Chapter 3626: Temptation

Earl of Oston listened to Moss-Ferla’s words, nodded and nodded, then shook his head again.
"What the do you mean." Moss-Ferra was a little impatient. "I tell you, Earl of Oston, I am helping you now, just because of kindness, being touched by the true feelings of your husband and wife, if you wait." I changed my mind a few days. Hey, when you take the pharaoh's cane and kneel on the ground to ask me, it is useless, and I will not promise you any more."
Earl of Oston quickly said: "No, no, Moss-Ferra elder, you understand wrong, I don't disagree, just, getting the pharaoh cane requires a lot of procedures, I can't take it out immediately. ""
"Fart, you are the curator of the British Museum." Moss-Ferra said loudly, "You want to show the pharaoh's cane out to the exhibition, it's not a word."
"No, Moss-Fela elder, I thought, taking the pharaoh's cane out of the exhibition outside, but, without approval, Moss-Ferra elders, I am A curator, but I don't have the right to open the museum directly to take out the staff." Auston sat down on the table.
"Auston." Moss-Ferra seemed to see that Auston really couldn't sneak out the staff. His tone was softer. He sighed and said, "Okay, Auston. Count, since you can't take the staff out, I can't do anything about it. Your wife is only completely dead."
"No," Earl Oston was a little scared. "I am thinking of a way."
"Actually, you only need to take it out for a day," Moss-Fela said. "I only need to use the power of the staff for a day to completely save your wife. One day, Can you get it?"
"A day's time, you promise not to take it." Earl of Earston shines and looks at Moss-Ferra. "If it's just one day, I can still do it. I only need to take care of the artifacts." Just take it out in the name of it."
"That's all right." Moss-Ferra laughed. "One day, you think, your wife will be resurrected. How good it is, I just want to do something with that stick." I certainly won't take it away."
Aston listened and immediately nodded and said: "Well, Moms-Ferra, you are waiting here, I will take it out tonight, one night, enough for you to do things, tomorrow morning, I have to get the stick back."
"Okay, one night's time is enough," Moss-Ferra said, laughing with a deep face.
Aston listened, tears fell, he nodded excitedly, then took a work card, quickly walked out of his room and went to the yard.
Outside the gate, Ye Haoran and Felice’s car have not yet left, still parked at the door.
Auston was a bit strange, but he didn't ask. He has more important things to do now. He can regain his wife if he finishes it.
At this time, on the roof, Ye Haoran’s hand was glaring at Feili’s mouth, and Felice’s eyes were scared and gasping.
Ye Haoran looked at it, then hugged Felice, jumped gently, jumped from the roof of Auston, and fell into the yard, then Ye Haoran and Felice got on the bus.
Felice still gasped in the big mouth. After a long while, she turned her head and looked at Ye Haoran. She said: "Ye Haoran, I was dreaming, right? I must be dreaming, Mrs. Easton is dead. It’s been a week of death, how she... she actually came alive again.

Ye Haoran shook his head and said: "Although I don't know why, but the problem must have appeared on the old Egyptian head, the Egyptian old man seems to want to seduce Auston, what pharaoh's cane, Pharaoh's cane, that is sure It is an ancient artifact of A and."
Felice still had some horror, saying: "This is definitely witchcraft, God, it’s terrible, Ye Haoran, let’s... let’s call the police.

