my days in ancient egypt

11

Because of Mu Xiaomu's appearance, Fata's attitude towards the Mafeier family became less explosive.

It was getting late, and Ma Feier was determined to keep the gift before leaving, but Fata refused him, and really didn't want to see them again, so he had to accept the gift.

Feeney is still a little reluctant, because she is not sure whether Fata will go to the banquet, although she knows that Fata will probably not go, but...

Feeney looked at Mu Xiaomu, with tears in his eyes.

"Mu, my father and mother are going to hold a banquet, will you come?"

"Go, of course!" If he said no, Finny would have to cry.

Feeney glanced at the silent Fata, then blinked at Mu Xiaomu.

Mu Xiaomu pulled Fata decisively, "Fata will also go, he especially likes the wine at the banquet!"

Fata struggled to withdraw his hand, but Mu Xiaomu stabbed him from the back, Fata didn't move, and gave Fei Ni a displeased look.

Feeney got the answer he wanted, and was immediately overjoyed, but he was afraid that Fata would regret it in the next moment, so he hurriedly dragged Ma Feier and Du Lisha to the door. Before leaving, he turned his head to thank Mu Xiaomu smiled.

"Who likes that kind of thing!" After they left, Fata pulled his arm out of Mu Xiaomu's hand and said displeasedly, frowning.

"Fata, Finny is a good girl..."

When Fata heard this, he became a little anxious, and became angry with Mu Xiaomu for the first time.

"Whether she is good or not is none of your business, who is she to you, and who are you to me, what are you worrying about when you have nothing to do?!"

Mu Xiaomu paused when he heard this, and stared at the Fa Pagoda with his eyes wide open.

Fata knew that his tone was a bit harsh, but he didn't know where he was wrong, so he looked back not to be outdone, and after touching Mu Xiaomu's shiny black eyes, his tone became a little stiff: "I...you Know I don't like that family."

Mu Xiaomu lowered his eyes to cover the flash of disappointment in his eyes, "If you don't like to hear it, just pretend I didn't say it." After speaking, he turned and walked towards the corner silently.

The hand stretched out halfway, but it quietly fell back.Fata stood there stiffly, not knowing what to say.

After walking a few steps, Mu Xiaomu stopped at the door, turned his head slightly to Fata, and mist floated in his bright eyes, slowly forming into pieces.

"It's true that I was talking too much." After a pause, he said with some difficulty: "I always thought that Fata already regarded me as a relative."

It was a pair of green eyes like emeralds.

Stare at him closely.

The sound of the wind blowing and the grass rattling, there was no starlight in the dark night sky, only a big and terrifying moon, hanging high, bright and awe-inspiring.

The pitch-black body of the snake blended into the night, its blood-red eyes shone with bloodthirsty light, and its long body flew towards the opposite side quickly and precisely.

Aim at those Youbi eyes, open your bloody mouth, and bite down!

A scarlet light slowly appeared in the eyes as green as the Nile.

Gradually approaching, it was the hateful eyes of the cobra, red over the dark night sky.

"Sigh~"

"Meow~"

"bang bang"

He opened his eyes suddenly, the hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, inexplicable fear flashed in his pitch-black eyes, his heart was beating violently, and cold sweat kept coming out of every part of his body. After a while, Mu Xiaomu felt sticky all over his body, as if he had taken a bath.

Gradually calming down, Mu Xiaomu opened his eyes, and the moonlight came in through the window, leaving a light shadow on the ceiling.

What did he dream about just now? !

It was a cobra, and he turned into a cobra? !

And that black cat is obviously the black cat that accompanied him in the dark night before!

What's going on, why is he having such a dream? !

Is there any omen?

Mu Xiaomu's head was spinning rapidly, and he remembered the papyrus painting in the warehouse again. The black cat was the guardian of Ra, and it killed the poisonous snake made by Aceite.Is there any relationship among them? !

Mu Xiaomu couldn't sleep anymore, he was afraid that when he closed his eyes, he would see the bloodthirsty red light reflected from the black cat's eyes again,

The cruelty makes people shudder.

**

The dawn in the east, the sun has not yet risen, the light of Sirius covers all the stars, the bright light is like the skirt of the moon goddess, shining brightly.

