who moved my coffin

In the hall of Voldemort's manor, two bald-headed mages sat face to face at the negotiating table with serious expressions.

For quite a long period of time, the atmosphere was deadlocked, both sides were silent, and no one was willing to speak first, as if whoever spoke first would fall to the bottom.

{Hmm~~ah~~ouch~~oh~~mmmm! ...}

Discordant groans came from around, and although the two mages tried their best to restrain themselves, Voldemort, who couldn't help it at first, finally turned his face and yelled, {Shut up! } Imerton also slanted his gaze over, bringing with him a chilling wind.

Cyrus, who was attached to Nagini and was trying to untie the knotted snake body, froze, with the tip of his tail still in the corner of his mouth, he raised his head timidly, and spat out the snake letter, {I don’t want to, but This stupid snake is so tightly wound...}

If the snake face could see the expression of grievance, he must be about to cry now.

The veins on Voldemort's forehead are faintly visible, {You can get out of Nagini, I believe that no matter how stupid Nagini is, she won't tie herself up! } Imerton withdrew his gaze from Cyrus, and slowly turned his head to look at Voldemort: {As a human being, it is really not suitable for being possessed by lower races. I think the reason why Cyrus is clumsy is because of this The influence of the snake body, considering that the owner of the snake once had a hobby of tearing himself apart, I am not surprised at all to have a pet that can tie himself in knots. }Voldemort raised his eyebrows: {I failed the magic experiment at most, it is much better than the master and apprentice making themselves into something inhuman...}{I smell a sour grape...}, the side Cyrus wagged his tail and whistled, {The Slicer Demon King is sour, some people want to live forever, some people want to go crazy, some people are as easy as eating...} Voldemort gave the arrogant guy who slapped the wind and the will-o'-the-wisp a hard look.

Imerton was in a good mood, and he nodded approvingly at Cyrus, {However, Cyrus, you will become stupid after staying on reptiles for a long time, you should return this pet snake to Voldemort. }{Release my body first, and give me a sacrifice, otherwise, I will hang on to this fat snake! } Cyrus took advantage of the victory to pursue.

{If you like it, then be with Nagini. She usually likes to sleep, so you can help her move and lose weight. However, your mummy body is very suitable for experiments, so I will accept it! }Voldemort no longer looked at the playful Cyrus, and said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, I saw Nagini's writhing body go limp, and a cloud of black air emerged, accumulating into a blurred Cyrus appearance. He quickly hid behind Imerton, and slammed at Voldemort. Gesture the middle finger.

Imerton looked at Voldemort with a serious face.

Voldemort snapped his fingers, and a human coffin appeared in the living room. At the same time, an unconscious wizard was also lying on the ground.

The soul of Cyrus pounced on the coffin and sacrifice, filling the mummy again.

{Come on, what do you want me to do? } Voldemort asked angrily.

Emerton waved his hand, and a sand sculpture of three human figures appeared on the negotiating table, {Help me find these three people, including their descendants, you need to see people when you are born, and you need to see corpses when you die. As far as I know, they should in England. }Voldemort looked at it, a little suspicious, {It's that simple, don't you have many men, why don't you send them. }{They are protected by the gods, and my people can no longer find them. }Imorton said lightly, and pointed to one of them, {One of them has a copy of the "Golden Sun Scripture", after you find it, you can keep that book.

Voldemort was taken aback, {Isn't there only one "Sun Jin Jing"? }

Imerton smiled, and turned to look at Cyrus, who was equally astonished, {You don't know a lot, don't you, Cyrus? } Cyrus looked thoughtful, of course he recognized the sand figures provided by Imerton, they were O'Connor, Evelyn and Richard, but Cyrus was also very strange, [ Even if these people are alive, they are old, and they are not a threat to Imerton. Could it be said that they are a disaster for future generations?Emerton doesn't want such a boring person? 】When Cyrus first learned that the "Sun Golden Sutra" was in Hamnabutra, he thought that Richard finally returned the Golden Sutra to the tomb guards. I know too little about the "Bible of the Dead".

{Why, my disciple, have you discovered anything, or peeped into the trajectory of fate again? } Imerton looked at Cyrus in a daze with amused expression.

Voldemort's face became even more gloomy. Today, he and Imerton were at a disadvantage in every aspect. This Egyptian high priest was really unfathomable.

