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Chapter 45 The Curse of Ancient Egypt

The last Hellfire Mustafa is in French.

This is correct. Wasn't it the French who were excavating our construction site before? The French have occupied Egyptology for many years, just like the Germans occupied Greece. No wonder Mustafa's English is a bit strange, it sounds like French word order

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But Mustafa is really a language genius. He learned French and English on his own at the construction site. He is really not simple. Even if it is not for his 'ancient blood', such a person is still worth using.

Hassan was able to play Infernal Affairs at our construction site for so long, probably because of his grandfather's true legacy.

But that's wrong. If Mustafa didn't want people to go into the desert again, why did he tell us this? He could have just pretended to be stupid, or not let Hassan bring us here at all.

And about that ballad, I still have some questions: "Why do you know this? When did that ballad be handed down?"

In the third century BC, Alexander the Great conquered Egypt. In the following hundreds of years, Egypt was exploited in various ways as an administrative province of ancient Rome. After that, it was under the influence of Christianity and developed a unique Coptic culture.

Version. Since the sixth century AD, this place has been an Arab cultural circle, until now.

So as Arabs in the 20th century, why do Mustafa and others know about the curse of ancient Egypt more than 2,000 years ago?

Mustafa has his own explanation: "The old man also asked me what was sung in the ballad and where did I learn it from. In fact, I don't know the meaning of the ballad. I only know that it was sung by an old man in the family."

I was very upset that I couldn't answer the master's question, but he comforted me instead of delving into it. I wholeheartedly wanted to repay him for his kindness. So I asked my family deeply to find out what the song meant and where the desert was.

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When my family members heard me ask this, their expressions changed and they remained silent. They also warned me that I could not go to that desert under any circumstances because we are the descendants of the expelled priests."

Expelled priest?

I pondered this statement.

Thutmose III was a very special being in ancient Egypt. He was both a pharaoh and a priest. And after him, a religious revolution started in ancient Egypt. It was Akhenaten who was the master of consanguineous marriage. That political struggle

The two parties were the pharaoh, who had secular power, and the priests, who had the power to interpret oracles.

But which god's spokesperson was the "expelled priest" that Mustafa mentioned? Did they really hear the oracle, or did they just lie for selfish purposes?

"But later you also know that those French people still found their way to the desert." Mustafa continued, "The ballad is not a secret after all, I still found out something. So I told the master, although I don't

He knew what the song meant, but as long as he entered the desert, he would definitely find a place. The master was very happy and said that if I could take him to the desert in the song, he would thank me.

Anyway, I took them into the desert and found the temple of Thutmose III. I thought it was the future, but I put the future of my children in it."

After listening to Mustafa's words, why don't we understand that the British gentleman is Sir Black's uncle? It seems that he has been buried in the sea of ​​​​sand.

But has Sir Black never looked for Mustafa again after all these years? Looking at his persistence sixty years ago, there is no way he would let go of Mustafa who followed his uncle into the desert.

"I thought I was dead a long time ago. Who can find a dead man?" Mustafa's old face showed a mocking smile, "I just didn't expect that they would find my son."

"When did that happen?" Li Yuan asked.

"Twelve years ago."

We both looked at each other.

Without waiting for us to ask, Mustafa told what happened twelve years ago. It was as if he had been waiting for someone to listen, or was no longer afraid that these things would be known to others.

"A young couple found me out of nowhere and said they wanted me to lead the way again to find the Bones of Seth. I had never seen the Bones of Seth. Everything was arranged by the master. I

He was only responsible for leading the way in the desert based on clues after they found the temple of Thutmose III.

The couple retreated and asked me to take them into the desert to find the temple of Thutmose III. They promised a very large sum of money. Of course I refused to go into the desert again. Last time I was just for money.

, something more important has been lost.

But I'm not afraid that they will go in by themselves, because I have destroyed the records of going there, and there will be a full moon only once every sixty years. If they go there now, they will only be buried in the wrath of Seth. But they didn't expect me

My son actually found the map left by the British master and took them to the desert without telling me.

In the end, they didn't come back. I don't know where they went, whether they found the end point, or were simply swallowed up by the desert.

The only thing I am sure of is that they must have angered the gods. It has always been my son who has suffered the pain of transformation, but he did not come back from the desert. This is why the curse was transferred to Laila twelve years ago."

It seems that the couple knows a lot about magnetic fields, at least they know that they need to take the "ancient bloodline" to the temple of Thutmose III. Moreover, they gave up Mustafa twelve years ago and turned to Hassan's uncle.

Is it because he knows that the bloodline has already reached him?

Li Yuan asked this question for me: "Sixty years ago, was your blood useful?"

Mustafa looked at him with his cloudy eyes. "Since you know, do you still want to look for them?"

This is admission.

I would say that this unfortunate tradition in Li Yuan's family must be up to no good.

Li Yuan smiled, not caring about the danger behind it. "Can I ask you where the final sacrifice was completed? What happened in the desert, why did they not come back, and how did you come back?"

Seeing that he had made it clear that he was going there, Mustafa chuckled: "We followed the moonlight and found a temple. It's the Temple of Set. Don't ask me where the Temple of Set is. If you insist on going, you will find it too.

There. If you can't even find the Temple of Set, you'll be safe.

I offered sacrifices there, but Seth wouldn’t let us go forward. Although I was not an ancient Egyptian, I was still a little scared because of the curse of this bloodline. But I was poor at the time and was unwilling to give in, so I continued to the desert.

