Chapter 17 Part Sixteen: The Lost Pyramid

Although I have already figured out the ins and outs of the strange mineral that can emit transparent light quite clearly, but what is the use of that?My purpose is not to study the mystery of why the ancient Inca Empire suddenly disappeared, but to find out how the people who have been illuminated by the transparent light can recover. My progress seemed to be going smoothly all the time, but when it came time to unravel the mystery of those ancient hieroglyphics, I hit a rock and ran aground! I walked out of the university gate with heavy steps. In the next three days, I used the convenience of modern transportation to go in and out of the famous ancient monasteries in Egypt, looking for monks in the monasteries, hoping that some of them could recognize the hieroglyphs.

Because I know that there are many learned monks in Egyptian monasteries, and their achievements in the study of ancient Egyptian characters will never be lower than that of Professor Gedina. In every monastery, I was received politely by the monks, and even the oldest elders came out to meet me. However, the answers I got are almost the same: we don't know what kind of writing this is, and it can be said that it is not an ancient Egyptian writing. After three days, I was almost disappointed. I locked myself in the room all day. I had decided that if I really couldn't find the answer to these hieroglyphic mysteries, then I decided to leave Cairo.I locked myself in the room just to find some clues among those hieroglyphs.

But the more I looked at it, the more I got a headache. When I looked at it for a long time, those strange, twisted and twisted words, like little devils, kept jumping in front of my eyes! I let out a long sigh and stood up, only to remember that I hadn't eaten all day.Looking out of the window, the twilight makes the mysterious Cairo even more mysterious. I rang for the waiter, and told him to prepare my supper.Not long after the waiter left, he knocked on the door and came in again. I looked at him lazily: I don't seem to have called you again! The waiter smiled all over his face and said, "Shert, sir, call me Shett."I was very impatient and said: What's the matter?You might as well just say it.Still smiling, Schett said: I'm fine, it's you, sir.

I jumped up, Shet took a step back, and said: "Sir, you haven't gone out all day today. Doesn't that mean you are having great troubles?"Sir, although Schett himself can't solve troubles for others, he can point people to the way to eliminate troubles! I waved: go, go, I didn't come to Cairo to see the belly dancer. Sheter still refused to leave. He put his hands on his chest and made a full expression: Oh, Mr. is Chinese. China and Egypt are the same ancient countries, and they also have many mysterious things. I finally gave him the words, which touched my heart, and said: Do you know any mysterious things in Cairo?

Schett rubbed his hands, and happily said: more books, more books.I said: the more ancient, the better. Sherter nodded, and said: In a place where tourists will never find it without guidance, there is an astrologer who can know the past and the future lives in seclusion. Before Schett finished speaking, I waved my hand and said: Don't go on, I believe that locals will never go to the residence of the astrologer, and all the people who go there are tourists! Schett's face turned red, showing embarrassment, and then he said a few so-called mysterious things, but they were all tricks to deceive tourists.

I chased him away impatiently several times, but he still didn't leave.Suddenly, he raised the amount with his hand and said: No!You must not be chasing the lost pyramid!I was stunned for a while, and said: What do you mean by the lost pyramid? Shet opened his hand: A whole large pyramid disappeared in the desert. In the whole of Egypt, only one person knows the ins and outs of this matter. Do you want to hear the mysterious story? My heart suddenly moved: where can I hear this story? Shetter shook his head and said: Ah, I shouldn't bring it up, sir, just forget it! This is a very clumsy method, pretending not to say anything to appear mysterious, but the purpose is nothing more than wanting more rewards.I took out a five Egyptian pound note: tell me!

Unexpectedly, Sheter, a fat man, blushed immediately and said loudly: Sir, what do you think I am greedy for? I glared at him and said: Don't you want money? Schett showed an extremely aggrieved expression: Why does everyone think I want money, but no one knows that I am doing it to prevent foreigners from feeling boring in our Egypt? After hearing what he said, I couldn't help being in awe, and hurriedly said: Shet, I apologize to you. Shet shook his hands: Sir, don't remember what I said just now.In the past five years, I have guided five boring tourists to listen to the story of the missing pyramid. After listening to the story, those tourists went to the desert, but they never came back.It is said that there is a mysterious power in that person's story, and he will involuntarily go to the desert to find the missing pyramid. I have vowed not to mention it to anyone again.

As soon as I heard Shet mentioned the missing pyramid in the desert, I thought of the record about the Sopa tribe I read in Professor Gedina. In that record, it was mentioned that a pyramid was lost in the desert. The disappearance of the pyramid is naturally not because the pyramid ran away, but because of the changes that are happening every day and every hour in the great desert, making it disappear.It may be buried under hundreds of feet of yellow sand, or it may be that the tip of the pyramid is only a few inches from the sand surface. I know that pyramid is related to the Sopa tribe.

