Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

The groggy feeling in his head was as heavy as if it had been poured with lead water. When he opened his eyes, everything around him was spinning, and his stomach was overwhelmed, and he just wanted to vomit out bitter water.

Wen Ruo got up with all her strength and looked around. The weeds were barren and the feet were wet. It was a source of water.He is by the river.

A long river with no end in sight.

where is he?

Wen Ruo looked at the clear river water with confusion in his eyes.

Think about what happened before.

He was looking at the statue of Ramses at the temple of Abu Simbel, and he had a... ya, headache.

Thinking of this gave him an incomparable headache.

I vaguely remember that I fainted and then I couldn't think of what happened.

He seemed a little weak and took two steps back, thinking about what to do next.

At this time, a crisp voice came: "Look, Hubble, there is someone over there."

A voice full of wonder.

Wen Ruo looked at the source of the voice in shock.

A boy about fourteen or fifteen years old was wearing thick maroon linen clothes, tied around his waist with a dark belt, and a brown linen hat on his head. A pair of big deer-like eyes reflected the unique characteristics of children. Innocent and pure, the boy walked in and looked at Wen Ruo with surprise in his eyes: Hey!Why is he dressed so strangely, he doesn't feel Jewish at all.

Wen Ruocai discovered that the language used by this boy was neither Chinese nor English. It was an ancient and mysterious language that he had never heard before, but he surprisingly understood it, and he could accurately understand every word he uttered. Identify what the other person wants to express.

Wen Ruo said nothing, but his head was buzzing with thoughts, thinking about this strange mutation all the time.

"Are you a Chaldean or an Egyptian? Or are you a Palestine or a Phoenician?" The boy moved close to his eyes, gazing back and forth on him, muttering incessantly, and finally concluded: "It doesn't feel like you any of them."

"Joseph, what are you doing running so fast?" came a rough and steady voice.

Wen Ruo was shocked again, he almost forgot that there was another person not far behind, the boy should have been talking to him from the beginning.

The opponent is about 1.8 meters tall, with dark skin, deep-set eye sockets that make his eyes look extraordinarily deep, high nose bridge, thick lips, and wide face. He is not beautiful, but looks like a labor force he has seen in movies, but he is dressed plainly. Clean, with restrained temperament and not like a coolie.

Wen Ruo looked at them silently, but remained silent.

The adult man came over and took the boy named Joseph over, looking at Wen Ruo with vigilance and a hint of indifference in his eyes.

Joseph looked at him and said, "Haber, I'm fine." He probably saw the man's worry.

Joseph comforted.

Haber looked at him, put away the coldness in his eyes and changed to a gentle one, and his voice softened: "How did I teach you when you are away from home."

Joseph stuck out his tongue at him and rolled his eyes, obviously not afraid of him at all: "I know, you don't need to keep telling me."

"Look at this man, he seems to need our help." Joseph leaned over again and looked at Wen Ruo who seemed very interested in him.

Seeing this, Haber stepped forward and looked at Wen Ruo: "What's your name?" Wen Ruo said nothing.

An impatience flashed in the other party's eyes: "Where are you from?" He still didn't answer.

Haber made no secret of his dislike for him, and said in a calm voice, "We don't know him well. He looks like a foreigner in his clothes. We'd better keep our hands off our own business." After all, adults have the same concerns as children difference.

Apparently, Joseph disagreed with his proposal: "Look at him, he's drenched and languid. If we leave him here, there might be some danger. Besides, don't we believe in Jehovah?"

"The Lord would be disappointed to know that we do nothing to help those in need."

After some rhetoric, Haber couldn't squeeze him, and finally under Joseph's strong rhetoric, the adult man agreed to the child's request.

Wen Ruo was surprised by this after getting into the carriage.

An adult actually listened to a child. Is this child the young master of a rich family?

They don't dress like modern people at all, and the means of transportation they take are not modern tools such as cars. Every plant and tree here is so vicissitudes and simple, with a sense of age.

The carriage was made of wood, pulled by two horses in front, Huber was driving the cart, followed by seven or eight carts carrying goods.

In the car, Joseph looked closely at him: "Don't pay attention to Haber, he is just like that, in fact, he is not bad."

Wen Ruo heard a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, this kid is really a big kid, he must be talking about Haber's cold attitude towards him under the car just now.

In fact, he didn't care about this at all, it was normal to have such a reaction when facing strangers.

It's just that he still doesn't know where he is.

"Ha, you're smiling, you look so pretty when you smile." Joseph exclaimed, his eyes sparkling.

Immediately: "What's your name?"

Wen Ruo paused for two seconds, then said dryly, "Wen Ruo"

Joseph heard it and repeated it, and then said: "We are going into the city soon. After entering the city, you can find an inn where you can have a good rest." He said that he took a white package, which contained some dry food, including wheat bread and figs. , biscuits, small bottles of beer, etc., and a jug of water that was just filled by the river just now.

"Where is this...?" Wen Ruo asked tentatively.

Although he recognized the food he took out, the packaging was simple and it didn't look like modern snacks at all.

"We're going to Palestine, and we'll be fine when we get there."

Palestine?

