Chapter 185: Door (modified)

The three continued to move forward, and Allen turned to the right all the way by the same method. In the authentic labyrinth, each time there will be two forks for them to choose, and every time Allen will choose the mural with the wizard on the right. Every time the mural of the fork is exactly the same as the mural of the fork in front. They don't know how many articles they have taken and how many times they have chosen!

Allen suddenly stopped again, is it a voice? The sound I just heard disappeared instantly, and now it is quiet again, so quiet that I can hear my heartbeat.

"Allen, I heard it!" Ron said in horror.

"Me too." Nancy tilted her head, as if to listen more clearly.

The sound rang again, and the three held their breath and listened carefully.

There was silence.

"Go!" Allen gritted his teeth. "No matter what it is, there will always be a time for a thorough understanding."

Ron and Nancy followed Alan silently, because the long walking time made them feel that things were not good, the narrow tunnel suddenly turned a sharp bend, the three went further, and the air became warmer stand up.

Allen suddenly hurried forward and ran to a wall, leaving Ron and Nancy behind him, they looked at each other, and quickly trot to keep up.

Ron was very convinced of Allen, and Nancy, by virtue of her intuition, felt that Allen was obviously more reliable.

As they approached, they realized that it was not a wall, but a door. "The cracks were cracked!" The mud sealed on the door cracked and scattered to the ground. "Cleaned up." In front of people.

"It looks so beautiful!" Nancy looked at the suddenly appearing gate fascinated.

Suddenly, she turned her head suddenly and looked at Allen. "What did you just do?" After a pause, she said in surprise: "You are really wizards?" She thought Allen was joking before.

"Of course we are wizards." Ron glanced at Nancy and continued to focus on this awesome gate.

That's right, this ancient door is awesome, it's not very high, but it looks very expensive.

The dark mahogany is now petrified. But what is certain is that it must come from a distant country. None of the trees grown in Egypt could grow like this. The whole door was carved with strange hieroglyphs from top to bottom.

Allen recognized the sun and the moon, as well as several animals such as scorpions, birds, and cats, which were deeply carved into the red wood.

The most shocking thing is the pattern in the middle of the door-a majestic male lion, carved with gold characters, and shining brightly like the sun under the light of the magic wand.

"Gold is soft." Ron touched the lion's head uncontrollably.

"Be careful!" Allen fell Ron down to the ground, avoiding the arrows shot from the roaring mouth of the lion.

Those arrows flashed a faint blue light, and at a glance they were made of toxic materials.

"They thought the lion could scare away those who invaded the tomb," Allen stared at the shiny lion. "This trick worked well in ancient times."

"If you can't scare away, use poison arrows to kill the invaders!" Ron was afraid.

"Not only that, but it was cursed!" Allen looked at the hieroglyphs on the door thoughtfully.

"Curse, do you understand?" Nancy asked with interest, making the two wizards feel that this woman's heart is really ...

It ’s just a door that ’s already luxurious. The burial chamber inside does n’t know how many treasures there are. “I can understand part of it.” Allen had no intention of explaining these ancient magical words to a Muggle. .

"Unless you walk in and read the resurrection spell, otherwise, if you enter this door, you will be cursed," Allen said.

"So what is the spell?" Nancy asked.

"Are you really missing the resurrection spell?" Allen was surprised!

"Otherwise, is it better than being cursed?" Nancy raised an eyebrow.

"You can actually choose not to enter," Ron retorted.

"Are we going to go back so far?" Nancy asked rhetorically.

Ron and Allen have nothing to say.

"How do you open the door?" Ron asked. "Araho hole is open?"

"You can try it." Allen held his wand to watch Ron all the time.

"Cough!" Ron stretched out his wand and aimed at the gate.

Nancy watched Ron's movement with interest, "Are you going to witchcraft?"

"Accurately, it's magic." Allen replied only to find that he was trying to correct a person who couldn't do magic, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Arahho caves open!" Ron waited expectantly for the door to open to them. However, the gate remained immobile.

"Haha, it's not easy! Your magic doesn't work." Nancy laughed.

Ron tried several times in exasperation, and the result was still that Nancy looked at him with a smile.

"Laughing, Muggle! Or, you come?" Ron said angrily.

"Give up, I'm coming!" Nancy was imposing.

Both Alan and Ron are puzzled by each other's so confident tone that even wizards can't open the door ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Will she have a way to open it?

I saw Nancy stepped back a few steps, "Ah ... hey!" She trot to help, flew a foot, kicked on the door. "Boom!" The door made a heavy noise, but it seemed to have been kicked a little ...

"His—it hurts!" Nancy hugged her legs, and the two little wizards looked at each other, so violent! It must have been painful ... Allen stepped forward, checked Nancy's legs, and cast a healing spell on her.

"It's magical!" Nancy turned her ankle, and couldn't feel any pain at all!

Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded, and the tone was the same as the sound they had heard in the tunnel before: "Excuse me-please let me rest in peace!"

Nancy gave a startled scream.

"Let me rest in peace!" Said the thunderous voice again.

Allen lifted his wand subconsciously and turned around, his eyes widened in surprise. Ron and Nancy realized that the sound came from behind them, and the sound of something cracking came, and the fear rose to their throats. mouth.

The cracking sound became louder and louder, and it sounded like someone was constantly breaking the crackers in half.

Louder, louder ...

The ground in front of them cracked open, something came out of the ground! Allen and Ron pointed the wand at it, watching it cautiously.

Is a person! First the head, then the crossed arms, the sturdy drained legs covered by robes!

"It's a stone statue!" Ron sighed softly and long, then took another breath.

Alan glanced at Nancy. She bit her lower lip nervously, her hands clenched into fists, and she was tightly guarding her chest.

"The stone statue moved!" Nancy screamed in horror.