[In any case, it is related to the "Golden Sun Sutra", it is better to kill by mistake than to let it go. ] Voldemort decisively agreed to Imerton's request.

{I see, even if I search the whole of England, I still want to find them, but, as far as I know, you need a key to open the Golden Book, and you have to lend me the key. } Voldemort looked Imerton straight in the eye.

Emerton smiled, took out the key and was about to put it on the table——

{No, teacher, only this key can open the two scriptures, so you can’t give it to him. Wait for him to bring someone back, and then change the key. }Cyrus decisively stopped, in exchange for Voldemort glaring even more.

Emerton seemed to have just thought of this, smiled apologetically, and put the key away again.

{Your disciple needs discipline, Imerton, I've always thought so...} Unwilling Voldemort glared at Cyrus viciously.

{I'm still saying the same thing, so don't worry about it! }Imorton replied lightly, the sitting body gradually dissipated into sand grains.

Cyrus stuck out his tongue at Voldemort, and the tornado of sand particles that came when the teacher came also turned into small strands of sand and dispersed.

"Bang!" Voldemort thumped the table hard, with a look of unwillingness.

{Vody, what's going on, how did I tie the knot, is it you and me playing a new game? } Aside, Nagini, who had been released from the possession, asked weakly, in exchange for Voldemort's expression of rolling his eyes helplessly.

————I am the dividing line of tension—————

"teacher……"

Standing behind Imerton, Cyrus looked at Imerton's back anxiously. The high priest of death seemed to be immersed in the beauty of the setting sun, unaware of the entanglement in the disciple's heart behind him.

"I had a dream..." Imerton said suddenly.

"Huh?" Cyrus didn't know why Imerton brought up this topic, racked his brains, and barely followed up, "Standing at your height, even dreams carry hints of gods, maybe they are prophecies... "

"I dreamed that Ansuna would hold my hand even if the boulder fell..." Imerton seemed not to hear Cyrus' answer, and said to himself.

Cyrus resolutely shut up, and when the teacher is talking to you, don't make a fool of yourself and flatter you, accidentally hitting the horse's hoof.

"However, after waking up from the dream, I am still wandering in the abyss. I don't know where I am or where I'm going in the future..." Imerton watched in bewilderment as the setting sun sank to the sea level, and the rising tide gradually moved towards where he was standing. Approaching.

Cyrus swallowed, took two steps back cautiously, and whispered, "Mr. Imerton, Ansuna is in the past. The girls you used to have sex with in the past can fill the pyramids horizontally. Today In society, there are not many dogs with three heads, and beautiful women with two legs are everywhere, wheat-skinned, ivory-colored, as long as you want, you will definitely be satisfied, let the past pass, you finally revived once, immediately Let's start a wonderful journey of hunting for beauty, and make up for the lost love with new feelings, it's really, so poetic..."

Afterwards, Cyrus himself was immersed in beautiful fantasies, clenched his fists, closed his eyes, drooling in his mind, [Ah, loli, royal sister, maid...] "But, I have already Women have lost interest..." Imerton sighed, looked down at the sea water that was about to touch his feet, frowned, and took a step back.

"Huh?" Cyrus choked for a moment, and immediately changed into a more doggy expression, "Of course, if you like another style, handsome and handsome, there are many in this era, alas, if you revive earlier Well, at that time, bald men were very popular in Germany. Really, handsome bald guys are very stylish! Uniform series, swastika signs, groups of groups, like leeks, cut waves and grow waves..."

The more Cyrus talked, the brighter his eyes became. He was already immersed in the rotten fantasy, and his eyes were glowing green. He didn't realize that Imerton had turned around and looked at him expressionlessly.

"The sea is touching your feet, Cyrus!" said Imerton suddenly at last.

"Eh? What?" Cyrus lowered his head subconsciously, "Oh my god!" With a strange cry, he jumped up again and again, shaking his clothes and toes that had already smoked, "It's too bad, it's a big loss, and it needs to be repaired again." , damn sea water!"

"It seems that your cultivation is not in place..." Imerton raised his lips in a funny way. He bent down and reached out to touch the sea water. His fingers quickly disintegrated and melted in the sea water, but quickly absorbed the strength from the sea water. , restored back.

"I can't compare to you, Mr. Imerton!" Cyrus scratched his head embarrassingly, "You are highly skilled, and the sea water, which ordinary mummies are afraid of, can't do anything to you!"