Is this the missing pyramid that Shetter was talking about? I feel like I've seen another ray of light in the midst of despair! I hurriedly said: Shet, tell me where is that person who can tell mysterious stories! Shet hurriedly said: Sir, I beg you, after listening, you must not go to the desert like the five people before, and never come back again, you must promise me first! I patted him on the shoulder and said: Shet, I'm sorry, I can't promise you.If what I'm looking for matches what the man who can tell the mysterious story says, then I must go to the desert to find the pyramid!

Shet sighed, and said to himself: I really don't understand why people always risk their lives to pursue other things. You must know that only life is the most precious thing! I ignored him: find someone to take me there quickly. Shet's eyes widened: Sir, the exquisite dinner you ordered just now I said: After you push the dinner here, eat it in this room! Shet swallowed a mouthful of saliva: Thank you very much, thank you very much, we have a saying: a lot of gold is not as good as a lot of delicious food, I will find someone to take you there! He jumped out with a fat body, and after a while, he brought a very thin Egyptian boy. The Egyptian boy stood at the door, not daring to come in.Shet pointed to him and said to me: This is my nephew Sally, he will take you there.

I walked to the door and patted Sally on the shoulder in a friendly way: OK, let's go. Shet said behind my back: Sir, can you allow my wife to come with me to enjoy the dinner you have given? I smiled and said: Of course, I hope you enjoy it! Shet smiled with eyes closed.Sally and I walked out of the hotel. Sally was very silent and didn't say a word along the way.It was getting darker and darker, and I didn't know that I had come to that corner of Cairo.I just feel that the places I passed by are really simple, those big hotels, big nightclubs, I don't know where they went.Where I passed, there wasn't even a street light, it was just pitch black. Sally was very familiar with the road, and at the fork in the road, he walked towards the road he should go without hesitation.About half an hour later, I was already hungry and thundering. I happened to pass by several cooked food stalls. I bought two large rolls of cooked cakes. The owner of the cooked cake stalls smeared a black sauce on the cakes. I don’t know what it is. thing. I handed a roll to Sally, and Sally was not polite, and started chewing while walking with me.The black sauce had a umami-spicy taste and was delicious to the extreme (unfortunately, until now, I still don't know the name of such a delicious thing and its ingredients!) When the two of us finished eating the cooked cakes, Sally pointed to a dark alley, and I looked forward. The houses on both sides of that dark alley were tall and old, and the alley was extremely narrow, with a musty atmosphere. The smell came from the alley. I made a gesture to Sally, asking him if this is already the destination, and Sally answered me in simple English: Yes. I followed Sally and walked into that alley. I am sure that if a foreigner has walked into this alley, then I must be the sixth. The previous five people had all disappeared in the desert, and the beginning of their disappearance was passing through this dark alley. This dark alley seemed to be the throat of a gigantic monster that could kill people. It has been sent to the stomach and digested without leaving any traces! I counted step by step, and when I counted forty-two steps, I reached the end of the dark alley. Sally turned right and I followed. As soon as you turn around, you can see a faint light.I saw in the front, there was a small house that was so simple that it was indescribable. The small house has no windows or doors at all, but a door-shaped hole for people to come in and out. Looking through the hole that is the door, I can see an old man, lying on a table, counting some glass bottles and tin cans. The source of these things is naturally the trash can.I couldn't help shaking my head, but Sally had already moved forward, and I had no choice but to follow behind him. The two of us entered the door-shaped hole one after another, and the old man was still looking at a glass bottle facing the oil lamp, as if the bottle contained a demon from the Arabian Nights. Sally stepped forward and called the old man, and the old man looked up at me. Unexpectedly, he could speak English and said: Sir, what do you want?I took a step forward and stood, but I couldn't sit because there was only one stool with a broken leg in the room, and the old man sat by himself. I said: I heard that you know a story about a mysterious disappearance of a pyramid in the desert? The old man sat up straight, the chair with the broken leg he was sitting on was shaken because of it, he said: Do you want to know?I nodded and said: I came to you for this matter. A very annoying smile appeared on the old man's wrinkled face: Can I ask you for some reward, sir?I said: Yes, how much do you want? The old man leaned over his head and said, "How about a pound, sir?"I could almost hear the beating of the poor old man's heart, for a pound was indeed a very large sum for a man of his life.I don't want to show too much pleasure, I paced back and forth a few steps: How can I know your story to satisfy me? The old man rubbed his hands: Sir, you will be satisfied, because everyone is satisfied, although I don't know English, and I don't know that kind of weird characters, but I know, sir, since you are here to explore the secret, You will be satisfied. I thought about it for a while, and said: You mean, the stories you know are not told by you, but you show me a record to win my trust, don't you? The old man nodded again and again: Yes, that's right. I took out one Egyptian pound and handed it to the old man, and took a few coins and gave them to Sally.Sally bowed to me and backed away.The old man put the one pound note on the lamp, looked at it over and over for a long time, and then folded it into a small piece and put