Chapter 682: Return
A series of conversations between the two siblings that made people laugh and cry had to stop after all.
Because the Humvee had already arrived not far outside the city, there would be people in the crossing. The car they were sitting in was not suitable for driving in, so the four of them got out of the car separately.
Watching Wang Jian put away the Humvee, O'Connor and Jonathan looked like gods.
Then, with great difficulty, he carried two snakeskin bags and entered the city of Cairo. After entering the city, he called two carriages, and then slowly arrived at the hotel rented by Wang Jian before.
For the next two days, Wang Jian stayed in the hotel and didn't go out, either accompanying Evelyn or cultivating.
Evelyn and Jonathan instead went around Cairo, apparently seizing their last time together.
O'Connor bizarrely did not leave alone, but stayed in the hotel.
According to Jonathan, the two plan to return to the UK together and become neighbors in the future.
It seems that the two have cultivated a lot of feelings during this trip.
Two days later, at noon, the sky was clear and the sun was shining.
Wang Jian accompanied Evelyn on the road, looking at the museum in front of her, Wang Jian looked at the nervous and hesitant girl next to her with some amusement.
"Still so reluctant?"
"Of course, these two scriptures are ancient books that have been passed down for more than 3,000 years, and they even have magical powers. King, you should have felt it, Immorton was resurrected because of the Black Book of the Undead. ”
Evelyn said this, staring at Wang Jian with big eyes without blinking, and even a little pleading.
Wang Jian smiled and hugged the girl's slender and fleshy waist: "Evelyn, I'm sorry, these two scriptures are one of the foundations of this world, and I can't take them out." ”
That's right, he's already confessed to Evelyn that he doesn't belong in this world.
At that time, Evelyn was no different from other women, they were all shocked.
Of course, the first reaction was disbelief.
But then she thought of Wang Jian's many strange methods, as well as technology beyond the current world, which made Evelyn have to believe it.
Then he gradually accepted it, knowing that he could not take away the two precious scriptures in his hand, so he chose to come to the museum.
Evelyn was unwilling to give up her last chance, almost pleading, "King, is it really impossible?" ”
Wang Jian stared at the girl and sighed: "I'm sorry, if I take it out, it may affect my life, and the will of this world will reject me or even hurt me." ”
"Huh? That's it. ”
Evelyn immediately put away the pleading on her face, and walked towards the museum gate with the two scriptures wrapped in strips of cloth.
The girl is like this, Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and sighed at the same time.
He had to say such a lie, and the value of the "Golden Sutra of the Sun" and "Black Sutra of the Undead" was 500 points.
Evelyn was curious and wanted to take away the research, but where was Wang Jian willing to spend 1,000 points to buy such chicken ribs?
If this is the case, it is better to spend this thousand points directly to buy permanent residency in a world.
The cost performance was too low, and he didn't plan to use Egyptian magic, because that might affect the gods and demons in the Egyptian mythological system. If it is involved in this, it is likely to pose a danger to him.
What he advocates is never the power of others, and any external force or relying on others is unreliable.
Only one's own strength is the most fundamental, the most real, and can prevent all crises.
Whether it is summoning, inviting gods, borrowing gods and demons, or faith, incense, etc., it is unreliable. Because with the help of external forces, no one can guarantee whether these forces will leave hands and feet in the body, and maybe the body will not belong to them in the next moment.
In the past, whenever he saw some characters on the screen, he was suddenly descended or even possessed by gods, and he felt terrified.
Don't look at that time, the strength of that character is very awesome, in fact, it doesn't belong to him anymore, it is controlled by gods and demons.
If the gods and demons have bad intentions, doesn't it mean that the control of the body can never be taken back?
The most important point is that being possessed casually means that even if you take back control, the other party can control it at will in the future as long as you are in a good mood or not?
This situation is really disgusting, and he will definitely not accept it.
It seems that the system is similar to this situation.
But after all, he accepted the benefits of the system, and he was not willing to rebel against anything, or speculate with the greatest malice. Although he knows that pie does not fall from the sky.
And he already has such hidden dangers, so naturally he will not accept other hidden dangers.
In a state of thought, the two walked into the museum and quickly found the director's office.
The old man of the curator stood up in surprise when he saw Evelyn: "Evelyn, are you still alive?" ”
"Curator, are you weird?"
"It's not, it's just the Hamna Tower......"
Seeing that the old man was still pretending to be garlic there, Evelyn couldn't help but interrupt and disdain: "Hmph, it's not all you, the old man, who notified the descendants of the pharaoh's guards to hunt us down, otherwise we will only have a better time." ”
The curator was just about to sit down, and he subconsciously went to get the pistol in the drawer.
saw Evelyn slam the cloth strip wrapped in her hand and put it on the table: "Look at these." ”
"What?"
The curator glanced at Wang Jian, who smiled and didn't make any moves, and Evelyn, who was huffing, didn't feel any malice on the part of the two, and stopped holding the gun.
Evelyn seemed to know a lot, but he was more curious, and now that he knew, why did she come to him, and there was no malice.
But when he lifted the strip of cloth and saw the two scriptures, his breathing became heavy.
"These two scriptures were found by Hamnathari."
The curator's face changed drastically, and he looked up at Evelyn nervously: "What about Emorphon?" Is it resurrected? ”
"He's dead."
"Dead? How did he die? ”
Evelyn took the key from her pocket and placed it on the scripture: "Yes, dead." Congratulations, you descendants of the Pharaoh's guards, are free. ”
The curator looked at the scriptures and the key, dumbfounded, muttering something in his mouth, not knowing what to say.
Evelyn waved her hand in front of the other party's eyes, but the curator didn't react at all.
Evelyn turned back to Jane and shrugged innocently, and Jane reached out to grab her and walked out of the office.
The stupid curator behind him looked up slightly, and seeing the precursor of Evelyn turning around again, he quickly lowered his head and continued to pretend to be stupid.
Out of the office, Evelyn walked around the museum, babbling about her work here.
Wang Jian comforted beside him, and now he can only do this.
More than three hours later, O'Connor and O'Connor had a sumptuous dinner on the balcony of the hotel.
Jonathan and Evelyn kept talking, how much Evelyn was comforting Jonathan and explaining what his future holds.
In a slightly weird atmosphere, Wang Jian hugged Evelyn and disappeared without a trace.
Jonathan was dumbfounded, and finally cried.