Fantasy World Transmigration

Cairo, one of the oldest cities in human history, a city with a history of five thousand years, which is longer than the civilization history of most races in the world. The regular flooding of the Nile created the ancient civilization of ancient Egypt and shaped the This ancient city on the banks of the Nile.

The unique dry climate has preserved the city's ancient ruins.

The chaotic roads and buildings in the city stand here together with the pyramids outside the city. The old Egyptians have extinct, and the new masters in this ancient land are the group holding the Koran The Arakan people worshiped in the ass, the gods of Egypt and the pyramids have become history.

The culture of this city is broken. This ancient civilization and history have nothing to do with its new owner. Not every civilization is like the Chinese civilization, prosperous and prosperous!

Although Egypt outside the pyramid area is full of noise, filth and backwardness, like a huge chaotic construction site, full of unfinished buildings with no ceiling, the people here believe that the continuous prosperity of the family will lead to New requirements are constantly being placed on the family's living space, and Egypt's unique laws prevent most Egyptians from capping their houses.

After the next generation of people is born, they will add one or more floors upstairs...In Egypt, building houses is always in the present tense.

But Cairo like this is a place where rich people in Africa want to settle down.

The rich live in Nars next to the airport, while the poor...

These dilapidated buildings with dubious architectural qualifications and not to mention unfinished buildings are not places where the poorest people in Egypt live.

The real poor can only live in the city of the dead—a place comparable to Brazil's slums and Mumbai's slums. This is the dirtiest and messiest area in Egypt. The epitome of the dark, chaotic side.

The city of the dead - not an exaggerated modification, but a real city belonging to the dead.

This is the cemetery of Cairo. Although the modern Egyptians are of Arab race, they are inevitably influenced by the ancient Egyptian religion here. They are the same as the ancient Egyptians and the Chinese in the Western Han Dynasty. According to the tradition, they believe that the dead are still living in the ground as before.

Therefore, the ancient Egyptians created the pyramids, and the Chinese in the Han Dynasty buried their daily necessities with them and built huge mausoleums.

Modern Egyptians bury the dead in underground tombs, but build magnificent buildings on top of the tombs, which look like living people's residences.

Wealthy families will hire gravekeepers to live in these buildings to keep vigil for the dead—another custom very similar to ancient China, but no family can last forever, so there are uninvited Tramps live in it, and they live together with the tomb guards. This is Carlo's - City of the Dead!

Strange stared at the mausoleum where the living and the dead lived together, and Chen Ang asked him beside him, "Have you never been here before?"

Strange shook his head and said, "I came to Cairo to attend an academic conference before..."

"But they all live in magnificent hotels?" Chen Ang asked: "In fact, even tourists don't come here. Although this is the real feature of Cairo, it is more culturally representative than the pyramids. Think about it, A modern pyramid where the living and the dead live together, mixed with religion, traditional culture, the ills of the modern city and the shadows of the country's light."

"But just like the slums are also a feature of Rio, tourists would rather dance samba than set foot in them. After all, the gangs are not particular. This is also the abandoned part of the city."

"The rulers of the slums are gangsters!" Strange said seriously, "Then who is the ruler here?"

"A more dangerous existence!" Chen Ang sighed.

"Even gangsters don't want to live in this kind of unlucky place, except for those who really have nothing, who would like to live with the dead, and Christianity even more so regards this place as filthy.

Only voodoo lunatics and shamans are happy to occupy this place. That group of voodoo wizards is very powerful in Africa, even if Egypt is an independent country, it has been infiltrated by voodoo. This is the paradise of voodoo wizards. They believe that living on the edge of life and death can communicate with the souls of the dead, making their magic power stronger. "

"And there are rich treasures buried underground here!"

"You mean...they still rob graves?" Strange asked in surprise.

"Otherwise? Why do those rich people hire grave guards?" Chen Ang introduced: "Kama Taj's knowledge is too old! Although there are very detailed spells and mystic knowledge recorded there, they will not tell you , In modern Egypt, a new capital of the dead that has developed so silently will not record the trend of Voodoo in the new century."

"These secret gossip, the existence engraved in the blood and shadow of the city's development, can only be understood if you get close to here."

"Those rich people hire cemetery guards. In addition to driving away the poor who have nothing, they are also responsible for guarding the remains of relatives and funerary objects in the catacombs. And those wizards just fancy the rich resources of bones here, as well as the ability to become spells. A rich burial of objects and spell-casting materials."

"Gold and silver utensils, buried gems, and antiques!"

Walking on the empty streets, there are stinking garbage on both sides. The streets here are the same as other poor areas, with garbage everywhere and cats and dogs wandering. But the streets and alleys here are narrower and more chaotic. There are no street name signs, traffic police and security police, and the maze-like streets and alleys are empty.

The tomb houses in the "City of the Dead" are built according to the style of folk houses, with courtyards, walls, gates, houses and tombs. Most of the houses have only one or two floors, which looks low. The name of the tomb owner and the row number of the tomb are engraved on the wall next to the gate. Under the burial chamber, the coffins and bones are buried.

The house number facing the street is not the name and house number of the house owner, but the name of the owner of the tomb and the row number of the tomb house.

There are about 1 million Egyptians living in the "City of the Dead".

Chen Ang stopped in front of a relatively magnificent tomb, and his gaze, which had been peeping at them from behind, disappeared without a trace—wizards are important people here, and anyone who finds them, regardless of whether they will be unlucky or not, will be It's not something these low-level gangsters in the city of the dead can bother.

Strange looked at the tomb with the owner's name written in front of him, hesitated for a moment and said, "I'd better wait for you outside!"

"So, you don't want to go in?" Chen Ang smiled, "Then guard the door and don't let him run away!"

Chen Ang knocked on the door, and a voice with a West African tribal accent asked vigilantly in English, "Who?"

"Master, someone introduced me to ask you to buy something!" Chen Ang lowered his voice.

The people inside were silent for a while, before they heard the sound of someone grinding away, the chair was dragged on the ground, making a loud noise, the person approached the door, and whispered: "Who introduced you!"

Chen Ang's hand passed through the middle of the wooden door. He pierced through the thick wooden door about three centimeters, grabbed the man's collar, pulled his head over, and stuck it heavily against the door. Chen Ang faced the door The man's ear, whispered: "Death introduced us... If you don't want to die, you'd better open the door obediently, my gun is attached to the door, where your head is. If you want the bullet to go through the wooden door then Through your head... ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"I'll go! I'll go!" The man panicked, "Don't shoot!"

Strange heard the door click open, he endured the discomfort and moved forward a little, and saw Chen Ang let go of the man's collar, and slammed the door open, a thin black man with all kinds of voodoo all over his body. The spell materials taught, various bones and magic tools taken from the corpse, fell down and sat on the ground, looking out the door in horror.

Chen Ang walked in with a cold face, and explained to Strange: "Come in and close the door!"

Strange had no choice but to obey the order. He reluctantly walked in, closed the door, and the tomb was under his feet. The inside of the house was very dark, and the only light source was the door hole that Chen Ang pierced. Chen Ang found a place and made it. , straight in the face of that voodoo wizard.

He asked, "Three months ago, did someone ask you for help?"

The wizard was very frightened, but his eyes still moved slightly, as if he was looking for his gun, and he prevaricated: "Sir, there are so many people who ask me for help every month, I don't know which one it is!"

"I will help you recall." Chen Ang said calmly.

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