I have a seal of two worlds

Chapter 1187 The Curse from the Ancient Pharaoh
"Curse! Curse! This is a curse from the ancient Pharaoh!"

"The curse is real, I saw Anubis, translucent, he came from the underworld!"

"Golden mask! I'm possessed, he's in my body, I can hear his voice, I can hear his voice!"

"I was stabbed by the guards of the underworld, and part of my soul was taken into the underworld and put on the balance!"

"Scarab! Golden Sun! My body is full of worms! It's full of worms! Help! Help me, please help me!"

"God Amon! God of the Sun! He slapped John to death!"

"Mummy! All are mummies, they want to wrap us up, they want to drag us to the mausoleum to be buried with us!"

"Ullaeus! The golden holy snake Ullaeus! Sobek! The swamp god Sobek!"

"The Scorpion King! The Scorpion King is back, run! Everyone, run!"

"My heart hurts! My heart hurts! My heart was taken out by that black panther. My heart hurts!"

"The Millennium Curse... The Millennium Curse... We are finished... All are finished..."

……

Except for a few unconscious people who were kept in the hospital for observation, some who were too crazy were sent to the compulsory room of the mental hospital, and the rest were sent to the Cairo police station after a round of the hospital.

"So, what's going on with them? Are they all crazy? Or are they pretending?"

In the police station, in addition to the police chief, the curator of the Pyramid Museum was also called up overnight. He went to the museum first, and then hurried over.

In addition, the national museum was stolen in the early morning, and officials from some relevant departments rushed over overnight to get first-hand information.

"It should be true." The chief of police also had some palpitations. "When we rushed into the museum, they were all wailing in the museum. Some were in the lobby on the first floor, some were in the corridor on the second floor, or they were unconscious. Or be crazy."

"Have you interrogated them? Who are they, and why are they stealing from the museum?"

"I asked a few non-serious ones, and they all explained." The police chief said, "They have received a mission to steal the cultural relics in the overseas stolen cultural relics exhibition hall."

"what!?"

"The robbers and thieves?"

"Shameless!"

"How dare they!?"

"Contact Gaul, contact Dayin, we will sue them!"

"Sorry, gentlemen, we have no evidence in our hands, and apart from their confessions, they also have no evidence..." The chief of police interrupted several people and spread his hands.

Everyone, "..."

"In addition to them, there are also some peripheral members such as hackers and mercenaries. We have sent people to arrest them, but the other party is very cautious. It is estimated that the success of the arrest may not be high." The police chief continued.

"hateful!"

"You're ignoring us like that!"

"Those Europeans and Americans have always been like this, let them wait, and let them return sooner or later!"

After everyone was angry, they refocused their attention on the people in front of them.

Even through a thick layer of one-way perspective glass, everyone can clearly see the panic, uneasiness, trembling, and trembling of those people, as if they were standing naked in the ice and snow, or facing the tiger's mouth. little lamb.

"What's going on with them?"

"Why do they all look so terrified?"

"This is the point of this incident!"

The chief of police couldn't help shivering, and couldn't help saying, "They said that they encountered the curse of the pharaoh...the cultural relics in the entire museum have all come alive..."

The police chief took the documents and showed the statements of these people to the people next to him.

There is also a document, which is a comprehensive document compiled by integrating these confessions, recording their series of actions and all the accidents they encountered.

"Turning into a real King Cobra?"

"A talking golden mask?"

"A black cat the size of a leopard?"

"A sculpture of Anubis with the fire of the underworld burning above his head?"

"Scarabs and suspended golden suns?"

"A resurrected mummy?"

"The army of the Scorpion King?"

"Moving sphinxes and statues of gods and pharaohs?"

"How is it possible? Are they crazy?"

"I don't know if they are crazy, but their confessions can all be matched."

The chief of police's lips trembled a little. Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, the news that came out of those people was shocking enough.

The point is...

"Those who were said to be tied up by mummies fainted on the second floor, and those who were shot to death by sphinx sculptures and god sculptures all fainted on the first floor.

There are also those who were stabbed to death by soldiers from the underworld. He said that his heart and ribs have been hurting all the time. The one who was invaded by scarabs said that his whole body was itchy. There are also a few who said that they were tied up by mummies and kept in pain. Take a deep breath and say that you are having trouble breathing. "

Not to mention the police chief, all the police officers in the police station, if not necessary, keep a sufficient distance from those people, for fear that the other party will spread the curse to themselves, who knows if those thousands of years of curses can be contagious...

The curator of the museum couldn't help shivering, you know, he stays with those things every day!

The others were also stunned. No matter how you look at it, this document looks like a Hollywood script.

but……

"Is this true? How is it possible?"

"Are they really... cursed?"

A group of people looked at the crazy crowd inside through the glass, and couldn't help taking a step back.

"Don't worry, our police officers didn't see the resurrected mummies and sculptures, nor the scarabs and scorpion kings when they entered the museum."

The police chief ventured, "It's likely that they were only targeting intruders."

"What did you say?"

"You mean, with these curses, you can still distinguish outsiders from your own people?"

"Could it be that...those cultural relics...are they spiritual?"

When a group of people heard this, they became even more frightened...

The police chief tried his best to stand still, and said tremblingly, "I, I don't know..."

A group of people immediately looked at the curator of the museum, he is a professional.

The curator was about to cry, and he himself was terribly frightened at this time, and he went to the museum to go around, and went through every exhibition hall, especially the overseas stolen cultural relics exhibition hall, which was very careful !
Now he can't wait to go to the hospital to give himself a full body check.

"Maybe...maybe..."

The curator's mind was spinning rapidly, and then suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, "Maybe it's blood? We all flow the blood of the Pharaohs? So the curse thinks we are our own?"

The eyes of several people with Pharaoh blood all lit up, while those with European blood couldn't help but tremble all over.

(End of this chapter)