient words on it word by word.

"Death is only the beginning."

"Hoo ~"

A gust of Yin wind blew, and the fire went out indefinitely.

The ghost who has slept for thousands of years seems to wake up in the dark corner of the tomb and stare at the people who broke into the "city of death" with cruel eyes.

The other side.

"Finally, I found it."

After paying the lives of more than ten workers, the American expedition finally got the "treasure between death's legs" - a stone box engraved with ancient hieroglyphs and the design of wolf head God.

A reckless Explorer just wanted to open the box, but was stopped by a scholar wearing glasses.

"Wait a minute, there's a curse on it."

He pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and whispered the meaning of the hieroglyphs.

"Anyone who opens this box will find it difficult to escape the disaster of killing his body. Once this box is opened, the evil spirit originally banned by the holy law firm will lift the curse and return to the world. He will kill all the people who open the box and take their five internal organs, six or five organs and blood, so as to revive. The cursed complaining spirit will turn into a demon evil in the world."

When he finished reading, the whole tomb began to sound sour insects and some strange wails.

The local workers employed by the American expedition were stunned and staggered to flee, and Richard's villain friend Bangui also had a cold sweat on his forehead.

He swallowed and spit, he said.

"We shouldn't have come. The situation is not good. This curse..."

After thinking about it, Bangui made a decision. Instead of looking at the ugly faces of the Yankees, he directly followed the workers and fled along the entrance of the tomb.

After many adventures, Bangui knows these mysterious things too well.

I'd rather believe in what it has than what it doesn't have.

In such an ancient place, the curse has always been very effective.

He doesn't want to die!

"Superstitious dead idiot."

Some big American man scolded, and then grabbed the edge of the stone box with his companions.

"Hiss!"

The moment the stone box opened, a white smoke came out of it.

The scholar swallowed his spit and silently opened the brittle white linen in the stone box.

A strange black metal book is lying quietly inside

The black book of the dead!