"What are these?" Cao Kun asked Stefan.
Stefan: "These are hieroglyphs."
Cao Kun: "You know him?"
Stefan quickly shook his head: "How could I possibly recognize these hieroglyphs? We just copied them from the library and wrote them down randomly."
Anyway, not many people will understand it; as long as the audience thinks it looks impressive, that's enough.
Cao Kun: "So what language and what content were you speaking when you were filming?"
Stefan: "That's the content of the Egyptian Book of the Dead read in Arabic. It's been around all along, so there's nothing strange about it."
I remember some of the earlier parts, let me think…”
Stefan briefly recalled, then read in English:
"Praise be to you, Allah, as we rise in wonder toward you!"
You rise, you shine, and you make the heavens roll aside.
You are the king of the gods and the lord of all things.
We come from you, and are made holy through you.
Your priest will greet you at dawn…
"Hmm, I can't remember the rest."
Styf asked Cao Kun curiously, "Master Cao Kun, is there anything special about these?"
"I don't know yet," Cao Kun said thoughtfully. "It's possible that the Book of the Dead summoned that ghost."
"Huh?" Steven was startled. "No way, this is just ordinary scripture. Countless people recite it every day."
Cao Kun wanted to say that the others were recited by ordinary people.
You're from the Mummy movie crew, and you've encountered a high priest who's become a reality.
Can those be the same?
Cao Kun didn't actually say it out loud; even if he did, no one else would believe him.
Just like now, the six bodies have turned into withered corpses, but neither Paul Boone nor Steven Sommers ever thought of it that way.
They didn't even consider the possibility that it was the high priest from the movie who did it.
Cao Kun then found the "Sun Bible".
This book is also called the "Golden Book of the Sun," and its entire cover is made of gold.
Of course, like the Book of the Dead, the gold in it is also fake.
When Cao Kun opened the scripture, he saw that it was still written in ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs that he did not recognize.
Cao Kun asked, "What content have you prepared for the 'Sun Bible'?"
Stephen: "This is from 'Ode to the Sun,' and it's read like this..."
He cleared his throat and read on in English:
"In the endless universe, your light, Sun God, breaks through like the dawn, and a new horizon unfolds under your gentle illumination."
Your love is like the spring sunshine, bathing every inch of the land you gave life, bringing joyful days, and accompanying your footsteps, bringing... bringing...
Okay, that's settled then.
He couldn't remember the rest of the content.
Is this thing even capable of dealing with the High Priest?
Cao Kun didn't believe it at all.
He closed the prop book.
Now, he was at least certain of one thing.
These props and scriptures are just ordinary props, nothing special.
There is absolutely no mysterious power involved.
It's even less likely that they can deal with the High Priest.
If the High Priest might have been summoned by the Book of the Dead, then the Great Sun Hymn could not possibly have taken him away.
We need a real, head-on confrontation.
Time passed little by little.
At first, these people could hold on, but as it got later and later, many of them couldn't stay awake and fell asleep.
Only a few people, too worried and afraid to sleep, either read books, played video games, or chatted, played chess, or played cards with others.
Yes, this is a real poker game.
Paul Boone, Steven Sommers, Gil Shaw, and a few others wanted to sleep but dared not.
They also got together and started playing Texas Hold'em.
Cao Kun himself sat to the side, resting with his eyes closed.
But in reality, his intuition was constantly monitoring the entire interior of the restaurant.
He will notice anything as soon as it appears.
Suddenly, Cao Kun sensed someone approaching him.
He opened his eyes and saw Patricia Veraquiz, tall and long-legged with a captivating figure, gracefully approaching.
Walking up to Cao Kun, she bit her lip and said in a low voice, "Master Cao Kun, I need to use the restroom. Could you come with me?"
After saying that, she winked at Cao Kun.
Cao Kun immediately understood. This wasn't a request to accompany her to the restroom; she clearly had ulterior motives towards him.
Cao Kun knew how difficult it was for a supermodel like her to get into Hollywood.
They have no other way to get into this industry but to rise through the ranks.
Take this movie for example, she must have gotten in by leveraging someone's influence.
Otherwise, a supermodel couldn't possibly assume such an important role right away.
If you take off your clothes and are lucky, you might get a good role and gain some fame.
If you're unlucky, it's common to be cheated out of money or sexually assaulted.
As Cao Kun is highly respected by producers and directors, it's normal for Patricia to have some thoughts about him.
Anyway, she doesn't care about sleeping with someone.
If we can exchange it for a decent resource, then we'll have made a profit.
Unfortunately, Cao Kun is a serious person, someone who has transcended vulgar interests, and her top male fan might be in the film crew, so Cao Kun naturally had no interest in her.
Cao Kun pointed to the side: "You can go there to take care of it."
Cao Kun previously said to resolve the issue on the spot, but of course, it's impossible for them to actually resolve it on the spot.
Hotel staff set up several tents containing disposable toilet seats.
Once you've finished, simply throw the disposable bag into the trash can.
“I can’t get out of there.” Patricia swayed her beautiful figure. “Master Cao Kun, please help me.”
Cao Kun closed his eyes: "If you can't get it out, just hold it in."
Patricia's face immediately turned cold, and she muttered under her breath, "Hillbilly, you're no good."
"What did you say?" Cao Kun opened his eyes, his gaze like two knives scraping across Patricia's face.
Patricia instantly felt death, as if a series of blood-soaked corpses were rushing towards her.
She was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and kept backing away, shouting, "Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"
Her shout immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Paul Boone quickly walked over and helped Patricia up: "What's wrong?"
Patricia threw herself into Paul Boone's arms, not saying a word, just sobbing.
Paul Boone looked at Cao Kun, wanting to say something, but after meeting Cao Kun's cold gaze, he immediately swallowed his words and pulled Patricia aside.
"Why did you provoke him? He's a ruthless man who can kill witches. Okay, stop crying, it's alright now."
Paul Boone's quiet words of comfort reached Cao Kun's ears.
Cao Kun closed his eyes again and ignored him.
After this little incident, the restaurant returned to calm.
After an unknown amount of time, Cao Kun suddenly opened his eyes.
He suddenly looked up at the ceiling.
There, a dark shadow hung upside down, staring intently at what lay below.
And below that shadowy figure is clearly Rachel Weisz.
"go!"
Cao Kun raised his hand, and a Yin talisman flew out first.
The dark figure was very alert. It dodged the Yin Talisman in a flash and turned to look at Cao Kun.
"urgent!"
Cao Kun made a hand seal, and the Yin Talisman suddenly transformed into a ball of eerie green flame.
"ah!"
With a scream, the dark figure flashed, leaped away from the Yin Fire, and pounced towards Rachel Weisz below.
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