Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

For a while, the scene became chaotic.

After so many days of repression, his own country was broken and trampled by captives without any dignity, Haber felt powerless and angry in his heart, and he hadn't seen his little master for more than half a year, so he didn't know whether it was good or bad to be taken away.

Every day Haber watched the Egyptian soldiers on the construction site beat and bully his countrymen with any trumped-up charges, and the anger burning in his heart grew stronger, until today they teamed up to bully a seventy-year-old man. If it hadn’t been for the fall of Palestine, they would have Take care of your life.

How could he be tortured like this here?

The backlog of resentment that had been accumulated for many days finally broke out at this moment, like a torrent pouring into the sea.

The force in his hands became more and more ruthless, and the Egyptian officers and soldiers gradually lost the wind.

Mossack watched coldly, whipped the whip around his waist, and uttered all kinds of abuse: "A bunch of bastards." He strode forward.

If these Jews don't teach them a lesson, they really think they can turn the world upside down.

Palestine has long since perished, and now it is just a province of Egypt. A slave who doesn't even have a country dares to act recklessly in such a noble land as Egypt.

Seeing this, Wen Ruo breathed a sigh of relief for Haber, and he looked at Ramses: "Your Majesty, could you ask your general to be more lenient?"

Ramses raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Why?"

He also saw the middle-aged man in the front who was a Jew, from a distance, and his face was dark. How could Wen Ruo plead for such a person?

After thinking about it, he thought it was because he had stayed in Palestine before, and he had compassion for the people there.

He called Mo Puren to wink, Mo Puren nodded slightly at him, then glanced at Wen Ruo with a smile on the corner of his mouth, this foreign man was really kind-hearted, but the king was kind to him after listening to his words.

After Mo Puren left.Ramses said: "Let's go inside and have a look."

There is nothing to see outside the temple, and the main major projects are all inside.

Wen Ruoxiao: "Okay."

He looked up at the four Ramses colossi again. That was the place where he saw the dilapidated stone statues, and somehow touched something and was brought here thousands of years ago by a mysterious undercurrent.

There are four stone statues soaring into the sky, each with the face of Ramses, Wen Ruo felt something was wrong again, that day he clearly saw the third stone statue was a virtual face of himself.

Did you see it wrong?

But it was that glance that sent him here.

Ramses had already pulled him to go inside, Wen Ruo withdrew his gaze, put aside this strange idea for the time being, let's take a look inside.

Maybe there is something unexpected in it.

After walking a few steps, I have to say that the temple of Ramses is really majestic and noble.

The temple extends to a depth of 48 meters in the sandstone. Wen Ruo followed Ramses, and felt that it was not as good as the scene behind the gate. more real.

Across the gate, there is a large courtyard. There is a long corridor in the courtyard. There are huge stone statues lined up on both sides. The people on the stone statues stand with their hands crossed in front of their chests. Wen Ruo looked at each stone statue. There are different faces, some are Ramses and some are people with blunt faces.

"Who are these?" Wen Ruo couldn't help but make a sound.

Ramses took him by the hand and smiled lightly: "The first one in front is Horus, the god of war, the one opposite is Hathor, the moon god, and the other one is Anubis, the god of death...."

Ramses pointed and introduced him one by one.

Wen Ruo looked at it one by one, and it turned out that the jackal-headed person was Anubis, the guardian of death, and the aisle was shrouded in shadow after a long walk.

Wen Ruo looked at each statue carefully, they were as lifelike as real.

After leaving the aisle, there is a huge two-story temple inside. There are rows of vertical pillars on both sides of the temple. Each pillar has a diameter of one meter, which is amazing. Such a huge project, these Jews actually can be done in such a short amount of time.

Although Ramses took many Jewish captives for the construction of the temple, it would take a long time just to pull the boulder back and forth.

"They really are capable." Wen Ruo couldn't help admiring.

Ramses listened: "Oh?"

"Such a large project is about to be completed, and the speed is very fast." Thinking about it, Wen Ruo said in a different way, Ramses probably wouldn't hear the praise for the Jews.

"It looks complicated, but it's not that magical." Ramses glanced at him, and then explained to him

The transportation of these pillars is actually skillful at all. It seems tall and difficult to shake, but it is a layman who has not understood the way. With tools and manpower, plus certain methods, these pillars, marble, etc. can be transported no matter how big or heavy they are.

