The Black Sutra of the Undead records all witchcraft and curses in ancient Egypt, while another Sun Gold Sutra is said to be made of gold, which contains the secrets of God and the method of contacting the Black Sutra of the Undead.

Alan was not looking forward to the witchcraft recorded in the Black Sutra of the Undead. He already had a complete magic inheritance. These can only be regarded as icing on the cake, but those curses are different. There are very few books on the Curse and Magic School in the Five Ring Tower.

Only those dark wizards have many strange curses. The witchcraft and the voodoo school are the schools that Allen hates the most. Although by this period, most curses have been invalid for him, there are still some curses that die together, kill 800 enemies and hurt one thousand themselves, which can cause serious damage to him.

If you encounter these curses, you won’t be caught off guard.

The Sun Gold Sutra records the secrets of gods, and Alan is also very curious about the secrets of the gods. It is said that there are methods of enthroning gods, many ways to relieve curses, and even means to resurrect the dead. Even though these are not as magical as the legend, enriching Alan's database is good.

After leading Allen to make a profit, the manager sneaked in and entered a storage room with Allen. There were many ancient Egyptian utensils placed here, some of which were seriously damaged. As soon as he entered here, the manager spoke directly:

"Sir, do you want to take away some ancient Egyptian items when you come here?"

"Why, do you have something?" Allen said, looking at the white man with a smile.

"Of course, as long as it is available here, I can get it for you!" The man patted his chest and promised.

Allen never expected that as a museum manager, he would blatantly resell the cultural relics here, but this would be easier for Allen to do. Some things in this museum do look good. Since he dares to sell, Allen dares to buy them. As for the consequences, haha, there are a hundred ways for the wizard to prevent people from finding him.

"How much do you want?" Allen asked directly.

"It's better to be gold or silver, and the pound or US dollars are fine. The charge depends on what you want." The manager said directly.

"Do you have any books and texts from the ancient Egyptian period here? I will buy them at a high price." Alan thought for a while and said.

"Books? There are not many books. Each one needs a bag of gold in such a bag, but do you know those hieroglyphs?" the man took out the gold that Allen stuffed to him and said.

Alan nodded and agreed, "Do you know those hieroglyphs?" Alan didn't know the ancient Egyptian texts, and he was still wondering how to interpret the Black Sutra of the Undead and the Golden Sutra of the Sun.

"Hehe! I don't know either." The manager scratched his head and said, "But I know who knows these words."

"Do you know? Who knows these words?" Allen asked with his eyes lit up.

"My sister sorted out ancient Egyptian documents in the museum and was proficient in ancient Egypt's hieroglyphics. As long as you give me money, I will let my sister teach you this kind of words." The manager said proudly.

When he heard this man say that his sister was working in a museum, Allen also had a deeper understanding of his shamelessness. The brother and sister worked here and he actually did this kind of stealing museum items and selling them.

"Okay, as long as your sister does understand this hieroglyph, I will give you the gold that satisfies you." Allen said expressionlessly. Although he was not ashamed of his character, such a person could bring a lot of convenience to himself.

"That's good, come with me, by the way, my name is Jonathan, what do you call me sir?"

"My name is Allen!"

"Oh! It's Mr. Allen, please come with me, Mr. Allen." Jonathan took Allen toward the museum's archives.

"I'll tell you, Mr. Alan, my sister Evelyn is a great beauty..." Jonathan walked and promoted his sister to Alan. Alan followed him with some amusement.

Jonathan meant that he wanted to marry his sister himself... He expressed deep sympathy for his sister's unreliable brother, Alan.

Soon the two of them arrived at the door of the archives. After Jonathan opened the door, he looked at it for a while before he waved to Allen and walked in.

"My dear sister, it's so good to see you." Jonathan said exaggeratedly after finding his sister.

"Brother! Why did you bring people here? If the dean sees him, he will scold people, and I don't want to lose this job." The girl named Evelyn glanced at Allen, then frowned and said to Jonathan.

"Sister, we are going to get rich. As long as you promise me something, we will not worry about money in the future. As for the work here, let him go to hell!" Jonathan said without caring.

"Oh brother, tell me, have you secretly reselled things in the museum?" Evelyn was not happy when she heard Jonathan's words, but instead changed her face and pulled Jonathan and asked in a low voice.

"How is it possible? I never sell museum things. I don't, it's not me!" Jonathan said righteously.

"I am your biological brother? You should believe me!" Jonathan kept stressing, trying to make Evelyn believe him, but just looking at Evelyn's expression, she didn't believe it at all.

"What's wrong with you coming here to find me? If you have nothing to do, please return to your post as soon as possible. I don't want to be discovered by the dean and scold me." Evelyn said expressionlessly.

"Well, this gentleman came to me, he wanted to learn hieroglyphs!" Jonathan pointed at Allen and said, "This is Mr Allen."

"This is my sister Evelyn."

"Hey beautiful lady!" Allen greeted with a smile.

"Hello Mr. Allen."

"I heard you are proficient in the hieroglyphs of ancient Egypt?" Allen asked directly: "I want to learn this kind of text and I will also pay you a satisfactory reward!"

"Mr. Allen, I do understand Egyptian hieroglyphs, but this kind of text has no use except archaeology. It is completely different from the Latin language department. It is difficult to learn. Are you sure you want to learn?" Evelyn looked at Allen and said ignoring Jonathan's constant winks.

"I am very confident in my learning ability. You don't have to worry about this at all. Even if I can't learn it in the end, I will pay you the same money." Allen smiled slightly. He didn't care about the difficulty of learning hieroglyphs at all. As a top student, he has learned more than a dozen obscure wizard languages, let alone these hieroglyphs.
Chapter completed!