it away. He took a step back: Sir, you can read it for yourself, as long as you like! He was asking me to see it, but he didn't show anything.For a split second, I thought it was a hoax of such incompetence!But immediately I saw the old man pointing at the big stone which he used as a table, and I saw it too.The side he was pointing at was engraved with words! With a sudden movement in my heart, I picked up the oil lamp and moved closer, only to see that the characters engraved on it were all ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs that I couldn't understand.That big rock had a corner missing, and I could tell right away that the missing corner was the one I had seen in the picture in the three thick volumes, and it was engraved with the invisible ten characters brought by the Sopa tribe. My heart was beating violently, and now I knew at least further facts.Back then, the British who discovered the pyramid in the desert must have moved a large stone instead of just knocking off a corner of the pyramid. That big rock is the one in front of me.I don't know why, but this big rock was buried in such a dirty place!But the broken corner of that boulder was regarded as a treasure and placed in the museum! I was going to copy down those hieroglyphs and hand them over to Professor Gurdina for translation, but I soon discovered that it was superfluous, because under those hieroglyphs, there were still English words engraved.The engraving of the English characters is very shallow, it can be seen that the engraving was done in a hurry, probably due to the age, some characters have been eroded, and one has to rely on guesswork to know what they are. I finished reading the English engraved on the stone in one breath, and couldn't help but took a deep breath, and stopped silently. Now I know why the previous five foreign tourists went straight to the desert after arriving here.Indeed, as Schett said, this matter itself has a mysterious power that makes anyone who knows about it want to explore it further, even if they know that the Great Desert is a vicious monster that eats people and does not spit out bones. also want to go. I translated the English on that big rock into Chinese, and those English, of course, translated the ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs on the stone. The Sopas shocked the court by bringing unseen gods. There were other gods besides the true God, and the Pharaoh ordered the matter to be kept an extreme secrecy.The Sopa tribe claimed to come from a very distant place. One day, an infinite amount of light shot out from the ground, turning their whole tribe into invisible gods.The gods themselves are not happy, they want to find a way for all eyes to see them, they can't find it in the whole world, but in the great Egypt, they found it.They happily settled down in Egypt. God and man are one, which proves that Pharaoh is also the incarnation of God.The Sopa tribe will be able to hide and accompany their leader to the burial. They don't want their descendants to become invisible gods. My translation may not be very expressive, but I have tried my best. The original English text is even more cumbersome. I believe this is the result of the lack of ancient characters. The method of invisibility, in that pyramid, hides the method of invisibility!The Sopa tribe, who came from the plains of South America and were exposed to transparent light and became transparent people, found a way to restore them in Egypt.They did not go back to South America, but settled down in Egypt and passed on the family line until today's Yige. It is no wonder that the pyramid has not been noticed by archaeologists, and it is not recorded in history at all.Because what was buried in it was not the king of Egypt at all, but the leader of the Sopa tribe, the monarch of the ancient Inca Empire in South America, hundreds of thousands of miles away. I can't imagine what happened thousands of years ago, but I think the Egyptian Pharaoh at that time must have used the transparency of the Sopa people to prove the theory of the unity of God and consolidate his ruling throne .I even believe that the Egyptian Pharaoh at that time must have benefited a lot from it, so he built the great temple for the Sopa tribe, and built the pyramid for the dead leader of the Sopa tribe. Because this incident was strictly kept a secret at that time, so today, in history, there is no trace at all! However, the big rock remained.It tells people that invisibility is not fantasy, not impossible. As early as thousands of years ago, there were already invisible people, and there was also a way to restore invisible people to be seen by ordinary eyes.That is to say: a person can hide from the heart and become a person who has the magic of invisibility, as long as he can find that pyramid and enter that pyramid. This is really a huge temptation. Just imagine, if a person has mastered the invisibility method, how many things he can do that he can't do normally!Even if it wasn't for Wang Yan and Yan Fen, after I saw the writing on this big rock, I would go to the desert without hesitation to find the missing pyramid! I can even imagine that the British man back then, after translating the ancient Egyptian hieroglyphs on the stones, must have planned to visit the pyramid again, but unfortunately he got a fever and died. If the Englishman hadn't unfortunately died of a fever, he would have been able to enter the pyramid easily before the pyramid was buried in the yellow sand at that time, and humans knew that there was an invisibility method two hundred years ago. This thing, don't have to wait until today. I suddenly wondered in my heart: If the invisibility method has long been a common thing, then, will the history of the past two hundred years be completely different?Whether history will be different is hard to predict, but it is certain that there will be no more tyrants. Who dares to be a tyrant?Any one of millions of people can remove a tyrant with the help of the law of invisibility!When the people have the ability