After Wen Ruo listened to the explanation, he realized that it was ridiculous that those experts could not answer after so many days of research.

Entering the second floor of the temple, it was gloomy inside.

Wen Ruo shivered, feeling cold inexplicably, and Ramses took off his clothes and put them on for him.

"The temple is no better than the outside, so wear more."

Wen Ruo was a little moved: "Your Majesty, what about you?"

Give it to him, isn't he cold?

"Ben Er is not cold, and I'm not a thin bone like you." After speaking, Wen Ruo pinched his waist, and Wen Ruo hurriedly hid back in fear of itching.

Ramses directly chased after him and hugged him to kiss him.

Wen Ruo stopped it immediately, this is a temple and there are construction workers not far from the door, he doesn't want people to watch.

Ramses let him go.

Wen Ruo looked up and found four large statues hanging not far in front of him, one was the face of Ramses and the other two, Wen Ruo looked at it and guessed which god it was.

"They are God Amon, God Abta, and God Atum." Ramses followed Wen Ruo's line of sight and explained to him as if he understood his thoughts.

Wen Ruo knew that Ramses did not believe in gods in history. He regarded himself as a half-god. When building temples, he put his own statue in a row with the statues of the gods to flaunt his great status.

Looking at it now, it really is true. His intention of ordering people to design the temple for himself is very obvious.

"When this place is fully built, the king will come to worship alone." Wen Ruo was shocked when he heard this, and he worshiped his tomb by himself?

Sure enough, he is an extraordinary king.

"The location of this statue is so special." Wen Ruo looked at it for a while. He had read these statues in the book. Their location is very good. Every year on February 21 and October 21, the sun's rays will shine in accurately The Temple of Darkness, three statues besides the god Abta

picture.It seems to be specially designed.

At that time, there was no explanation given in the book, and Wen Ruo only regarded it as a miracle.

Now suddenly remembered, he asked the man beside him.

Ramses looked ahead: "After calculations by the masters of astrology and construction in Egypt, divination has reached this magical latitude and longitude. This is the favor of the sun god."

These two days were the birthday of Ramses and the foundation stone of the temple. The sun passed through the corridor of tens of meters and filled the whole temple with brilliance.

Wen Ruo felt that it was really difficult to do artificially, but he did not expect that the Egyptians were so good thousands of years ago and could use mathematics, geography and astrology so wonderfully.

Wen Ruo walked in after thinking about it, and carefully looked at the four big statues above.

Made of sand, but nothing special, dark yellow synaesthesia.

Surrounded by colorful murals, Wen Ruocai discovered that the walls around the temple were painted in four colors of yellow, blue, red and green, and one of the walls was painted with a scene of a sword in a man's hand. , there was a crocodile in front, he looked at the crocodile with bare hands, the crocodile was injured and bleeding in the picture, it was painted with red paint, it really seemed to happen in front of his eyes, behind was a row of attendants, Wen Ruo looked at it and was dumbfounded.

God.

The young man standing behind, his face turned out to be,,,, himself?

Wen Ruo's brain roared,

Only then did I realize how familiar this picture was.

Could it be that the day Ramses took him to hunt not long ago, he killed the Nile crocodile by himself?

How long has it been?

This picture is printed on the wall?

Wen Ruo opened his eyes wide, isn't this too fast?

Then he looked back at Ramses.

He also happened to come over to join him, smiling brightly: "How about it, I ordered someone to record that hunt as an incident."

"These people have completed the task with quick hands and feet." Ramses looked at the picture.

Wen Ruo looked at a series of other pictures beside him.

One of them is standing side by side with Ramses and smiling at each other.

There is another side, the scene where Ramses himself stood by the tree when he hunted the gray wolf.

One by one, Wen Ruo's heart trembled uncontrollably, and Ramses was too capable.

They actually drew them all.

Simply.

"I have someone reserve a separate wall, and I will order someone to add it to it on any special day we have in the future." Ramses circled him from behind.

Wen Ruo's heart trembled, will they have a special day in the future?

Will they experience a lot together in the future?

