Carol, your sister is here!

A bunch of questions: "Are you still running here to do the cloth business? Why don't you go to the islands around Minoa? I heard that there are celebrations at both ends of the three days. The Egyptian side has been too chaotic recently, with frequent wars. The market situation is not very good, and I have considered coming back for a while, and the sales of sesame oil have dropped significantly.”

Sabu was genuinely happy to meet an old acquaintance by chance.

Although his voice was too loud, the travelers who came and went didn't mean to blame them. Instead, they looked at them with eyes mixed with kindness and understanding: It's really pleasant to meet old acquaintances who haven't seen each other for a long time by chance. Disturb these two.

"My news is not as good as yours. If I had known earlier, I would not have come. But this time I have to go to the temple to ask for medicine. Do you know which temple nearby is more suitable..."

Kathy hid behind Izmi with great interest, grabbed his cloak hoop and eavesdropped on their greetings openly, but soon became bored——Izmi was too dishonest, talking without saying a word Really, authentic lies do not draft drafts, one by one is exaggerated, and he is the only one who is not well-informed?Are those pigeons used to cook mung bean soup?

Bored, she buried her head in the clothes on his back and used the barrier to cover up her movements. Her fingers were not idle, she raised her index finger and middle finger, and kept messing around—poking his sensitive waist to see how he reacts.

Izmi grabbed her paw the second time she poked it, and squeezed it a few times as a warning to keep her from messing around.

But Casey really didn't expect that Izmi had the talent to be an actor, no matter what kind of personality he showed, he was very popular.After only a few days of coming here, a large number of people from all walks of life easily recognized him and greeted him proactively.It's just that in their eyes, Izmi's identity is Yimir, a high-level cloth merchant who travels between the *qin sea area and Egypt, and is an ordinary broker who runs around for a living.

Everyone has their own secrets, especially for profit-seeking businessmen, unless there is a major conflict or a deadly friendship, they will never explore their real names and origins, and only talk about them in general.Except for the dancers and musicians who are regarded as goods, it is difficult to attract their attention no matter how beautiful their faces are.In their unique aesthetics, usually only gold and spices are worthy of being called the most beautiful, so even a handsome man like Izmi is no longer conspicuous after deliberately hiding his outstanding temperament and skills .

Not to mention that he also did some cross-dressing, even under the heavy dark Phoenician cloak, he did not forget to wear a short curly light brown wig, which can be seen everywhere. It is even more difficult to guess his real In fact, his status is that of a noble Bitai heir to many countries.

"Let's go." Sending away Sabu, who was full of chatter and still a little reluctant to leave, Izmi accurately took Kai Xi's arm and took the hand of his cloak trim without looking back, leading him to the west.

"Hey, where are you going? Don't you wait for General Naikon and the others?" Casey was staggered by his sudden movement, and was caught off guard and almost fell, but fortunately, he was caught by the other party in time.The well-known Bitaido General Naikon is also concentrating on his role as the cloth merchant's younger brother, fighting in the market, but it is Izmi who drags her out early in the morning to wander around.

"I have already greeted Naikon just now. Didn't you ask clearly before, the closest and most effective temple in this area is the Salt Sea Temple. I hope it will be helpful for you to find clues. Let's go and have a look now, You know the priest can’t see you anytime, so it’s better to ask about the situation first.” He frowned, pinched her face, and then said lightly before Casey’s hair exploded: “Eavesdrop on me too. .”

He has been doing this movement frequently in the past few days, and it has become more and more handy.

"..."

Forget it, who told the big boss not to forget to inquire about her all the time, whether as gratitude or repayment, she wouldn't bite back.

Thinking of this, Casey angrily stuffed his paw, which was trying to fight back, into his pocket, but his fingertips suddenly touched something.Rolling her eyes, she smirked and threw the missed wasabi pea into Izumi's high boots by surprise——

in the middle~

There is a saying that traveling thousands of miles is worse than sand in shoes, isn't it?

It's a pity that until the moment when he walked to the entrance of the Yanhai Temple and saw the tall stone pillars and magnificent statues, Kathy was also disappointed that he couldn't appreciate the scene of Izmi taking off his shoes and pouring sand out of shame.What's even more unfortunate is that the regret was discovered by the victim who happened to glance at her.How smart is Izmi?He had been skeptical at first, but now he was sure that the culprit was her.