An idea flashed in Wen Ruo's mind, he was too familiar with this word.

Was it the Palestine he had seen on the news?

But why are there no modern facilities around.

After hearing the young man's words, Wen Ruo had a bad premonition in his heart. He couldn't say anything specifically, and always felt that something was wrong with him.

"Why did it stop, Haber?" Joseph and Wen Ruo suddenly sensed that the carriage had stopped moving, and he asked in a crisp voice.

Haber’s muffled voice conveyed imperceptible displeasure: “A carriage rope has frayed, and I’m repairing it.” Really, there are too many things today, and it’s all due to the stranger in the carriage, if it wasn’t for him Get on the carriage, maybe the rope of the carriage will not be broken due to gravity.

In times of war, he didn't approve of taking in someone he didn't know or understand, but his little master didn't listen to him.

His gut told him the people in the car weren't doing them any favors.

Inside the car, Wen Ruo was thinking

First go to what they call Palestine to see if it is the one he knows.

If it is, it will be easy to handle. The Chinese consulate is there, and he can go to it and ask for help from international organizations.

Wen Ruo felt that maybe he was just thinking too much, this place was just too backward, and the conditions were too poor, which made it look so out of place.

After eating, I feel better, not as sluggish as before.

After a while, the carriage still didn't move, and there were a few vague scolding sounds, Wen Ruo looked at Joseph and said, "Let's go down and have a look." '

Or Harper needs help.

Joseph nodded.

out of the carriage.

Haber pulled one of the horses by himself and reprimanded him there. After the rope was untied, the horse wanted to gallop with such great force that he was now thinking that it would be difficult to pull the animal back and tie it to the cart again.

Haber frowned, feeling annoyed in his heart.

Seeing this, Wen Ruo said, "Let me help."

Haber flung the rope to him angrily. This horse is not easy to train, and it still won't listen to him for so long.

He wanted to see what the stranger could come up with.

Wen Ruo walked over, raised his hand and gently stroked the irritable horse. Wen Ruo had read in the book that when a horse gets angry, he should first calm down its emotions. may injure people.

He gently touched the horse's front head, felt the hairy touch, smiled gently and began to hum Schubert's lullaby, which was a quiet and calming tune. He always thought that people and animals were connected , Horses can also use music to soothe their minds when they are irritable.

really.

After a while, the big brown horse stopped and let Wen Ruo touch it docilely. At this moment, Wen Ruo took the rope and neatly coordinated him with the horse workshop.

Joseph applauded next to him, and said happily, "Wen Ruo is amazing, awesome!"

Crisp tone, full of admiration.

Haber looked at Wen Ruo, and snorted for a long while without speaking.

The group continued on their way.

In the car, Joseph pestered him to ask questions, but Wen Ruodu dealt with it with a smile.

Fortunately, they arrived at the Palestine that Joseph mentioned before dark.

Looking at the opened city gate, Wen Ruosheng's glimmer of hope fell down again.

This gate was built like a walled city in ancient China, with high walls piled up of gray stones on both sides, and a large arched gate in the middle, with special guards on both sides.

And the clothes these people wore were brick-red armor with knives around their waists.

After the carriage went through a routine inspection, they entered the city smoothly.

This, is it crossed?

Wen Ruo looked at the inspecting officers and soldiers, even if the city was lagging behind, it would not be so far behind, and modern people were wearing ancient clothes.

This is unique in the 21st century, and now he has to admit that he may really be out of his usual life trajectory.

In an ignorant environment.

After entering the city, a group of people seemed to be walking in it.

At this time, there was a commotion outside the car curtain: "Hurry up, hurry up, run quickly."

"The officers and soldiers are coming, the officers and soldiers are coming, everyone run away."

"The prince regent led troops to attack, everyone run away..."

There were bursts of screams one after another, and the originally quiet street suddenly rioted.

Wen Ruo lifted the curtains of the car and saw that the scene outside was chaotic. They couldn't see what was going on outside in the car. If it weren't for these loud shouts, they would not have realized that the danger was approaching them.

On the wide and narrow road, the flow of people was reversed, and the carriage was forced to be blocked by the side of the road. Due to the inertia, the people and objects in the carriage were stumbling around. Knowing that it was the sound of horses passing by, there must be a lot of horses coming from such waves.

At this time, the carriage was seized, and then the curtain was lifted. Wen Ruo was rudely grabbed before he could say a word. The well-trained officers and soldiers were ruthless when they attacked. Haber is not a person of the same level. After his feet touched the ground, Wen Ruo only felt a sharp pain in the place where he was pulling his wrist.

These strangers were also too aggressive, not at all the friendliness of Joseph.

Just now I heard someone shouting that the officers and soldiers thought it was the royal army. Now I took a closer look and saw that the person in front of me was wearing a cold-colored steel armor with a black crown on his head. His expression was indifferent and cold. Wearing heavy leather boots, the picture seems to have come out of an ancient European mural

Like a heroic warrior, there is more than one. As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of warriors and cavalry wearing ancient military uniforms surrounding them, including men and horses. Wen Ruo stared stiffly at the sudden huge The battle is even more shocking than watching a century-old military parade!