Dreamland Guide

　　 Ahmad now regrets agreeing to accept this task. If he refused the director's order and insisted on going to Hurghada for a holiday, the consequence would at most be to come back and be trained, and now he must face unknown dangers. This is obviously not an ordinary murder.

　　 "Professor Alef, did you know something before you came?" Ahmed asked tentatively, looking at the empty sarcophagus and the deep cave.

　　 "No, I don't know anything like you," Alef said, "but I know a little now."

　　 "What do you know?"

"From the discovery of the Pyramid of Khufu to the present, no mummies have been found. The tombs of the pharaoh and the queen are empty. Rumor has it that this pyramid has been looted by tomb robbers." Alef said, "In fact, we have not so far. Pharaoh’s body was found in any pyramid, and all the mummies were found in the Valley of the Kings. I have always wondered how the emperors of the ancient Egyptian dynasty made their tombs so conspicuous. This is not to tell the tomb thief explicitly. Come steal it, all my treasures are here! Now I know that the pyramid on the ground is a guise, and its underground palace is the real tomb."

　　 "Then why is this coffin empty?"

　　 "Then you have to go down and take a look."

　　 Alhammed said: "Well, I'll get off first, and you will follow me. Adullah, if you are afraid, you can stay here."

Adulla stood tall and said, "No, sir, I’m not afraid, I just... not ready. I swear in the name of my father and grandfather, Adullah Rashad Rashid Bu Cibrahi Yicijerahi Cisharasha Mudzhile is a brave warrior who is determined not to be a deserter. If you don’t believe me, I’m willing to go ahead!"

　　 Ahmed thought for a while, decided to admit the bravery of this lovely scenic administrator and let him go ahead. This is not to let Adura be a cannon fodder, but if he encounters danger, he can have time to make a more correct judgment.

　　 climbed into the sarcophagus. Inside was a steep downward slope. There were a lot of blood stains on the ground and the corners of the slope. Not long after going down the ramp, he entered another stone room.

　　 This stone room is much larger than the one above, but it is not square, but a regular pentagon. There are also many murals painted on the walls. There is a sarcophagus in the middle of the room, and five stone steles stand around the sarcophagus.

　　 Professor Alef’s gaze was completely attracted by the five stone tablets, while Ahmed walked to the corner of the stone room where there was a corpse.

　　The difference from the above is that the corpse here has been treated very clean, the internal organs have been completely taken out, the entire abdominal cavity is empty, but it can be confirmed that the heart is still there. The excavated face was also cleaned up, and the eyes and brains of the deceased were gone. The whole head is like a hollowed out pumpkin.

　　 There is such a corpse in every corner of the stone room, and there are a total of five corpses in the five corners. They are exactly the same as they died, and their placement is exactly the same. With the feet facing the gap between the corner walls of the stone room and the head facing the sarcophagus in the center, it seems to be a sacrificial ritual.

　　 This overturned Ahmed’s speculation about the murderer, that it is impossible for the beasts to arrange the corpses so neatly.

　　 He carefully inspected the surroundings of the stone room and found no other passages except for the two vents on the wall. Therefore, he turned his gaze to the sarcophagus in the middle.

　　Alef was still looking at the stone tablets, and he muttered to himself as he read: "This is not a sacred script, it is not an ancient Egyptian script, hell, I don't know any of these words, it's so strange!"

He moved from the first stele to the fifth, with a confused look on his face: "It is indeed a hieroglyph, at least a bit like the sacred script. Is it Chinese characters? No, no, it’s impossible. How could Chinese characters appear in In the tomb of the pharaoh four thousand years ago! Hey—" he turned and yelled, "Which of you understands Chinese?"

　　 Ahmed shrugged, and said to his heart how could anyone here understand Chinese, aren’t you a professor? Isn't it an archaeologist? If you don't know, who else knows!

　　 When Alef was disappointed, Adulla suddenly stood up and said, a little unconfidently, "I think I might understand a little Chinese."

　　 "You?" Ahmed was surprised, "Do you understand Chinese?"

　　 "Just a little bit." Adura said, "The official of the Tourism Bureau said that all people working in the scenic spot should learn a little Chinese if... if you want to make money for Chinese tourists."

　　 Alef nodded and said, "Then come over and see what is written on this tablet."

　　 Adulla straightened up and walked over, stood in front of the monument, and stared at it for a while, but his face soon showed a confused and puzzled look.

　　 "This is not Chinese." He said.

　　 "Are you sure?" Alef asked.

Adura said: "Although my Chinese is not good, I am sure that the characters written on this are not Chinese characters, at least not the current Chinese characters. If it is the ancient characters engraved on tortoise shells, then I don't recognize them. , I heard the Chinese say that most of them don’t know each other."

Alef was a little disappointed, but soon became excited again, "Ah, that means we have discovered a new kind of writing, an ancient writing that is different from the sacred script. This is a major discovery in the history of civilization. This tomb is newly discovered. No one has come in before. These writings and murals are well preserved without any problems. I, and you, will be as famous as Shang Boliang!"

Ahmad doesn’t care what name is going on. He reminded: “Sir, you may have forgotten that we are now at the scene of a murder case. There are five dead bodies here. With the addition of those in the aisle, a total of seven tourists were killed. ."

　　 Alef froze for a moment, as if he only knew about it, and said, "Well, it's nothing, just a few people died."

　　 "Just a few people died?! It's so easy to put it!" Ahmed thought there was something wrong with the scholar's brain, "Don't you think we are in danger?"

　　 "Danger? Oh yes, danger, there is no danger in doing anything! But since everyone is dead, then the danger has passed, hasn't it?"

　　 Alef said and ordered the two soldiers, "You open the coffin lid."

　　 This sarcophagus is larger than the upper one, and the lid is well covered. It looks very heavy. It took a lot of effort for two soldiers to push it away.

Alhammed and Adullah held up their pistols and stood in battle, but Alef looked relaxed, and turned to look at the text on the stele~www.readwn.com~The coffin lid was half removed, unexpectedly. What kind of monster jumped out. Ahmed leaned over and saw a human-shaped mummy lying in the coffin with a golden mask on his face and a blanket studded with many ornaments.

　　Although Ahmed thought this mummy was a bit strange and suspected that there was a ghost in it, he understood that it was the most precious cultural relic and should not be touched easily, even if the director gave him the right to make an immediate decision. He thinks that it is better to let the archaeologists around him make the decision.

　　 Alef leaned over on the coffin and praised: "Ah, it's so perfect, it looks exactly like Tutankhamun's mask!"

　　 Then, he made an unexpected action, and he reached out and took the mask up directly.

　　 There is no Pharaoh's head under the mask, only a pile of sackcloth.

　　 He lifted the blanket again. There was a pile of sackcloth under the blanket, and there were many scattered things piled there like rocks.

　　 "This...what's going on?" Ahmed was unbelievable.

　　 "Do you know what this is?" Aleph picked up a piece of linen from the sarcophagus, pinched it with his fingers and shook it slightly.

"what is this?"

　　 "This is the shroud of Pharaoh's mummy."...

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