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Chapter 55 The statue marking the altar

Although this statue was lying on the ground, it was still as tall as a person. When it was standing back then, it should have been about the same height as the lotus column in the oval square behind it, but I actually saw it when I got closer.

"Hey, there is a statue here?" Arno came over. He saw the face of the statue that was beyond recognition, and muttered: "What a hatred this is."

I don't know who has a grudge against this statue, but there must be something wrong with its location. This statue, which should be located at the front of the temple complex, actually appears at the end of the temple. And it stands to reason that this kind of statue should be

They were in pairs, but Arno and I walked around and didn't see another statue. However, we did see dense inscriptions on the base of this statue, which was now erected in front of us.

Arno asked me what it meant. I took a deep breath and told him that I didn't know. Because it wasn't the New Kingdom Egyptian that I knew a little bit about, nor was it the Middle Kingdom Egyptian that I could barely guess. What if?

I read it correctly, this should belong to the Ancient Kingdom of more than 4,000 years ago, or even the Archaic Egyptian of the Pre-Kingdom period.

The young archaeologist Patrick was working hard against the sun to read the inscriptions on the lotus pillars, and was exchanging views with Jacqueline in French. They heard my conversation with Arno and hurried over.

come over.

The two looked around the statue carefully, and then stopped in front of the base. Jacqueline waited eagerly for Patrick to translate the inscription carved on the base.

Patrick squatted on the sand and wrote down the corresponding characters one by one, and then erased the wrong parts. Buswell, a tattooed man from Mexico, also claimed to be an archaeologist and joined uninvited.

Go in.

It was already past noon, and the pillars of the temple could only provide some sparse shade. Patrick wiped the sweat from his face and jumped up, startling Arno who was leaning on the statue.

"This is not a statue, this is an altar!"

Altar? I couldn't help but look at the statue again. How could there be such an altar?

Jacqueline was standing on tiptoes, rereading the contents on the base against the characters on the sand. At this time, she also said excitedly: "Yes, this is an altar."

Arnold and I were puzzled, and Bouswell could offer no clue.

"This statue itself is not an altar, but it is equivalent to marking the location of the altar. If our interpretation is correct," Patrick said, looking at Jacqueline. Both of their eyes were shining. "

Then the Temple of Set should have some underground buildings. The idols are used to guide worshipers to perform sacrifices on the ground."

After a discussion in which Jacqueline and Patrick contributed the main ideas, they began to work out where the entrance to the underground building should be.

I didn't join in the fun and walked to a place near the mosque, overlooking the ruins of the Temple of Set in ecstasy.

"What are you thinking about?" Meng Weiqing stood next to me at some point.

"Teacher Meng." I greeted him.

Meng Weiqing nodded slightly towards me. "They have all gone over there to cool off. Why are you standing here basking in the sun?"

I looked back following his words and saw that indeed many people had spontaneously gone to the corners of the mosque to enjoy the cool air. Lou Shiqi was holding a health cup and drinking hot water, and Meng Weiqing showed approval when he saw this.

"I just feel that the Temple of Horus below our construction site is a bit similar to the Temple of Set, and I want to see it again." I told him truthfully. Meng Weiqing also knew the origin of the Temple of Horus, and went in to take a look.

Yes, maybe even secretly donated blood.

"Are you just thinking about this?" he asked flatly.

He is indeed an old monster, and he is trying to trick me.

"I did think of something else. Before we came here, we went to see Mustafa, Hassan's grandfather. He said that Seth wouldn't let them in when they came here sixty years ago. I didn't understand what it meant.

Seth didn't let them in, how did he express it? Especially now that I saw this temple belonging to the God of the Desert, I couldn't help but think about it." Meng Weiqing was thoughtful, and I continued: "Actually,

I can’t say for sure, it’s probably just some weird power and chaos.”

Unexpectedly, he smiled. I thought that this man could still laugh, and then I heard him say: "After all, gods have to adapt to people's thoughts."

I was a little surprised to hear what Meng Weiqing said. But I also agree with this.

"There are really many intelligent creatures in human history." I sighed.

"Including gods?"

I looked at Meng Weiqing in surprise.

"I just think the belief system is a bit opportunistic." I shrugged, "As a successor to socialism, of course I am an atheist. How can there be such a useful god and belief system to rule the people for those in power? God is nothing but

It came into being to solve social needs."

"Then do you think these are all created by humans?" Meng Weiqing then asked. "Not only in Egypt, in the process of searching for magnetic fields, many creations have been discovered that cannot be explained by modern technology."

This is the first time someone from 279 mentioned magnetic fields to me.

Although I didn’t know what Meng Weiqing meant by doing this, I continued: “If you ask me, then I think it should be yes. Human beings are very smart, so of course it is possible that it was created by humans.”

"You do have great confidence in human beings," Meng Weiqing said.

