Chapter 512 8.31 The Origin of Soul Sacrifice (1)

Chapter 512 31 The Origin of the Soul Sacrifice (1)

Although he had prepared himself for a long time before entering the city, when the real owner appeared, Old Hash still felt his legs trembling uncontrollably.

In his wildest dreams, he could not imagine that the Tang Dynasty envoy who traveled under the "Li Family King's Banner" would be the mastermind behind the black-eating-black operation.

Maybe it's not her?

This is just an envoy of the Li Family King who appeared in Memphis by chance.

Old Hash comforted himself in this way, but he couldn't calm his pounding heart at all. The woman with her entire head hidden under the veil took light steps and slowly walked past him.

Although the white ravine under the light green palace dress looked extremely attractive, Hash didn't dare to raise his head at all. He could feel that the woman under the veil was not old.

When passing by him, she seemed to glance at him through the wide-brimmed hat, but that was all.

After passing by him, she continued to walk deeper into the hotel without having any extra conversation with him.

"Brother Hash, don't be afraid."

"These lackeys of the Li family are used to being spoiled, but at least they never kill innocent people. Let's ignore them and drink our wine!"

Heath smiled and pulled Mohammed Hash away from the door of the Shahu Hotel.

So far, he has completed all the tasks assigned to him by Concubine Xue and transferred all the idle people in the "Hash Caravan" out of the hotel.

Abdullah Sah led the cavalry to garrison next to the goods, and the Byzantine scholar, porters, laborers, and maids went out to buy daily necessities needed to cross the Black Desert.

Only Loki remained in the Shahu Hotel,

and the mysterious Donglu girl beside her!

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In Hash's caravan, the first person to discover what powerful abilities this girl had was not someone else, but the Byzantine scholar Mergwen Waldorf!

As the sister of "Emma Waldorf", she is an important member of the Waldorf family. Mergwen lived with Emma since she was a child, and she had certainly heard her sister tell about her adventures in Scandinavia when she was young.

Among them, Loki, who was a poor village chief at that time, could not be avoided.

After a long 15 years, the once weak Viking village chief has now become the "King of Paris". After explaining all the work, when she heard that Hash's team had picked up a white man from the West Continent who was "seriously suspected of being the 'God Killer' Loki" in the desert.

Mergwen could not suppress her curiosity and immediately paid a visit.

Loki was obviously not prepared for her arrival, and the subsequent conversation between the two was completely clueless.

Mergwen's "Paris city construction", "close cooperation between the Royal Academy of Sciences and the Kingdom of Normandy", and "the achievements of the Kingdom of Normandy in plague control" sounded like a fairy tale to him at this time.

Although these deeds one after another sounded like things he could do, the blank 13 years of memory made him unable to recall any details at all.

He couldn't even name the chief scholar sent by the Citadel to Paris.

After only two words, an indescribable awkward atmosphere began to spread between the two. The girl hadn't even mentioned the magical experience he and her sister had in the "Vess of the Giant Beast".

She felt it was unnecessary.

In the eyes of the young girl, the embarrassed white man in front of her was infinitely close to a liar. Continuing to talk about the secrets that only "Loki" could master would only make him more embarrassed.

The kind female scholar did not choose to expose him in person, because "survival" is the instinct of all creatures.

Especially when he was abandoned alone in the middle of the desert, let alone Loki, even if he claimed to be Gregory III, as long as he could get him out of the desert safely, it would be a great victory.

Looking around the room, the girl did not hesitate to cancel the idea of ​​inviting him to breakfast. She said goodbye politely, and just when she wanted to get up and leave, she suddenly found that a page of draft paper she brought with her had been picked up by a girl in Loki's room.

The girl looked at the page and muttered something.

After Mergwen found out that Loki was a fake, there was no more time to waste. His team had just finalized the caravan that could lead everyone into the Temple of Anubis. Now all they needed to do was to race against time to arrange and summarize all the questions that needed to be solved.

They had to achieve results in this journey in order to apply for the funds and pass for the next activity.

"Little sister, hurry up and return the paper to your sister."

The kind noble lady was not angry, even though she saw the girl writing and drawing on her notebook with a feather pen.

The notes only recorded some hieroglyphs she copied from the Book of the Dead. After all, the ancient books that Emma took out from the obsidian pyramid were very old.

In that era, the "wood pulp paper" invented by the Donglu people had not yet appeared, and several copies of the Book of the Dead were all drawn on fragile papyrus.

A considerable part of the handwriting had been corroded to the point of being illegible.

The notebook contains the blurred handwriting.

Mergwen needs to remember the outline of the blurred handwriting, and then fill in the correct hieroglyphs by comparing them up and down, and then copy them all down and slowly decipher them.

However, what she never expected was that after only a few minutes of talking with Loki, the unattended thin girl had already completed dozens of missing or blurred hieroglyphs in the notebook.

Mergwen could hardly believe that what was happening in front of her was real.

Slowly squatting down, she picked up the notebook in the girl's hand, and was even more surprised.

The girl's hieroglyphs were written much more skillfully than hers, just like those old priests in the university who had been copying documents all their lives. The handwriting was casual, but there was no lack of any details.

Not only that, the girl even pointed to the hieroglyphs one by one, and uttered a long string of strange language.

This was even more weird!

You know, it had been more than 800 years since the demise of ancient Egypt. All the evidence of the existence of this great civilization only exists in these scattered texts.

The ability to read the Book of the Dead is only available to the Styx priests in the world today, and this young girl

"Ms. Scholar, don't look at me like that. I don't know the answer to this question very well."

Loki casually took a large stack of straw paper under the pillow and handed it to the girl. Mergwen took it and found that it was all ancient Egyptian Hades.

The arrangement was exactly the same as the Book of the Dead!

Mergwen's hands began to tremble involuntarily. She recalled some ancient rumors about Styx priests in the academy, and squinted her eyes to observe the straw paper in her hand carefully.

"Heal me (please heal me)"

Only this sentence was written on the straw paper over and over again.

Stretching out his hands again, Mergwen trembled and took off the girl's shirt, and found that there was a huge seal painted on her back.

Flowers, birds, fish, insects, snakes, lifelike creatures were dotted with red cinnabar on the girl's back, forming an extremely complex pattern.

"Fuck, what is this?"

The maids in the caravan were the ones who helped the girl wash last night, and this was the first time Loki had seen this scene.

He stretched out his big hand and was about to touch the ink on the girl's back when two words were heard in a clear and melodious voice from the door of the suite.

"No."

Looking back, a girl in palace dress at the door was slowly taking off the wide veil on her head.