In the north of the imperial city, in a temple with a height of three floors.

In the wide hall on the top floor, star maps are painted on the south, north, and west walls. The blue background is interspersed with white stars and light-colored and dense orbits.

There is a large window on the east side, with a white gauze curtain hanging on the window, which has been pulled to the two sides at this moment, and tied with a very thin linen rope.

The early morning wind blows, mixed with the faint smell of the Nile River in the distance, and the gauze curtain sways slightly.

"Sevis"

The voice was softer than the wind, and the man in the white cloak standing on one side nodded slightly, waiting respectfully for the order of the highest priest of ancient Egypt.

There is a soft couch in the middle of the hall. The couch woven by bamboo and rattan is covered with several layers of soft cotton silk. A few strands of soft and shiny black hair slipped from the couch and fell to the ground in strands.

The person on the couch was wrapped in a thick white cloak, and his face was so pale that he seemed to use all his strength to speak every word.

The delicate brows were slightly frowned, and after a while, Nai opened his eyes.

His blue pupils stared blankly into the distance, and his bloodless lips moved.

Sevis, who was standing on one side, immediately leaned over and tightened his cloak.

Nai shook his head, staring blankly at the white sky in the east with eyes that couldn't see any light, and there was a faint worry in his blue eyes.

The sun is about to rise, and the curved edge the size of a fingernail is already exposed.

With the help of Sevis, Ney sat up, leaning against the soft futon, and the hair hanging on the ground also slid onto the spotless cloak.

"Sevis, look over there."

The man with pale blue eyes followed Ney's vacant gaze to the east.

Sirius hangs in the sky, as bright as the moon surrounded by stars. Gradually, the man sees the true north of Sirius, and a small star that has never appeared before begins to give out a vague brilliance. At this moment when the sun is about to rise, it robs Sirius of its light.

Great omen.

With an indifferent expression on Ney's pale face, he stretched out his hand and touched it forward, as if looking for something.

Sevis handed over a scepter.

Nai, who got the scepter, stood up slowly supporting his sickly body, and the fluffy cloak inside fell to the ground. Nai walked to the window wearing only a thin white gown.

At this moment, his eyes seemed to be able to see, his face turned to the direction of Sirius, he slowly raised the scepter in his hand, his lips moved, and he muttered silently.

Seves squinted his eyes, staring at the looming star in the east and lost in thought.

"Sevis"

After Ney finished praying, he heard Seves beside him was silent, so he yelled softly.

Seves just fell into deep thought, and at this moment he was called back by Ney, with a weak voice: "Yes"

Ney smiled lightly, turned his head and looked out the window with empty eyes, and after a long time, he said slowly: "You have the same peculiar eyes as mine, Seves, what did you see, that thing is slowly disappearing, How to do it……"

In the end, the voice became softer and softer.

Sevis was silent.

"Go to the king."

Mu Xiaomu stayed with his eyes open all night, and just after dawn, he got up and ran to the backyard, even forgetting to wash his face.

The small temple built deep in the garden was still standing under the morning light, and the door was tightly closed. Mu Xiaomu tried to push, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open the door.

Was it locked from the inside?

Mu Xiaomu rubbed his eyes, then walked back dejectedly.

The blue-eyed priest must know something.But why is he not here anymore? I forgot to ask Fata last time, and the two of them froze like that again yesterday. Should I ask? !

Mu Xiaomu circled his head in confusion.

Fata went to the army early, and when Mu Xiaomu went to have breakfast, he had already left. There was breakfast on the table, as usual, meat mixed with vegetables.

Mu Xiaomu went to the warehouse after eating.

He looked through the papyrus paintings and slate paintings on the wooden shelf one by one, but unfortunately he didn't find anything that could answer his questions.

As a result, there were more and more problems in my head, and I was exhausted physically and mentally in the end, and there were two dark circles on my eyes.

It's really nothing to blame!

So, Mu Xiaomu threw the slate painting aside, cursed softly: "MD, don't worry about it, go to sleep!"

Lying on the table by the door, Mu Xiaomu buried his head in his arms, and finally closed his eyes tired after being open for most of the night.

When I woke up again, there was a cold meal next to me, and the sky in the west gradually produced red brocade, one by one.