"You are wrong, Cyrus, you are not an ordinary undead mummy. If I can do it, you can do it too. It's just a matter of time." Imerton slowly began to walk along the coastline, Cyrus Followed step by step, carefully keeping a certain distance from the sea water.

"Leaving the border of Egypt, our power is limited, but in the final analysis, the lack of belief in the gods is the root cause of our power decline. The believers of the god of death have been almost lost in the passage of 3000 years. What can you do to revive our power? Is it..." Imerton said lightly.

Cyrus raised his eyebrows, carefully choosing his words, "What does the teacher want to say, revive the believers of the god of death, or revive the belief of the god of death Osiris, or revive the belief of the believers of the god of death?"

Imerton stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at Cyrus with sharp eyes. Suddenly, Imerton showed a sly smile, "I knew you could understand me, Cyrus, as expected of me. disciple."

"My honor!" Cyrus stroked his chest and saluted, already understanding Imerton's thoughts in his heart.

"Well, it seems that I have to accept your explanation!" Imerton turned around and changed the subject abruptly.

"Eh? What solution?" Cyrus didn't keep up with Imerton's rhythm for a while.

"I decided to start a new relationship to heal my wounded heart..." Imerton opened his arms chicly and strode on the beach.

"Congratulations, teacher, for getting out of the trough of emotion and heading towards the other side of glory..." Cyrus trotted and followed behind with a smile, shouting in his heart【There is drama, there is drama, there is JQ, onlookers!shout!That cup of tea from Emerton? ] "So, tonight you sleep, Cyrus!" Imerton said loudly as he walked.

"Ah? Who?" Cyrus almost fell headfirst into the sea, he staggered and jumped aside, screaming in horror.

"Didn't you say that my bald head is very stylish?" Imerton turned around with a serious face.

"But, but, Mr. Emerton, I prefer gourd-shaped ones, big breasts, childlike big breasts, loli, Yujie,..." Cyrus stammered, gesticulating with the gourd shape with his hands, while gesturing, While under Imerton's stern gaze, the voice became smaller and smaller.

"You mean you like women?" Imerton narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Shrimp?" Cyrus was dumbfounded. He never said that he liked men. Besides, don't most men like the opposite sex? Why did Imerton ask this? Emerton felt that he liked men.

"But you were very excited to lead me to like men just now?" Imerton raised his chin.

"It's because you said you lost interest in women..." Cyrus said with a sad face, "I also followed your words, I really didn't mean to break you up, carrots and cabbages, each has his own love, I It's just a suggestion, a suggestion!"

"You always say words that I don't understand but understandable, Cyrus, I even wonder if you're trying to get my attention on purpose..." Imerton approached slowly, with a smile on his face, and his tone was ambiguous .

"You know, everything about an apprentice belongs to the mentor. This was the case 3000 years ago, and it will still be the same after 3000 years. In the past, I discovered more than once that you always had some unexpected thoughts and actions, which always made me notice you among the apprentices. , Originally, I would not refuse a self-recommended pillow seat of this level, but you lack loyalty and your personality is out of character, I will bring you this..." He stretched out his hand and slowly covered Cyrus' left arm ring, with a meaningful expression Say, "Just to remind you that you belong to me, no matter what you like, the most important thing is that you have to be what I think of you, understand?"

Imerton lowered his head slightly, and slowly approached Cyrus with a trembling slowness.

Cyrus could feel the armband of his left arm sinking into his flesh. The pain from his soul made him unable to resist Imerton's dominance. He stared blankly at Imerton slowly lifting his chin. Morton's lips gradually covered his own, a cold and gentle kiss from his mentor.

After a long while, Imerton left Cyrus' lips, seeing Cyrus' eyes wide open, looking like the sky was falling, he finally couldn't help laughing out loud, "Hahaha! "

The High Priest of Death grinned, turned around and laughed loudly, "I'm dying of laughter, Cyrus, what a funny expression!" He was trembling with laughter.

Cyrus suddenly realized, and before he had time to lament the loss of his first kiss, he was frightened by Imerton's next words.

"But" Imerton stopped laughing, turned his head, slowly stroked his lips with his index finger, looked at Cyrus, and smiled wickedly, "What I said just now was serious, Cyrus, you are me Yes, from the beginning."