48 Hours a Day

Chapter 1307


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“Isis, her son Horus is in my arms.” The succubus Young Lady took some blueberries and small tomatoes from the bar, and then sat down on the Chivas sofa. “This image is pretty good. Famous, you can see it in many museums and ancient books.”

Zhang Heng nodded, his eyes moved to the wall on the back of the bronze statue.

There is a mural painted there. The woman on the mural should also be Isis, but here she changed to another image, kneeling on the ground with open arms, behind her is a pair of colorful feather wings , And behind her stood an owl, a vulture, and a quail-like bird.

Zhang Heng stared at the mural for a while, feeling that the owl above blinked suddenly, but when he looked over again, he saw that the owl had resumed its original posture, as if nothing had happened. same.

Zhang Heng looked back at the succubus Young Lady, and found that the latter was busy dealing with the plate of blueberries and tomatoes. Obviously not at all noticed the scene just now, so Zhang Heng did not ask her. .

The two waited in the lounge for about twenty minutes. The Egyptian woman who brought them here before returned here again and said to the succubus Young Lady on the sofa, “Master Isis is already bathed, please You go to her bedroom.”

“Okay.” The Succubus Young Lady hearing this put aside the remaining half plate of tomatoes, pats hand, got up from the sofa, and walked outside the house.

Zhang Heng silently followed when he saw the situation, but then saw the Egyptian woman reach out and stop him, “Oh, sorry, Lord Isis only said to invite Trista Young Lady to come over. Wait a moment here.”

“But I’m the one who really wants to see her.” Zhang Heng said.

Although the Egyptian woman on the opposite side looked apologetic, she was quite insistent on this matter and still did not retract her arm.

“It’s okay. It’s a special time after all. It’s excusable to be cautious. I should go and meet her first and tell her about your affairs. Then let her talk to you about the details. “The Succubus Young Lady patted her chest and packed the ticket.

Zhang Heng hearing this didn’t move any more. The Egyptian woman seemed to be relaxed when she saw it, and she bent over and gave a salute to Zhang Heng. Then she left with the succubus Young Lady, and then the door of the house was in front of Zhang Heng’s eyes. Reclose.

As soon as the door of the house closed, Zhang Heng heard an unchecked creak behind him, he turned around, his eyes circled in the house again, and finally stopped at that one. On the bronze statue.

The average person may not be able to see anything, but according to Zhang Heng’s observation, he found that the neck of the statue deviated from the east by about 3 to 4 degrees. If not surprisingly, the squeak From here.

Zhang Heng walked to the statue, and when he checked whether there were any mechanisms on the statue, the owl in the mural on the wall behind him blinked again.

The woman in the middle of the mural immediately moved. One of her slender jade foot murals stretched out and stepped on the Persian carpet, and then her calves, abdomen, chest, and arms And wings.

Her whole person just walked out of the mural.

No, it may not be accurate to say that, because she still has some things left on the mural, such as the clothes on her body, so she walked behind Zhang Heng, her footsteps were gentle, and no sound was heard. , Just like a Persian cat, and Zhang Heng, who was attracted by the bronze statue, did not seem to notice what was happening behind him.

But just as the winged woman stepped forward and wanted to get closer to Zhang Heng, a small knife suddenly appeared in front of her throat without warning.

“It is not a wise choice to go further.” Zhang Heng said indifferently.

“The name of the Number One Person among the players is not in vain, as expected.” The woman with wings was pointed at the throat with a knife. Not only was she not angry, she said with interest.

Zhang Heng also turned around after she said this, but he just glanced at it and then immediately turned his head away.

“Don’t worry, my husband is not here, of course the Lord of the Underworld should stay in the Underworld.” The woman with wings said.

“I have read the story of you and your husband, and thought that the relationship between you is very good.”

“We have a good relationship. You have to know that not all women are willing to take the time to pick up the corpse piece by piece after their husband is crushed, let alone find a way to resurrect him, but the problem is that we are together It’s too long. If you get married and spend thousands of years with your partner, you will also be bored.” When the woman with wings speaks, the wings behind her also change. It became a bathrobe and draped over her.

It’s just that the bathrobe is too loose. Basically, as long as she does whatever she wants, the scene inside can still be seen clearly, but since the other party doesn’t care, Zhang Heng turns his eyes again. come back.

“Isis?”

“Really, face the gods and add a honorific and so on at the back.” Isis pats palms his hand, the owl in the painting turned and flew away, and after a while it flew back again, He carried a hair dryer and landed on Isis’s shoulder.

“Here you are, who is the person Trista is going to meet?” Zhang Heng asked.

“I am not just a Goddess of life, but also a Goddess of magic. Although my strength is not as good as before, there is nothing wrong with being an illusion to fool a little succubus.”

Isis turned on the hair dryer, blowing on his wet hair that he had just bathed, “Listen to you just now to my maid, do you want to ask me for help?”

“Yes, I have a friend who got a very rare…”

In the middle of what Zhang Heng said, Isis was interrupted by a wave of his hand, “I don’t care what your friend is like. Since you are here to ask me to save someone, you should at least show a begging gesture first.”

“What gesture?” Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.

“Then start by calling me Master Isis.” Isis’s eyes flowed.

Zhang Heng doesn’t care about this small change in the title. Hearing this compliments the other party’s request, “Master Isis, I have a friend who has a rare disease that cannot be cured by modern technology. You are in Egyptian mythology. Goddess of life, mastering powerful magic, not only healed Ra, the father of the gods, but also brought your dismembered husband back to life. Therefore, I also implore you to help my friend and save her from the threat of death. .”

Isis hearing this is an indifferent expression, “I do have the ability to cure diseases, but why should I help your friends?”


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