Go inside.

It’s hard for white men to make money, and they shouldn’t make it.”

"You still went to the final temple, right?"

Mustafa nodded. "But I only offered sacrifices and didn't go in. I was still scared. If you get there, you will know what it feels like. The people who live in that temple are not gods." The old man calmed down. "Then.

The desert punished them and brought disaster to my children. My son died and another son stayed in the desert. Now my grandchildren are involved.

You are very similar to the role we play here. If they want your blood, don't give it."

They? Why did Mustafa use such a pronoun?

"But isn't the purpose of going into the desert to make a sacrifice? If you don't go, it will be a waste." I didn't understand.

"The 'people from afar' have arrived." Mustafa said in his old voice, "Since we can't stop the 'people from afar', we, as priests, must go together. Otherwise, something more terrible will happen."

"What's going on?" I couldn't help but ask.

"It's an unspeakable disaster. Seth knows the answer." Mustafa only said this. "Sometimes the key is also the lock."

This secret has been passed down for thousands of generations, and in the end no one knows why it was passed down. But they continue to pass it on, waiting for people who can understand.

Maybe this time, the wait is finally over.

We were speechless for a moment.

This Mustafa is really strange.

Is that temple in the desert taboo or not? Why do I fear it, hate it, and revere it at the same time? It gives me the same feeling as the Temple of Horus below our construction site. It is hidden at the same time, but cherished and valued at the same time.

The land was well protected and the Ma'at Temple was built on it, just to keep people coming to worship.

So it was Mustafa who destroyed the records about the Temple of Set in the Temple of Horus. He didn’t want anyone to go there anymore. Their mission was not to take people to the desert at all, but to prevent them from going. It’s a pity that sixty

He failed to do it years ago, his son failed to do it twelve years ago, and now, his grandson has to follow him. Mustafa obviously wanted to protect Hassan and the others, so he told us this.

But I think he is irresponsible. If Hassan had not been plotted by Dr. White and had to make the same mistake again, would Mustafa be prepared to keep silent about this secret that may change the fate of countless people?

Although I don't like his self-protective attitude, after all, he is just a poor person who wants to protect his family. It's hard to accuse him of being selfish.

There is someone here who is not selfish. I glanced at Li Yuan and eagerly delivered it to my door.

Mustafa definitely did not tell us this matter instead of Hassan to help us. Li Yuan naturally knows this. But looking at the current situation, in order to achieve his goal, he will consider every possibility.

"You two look young, don't you have children yet?" After a while, Mustafa said again. "If you have children, you have to think twice. The children of that couple twelve years ago must have been very poor. They even showed me photos,

She really looks like a doll."

I was stunned by his imagination: "No, no, we just came together, there is no such relationship."

Mustafa was noncommittal. Li Yuan was thoughtful after listening to his words.

Now I know a lot about what happened sixty years ago and twelve years ago, and I'm afraid I won't be able to find out more about it.

Mustafa handed over the blue scarab in silence.

I held it in my hand and took a closer look. It was indeed an amulet, with ancient Egyptian characters densely engraved on it to ward off evil spirits.

Hassan walked in silently at this moment. If he hadn't lifted the curtain and swayed the sunlight, I wouldn't have realized he was back.

"It's too far here and we're too old." Mustafa said to himself in Arabic. "It's time to pray."

His cloudy yet clear eyes were slightly lowered as he lit the incense in his hand, not looking at us.

After lighting the incense, Mustafa began to kowtow in the direction of the Holy City in the atmosphere of ancient Egypt and recite the Quran devoutly.

We didn't want to disturb him anymore, so we could only say goodbye in a low voice. Li Yuan bowed to Mustafa, and Hassan also walked out of the door.

The old man didn't look at us anymore and worshiped seriously.

What a strange person.

When Mustafa's humble house was no longer visible, I remembered something.

"Fuck," I said in frustration.

"What's wrong?" Li Yuan asked.

"I just forgot to ask Mustafa if he knew who Dr. White might be."

"Dr. White only appeared after those people entered the desert twelve years ago. If you ask him, he probably won't know." Li Yuan was relaxed. He changed the subject: "And I think he came here twelve years ago.

Those foreigners may be Alex’s parents.”

I opened my eyes wide.

No wonder Mustafa had such a strange reaction when he just heard him talking about the couple's children, but if that was really the case, it would be too fucked up.

In this way, we have to find out who Dr. White is. Otherwise, I always feel that there is a mastermind behind the scenes who knows too much, and I feel uneasy.

Seeing my sad face, Li Yuan couldn't help laughing: "I'm not so worried. Isn't there another person who might know?"

I stared at him.

Li Yuan stretched, and then said energetically: "Let's go and see the other side."

Hassan only took us outside the village, and found another young man to take us to the ferry.

Hassan stood beside this village that has existed since ancient Egypt, in this land that has experienced Greco-Roman invaders and Western invaders. Now the distant mission has dragged them back to responsibilities that no longer belong to them.

I saw a sense of confusion in Hassan. The entanglement between the Arab world where he grew up and ancient Egypt. Li Yuan also faced a trajectory that had nothing to do with him long ago.

Once again, I felt that I was too lucky to have to face this inevitable fate.

Now the whole family is unlucky and there are more unlucky ones.

(End of chapter)