[Mummy] Eternal Life Spell

Imerton looked at the gentleman sitting opposite him, the staggering train and the sand dunes receding from the window made him feel as if he was in another world.

He had learned some common-sense things in Benny before, and his mind was relatively calm, so he wouldn't make a fuss about things like trains.Soon, Imerton calmed down from the novelty at the beginning. Although he didn't understand why the husband didn't want to let him take him directly back to Cairo, but this kind of sitting face to face and going through a few hours of driving together felt good. .

"The most important thing in traveling is to appreciate the different scenery, not rush on the road. The world is far more beautiful than you imagine, Imerton." Mr. closed the newspaper in his hand.Don't ask where he got the newspaper when he was just reborn and didn't bring any money with him, it's the same method he used to temporarily buy the ticket for this ordinary seat. "The world will be very different in 3000 years, but you have enough time to adapt to all this."

Imherton looked out of the window after hearing this, but he didn't have the mood that Mr. Wang had settled over the past 5000 years. He really couldn't see the beauty of those rolling sand dunes.But... He retracted his eyes and looked at the gentleman who was looking sideways out of the window, his slender eyelashes left a faint shadow on his face, and he would never get bored with this peaceful feeling of the years.

"As long as you are willing to teach, sir, I will never tire of learning." Imerton replied softly, the emotion in his eyes was not explicit, but extremely profound.

The gentleman glanced at Imerton and smiled. Before he could speak, the man sitting next to him suddenly opened his mouth and came in. "Sorry to bother you, I'm a little curious...you don't speak Egyptian, right?" He is a man dressed in a very gentlemanly manner, speaking American English, with a sunny and enthusiastic smile, but it will never make people feel abrupt .

Imerton couldn't understand what he was saying, but seeing him look at Mr. and then at him, he knew that what he said was definitely related to the two of them.So it's not so good to take any ghost train, and you have to sit with ordinary people, which is an insult to identity and status.

In fact, the husband also considered Imerton's situation and wanted to buy a VIP ticket with a box, but the VIP ticket had to be booked in advance, so he had to buy a box with fewer people, but it was inevitable that he would encounter other people.

"Yes, you guessed it right, we just spoke ancient Egyptian." The gentleman replied politely in fluent British English, "My companion and I are scholars who study the history and culture of ancient Egypt. To pass the time, So we decided to communicate in ancient Egyptian, and correct our grammar and pronunciation by the way."

"Oh?" A look of excitement suddenly appeared on the man's face, "Then you must be Professor Fisher?"

"You know me?" There was a legitimate surprise on the gentleman's face, "but I'm sorry, I don't remember me..."

"Ah, no, you really don't know me, but I know you." The man was a little flattered, "Didn't you attend an exchange meeting held in New York before? I also attended, and I only saw you from a distance On the one hand, in the academic world, you seem to be the only oriental person who can achieve such great achievements, and I happened to know that you came to Egypt recently, so I guessed that you must be the master."

"Oh, you mean the forum half a year ago? I didn't expect you to be an expert in world history research. May I know your name?"

"Don't say that, I'm not an expert. My name is Richard Lucci, a businessman, don't laugh at me, I can enter that forum purely to pay the security, because I want to see those academic leaders , I have always been very interested in history. I didn't expect that I couldn't shake your hand at the beginning, but now I have the opportunity, would you like to reward me?" Richard held out his hand as he said.

"My pleasure." The gentleman smiled and took his hand.

For the rest of the journey, the talkative Richard and his husband chatted from Tiannan to Haibei, while Imerton could only sit dryly, looking at them like good brothers who hadn't seen each other for hundreds of years.Hell, he's the one I haven't seen with my husband for more than 3000 years, okay? Why is this man so passionate that it's outrageous...

When Emerton left Cairo, Cairo seemed to return to normal. No one remembered what happened. They seemed to have forgotten the curse brought by Imerton.The train station in Cairo was crowded with people. After Richard arrived at the station, he separated from his husband. The husband was at the gate of the train station and had no intention of leaving immediately.

"You probably didn't know that man before." Imerton stood beside the husband, and he didn't care if the husband was not in a hurry to leave.

"Yes, he calls himself Richard Lucci, and he seems to know me." The gentleman answered casually.

"Self-proclaimed?" Imerton keenly grasped the unusualness in the gentleman's words.

"Well, it's just a self-proclaimed one. Through chatting, I probably already know who he is, but it's not important." The gentleman didn't take this matter to heart, he searched the crowd, suddenly found a direction, and laughed , "Okay, Emerton, we should go and take you to meet someone."

As he spoke, he walked towards a black car on the side of the road.Imerton frowned, followed behind Mr., watching him come to the car.The door of the passenger seat was opened, and an Egyptian stepped out of the car, raised his hat, and said with a smile: "Welcome back, Mr. Fisher, is there anything interesting to gain in Hamna Tower?"

"Harvest? It's a pity, Mr. Pei Serga, I didn't find Hamnata." The gentleman lied without changing his expression.

