The three of them continued to walk forward. Allen used the same method and kept turning right.
In the tunnel maze, there would be two forks in the road for them to choose from every time, and every time, Allen would choose the mural with the wizard on the right.
Every time, the mural on the fork was exactly the same as the mural on the previous fork.
They didn't know how many paths they had taken and how many times they had chosen!
Allen suddenly stopped again.
Was it a voice?
The voice he had just heard disappeared in an instant, and now it was quiet again.
It was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.
"Allen, I heard it!" Ron said in horror.
"Me too." Nancy tilted her head, as if she could hear more clearly.
The voice rang out again.
The three of them held their breaths and listened carefully.
There was silence again.
"Let's go!" Allen gritted his teeth. "No matter what it is, there will always be a time when we completely understand it."
Ron and Nancy silently followed Allen forward. Their intuition told them that things were not going well.
After a while, the narrow tunnel suddenly turned a sharp corner.
As the three of them walked forward, the air became warmer.
Allen suddenly walked forward quickly and ran to a wall, leaving Ron and Nancy behind.
They looked at each other and hurriedly trotted after him.
Ron was very confident in Allen.
Nancy, on the other hand, felt that Allen was obviously more reliable with her woman's intuition.
When they approached, they realized that it was not a wall, but a door.
"Split apart!"
The sealed mud on the door cracked and scattered all over the ground.
"Clean it up."
The original appearance of the door appeared in front of the three of them.
"It looks so beautiful!" Nancy looked at the door that suddenly appeared with fascination.
Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Allen. "What did you just do?"
After a pause, she said in surprise, "Are you really wizards?"
She had thought that Allen was joking.
"Of course we are wizards." Ron glanced at Nancy and continued to look at the awe-inspiring door.
That's right, this Ancient Dao Gate was awe-inspiring.
It wasn't very tall, but it looked very expensive.
The dark mahogany had been petrified.
But what was certain was that it must have come from a faraway country. No tree in Egypt could grow like this.
The entire door was engraved with strange hieroglyphs from top to bottom.
Allen recognized the sun and moon, as well as scorpions, birds, cats, and other animals.
These were all deeply engraved on the red wood.
The most shocking thing was the design in the middle of the door — a majestic lion.
It was carved out of gold, and under the illumination of the magic wand, it emitted a tempting radiance like the sun.
"Gold is soft." Ron touched the lion's head uncontrollably.
"Be careful!" Allen pulled Ron to the ground, dodging the sharp arrow shot out from the lion's roaring mouth.
The arrowheads flickered with a faint blue light. It was obvious at a glance that they had been smeared with poison.
"They thought the lion could scare away the intruders." Allen stared at the shining lion. "This trick worked very well in ancient times."
"If you can't scare them away, you can kill the intruders with poisonous arrows!" Ron's face was full of fear.
"Not only that, but it's also cursed!" Allen thoughtfully looked at the hieroglyphs on the door.
"Curse, you can understand it?" Nancy asked with interest.
Just a door was so luxurious, who knew how much gold and silver treasures there would be in the tomb inside!
"I can understand part of it." Allen had no intention of explaining these ancient magic words to a Muggle. It was tantamount to playing the lute to a cow.
"Unless you walk in and recite the resurrection spell, you will be cursed as soon as you enter this door," Allen said.
"Then what is the spell?" Nancy asked.
"You don't really miss the resurrection spell, do you?" Allen was surprised!
"Otherwise, it's better than being cursed, right?" Nancy raised her eyebrows.
"You can actually choose not to enter," Ron retorted.
"I'm not going back." Nancy was very stubborn.
Ron and Allen had nothing to say.
"How do we open the door?" Ron asked. "Does the Araho open?"
"You can try." Allen held his magic wand and looked at Ron calmly.
"Ahem!" Ron stretched out his magic wand and pointed it at the door.
Nancy looked at Ron's movements with interest. "Are you going to cast witchcraft?"
"To be exact, it's magic." Allen smiled gently.
"The Araho open!" Ron waited expectantly for the door to open to them.
However, the door did not move.
"Haha, it doesn't work! Your magic doesn't work. "Nancy laughed.
Ron tried a few more times angrily, but the result was the same.
Nancy looked at him and laughed until she was out of breath.
"What are you laughing at, Muggle! Why don't you do it? "Ron said angrily.
"Get out of the way, I'll do it!" Nancy was full of vigor.
Allen and Ron were very curious. Would she have a way to open the door that even the wizards could not open?
Nancy took a few steps back. "Ah... hey!" She trotted to help, flew up, and kicked the door.
"Dong!" The door made a heavy sound, but there was no change.
"Ouch - it hurts!" Nancy hugged her leg.
Allen and Ron looked at each other. So violent! It must be very painful!
Allen stepped forward, checked Nancy's leg, and cast a healing spell on her.
"It's amazing!" Nancy turned her ankle. She didn't feel any pain at all!
Allen picked up his magic wand. "Now, it's my turn!"
Ron and Nancy looked at Allen expectantly and held their breaths.
Allen's expression became serious. He turned to the door and raised his magic wand.
Suddenly, a thunderous voice sounded. The timbre was no different from the sound they had heard in the tunnel.
"Excuse me - please let me rest in peace!"
Nancy let out a short scream.
"Let me rest in peace!" The thunderous voice said again.
Allen put down his magic wand and turned around, his eyes wide in surprise.
Ron and Nancy also realized that the sound was coming from behind them.
There was the sound of something cracking, and fear rose to their throats.
The cracking sound became louder and louder.
It sounded like someone was constantly breaking a biscuit in half.
Louder and louder...
The ground in front of them cracked, and something was coming out of the ground!
Allen and Ron pointed their magic wands in that direction, watching warily.
It was a person! First the head, then the crossed arms, the strong torso, and the legs covered by a robe!
"It's a stone statue!" Ron let out a soft, long sigh of relief, and then took another breath.
Allen glanced at Nancy. She was nervously biting her lower lip and clenching her hands into fists, tightly protecting her chest.
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