Allen quickly flipped into the golden coffin and closed the lid.
As the first boulder fell, the underground tomb shook even more violently.
The three people hiding in the golden coffin were shaken and hit walls everywhere.
"What the hell is going on?" Pain and panic attacked Nancy's nerves, and she couldn't help but cry out.
"Who cares what's going on, as long as we can save our lives, everything will be fine!" Ron leaned against the corner of the coffin, dizzy from the impact.
"Come with me!" Allen supported Nancy, who had bumped into his arms, and said calmly.
"Where are we going?" Ron and Nancy asked in unison.
"There's an emergency exit in the coffin," Allen explained. "There's a small exit. The Egyptians built hidden doors and emergency exits in many mummy coffins so that the souls of the corpses could leave. "
"Wow!" Ron exclaimed in surprise, and Nancy sobbed excitedly.
"Let's go, you two come with me."
The boulder fell on top of the golden coffin, and the loud sound seemed to be about to burst their eardrums.
The three people's ears were buzzing.
Allen turned around in the huge coffin and straightened his back.
He pushed open the small hidden door behind the coffin and went out.
The exit was very small, only enough for them to curl up and crawl out.
He didn't know how long he had been crawling in the cave, but the rumbling and collapsing sounds of boulders were left far behind him.
When they could finally stand up straight after crawling until their backs were sore, they found themselves in an empty temple.
And the master of the temple was the god Osiris, who specialized in measuring the merits and demerits of the human world.
"Ah!" Nancy exclaimed. "That mummy!"
Ron opened his mouth wide exaggeratedly. "Is he not dead yet?"
"Don't worry, it's just a realistic statue!" Allen comforted.
The statue of Tutanmonka knelt in front of Osiris, who was on the throne of the god, with a cobra painted on his forehead and a magic wand flat on the ground.
Osiris on the colorful throne held a scepter and a whip in his hands.
His skin was green, and he wore a tall hat. He had a black cylindrical beard, and his expression was very solemn, as if he was considering how to deal with the undead in front of him.
"We may no longer be within the range of the pyramid." Allen carefully observed the surrounding environment and concluded.
"Where are we?" Ron asked.
Nancy also looked at Allen eagerly. She wanted to escape from this nightmarish place as soon as possible!
"I don't know where it is, but I can be sure that there must be a water source nearby." Allen replied with certainty, "Look, the walls and the ground have traces of flooding."
"Eh, what's that?" Allen walked towards the lotus throne in the middle of the temple, surrounded by four pillars.
A black scroll was placed in the middle of the throne.
Allen wrapped his hands in Miao Miao's sorcerer robe and gently unfolded the scroll. He found that there were some hieroglyphs he could not understand, various lifelike pictures, and some ancient magic characters!
Allen recognized a few words at the top – Book of the Dead!
The following few lines were: Osiris, the God of the Underworld, I have opened a path for myself. I follow the footsteps of Horus. I am a holy lotus that grows on the earth of Ra. Please, wise and loving, see my qualities clearly. I am a sinless undead. Please grant me eternal life.
The exquisite patterns depicted how Tutankhamun injected his soul into the scarab talisman in order to obtain the protection of God and seek eternal life.
Allen translated these words to Ron and Nancy, and in return, the two of them had confused expressions.
"Who is Horus?" Nancy took the lead and asked. She was looking forward to finding a way to leave this place.
"Horus is the son of Osiris, the God above. The eye of Horus represents the ability to distinguish between good and evil, to defend the health of people, and to help the dead resurrect. "
Allen explained according to the contents of the picture.
"Why did he turn himself into a dung beetle?" Ron looked disgusted.
"The ancient Egyptians called the dung beetle the scarab. It is the symbol of resurrection and birth."
Alan felt that after Tutankhamun predicted his own death, he had painstakingly planned his resurrection four thousand years later.
Ron snorted in disdain. "Look at those densely packed mummies! He found so many people to accompany him in death, and he still dares to say that he is innocent! "
"So he suffered four thousand years of imprisonment in vain, unable to live forever!" Nancy looked at the majestic God on the throne in awe.
"Does the book say how we can get out of here?" Ron asked anxiously.
"As long as we avoid the curse of 'Black Olof', we can return to the human world."
Allen carefully read the Book of the Dead. It was simply a guide to reincarnation!
"We didn't chant the resurrection spell. Are we still going to be cursed?" Nancy thought of the strange things that had happened tonight and felt her hair stand on end.
"In fact, the one who chanted the spell was Tutankhamun himself!" Allen shrugged.
But 'Black Olof'?
The eye of the creator?
Was it the energy stone that the System was looking for?
Allen thought of the huge black gem on Tutankhamun's wand.
He summoned his wand, and the black gem on the wand flew straight to the scepter in Osiris's hand on the throne, fusing with the scepter.
Allen and the other two wanted to go over and take a closer look.
Suddenly, the temple went dark, and there was a creaking sound under Nancy's feet.
She screamed and threw herself forward.
That thing slid away from her feet.
Allen felt something brushing against his ankle.
He immediately kicked out with all his strength, but he kicked nothing.
Allen wanted to cast a fluorescent spell, but he was shocked to find that magic was forbidden here! All magic spells could not be cast!
"Ah, help!" Ron and Nancy shouted in horror.
There were some small animals on the ground, many, many of them.
But what were they?
Ron immediately thought of spiders.
The sound of these small animals crawling was very similar to spiders.
Something slapped Allen's ankle again, and he desperately stamped his foot.
In the darkness, Allen felt the whole ground move. The ground under his feet moved forward like a wave, rolling, shaking, boiling.
Something crawled up Allen's leg.
It was hard and had thorns on it.
Crunching, crunching sounds could be heard, as if animals were biting each other.
Nancy gasped for breath, her chest heaving up and down. Her whole body was gripped by fear.
Ron was scared out of his wits. In his mind, there were spiders crawling on the ground, under his feet, on his body, all of them.
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