Mu Xiaomu rubbed his eyes and stretched sleepily.

No, actually slept until the afternoon!

Mu Xiaomu woke up and was refreshed, so he picked up a few cold meals and left them there.

Pushing open the heavy door of the warehouse, after a stubborn sound, the setting sun spread across the ground like quicksand in an instant.

Cass was sitting in front of the door, seeming to be dozing off, his head being bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice.

Cass slept very lightly. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he stood up and looked at the person with a wrinkled face.

Cass jumped up very quickly, like a well-trained soldier. After seeing that it was Mu Xiaomu, Cass tensed up even more, for fear that Mu Xiaomu would sue him from above.

Cass thought too much, Mu Xiaomu was not in the mood to care whether he was doing his duty or not, and even if the higher-ups knew about it, they would definitely not care about him, because there was nothing to guard in this place where no bird shit.

But Cass doesn't think so. To some extent, Cass is a dedicated bodyguard, or he always thinks he is a dedicated bodyguard. Spirit!

Therefore, Mu Xiaomu respected him quite a bit, even though he probably made fun of him a little bit indecently.

As the sun went down, Mu Xiaomu's day's work came to an end.

On the way back, Mu Xiaomu began to think about a problem.

That is, his relationship with Fata.

There is no doubt that he regards Fata as a relative, but what does Fata think of him?

Is it an oriental man who needs to be taken care of, is he pitiful?

Or a friend, a younger brother who is slowly becoming a family?

Mu Xiaomu didn't know.

Walking back from the warehouse, he had to bypass a downtown street along the way. A few days ago Mu Xiaomu went back directly, but today he walked to the downtown.

There are people coming and going on the street, and it is as lively as daytime.

Bread shops, beer workshops, and some local snack bars were bustling with activity. Several local children were chasing after them, and one of them accidentally knocked over the pottery plate containing the bread cubes on the table, smashing it to pieces.

The woman held the mallet and yelled that she was about to hit the child on the buttocks. The children standing aside laughed coquettishly, and the child who was beaten had a black smiling face and also smiled silly.

Mu Xiaomu bypassed the noisy crowd and walked into an unremarkable shop.

Gradually night fell, and the window became dark.

There were two lamps burning in the room, and a topographic map of the north was spread on the table.

Fata looked at it seriously, pointing and pointing on the map with his fingers, circling and circling.

At this time, the door opened.

Fata looked up and saw Mu Xiaomu leaning against the door frame, shaking the two cans of beer in his hand.

"have a drink?"

"Fata, why did you pick me up?"

Under the moonlight, the two sat next to each other under the cypress tree in the yard. Mu Xiaomu asked after taking a sip of wine.

Fata also held a can of beer in his hand. Hearing this, he chuckled, "I think you are as helpless as I am, it's very pitiful."

Mu Xiaomu frowned and looked at him, "Is there no other reason?"

Fata wrinkled his nose and asked puzzledly, "Otherwise, what else?"

"You are so kind, just pick up someone on the side of the road and take them home?!"

Fata chuckled: "Actually, I was more curious about you at the beginning. How did an oriental come here? By the way, Mu, why did you come here?"

Mu Xiaomu snorted through his nose, and said in a very disdainful tone, "I want to know too!"

After a pause, Mu Xiaomu turned his head to look at Fata, his voice was not as loud as before, a little shivering, "Fata, yesterday I..."

Fata interrupted him, "Mu, do you think I'm petty and grudge-loving?"

Mu Xiaomu grinned and didn't speak. Fata thought he had acquiesced, so he turned his head to look at the pond with floating lotus leaves, and murmured for a while: "Mafeier and my father have known each other for a long time, I only remember that he went to the village when I was young Here, my parents were still alive at the time, and they were kind, but I just don’t understand how they became like this, is money and status so important?”

Mu Xiaomu tilted his head, he had drunk most of the wine in the pot, his face was flushed slightly, "Of course! Otherwise, why do so many people want it!"

"What about you? Do you want it too?"

Mu Xiaomu sneered, and stretched his bent feet forward, "Of course, I'm the most vulgar!"

The author has something to say: Is Mu Xiaomu really unpopular? 00. I want to do a survey.

Cover the pot and escape.