"Don't call the police." Ye Haoran waved his hand. He thought about it and said, "This time involves the Earl of Oston. Now we have something to ask him. Well, help him quietly settle down. He will definitely agree with me later. Do that artifact maintenance staff."
"But, Ye Haoran, that person is a bit scary. We are now catching up and telling Earl of Oston that he was cheated." Felice said, she was going to start the car. She was really too confused, no more. Any chapters are gone.
Ye Haoran pulled the car key down and said: "You don't have to worry about it. Now we are rushing to stop Auston. It is completely convincing to this A and the old man. We want to talk about Auston. You must wait for the timing, go ahead, wait, don't be afraid, there are so many things in the world that are beyond your cognitive scope. For this little thing, you just have to wait and see what happens."
Felice had no choice but to nod.
Not long after, the car of Earl of Oston came back again.
At this time, Ye Haoran and Felice had already drove the car away, and the two of them went to the roof of Earl of Aston again.
Orston drove back and looked around. When he saw no one, he took a beautiful wooden box from the car. Auston carefully took the wooden box and walked toward his room. The room, Auston carefully placed the wooden box on the table.
"Is it got it?" Moss-Ferla came over. He had already taken the bag from his head and revealed a face full of beards.
"Moss-Ferra Elder, look at this one." Auston said, gently opening the wooden box, the wooden box opened, revealing a cane of about one meter, this cane The top is a shape similar to a human face. The whole wooden stick is made of a special agarwood. This wood is very strange, not only sinking, but also like gold and gold, wood and wood.
Seeing the palm of the box, Moss-Fela’s face showed a ecstatic expression, and then the ecstasy became greed. He went to the box and gently rubbed the staff, his face was delighted. Then, Moss-Ferra grabbed the staff.
"You are careful." After all, Auston is the curator of the British Museum. He loves his wife very much, but at the same time, he also cherishes the cultural relics, although these artifacts did not belong to the Y country.
Moss-Ferra did not care about Auston. He grabbed his cane, but slowly squatted, holding his staff in his hands, as if he were a devout believer.
Orston stood aside and saw Moss-Ferra's worship, and he couldn't say anything.
After a while, Auston saw Moss-Ferra just muttering his wand and couldn't help himself. He said, "Moss-Fela elder, can you... can you? Called back my wife’s soul."
Moss-Ferla heard the words of Auston, he opened his eyes, and then smiled awkwardly, laughing very insidious, "Count Earl of Oston, do you really think that death can be resurrected?"

"You... what do you mean." Auston looked at Moss-Ferra, whose attitude changed, and realized that it was not good.
Moss-Ferla smiled coldly. He held the pharaoh's cane in his hand and said, "Old things, do you know what this is? This is the national treasure of our A, the cane of our historical A and the high priest. Is our symbol of supremacy, the bridge of our communication with God, but you, your greedy ignorant and predator, have taken it away from us, you don’t understand its importance, hey, today It finally returned to the original owner."
Said, Moss-Fela had a pistol in his hand, and the pistol's muzzle was facing the Earl of Auston, "The curator of Auston, thank you for taking it out of the British Museum and returning it to it. I."
Auston stepped back two steps. His face was a little sallow. "You...it's you...you can't save my wife, you...you have been lying to me, you...you...

As a result, Auston burst into tears. At this time, he was not concerned with his own life, but his wife could not be resurrected.
Moss-Ferla smiled coldly and said: "The man who is infatuated is really stupid and poor. Anyway, I have taken this stick, thank you for your generosity."
Auston shook his head and said, "No, you can't run away, you can escape our country Y, but can you escape for a lifetime?"
"Escape for a lifetime, hahahaha, Mr. Auston curator, you are so ignorant, this staff is in our country, why should I escape for a lifetime, the purpose of my coming here is to bring it back to the original Lord, I just want to let our Pharaoh regiment regain its glory." Moss-Ferra said loudly, the more he said, the more angry he was, "You are the robbers, you are the British Museum, the things that hold our country. , but not returning, haha, still said so confident."
The director of Auston was a little disappointed. He looked at Moss-Ferla and was speechless.
Moss-Ferra re-raised the pistol and he said loudly: "Well, I will leave the poor curator." Moss-Ferra is about to shoot.
"Hey."
A steel nail "嗤" was inserted into the wrist of Moss-Ferra, and the pistol fell to the ground.
"Who." Moss-Ferla panicked his hind legs. He looked up at the roof, the window on the roof was opened, and then a Chinese man jumped out of the window, exactly Ye Haoran.
Ye Haoran grinned, and he clap his hands and said: "That, what elders, what you said, I feel quite right, but, sorry, you can't take this stick."
"Who are you." Moss-Ferla held the scepter with one hand and asked nervously.
"I am... the security and cultural relics of the museum..." Ye Haoran said with a smile.