The black beauty just stood behind Muhammad without saying a word.
Not long after, Lin Xiaofeng, Zhui Feng, Wu Jiu and Luo Dachun arrived at the door of the office.
After the four people walked in from the house, Muhammad's face was full of smiles. He stood up and said with a very polite smile: "You guys finally came to see me."
Lin Xiaofeng's face didn't look good. He glanced at Muhammad and said, "Did you already know that we would come to you?"
Muhammad nodded: "Of course, I know the style of those people at the Death Shrine very well. These guys are by no means moral."
Muhammad pointed to the sofa in his office: "Please sit down, it looks like I will be lucky enough to cooperate with a few of you."
Lin Xiaofeng and the four of them sat on the sofa together.
Wu Jiu looked at Muhammad: "There is no difference between us cooperating with your Os Group or cooperating with the Death Shrine."
"But you have to promise to help us resurrect someone." Lin Xiaofeng said.
Muhammad replied: "I cannot guarantee that I will be able to resurrect the person you are talking about, but I will send a request to the god Osiris and ask him to help you resurrect the person you are talking about."
Lin Xiaofeng nodded and took a deep breath.
Damn it, I didn’t expect that guy Alimu to really betray them.
Fortunately, when we first stormed the Osman Building, we spared a hand and did not kill Muhammad.
Otherwise, they are just confused.
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Can you find the Palace of the Dead? I have the map I got from Alimu."
After saying that, Lin Xiaofeng handed over the map in his hand.
Muhammad took the map and looked at it. Then he shook his head and said, "It seems that Alimu never intended to take you in from the beginning. This map is fake."
Lin Xiaofeng was shocked.
Muhammad said: "Do you know why I can still sit here and chat with you? There are my people on Muhammad's side. After they found the Hall of the Dead, I already got the location of the Hall of the Dead."
Lin Xiaofeng and the others finally showed joy on their faces.
Muhammad said: "The reason why I cooperate with you is that you have also seen that the mercenaries I hired cannot defeat the people of the Death Shrine in combat effectiveness. The Death Shrine has a very strong armed force."
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Didn't your Os Group also call the garrison over at that time?"
"Of course, the fewer people who know about the House of the Dead, the better." Muhammad said: "If word spreads by then, who among the Egyptian dignitaries and senior officials would not want to live forever?"
Muhammad said: "If the god Osiris can grant immortality to so many people, I wouldn't mind doing this as a favor. However, what if the god Osiris can only grant immortality to a few people, or even one or two people?"
Muhammad coughed: "So, I want you to help."
"Give us the address and we will go to the Palace of the Dead." Lin Xiaofeng said.
"I know the address, I'll just take you there." Muhammad stood up, then glanced at the black beauty behind him: "My will is ready. If I go or die, how will it be distributed?
The properties of our Os Group are all written on it."
"yes."
The black beauty nodded.
"Let's go." After Muhammad said, he came downstairs with several people.
"Luo Dachun, please don't go. Just go back to the hotel and wait for news from us." Wu Jiu turned to Luo Dachun and said to him.
Luo Dachun nodded: "It's the director!"
Luo Dachun didn't insist either.
He knew how much he weighed, so if he ran with me, he would be a burden even if he couldn't help me.
Afterwards, Wu Jiu, Lin Xiaofeng, and Zhui Feng got into the car.
Unexpectedly, Muhammad got into the car alone.
Lin Xiaofeng and the three of them looked at each other with strange eyes.
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Don't you bring these mercenaries you hired?"
"These people may not be reliable." Muhammad said calmly: "Once they know about immortality, they might turn against me and kill me."
A smile appeared on Lin Xiaofeng's face: "Aren't you afraid that we will be jealous of immortality?"
"What we want is different." Muhammad said calmly: "My eyes are pretty good at seeing people."
"Let's go."
Muhammad pointed to the road and said.
Lin Xiaofeng drove in the direction pointed by Muhammad, and soon the car drove out of Cairo city.
"Mr. Muhammad, at your age, you must want to live forever." Wu Jiu sat behind and said with a smile.
Muhammad nodded and couldn't help but sigh: "Yes, I have inherited my father's wealth since I was a child, and I even used my wealth in exchange for certain rights in Egypt."
"I have been pursuing the Palace of the Dead for so many years. I want to always have these rights and wealth." Muhammad smiled: "Who has not wanted to live forever since ancient times?"
This is true, no one wants to live forever.
In ancient Egypt, those pharaohs built pyramids, used special methods to mummify themselves, and protected their corpses, wasn't it just so that one day they could be resurrected from the pyramids and continue to have the rights they had during their lifetime?
As Lin Xiaofeng drove the car, he couldn't help but think that the pharaohs of ancient Egypt, who were so powerful, couldn't find a way to live forever. Could Muhammad get it?
In this regard, Lin Xiaofeng did not believe that those gods of death could truly give them eternal life.
Then, Lin Xiaofeng shook his head, wondering what he wanted to do with so much.
The most important thing is to find the Hall of the Dead properly.
The car kept driving.
We have entered the vast desert.
"Could the Hall of the Dead be in a place like this?" Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel a little strange.
"Keep walking," Muhammad said.
Nearly an hour passed.
The car drove into the middle of three sand dunes.
"Stop right here," Muhammad said.
After the car stopped, several people got out of the car one after another.
Muhammad grabbed a handful of yellow sand from the ground with a look of complete respect on his face.
He knelt on the ground and whispered ancient Egyptian words in his mouth.
Lin Xiaofeng and the other three couldn't understand either.
After a while.
Suddenly, there was wind and sand all around.
Then, in the huge wind and sand, an oasis appeared faintly in front.
And in this oasis, there is actually a dark palace.
"We, our people, have been searching for the Hall of the Dead for thousands of years." Muhammad showed excitement on his face: "Finally found it, finally found it."