So that delicate cheek was ravaged again, and her fair skin was as red as rouge. She struggled hard, but there was no room for resistance in the grip of the strong and powerful arms like iron tongs. In the end, only bitterness remained. I rubbed my face for myself.

The author has something to say: I am finally going to write about my favorite stalk~~

Happy Children's Day everyone

About Entry Permit

The first battle took place in the city of Salikaye between Egypt-Cyprus-Hatushas!The name of the place was finally found out.

The legend about Isis

Myth: The famous Egyptian goddess of magic, Isis (Isis), is also the goddess of mysticism with the mother of the earth. She worked hard to collect the body after death for the rebirth of her husband, endured humiliation and revenge with her son, and revived her husband. Therefore, Isis It has also become the spiritual symbol of many people who study mysticism or spirituality. The strong feminine personality of Isis is also the source of many guides who emphasize feminine intuitive energy.

64 Salt Sea One

She looked around quietly with a little restraint, and secretly sighed that this temple is indeed the most important sacred place that the ancient Egyptians valued and should exist forever. The temple built on the remote and barren land of the salt sea is not at all lacking in perfunctory repairs. It is obvious that the main body of the entire magnificent building is made of stones. Most of the palaces where the Pharaohs lived were built of mud bricks and wooden pillars!Of course, in addition to plastering with white lime, the walls of the royal palace also need to be decorated with various murals and decorations, and the baths that need to contact water are covered with a thin layer of stone flakes on the surface of mud bricks to prevent water.

It's just that they didn't expect to be stopped by the guards stationed in the temple before stepping into the hall.

"stop!"

Two Egyptian soldiers wearing battle armor and holding spears blocked their way with unkind faces, and pointed sharp metal-polished spearheads at them and scolded them in a bad tone: "You didn't hear that this place has been closed. Won't it be open to civilians? Go away now, or be treated as a spy!"

Kathy looked down at the floor calmly, allowing the hood to cover herself more tightly.She hid behind Izmi's broad shoulders with peace of mind, and the already petite figure suddenly lost her sense of existence in the confrontation between the four of them.Seeing that Izmi didn't retreat but naturally hooked her right arm back to protect her, she didn't retreat: even if something big happened, as long as he stood in front of her, she really wouldn't be afraid, just like The sense of security that brother Ryan brought her all the time made her feel at ease.

What's more, these two little soldiers can only deter some unarmed civilians when they flash their weapons at them. For them, who have seen all kinds of big scenes, it is useless both psychologically and physically. During this period of time, she has a vague idea of ​​how strong Izmi's martial arts are. Not to mention anything else, even if a fully armed rabbit is underestimated by the enemy, it is considered lucky enough to explode Character, the probability of being able to beat the treacherous politician standing in front of him pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is basically zero.She knew how strong the muscles on the forearm alone were. Izmi, who got up early every day to practice martial arts, did not just show off her posture, but competed with real swords and guns.

Naturally, Izmi would not be so stupid as to fight for the other party's rude attitude on other people's territory. Instead, he saluted the soldiers politely, took out a piece of cloth from his arms and handed it over skillfully, with a humble tone Said: "We are rude. We didn't hear about the temporary closure of the temple before, otherwise we would not come to disturb. It's just that we are believers who have gone through all kinds of hardships and crossed the desert to pay homage to the goddess of the Nile. On the part of the priest here, I don’t know if I can make it easier for me to accept this kindness?”

The corners of Kathy's mouth twitched when he heard that, but the villain in her heart was totally admiring him: this was the same as when she was fooling around before, her words were full of sincerity, and her expression was also sincere, but she could figure it out with her toes. The content of these words is not even a syllable.

She didn't know that Izmi had won the trust of her sister Kairoll by sending cloth back then.

At this time more than 3000 years ago, there was no fixed unified currency, and a small amount of gold and silver was limited to transactions between nobles and the country. The folks usually bartered, or exchanged for spices, cloth, grain and mint, etc. Tokens for trade.Izmi's false identity is a cloth merchant, and it is normal to bring a few pieces of more expensive fabrics with him.

Worshiping the statue of the Goddess of the Nile River was an excuse for him to talk nonsense, but he also knew very well the lofty status of the river god in the hearts of every Egyptian.Even if it is not as honorable and lofty as the supreme sun god who dominates all things, the status of Oman, but in the mythology of the Egyptians, every flood of the gentle Nile brings