Wen Ruo was hugged by him without moving, did Ramses really want to be with him for a long time?

Wen Ruo's heart suddenly wavered.

After a while, Ramses let go of him, and Wen Ruo walked along the mural.

There are scenes after Ramses' death.

There are many tribute shops around him, bread, beer, wheat pancakes, and countless gold and silver jewels...

Just after he passed away, Anubis, the god of the underworld, led him to the gate of death, step by step, and finally he reached Osiris, the king of the underworld. Giving it to him, Ramses holding the scepter seems to have been approved by God.

In another painting, Anubis led Ramses to the gate of the final judgment.

The pharaoh had to answer the questions raised by the judge of the underworld one by one according to the rules.

Finally, he will walk to the moon god Hathor, where there is a parallel weight. Ramesses takes out his heart and weighs it on the scale. On the other side of the scale is the moon god's feather, which has a magical effect.

If the dead man's mind is pure his heart is as light as a feather, but if his mind is cloudy the scales will tip.

In the end, he couldn't pass the gate of final judgment.

Obviously, in Ramses' picture, his heart weighs as much as the feathers.

Finally the moon god gave him a hug and Anubis led him through the gate of final judgment,

The last point of the picture is Pharaoh going out, the world full of light.

This set of paintings is over.

Wen Ruo let out a breath for a while, Ramses lived a long life, never thought that he would paint the process of death for himself at such a young age.

Perhaps the culture of Egypt is roughly like this.

At this moment, he turned his head and saw a ray of light suddenly flashing in the dark hall.

Wen Ruo was shocked, today is not a special day.

Ramses' birthday has not yet come.

How come there is light shining in.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch the light.

I only heard the exclamation of Ramses passing by.

Without even a complete sentence, Wen Ruo lost consciousness.

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It was as if someone was talking to him in the chaos.

Wake him up.

But his head was very dizzy and he wanted to fall asleep like this.

In a blur of consciousness, the body seemed to be turned over by someone.

Finally, with perseverance, Wen Ruo opened his eyes.

White walls.

A pungent potion smell.

There is a white hanging bottle on his head.

He came back immediately.

Look around.

He is back

He actually came back?

What about Ramses?

Where is the temple?

Wen Ruo's eyes were full of puzzlement and astonishment.

At this moment, a surprised voice said: "You finally woke up."

Wen Ruo looked up at a young man in a white coat with a pair of glasses on the bridge of his nose.

Wen Ruo was a little dazed: "You—"

"I heard that you fainted in a tourist attraction, and a kind person helped to bring you here." The doctor in a white coat explained.

He held a thermometer in his hand: "Wake up, just take the temperature."

"How long have I been fainted?" Wen Ruo asked.

"Even today is the third day." The doctor said while shaking the thermometer and handing it to him.

"Three days" Wen Ruo is a little inconceivable, why only three days

impossible?

He has been with Ramses for so long, why is it only three days?

And he looked at himself in a hospital gown, without any ancient Egyptian attire.

His past...was it real or a dream?

He put his hand on his heart.

Suddenly something hard arrived there.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and the blood flowed back from his whole body, it was a bracelet.

It was a gold bracelet given to him by Ramses.

It's not fake. The things he encountered before are not fake. The relationship between him and Ramses is real.

But why did I come back all of a sudden?

What about Ramses?

Is he still there?

Is he still alone?

Wen Ruo looked at the bracelet and fell into deep thought.

He didn't hear what the doctor next to him said to him.

Somewhere inside I feel empty.

Originally, he and Ramses went to the temple just to see if there was any mystery to come back.

He didn't know that his wish came true, but he couldn't be happy.

He just came back in such a daze.

Finally, he heard Ramses calling his name anxiously.

He wanted to hold himself back.

And then... he was thinking about it and couldn't remember

.

How to do?

Wen Ruo was a little weak.

The bottle in his hand is still open.

"How far is it from here to the Abu Simbel Temple?" Wen Ruo asked again.

"Take a taxi for about 10 minutes." In fact, it's not too far away. This hospital was originally set up for scenic spots.

A caring hospital was established near the temple of Ramses for those who are worried about the sudden situation of tourists.

Wen Ruo nodded, not talking.

He looked at the sky and seemed to be thinking about something.