He borrowed it

As soon as Judt said this, his mother shouted, "He borrowed it! Come and beat him." At the sound of the voice, all the people in the treasure house rushed to him, and their fists rained down on him. It was a beating he would never forget.

After he was beaten up, he was thrown out the door. The door of the Treasury closed again.

The second time into the treasure

Judt was thrown out of the door, and Matt helped him. Then the river flooded. It was only by repeated incantation that Matt woke Judt up. "Poor man, what have you done?" asked Matt.

"I broke through barriers to get to my mother. When I forced her to undress, we argued. When she stripped down to her last dress, she said to me, 'Don't insult me any more. 'I took pity on her, and stopped pressing her, but she cried out:

'He's wrong. Come and beat him up. 'All of a sudden, out of nowhere, a lot of people kicked and beat me to death. They threw me out of the door, and I was unconscious and knew nothing else."

"Have I not told you to do no wrong? That's good. You're not only hurting people, you're hurting yourself. If she takes her clothes off, then we've done it. And now you must stay with me until this day next year, when we can open the treasure again from the beginning." "He shouted, and two servants rushed in. They tore down the tent, brought two mules, one for each, and wistfully returned to Fez.

Judt still lived in the Meade house, eating and drinking, wearing a new suit every day, and living in comfort. A year passed before I knew it. "The day has come again," Mader said to Judt. "Let's go treasure hunting again."

'Yes! "Replied Judt, and they rode down to the river again on the mule the servant had prepared. The servant opened the tent, made up the bedding, and Matt took out the food. When they had had a good meal, Matt took out the bamboo, the glass, and the frankincense as he had done before, and said, "Judt, listen to me."

"No! I can't forget the beating, Mr. Mader, and certainly not your orders."

"So you'll remember my instructions?"

"Of course, I remember it perfectly."

"Take care of your life. In fact, that woman is not your real mother, she is your mother's image of a talisman. She's going to stop you from getting the treasure. You get away with it the first time. If you make a mistake, you'll be killed."

"If I make a mistake this time, let them burn me."

Maede scattered frankincense, uttered a spell, and the river dried up again.

Judt went to the door of the treasure-house, knocked, and it opened. He went on as before, breaking the amulet, opening the seven gates, and seeing his mother again. Then his mother's voice said, "Welcome, son!"

"Who is your son, damned monster? Take off my clothes."

She saw that the plot was not successful, had to take off the clothes one by one, to the last into the Jutt severely urged: "damn goblin, quick off!" As soon as she took off the last of her clothes, she turned into a mummified corpse and fell rigidly. Jutt rushed in and saw the treasure house full of gold and silver, but he did not care until he reached the secret room. Sure enough, he found the prophet Shemelda lying on the bed, with a sword on his side, a ring on his hand, a pillbox hanging from his chest, and an image monitor on his head. Judt took the sword, the pillbox, the ring, and the vision from him, and made his way out of the chamber. The servant hailed him and congratulated him:

"Congratulations, Judt! You did it!"

He came out of the treasure-house and returned to Mader with a great cheer.

Madder stopped saying the curse, extinguished the frankincense, jumped up to embrace him, greeted him, and put away the four treasures. Then the two servants collected the tent, brought two mules, mounted them, and together they rode at leisure back to Fez.

Judt returned home with treasure