Miss Sister is a mysterious creature

Facing countless sharp spears and icy muzzles, the mysterious woman's eyes were as cold and quiet as a frozen lake, her expression was indifferent, and her eyes did not glance at everyone. She went straight to the Egyptian Pavilion facing the sharp spears and spears. direction to move.

The slender body covered with long pala looks like a ghost, and his movement is as fast as a flash of purple lightning. There is a flash in front of the eyes of the Swiss Guards, and a fragrant fragrance floats on the face, which makes people feel moved, and everyone is stunned. The woman was already like a light purple cloud, passing by indistinctly, no one could see how she got out of the encirclement and appeared a few meters away.

The most heartfelt guard of the Pope, the most trustworthy Swiss Guard, even in the face of such a strange and bizarre situation, he is not afraid of death, holding the halberd that symbolizes loyalty and bravery in his hand, and the distance to the front has already surpassed their cognitive range The mystical creatures launched a heroic attack.

A young man who had just been recruited, with his youthful spirit, stepped forward quickly, and thrust the gleaming rapier sword into the purple para on the woman's ground.

The moment the sword tip was about to touch the Pala, the man frowned, and tilted his head slightly. Under the long Pala, there was a silver-purple gauze-like object, like a moonlight sweeping across the ground, and a purple lightning flashed across. It dazzled everyone's eyes.Before the mercenary had time to see what the dazzling cold light was, he was lifted up by the huge impact and landed on the marble carved Roman column in a corner of the gallery.

The rest of the people were all terrified, and subconsciously raised their Remington rifles/guns, facing a powerful unknown force they had never encountered before.

At this time, only one person yelled loudly, and people followed the reputation. The curator of the Vatican Museum and the confidant of Pope Francis I, the Italian historian of literature and art—Antonio appeared in the lobby of the gallery.

He is a hunchbacked, thin and short old man, and the crimson long-distance race that he hastily put on puts on him to bring out his frail clothes even more.Against the thin body that is rare among Italians, the slightly bulky head looks particularly abrupt.

With a hoarse voice, he stopped the Swiss Guards in Italian and signaled them to put down their weapons and stop attacking.

The Swiss Guards have great respect for this old man who knows the past and the present. In such a strange and bizarre late night, under such unimaginable circumstances, they chose to trust the judgment of the well-informed curator.

The mysterious woman standing still like a majestic tower was indifferent to the sudden change in front of her eyes. She flickered and was already a few meters away, moving towards the Gregorian Egyptian Pavilion.

The old man came out, as if he was afraid of disturbing her, he walked as lightly as possible, and followed the woman far away. Seeing this, the members of the guards followed the old man at the same pace.

The woman stopped in front of a glass display case embedded in the wall in the "Gregorian Egyptian Pavilion". Her slender body was gently lowered, and the dark purple Para wrapped her graceful figure. There was something hidden at the hem. Or now, shining pearlescent.

The woman's fair and slender fingers caressed the glass window, and her eyes, as bright as cold stars, stared through the glass at an exhibit inlaid with gemstones of different colors.Finally, a gleam of joy and nostalgia flashed across the indifferent and solemn beautiful face.

Inside the display cabinet is a wooden box in the shape of an Egyptian Ankh. The shape of "Ankh" is very similar to the symbol "♀" of the goddess Aphrodite, and it also looks like a cross with a circular pattern on it.It is an ancient symbol of the gods, also known as the "key of life" and "talisman of life". Some scholars believe that it symbolizes "air" and "water" among the four elements, that is, the elements of life.

In Egyptian murals, there are often scenes of the goddess Isis and the god of death Anubis holding the Ankh, which are also considered to be the key to the afterlife, symbolizing eternal life and the infinitely vast universe.In addition, Anka also means "mirror" in ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs.

This mysterious and gorgeous wooden box is not the Pope's collection handed down from the Middle Ages.People can't explain its origin, but because it obviously has the color of ancient Egyptian culture, after arriving in the Vatican, it was naturally displayed in the Egyptian Pavilion of the Vatican Museum.

A relief of an open eye is engraved in the center of its circular part, reminiscent of some kind of creature waking up in chaos, looking at the world ignorantly and curiously.Surrounding the eyes is a circle of dazzling gems of different colors, like the purple-blue gradient light that the ancient lightning strikes in the deep blue ocean.

On the top of the wooden box are the crossed hands of two gods with human heads and fish tails. They are slender and their hands are connected with their tail fins, forming a perfect ring.Even the handle of the box is engraved with intricate and colorful patterns and inscriptions that cannot be discerned, full of ancient mysterious charm and exotic style.

