Bai Fumei and I's Wilderness Survival

When Cao Wei heard this, he frowned, and together with the guards and the curator, they went to the window and raised a corner of the curtain. Looking down, they naturally saw the scene that O'Connor saw just now.

"It seems that they are really controlled by people."

Cao Wei frowned and said coldly.

"And I don't know why. During the day, Imerton didn't make a move. It is estimated that it will appear at night, and now the sun is about to set. We still have less than an hour to make a move." Get out of here, what do you think? Are we retreating now or are we thinking of other ways?"

Cao Wei's eyes fell on every face of everyone present, and he said quite seriously.

"This……"

The guard commander and the curator glanced at each other.

"We're definitely going to stay."

"And I have to stay too, because I caused all this."

Evie said with a serious expression.

"Well."

O'Connor has completely resigned to his fate now, because he knows very well in his heart that even if he wants to run now, he has no chance to run.

"It seems that we guys have obviously reached a consensus. Now we probably can't run away. After all, even the people who drive the train and the plane are gone. There is nothing we can do if we don't fight with them."

A wry smile appeared on the corner of O'Connor's mouth.

"I said a long time ago that Xianli will always find a way here."

"Are you complaining about me?"

Evie's face changed suddenly, she was full of anger.

"No, I'm just telling the truth."

O'Connor shook his head.

But when Evie opened her mouth and wanted to continue to say something, she was interrupted by Cao Wei mercilessly.

"Okay, it's useless to argue here now. Why don't we discuss how to deal with Imerton. Obviously, this cat can't do much now."

Cao Wei said coldly.

"I think there must be some way to seal the strange monsters, right? Otherwise, the world will really be destroyed."

"This one……"

After the curator of the museum bowed his head in thought for a moment, he let out a long sigh.

"I'm not sure whether this method will work or not, but obviously, since the Sutra of the Dead exists, the Golden Sun Sutra should also exist, and if I guess correctly, perhaps in this Golden Sutra of the Sun, there should be How to seal Emerton!"

The curator of the museum said in a serious tone.

"Where is the Sun Golden Sutra?"

Everyone asked in unison, turned their heads in unison to look at the commander of the guards and the curator of the museum not far away and said.

"I don't know about this question. If I said it before, I might be able to guess it, but now that they found the Scripture of the Dead from the coffin under the stone statue, it means that our previous guess and translation were wrong. , then naturally the location of the other book we know is also wrong."

The curator of the museum shook his head, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Maybe I can translate it."

Evie volunteered to say.

"Well, let's go to the museum right now. If I guess correctly, the stone tablet with this information should be in the museum, right?"

Cao Wei immediately nodded and said.

"Correct!"

Regarding this matter, the curator of course nodded directly.

"Okay, let's split into two groups and meet up at the museum. Let's go now."

Cao Wei said clearly.

"I'll take Evie and Tong Tong to the front, and then I'll come back to pick you up. Don't move around, let alone attract the attention of those watchers outside."

Cao Wei exhorted worriedly.

"it is good."

After thinking about it, the big guys also felt that it was the safest way to leave here by using Cao Wei's method of flying over the eaves and climbing the wall, so they all nodded at the moment and stopped raising other objections.

After half an hour.

Everyone finally came together.

Cao Wei was really a little tired this time, after all, he came here with two guys in his hands every time.

Even hard-working people would probably be exhausted.

At this time in the British Museum, the curator rummaged through the closed storage room and took out a dusty box. Judging from the simple shape and dusty appearance of the box, it has been many years old. No one moved.

"What is this?"

Jonathan sat at the side of the table, crossing his legs and slowly sipping the wine glass in his hand.

This trip to the capital of the dead was a big loss for him, not to mention the thrilling journey that almost cost him his life. In the end, except for an old skeleton, he did not bring any gold, silver or jewels with him. return.

Jonathan really didn't want to go to that ghostly place anymore, but it was a pity that no one listened to what he said, and now his sister was even more focused on researching the capital of the dead.

"This is a stele that we have passed down from generation to generation."

While the curator was talking, he turned out a cloth bag from the side of the box. Inside the cloth bag was a key that had been there for an unknown amount of time, and even the key had some rust on it.

The curator struggled for a long time to unlock the lock on the box, and after a burst of smoke and dust, the box contained a stone tablet padded with a red cloth.

"This stele has been passed down from your generations. Isn't it thousands of years old?"

Cao Wei said slowly from the side at this time, you must know that this group of tomb guards have guarded the capital of the dead for generations, and the records that can be handed down are naturally passed down from generation to generation.

"what?"

Jonathan didn't take it seriously at first, but when he heard that the stele was a thousand-year-old historical heritage, his eyes lit up at that moment, and he leaned in front of the box and said in an excited tone.

"Then isn't this a big treasure? It must be worth a lot of money."