Chapter 208

The exploration of hamnaputra remains is fruitful.

Of course, this is the idea of the members of the American expedition.

For Evelyn and her party, they didn't get anything valuable except fright.

"Yes, they found many antique cans from the stone box. Alas ~"

Jonathan has been frowning ever since he came back from the American expedition.

Why didn't he get rich?

That's not fair!

"What else?"

After hearing this, Richard and Evelyn didn't care much. The fat warden who ran out of the basement early seemed a little nervous.

Jonathan glanced at him curiously and curled his mouth.

"It is said that there is also an ancient book, which doesn't seem to be very valuable."

"Ancient books!"

Her eyes suddenly brightened and Evelyn stood up.

"I'll have a look."

Nothing attracts the attention of a scholar more than ancient knowledge.

Leaving a word, she ran to the camp of the American expedition with her skirt.

Isn't it for nothing that a woman goes alone to the territory of those wanton Yankees in the middle of the night?

Richard and Jonathan looked at each other.

Finally, Richard picked up a shotgun and said helplessly.

"I'm with her."

When their backs disappeared, Jonathan glanced and took out a bottle of whisky from his small bag.

The fat warden looked worried.

"This is my fucking wine!"

"When is it? It's yours and mine. Yours is mine."

Jonathan didn't care if he was caught. He just pulled out the cork, took a hard sip, and lay comfortably on the soft sand padded with canvas.

"You don't have to think about getting rich this time. All the good things are held in the arms of the damn Yankees.

Hey, this little year's work is in vain. When I return to Britain, I have to think of other businesses. "

He and Evelyn's family are an adventurous family, and his grandfather's generation made a fortune by discovering treasures.

When they came to this generation, although there were still some in the family, they couldn't stand to sit and eat, or work around. Sooner or later, he and his sister would be reduced to the streets and drink the West and north wind.

"Alas, just keep your life."

Looking at the starry night, the fat warden sighed, grabbed his own aged whisky and patted his stomach, which was obviously a few laps smaller.

"Only with life can we spend money."

On the other side, the American expedition camp.

"Well, I still can't."

In the face of the "Black Book of the dead", the scholar exhausted all means, but he was powerless.

He can't open the book!

"If you want me to say, it's not a problem to burn it directly or chop it with an axe."

Seeing the expression on the scholar's face, some obviously drunk American expedition members smiled and said.

The scholar ignored the rough men, but frowned and stared at the six pointed star shaped groove on the black Scripture of the dead.

It seems that you need a key to open this book

"Whew whew ~" "look who this is?" "Miss Evelyn, come and play with us."

Just then, the scholar's thinking was interrupted.

Evelyn's arrival was like dropping a drop of water into a boiling oil pan. Many careless expedition members whistled, which was a little unbearable at that time.

But when they saw Richard carrying a shotgun not far away, they laughed again and sat back honestly.

They are all rich people. When the real money comes, what good woman can't be found?

The bullet has no eyes. Now you have to cherish your life.

"Is this the black book of the dead?"

The whistles of those flirtations seemed unheard of. Evelyn trotted to the scholar and looked curiously at the thick book in the scholar's hand.

"Do you know?"

The scholar was a little surprised.

The little girl is young and has good knowledge.

"I saw some descriptions of it in the library. I didn't expect to see the real" black Scripture of the dead "one day."

Evelyn was full of envy.

Ancient books like this are her dream treasure.

"Hehe, I didn't think of it."

The scholar hid the "black Scripture of the dead" behind her, but he didn't even want to show it to each other.

Evelyn's face darkened.

however......

Why does the groove on the cover of the "Black Book of the dead" look so familiar?

Blinking, she thought of the tomb

The sarcophagus they opened.

"Magic box"!

The magic box in her hand must also be the key to the black book of the dead!

"In that case, I won't disturb you."

She made up her mind. Evelyn didn't talk long and turned to leave.

She decided to steal the "Black Book of the dead" after these Americans fell asleep!

Cough, scholar's theft is not theft, scholar

How can the study of knowledge be regarded as theft?

Richard saw Evelyn's eager little eyes and knew that the girl was going to do something stupid again.

He carried a shotgun and sighed helplessly.

Late at night.

Evelyn crept out of the tent, confirmed that her companions were asleep, and crept to the camp of the American expedition.

The camp was full of snoring, not even a night watchman.

This provided great convenience for her action.

After all, there is the blood of adventurers flowing on her. Evelyn takes it seriously and has strong action force.

She easily found the "Black Book of the dead" hidden by scholars.

"I stole the book."

In the distance, Richard, who stared at Evelyn's every move with a telescope, scratched his face.

Sometimes the girl has more courage than him.

It's easy to go, and it's easy to come back.

Holding the "book of the dead", Evelyn was like a little fox who stole a chicken. She was a little ashamed in her eyes, but she was still secretly happy.

Finally, I can see the content of the "black Scripture of the dead"!

She ran back to her camp excitedly, quickly turned out the mysterious "magic box", unscrewed the box and buckled it on the cover of the "Black Book of the dead".

With a hard twist and a "click", the ban was lifted.

The ancient "black Scripture of the dead" showed her true face!

"If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, will you do this?"

Suddenly, a slightly teasing voice sounded from behind.

Evelyn, a guilty thief, was so frightened that she almost didn't throw out the book in her hand.

"You!"

She turned her head angrily, but found Richard staring at her with playful eyes.

With that look in her eyes, Evelyn's momentum was unconsciously weak.

"Open it and see what's in it."

Richard is not an honest man. He stole it when he stole it. Up to now, he is also curious about what is recorded in this ancient book.

"Oh, oh."

She was relieved, and Evelyn was in her right mind.

But just as she was about to open the book, a hand suddenly appeared and pressed on the cover of the mysterious inscription.

"If I were you, I wouldn't open it."