Conference center, doorstep.

A man in a white robe with only one pair of eyes exposed stood quietly.

He was holding a golden crutch in both hands.

His age is simply not visible from his appearance.

But just standing so simply, he could exude a noble, elegant and ancient temperament.

Compared with those archaeological experts who are over fifty years old, their temperaments are at least a hundred times different.

This man is Hufu.

When he said those words, he and Ye Bei looked at each other, thinking deeply.

But the archaeologists around him had no intention of giving the pharaoh who had lived for five thousand years any face.

"Who are you? Didn't you see us in a meeting? You would say some inexplicable words as soon as you came in. Even a well-known archaeologist should apologize for the first words you came in, right?"

"Can the Egyptians pull off the white cloth on their faces? In addition, let's make some self-destructive?"

"It's so fucking hell today, everyone is put in."

When these words were said, archaeologists from the seven countries were indignant.

They were unable to move just now, and they had a special fear and anger towards Ye Bei, so they all vented on Hu Fu.

Ye Bei was still sitting in the middle of the rostrum.

Eyes are calm.

His expression was still unchanged.

He just found this situation quite interesting.

No matter how naive or young these archaeologists are, they are still good, that is, their exploration of historical truth and their crazy desire for knowledge...

If they knew that the man in white robe they were scolding now was the Pharaoh Khufu who had lived for five thousand years, just one word would allow the existence that deprived millions of people of their lives. I don’t know what kind of expression it was.

for a long time.

When the archaeologists were almost quarreling.

Seeing that Khu Fu was just standing quietly without any anger, Ye Bei spoke again: "Okay, you can open the door."

The sound is very light.

As the sound fell, Ye Bei raised his left hand gently.

The golden key he had put away had all its luster and looked ancient and mysterious.

And the next moment, he hung out of thin air and slowly flew towards Khufu.

The archaeological experts around who kept shouting were stunned again.

"What kind of power is this?"

"I suspect I'm dreaming today."

"Incredible, incredible."

"If these things are published, the whole world will probably be shocked."

The sound is constant.

But Khufu was very calm. He reached out and gently took the golden key. He held it in his hand, feeling familiar.

When he learned that the Qiao family was looking for this key, he knew that it would not take long before Ye Bei would appear... From that time on, the ending of the Qiao family was quietly destined.

Khufu said: "Professor Ye, are you going together?"

"Okay." Ye Bei replied lightly.

Hu Fu immediately turned around and walked outside, ignoring the archaeological experts from beginning to end.

Ye Bei stood up, carried his hands on his back, and stepped slowly on the red carpet.

When Ye Bei walked to this entrance...

Only then did the archaeologists around all react.

"quick!"

“Come on.”

"Don't worry about who that person is, at least next, we will see a miracle."

"The secret of the pyramid will be unraveled today."

"It's worth my life to be a witness."

The group of archaeological experts following behind had forgotten all the fears they had just now, and replaced them with crazy exploration of the mystery of the pyramid. Even Holmes' eyes became hot. He was very old, but he was walking as fast as he ran.

...

"I'm out. Dear viewers, although they are very far apart, through our high-definition telescope lens, we can still clearly see that the archaeological experts of the Seven Kingdoms have held a meeting, and according to the direction they are heading, it is the entrance of the Khufu pyramid. If that's right, the secret will begin soon."

Outside the blockade, an American journalist said excitedly.

My companion carrying the camera next to me constantly adjusting the focal length, hoping to capture more and closer images.

However, the distance is still farther, and only some blurry figures can be taken, and the appearance cannot be seen clearly.

"Hey, sir, we agreed with the Egyptian side before that as long as the exploration starts, we can put us in for a live broadcast. Now, can we go in?"

An Egyptian journalist rushed to the security personnel and looked excited.

Among the crowd...

The first couple of Chinese men and women, as well as the white-robed Egyptian, were also paying attention.

But at this moment, the expressions of the two men became more and more wrong...

"I just saw a white figure with long hair walking in front of those archaeologists. Is it the boy we met before? It's so amazing. Those experts all listen to him." The pure-looking Chinese woman spoke softly, her face turned red, and she felt incredible. When she spoke, she had already adjusted the high magnitude in her hand to the maximum.

However, the dark-skinned man had a slightly locked brow: "Don't be naive, that man is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and the way he wears clothes is very strange. I think he probably went to guide the archaeological experts!"

Next to him, the white-robed Egyptian looked ugly and gritted his teeth, and also responded: "Yes, I guess there must be dangers in the pyramid, such as poison gas, mechanism...that guy might be a suicide squad or something."

"Hahaha, that's the reason." The dark-skinned man laughed.

Just as countless people are paying attention to the secret matters.

In the blockade area.

At the door of a tent with the Egyptian flag in the door, a man with a gun on his back and holding a laptop computer in both hands stood respectfully, sweating profusely on his forehead. The scene in the conference center just now made him feel scared.

Inside the tent.

A simple office desk.

There are three phones of different colors on it, and they are wiped extremely cleanly, so it is obvious that they have been using it all the time.

On both sides of the table are placed an ancient Egyptian statue, which cannot be recognized. However, the appearance on the statue looks extremely ferocious, and just a glance can make people intimidate.

In front of the office desk, a middle-aged man in military uniform and covered with medals sat upright. His face was as cold as a knife.

He held a bottle of red wine in one hand.

The other hand holds a goblet...

The movements were gracefully upside down.

On the surface, he looks very noble, but his body exudes an extremely sharp aura.

The two temperaments are mixed together, full of incongruity.

"Come in!"

The middle-aged man sniffed it gently and let it drink it all in one sip.
Chapter completed!