The curator still remembers that when this beautiful work of art was sent to the Vatican, the Pope summoned Italian scientists, historians and artists to appreciate and study its use and origin.Some people speculate that it is a mirror box based on its appearance, because although the Amulet of Anka symbolizes the source of life and the profound meaning of eternal life of the soul, it also means a mirror in Egyptian.

Could there be a hand mirror hidden inside this magnificent treasure? !Such speculation is like getting a beautiful treasure box and being told that there is a good chance that a priceless orb will be locked inside.

However, the wooden box was made by some master craftsman, and the design was so exquisite that there was no gap to open it, that is to say, it was a completely closed box.

Scholars can only observe its internal structure through sophisticated perspective instruments. According to the imaging of X-ray detection, there is really an object in the shape of a hand mirror hidden in the wooden box.

Its shape is more beautiful, the pattern is more complicated, it is simply embossed with gold and colors, and it is so beautiful that it is impossible to imagine how the ancient Egyptians made such a delicate and magnificent work of art. The academic circles are very interested in this, but no one has yet can unravel its mysteries.

The Pope couldn't put it down even more, and couldn't bear to kill the chicken for its eggs and destroy its exquisite shell, so he displayed it in the Vatican Museum, so that more people can admire the miracle of the pinnacle of human art and wisdom.

Today, the Pope's beloved "Anca Mirror" is quietly lying in the exhibition hall. Through a layer of bulletproof glass in front of it, there is a beautiful woman who is as mysterious as it.

The panicked crowd held their breath in tacit agreement, and their blue eyes flashed with horror and astonishment, all staring at the woman in long para, not knowing what she would do next.

She lifted her bright wrist gracefully, and her five fingertips were like the most beautiful mother-of-pearl. Under the spotlight of the car showroom of the Egyptian Pavilion, there was a faint purple glow.

With a sudden sound, the Swiss Guard looked in disbelief at the ancient Egyptian Anka wooden box lying safely in the display cabinet, gently holding it in the woman's hand like a prop in the hands of a magician for "fetching objects from space".

Witnessing all this, the Swiss Guards stared wide-eyed, gasped with their mouths half-opened, and there were endless bizarre incidents that night, which made them want to re-examine the material world they were in.

Among these people, Curator Antonio was the calmest. He stared at the Anka wooden box in the woman's hand with slightly cloudy eyes, and there was a trace of unconcealable excitement on his wrinkled face, as if he was excited about what was going to happen next. The long-awaited thing.

Sure enough, the woman gently raised her other hand, which was as tall and fair as a bamboo shoot, to keep a distance from the Anka wooden box on her left hand. The purple lightning flashed in her hand. The one hidden in the middle of the wooden box, even the most advanced Science and technology can't find the flaws, and the beautiful hand mirror, which even scientists can't see the true face, has appeared in the delicate hands of the woman, and the Anka wooden box is unscathed.

This is a miracle. The miracle that happened in front of my eyes. The Swiss Guards present were all Catholics. They let go of the halberds and rifles/guns that were tightly clenched in their hands, sighing in their hearts.

The woman stacked the beautiful hand mirror on the Anka mirror box, held the two objects with one hand, and caressed the mirror body with the free hand, which symbolized the two aspects of "air" and "water". The inscriptions and patterns of the great elementals complement each other, and the beautiful crystals like sea stones shine brightly.

Antonio's eyes suddenly lit up, and he stretched his neck greedily, wanting to see the whole picture of the magic mirror in the woman's hand.The mirror is inlaid with dazzling sea-grained gemstones and mysterious and ancient complex patterns. The mirror surface is like a deep and unpredictable sea water, shining blue-purple sparkling waves.

In the dark, it seems that someone is singing an ancient and sad song in the ear, the sound is melodious and melodious, just like the sound of nature, which makes people forget the world.

In the singing, the ancient gods opened up the sky and the earth from the void, human beings opened their ignorant eyes one after another, and civilization ignited on the continent like phosphorous fire.

Antonio and several guards listened to the ancient chant in their ears fascinatedly, looking at the magic mirror in the woman's hand, as if their souls had been snatched away.

At this time, a guard member let out a sharp scream of "Ah", and the lingering sounds of nature disappeared suddenly. The crowd recovered their sanity from the indescribable spiritual experience, and suddenly turned their eyes to the sound. The person who sent it saw the young guard with a terrified face, pointing to the depths of the garden square wall with trembling fingers.

People followed the prestige, and couldn't help but get chills down their spines, and their hairs were terrified.

Not far from them, beside the wall of the garden square, in a dark corner where the light cannot reach, a pair of huge eyes beyond what normal creatures should have, like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps in the dark night, light up quietly, lurking in the shadow formed by the wall .

Each pair of them has a strange apricot shape, sharp eyes, hanging upwards at a tricky angle, emitting a faint blue fluorescence, looking around the guards in a sinister manner, as if about to wait for an opportunity... …

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