I gave him a strange look.

"Anyway, I don't think it was done with the help of aliens. Compared to extraterrestrial civilizations, I am more interested in the civilizations that this planet has produced, such as prehistoric civilizations."

Having said this, I glanced at Meng Weiqing again.

He also looked at me. "Do you believe in prehistoric civilization?"

"Yes, I have thought about the existence of prehistoric civilization. That is, before humans, there were intelligent life on the earth."

"What about now?" Meng Weiqing asked again.

"I think this possibility still exists. If you can't prove that it doesn't exist, just look for it first. But it's a bit too early to talk about prehistoric civilization now. We don't even understand what Egypt has."

Although Li Yuan and I had discussed the possibility that the magnetic field was created by prehistoric civilization, Meng Weiqing was different after all, so we should keep this absurd idea to ourselves.

"But I have to say that the creativity of the ancient Egyptians is still very powerful." I looked at the temple in the desert in admiration.

"So are you afraid of ancient Egyptian civilization?"

I shook my head.

"No. Because I'm looking at her ruins."

Meng Weiqing looked away from the ruins of the Temple of Set and continued to ask, "What about prehistoric civilization?"

I glanced at him in surprise. "No way. Because we are here, and prehistoric civilization may not have existed."

"What if evidence of prehistoric civilization is found later?"

"Whether prehistoric civilization existed or not, the earth is ours now. They will never come back." I said jokingly.

"A lot of history is like cultural relics that cannot be seen." Meng Weiqing turned back and stared at the ruins of the temple.

I didn't expect this, so I answered subconsciously: "But I can't stand someone who insists on digging."

We were silent for a while.

Meng Weiqing didn't say anything more and handed Old Black's notebook to me.

"The sun is poisonous at noon. If you feel tired, go and take a rest."

I was holding the notebook that recorded the process of sixty years ago. I didn't know what Meng Weiqing meant by giving it to me now. I was about to find a cool place to look through it when I heard Arno calling me.

When I walked to the base of the wall, I realized that this guy had long been tired of watching nerds looking for underground buildings. He was holding a GoPro to take a picture of a scorpion emerging from the soil. Seeing that Arnold looked like a travel blogger who had never seen the world,

Alex glanced at him with some disgust, and then continued to look at the murals on the stone pillars with Li Yuan.

Originally, I wanted to ask Li Yuan to look at the notes together, but I gave up and started looking at the pillars as well.

However, I didn't have the idea of ​​​​finding out the reason. I just glanced at the flowers and soon skipped the first two.

When I turned behind the third pillar on the south side, I happened to hear a young man named Jason from Carl's team talking to Buswell, a bearded and tattooed man, with a bad look on his face.

I had no interest in eavesdropping and didn't want to get into trouble, so I turned around and walked around to the north pillar, pretending to be looking at the mural.

As I watched it, I thought it was quite interesting.

The murals on these pillars are not only sacrificial scenes, but also game-like scenes in front of them.

In the first scene, Thoth and Thutmose III are sitting on opposite sides of the chessboard, and then Thutmose III is walking on the chessboard. The connection between each scene is not tight, and the specific movements are not included.

I drew it in a certain way. But I don’t know why, but I accidentally copied it.

"Is this where you're going?"

I came back to my senses when someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was Lou Shiqi holding a thick stack of paper with one hand, and his other hand had just left my shoulder.

Seeing me turning my head, he grinned.

He Rongchuan stood next to him and looked at me curiously. "What is Comrade Wang doing?"

When they asked me, I was a little confused. I took back my stupid actions and could only say that I was just entertaining myself.

"By the way, what are you doing, Comrade He?" I changed the subject.

He Rongchuan smiled and said: "Brother Lou just went to collect the coordinate points, and is going to go back and enter them, and then compare them with the map given by Sir Black."

When I heard that it was a big project, I was ready to go and have a look. But this turn made me see the details that I had not noticed just now.

At this time, we happened to be standing between the north wall and the pillar, not far from where the statue fell to the ground. However, from this angle, we could not see the statue, nor could we see Jacqueline and others who were using the sunlight as a clue to read the inscriptions.

people.

The wall directly behind this pillar with a game scene is painted with intaglio carvings of Thutmose III and the Sun God. The intaglios are also covered with traces of being dug out, which proves that people once came to worship here.

of.

The strange thing is that the marks dug out by people are very short, only reaching the calf of the Pharaoh on the mural. I can't help but wonder, did the people at that time lie on the ground and dig out.

Because I was a little curious, I walked over to take a closer look. There happened to be a pebble on the ground, and I kicked it away without thinking.

Suddenly there was nothing underfoot.

Before I could even scream, I fell down with the sand.

Only one thought flashed through my mind: No, here we go again

I said I would enter the Temple of Set today, wouldn’t I go in now?

(End of chapter)