to remove the monarch at will, all the monarchs will definitely try their best to please the people, and will never become a tyrant again! I stood in front of the boulder for a long time before the old man said to me: Are you satisfied?I nodded: I am satisfied.I looked up and saw a smile on his face as if he thought I was a fool. I immediately asked: You know the words and content carved on the big stone, don't you? The old man said: I have someone explain it to me. I said: Then do you believe it or not? The old man spread his hands: Sir, I would rather believe in a penny in my hand than tens of thousands in the bank.Sir, do you think it is possible? He shrugged, and I shrugged, and I was going to answer him: It's possible.In the world, there is a mysterious mineral that emits light that can make a person's body disappear from sight and become a transparent or invisible person.There is also an unknowable method that can make transparent people and invisible people return to normal. But I didn't speak.One, this is a matter that is too long to talk about, and two, even if I say it, will the old man believe it!As he said, the vast majority of people in the world would rather believe in a penny in their own hands than tens of thousands in the bank. I turned around, walked out of the hole like a door, lowered my head, and walked out of the dark alley. As soon as I got out of the dark alley, I found that Sally was still waiting for me at the entrance of the alley. When he saw me, he called me: Mr. I gestured to him to take me back to the hotel.Along the way, I was just meditating, and I didn't know I had returned to the hotel entrance until Sally yelled again. I looked at the electric clock in the hotel lobby. It took me two hours to come and go. Schett and his wife had probably finished their dinner.I went straight upstairs, opened the door and went in.Schett was wiping his mouth, and after seeing me, he said many words of gratitude. I pushed his fat body out of the door and closed the door again.Then I make a long distance call. I found Lao Cai first, and Lao Cai told me that he had been to that small island twice, and each time he put down his food and supplies and left without seeing anyone.I told him to leave a letter when he went again, saying that I had found a way and would return soon, and told them to wait patiently. Lao Cai obviously wanted to ask more questions, but I hung up the phone without waiting for him to ask. Then, I paced back and forth in the room, and I asked Lao Cai to leave a letter to Wang Yan and Yan Fen, saying that I had found a way to restore them. That was not to reassure them, but the fact. Because I was already very close to everything, after I saw the recorded text on that big stone, the strange text I copied in the secret sacrificial room in the temple took a backseat from the main position. I already know very clearly that the way to restore the transparent and invisible people is to hide in that pyramid. However, this is still very far from success! Because that pyramid was lost in the desert!Moreover, five people have disappeared because of searching for this pyramid! That night, I wandered around until midnight before barely falling asleep. Early the next morning, I went to the largest library in Cairo, borrowed the three volumes of materials on ancient Egypt’s foreign exchanges, and wrote down in detail the location of the pyramids recorded by the British in the appendix.Then, I purchased a lot of maps and books about the desert, and necessary tools for entering the desert, as well as a car with excellent performance, which can drive in the desert without adding water, and a trailer. Then, I published a newspaper asking for a guide for desert travel. I stated in the solicitation advertisement that the guide I wanted was top-notch, because I wanted to find a lost pyramid in the desert. Then, I waited for someone to apply.For three days in a row, no one came to the door.By evening on the fourth day, I was almost ready to set off alone.Schett pushed open the door and said someone was coming. I jumped up quickly: please ask him to come in. Shetter shook his head: sir For the past three days, he has been persuading me not to go to the desert, so as soon as he opened his mouth, I quickly waved my hand and said: "Stop talking nonsense, please come in quickly!"Shetter bowed and backed out. After a while, he brought a person and stood at my door. I looked at the person who had been recruited to be my guide, and couldn't help being stunned. In my imagination, a person who has the courage to be a desert travel guide must be as strong as a lion and as vigorous as a leopard, but now standing next to the big fat Shet is a thin man. Perhaps it was because he was standing next to Shetter, who was even more thin.His clothes were not very expensive either.I just noticed a very determined look on the man's face.It was the look on his face that made me decide to talk to him instead of waving him away right away. When I looked at him, the man looked at me in the same way. I stood up: Are you here to apply for a job as a guide?Your name? He stepped forward. Although the clothes on his body were not very expensive, I found that his walking posture was very educated, and I also found that he did not look like an Arab. He took a few steps and held out his chest: Aibo.Maybe you can call me Viscount Apple, but I don't care. He spoke English with a slightly French accent.I never thought that after three days in the newspaper asking for a guide in the desert, the person who came to apply for the job would be a Frenchman, and a French nobleman at that! The French and the desert seem to have nothing to do with each other.I forced a smile and said: Mr. Ai, I think you may have found the wrong one.Ai Bo didn't say much, it seems that he doesn't seem like a talkative person, he just took a piece of neatly folded paper from his pocket, it was already yellowed, he asked: Mr. , do you understand German? I was stunned: I understand some, but I don't think you need to know German to go to the desert.