"Well, archeology is always troublesome, isn't it?" Pei Serga, the mafia boss of the whole of Egypt, said with some regret. From the appearance, he is only in his 30s, and it is hard to imagine how he crawled at such a young age. to this position.He glanced at Imerton, and then asked, "Who is this?"

"A friend who doesn't like talking very much." The gentleman said, his tone was very gentle and polite, but it was by no means as respectful as outsiders were to Pei Serga, and it could even be said to be a little casual.His answer was very concise, and Pei Serga, a smart person, could easily tell that the husband would not tell him anything more, so he didn't say anything more, and opened the car door for the husband.

"Your friend is my friend. Don't worry, Mr. Fisher. I guarantee that this unknown friend will have a great time in Cairo." Pei Serga said with a smile, and after sending the husband to the car, Just got into the passenger seat.

The driver beside him was stunned.In his heart, although his boss is indeed very considerate, being considerate cannot be the same as being the younger brother who drives the door for others!Moreover, most of the time he is a smiling tiger, he is friendly on the surface and then blows your head off in the next second, don't have too many times!

The one who asked the boss to pick him up in person must be a big shot... The driver held the steering wheel tremblingly, for fear of making a sharp turn and offending the big shot in the back seat, and the next day he was put in a bag and loaded with stones and sank into the Nile River.

"According to your request, I arranged a villa. Mr. Fisher, what do you think of this place? No, let's go to the next one." Pei Serga pointed to a bungalow and said.

"Very good, let's go here, thank you, Mr. Pei Serga." The gentleman looked at the surroundings of the house, nodded, and opened the car door.

"Do you need me to arrange some servants?"

"No need, I don't plan to stay here for a long time." When the gentleman walked to the gate, he suddenly thought of something, turned around and smiled at Pei Serga, "If you have time, please come and sit with Mr. Luciano, since If you have such a good relationship with him, I think he is also a very smart person."

After finishing speaking, the gentleman ignored whether Pei Serga's face was already stiff, opened the door and strode in.And Imerton, from the beginning to the end, didn't even look at Pei Serga, he just brushed past his body, followed the husband, and walked into the villa.

"...Mr. Pei Serga?" Seeing that Pei Serga had not moved for a long time, the driver called softly.

"It's nothing, please ask someone to take care of this place. You must take good care of Mr. Fisher, otherwise... Hey, I dare not mess with this person." Pei Serga sighed tone.

Sure enough, he knew it would be like this. From the beginning when he was still a street gangster, when he suddenly got the help of this mysterious oriental man and gradually became the master of Egypt, he knew deeply that this man was definitely not easy to mess with.Why is he the softie of their family who abandoned the "family business" to engage in historical and academic research? If it weren't for the family power to support him, he would have been solved by the family's old enemy... It's all fart, this seemingly weak and incompetent man is comparable to him His predecessors are amazing, from the time he started to take over the family until now, Pei Serga has never figured out how much he has.

The Mr. Luciano you just mentioned, his full name is Charlie Luciano, is the most recent mafia boss in the United States, that is, the man you met on the train before.Pei Serga and Luciano have some gray deals, because the relationship between the two people is more like a partner because of the different regions.

Before, he did not know where to get the news, and he knew that he knew the husband, so he called to ask about the news about the husband.Maybe it was because the wings became stiff when they grew up, or for some other reason, after thinking about it for a long time, Pei Serga told him the whereabouts of her husband.Luciano is not an idiot, he can't use his familiar name to get close to Mr. To be precise, it's the family business behind Mr.—yes, not only the UK, Mr.'s family also has a certain influence in the United States.

Unexpectedly, it was seen through all of a sudden... Now that Pei Serga thought about her husband's last smile, she felt a little chilled.The only time he felt restless was when he noticed how deep the water in this man's belly was...

I can't say how deep it is, he just has more experience than ordinary people, and he sees things more thoroughly.Mr. didn't waste much effort to explain this matter to Emerton. Although it was put in front of Sanqian, let alone an explanation, he couldn't even give a little hint.

"...Okay." After listening, Imerton was silent for a long time, "When are you going to teach me... English? I don't want you to say anything to others in the future, and I will be kept in the dark."

Imerton is indeed a very talented person, and combined with living in a completely English-speaking environment, learning the language was easy for him.After three months, he was able to communicate normally. As long as the speech speed is not too fast or the words are too complicated, he has no problem.

During these three months, Luciano did come once, and had a long talk with Mr. before leaving with a smile on his face.

"Charlie Luciano is a man with great potential and ambition. In less than five years, the entire New York Mafia will be in his hands. Why not do it if I let it go?" When Emerton asked When I got up, my husband said leisurely, "By the way, Imherton, have you finished your composition?"

"..."

For the first time, Imerton had doubts about his age. It was as if he had returned to his childhood, and he would be gently reprimanded by his husband for various things every day.Well, in fact, he kind of misses this kind of time.

One day three months later, Imerton, who had just closed an English novel, couldn't find Mr. anywhere. Finally, in the guest room, he found a little girl and Mr. sitting by the bed.

... Is he the only one who finds this scene very familiar? !Sir, why do you like picking up girls so much? Hey!Although you must have a special conspiracy, but... he is still very easy to think wrong, hey!