Falsifying history is good business

Chapter 39 You don’t want to end up empty-handed, do you?

Dozens of war horses trampled through the camp, and the neighing broke the warm atmosphere brought by the gold. The black-robed Hamunatta gravekeeper rushed into the camp and rampaged.

Lin You slapped his forehead, how could he have forgotten about this? He was so happy for nothing.

When he saw the sand grains jumping, he thought that his behavior of changing the plot had stimulated a certain god to react; but he forgot the scene in the movie where the gravekeeper attacked the archaeological team's camp.

He didn't know that the attack should have happened long before the Americans discovered the Black Book of the Dead, but his appearance caused a butterfly effect, which delayed the attack by nearly an hour.

The main reason was that he had used gold to buy a camel in a boastful manner, but was seen by the gravekeeper's spies at the market; the standard gold bricks, which were cut in a purely industrial style and usually only stored in national financial institutions, made the gravekeeper think that some powerful organization or even a national agency was involved.

To ensure that everything went smoothly, the gravekeeper carefully surveyed the surrounding area in advance, and only launched the attack after confirming that there were no other powerful forces at the scene.

Lin You grabbed the gold back into his pocket, and relying on his small stature, he squeezed out of the crowd and hid in the rubble of the ruins. Then he saw a thin figure coming in almost at the same time.

When I looked up, I saw the professor huddled up in a ball holding the Black Book of the Dead, and he began to repeat "God bless you" again.

"To be honest, I also want God to appear in front of me right now." Lin You sighed secretly.

Before Lin You could say anything else, Mr. Benny, who looked like a heavy smoker, also came into the hiding place and gave an awkward but polite smile to the two people who came first.

"Are you sure you want to hide here? Like an eight-year-old kid?" Lin You seemed panicked, but he was actually very calm. He even had the leisure to tease Benny, "You are carrying a weapon?"

Benny, who usually eats at the table with the kids, was more nervous than anyone else. How could he care about Lin You's teasing? He held the revolver like a red-hot iron and looked out anxiously.

The black-clad grave keepers who rushed in did not seem to carry out a large-scale massacre, especially when facing the Egyptian workers hired by the archaeological team, they basically intimidated and expelled them, and not many people were directly killed or injured; but when facing the white members of the archaeological team, they showed no mercy and were really prepared to kill them.

Lin You withdrew his gaze and looked at the professor who was huddled beside him, seeming to be thinking about something.

At an angle where no one could see, the dark wood wand pointed at the professor's feet: "The dragon is out of the hole." A dark cobra raised its head and slithered up along the professor's calf.

The professor screamed in fear and crawled out of the ruins.

"Professor, be careful. They want to steal the Black Book of the Dead." A sharp voice enhanced by the "Voice Loudness Spell" sounded, just enough to attract the attention of the black-clad gravekeeper.

The main duty of the gravekeeper is to prevent Imhotep from resurrecting, and the spell recorded in the Black Book of the Dead is the key to resurrection. It would be strange if the gravekeeper was not furious when the Black Book of the Dead was unearthed.

Sure enough, with Lin You's "kind" reminder, almost all the nearby black-clad men gathered around the professor. The professor, who had just been frightened half to death by the poisonous snake, was almost left with nothing to do but hold his head and wait for death when faced with the gleaming scimitars all around him.

At the critical moment, O'Connor, who was responsible for the force, rushed out of nowhere with a piece of dynamite with a lit fuse in his hand, and risked his life to block the man in black.

The sparks sprayed from the fuse quickly calmed the gravekeeper, who was almost blood-thirsty.

"Come on, if you want to risk your life, let's die together." O'Connor opened his arms slightly, motioning the man in black to look at the several sticks of explosives wrapped around his waist.

The leader of the men in black stepped out and said, "Give us the Black Book of the Dead, and then you must leave immediately after daybreak, so that no one will be killed or injured." Although this Egyptian with a mustache was a supporting role, he was more handsome than all the male characters present. "You don't have the final say here," O'Connor said stubbornly.

The leader of the men in black took a few steps forward and deliberately walked into the explosion range of the explosives to show his determination: "Give us the Scripture, and then you leave; otherwise, let's die together! Each of us is willing to sacrifice for our mission."

O'Connor was overwhelmed at the time; he was always willing to take risks, but when he suddenly met someone who was willing to take risks with him, he was a little at a loss for a moment.

At this time, the role of stupid teammates was revealed; Jonathan was the first to admit defeat: "I don't think we need to risk our lives for a book; I mean, I don't want to die for a book, that's too stupid."

This was said not only to the professor, but also to everyone present.

The scene fell into a brief silence, with only the crackling sparks from the fuse reminding everyone that time was running out.

In the solemn atmosphere, the professor hesitantly handed over the "Black Sutra" in his hand; as he did so, everyone present seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at the same time.

Although it was not said out loud, everyone agreed with Jonathan's idea.

Signaling his men to take the Black Book of the Dead, the leader of the men in black nodded slightly to O'Connor before leaving, and emphasized again: "We must leave here at dawn tomorrow."

The men in black retreated very quickly, just as suddenly and quickly as they came. They even took away the bodies of their companions, leaving the camp in a mess.

Lin You also slowly climbed out from the pile of rocks. Compared to the others who were just recovering from their shock, he was the calmest one.

Seeing that everyone was talking about tomorrow's evacuation, and whether it was the British who gained nothing, or the Americans who had lost the "Black Book of the Dead", all of them looked low in morale; Lin You felt that now was the right time.

He picked up the backpack again and shook it "laboriously". The crisp sound of the gold bricks colliding once again aroused everyone's desire.

"Do you really want to leave with nothing? After trekking hundreds of kilometers through the desert, some even crossed half the world, only to leave with nothing? I would say that there are still several hours before dawn, and we actually have a chance to make a lot of money."

Lin You looked around at everyone and patted his backpack hard to increase his persuasiveness.

"Twenty times the gold, I dare say, this may just be the reserve price. Think about it, those Egyptians were willing to sacrifice their lives for the Black Book, you can imagine how precious it is. As precious as the Black Book of the Dead, the Golden Book of the Sun is as precious."

Following Lin You's instigation, the Americans' eyes gradually brightened in the light of the fire.

If the Americans were only slightly tempted by Lin You's offer before, then after they lost the "Black Book of the Dead", their only valuable gain, the attraction of gold was multiplied and became difficult to refuse.

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