Pet King

It turned out that the good way Fina came up with was to let Zhang Zi'an carry a few bottles of honey with him. Once he encountered the mosquito army again, he decisively smashed the bottle and poured honey on himself, sacrificing himself to protect Fina ...

It sounds like a silly fork to protect the Lord faithfully.

The so-called ancient mosquito repellent is nothing more than driving mosquitoes from one's side to others and letting others bite on their own behalf.

Zhang Zi'an feels that this method is really a daddy, which is completely self-serving. He was still pitiful to the ancient Egyptian slaves, and in a blink of an eye he became a modern slave who gave himself up to feed mosquitoes.

But with Fina pointing with his claws, he didn't dare to resist on the bright side, wondering secretly how to confuse the matter, or hope it will forget it later.

Unexpectedly, Richard rolled over and shouted, "Quack! This uncle thinks this method is very good! Anyway, you can apply some more cooling oil. At the same time, you smell honey and cooling oil at the same time, let the mosquitoes fly around and feel at a loss. , Think sour! "

"You can say it lightly, what if the temptation of honey to mosquitoes exceeds the lethality of cool oil to mosquitoes?" Zhang Zi'an retorted. "Otherwise, if I pour honey on you, you will lead the mosquito army away. In the future, I will make some nut barbecues to worship you every New Year ... "

The two of you said nothing to me and recommended each other to be cannon fodder. The advantage is that the long journey is not boring.

After driving westward for a long time, I finally reached the Siwa Oasis again in the afternoon.

Yesterday when I came to Siwa Oasis, I just passed by in a hurry, but I did n’t have time to stop for sightseeing, but today they have time, and if nothing unexpected happens, they will find a hotel here tonight, wait to meet with Professor Wei Kang tomorrow, and then set off together Go to the Bedouin tribe, meet with the sticks of Salem, Nabari, Lippit, and the Cosmic Information Society to form a team into the desert.

They are left with little opportunity to enjoy the convenience of a civilized world.

The sun was gradually setting in, and Zhang Zi'an decided to find a hotel to settle down before considering eating, drinking, and having fun.

The hotel grades here definitely can't satisfy Fina, but there is no other way, anyway, just make up for one night, and after entering the desert, you can't live in a hotel of this grade.

"I have a little donkey and never ride it! One day I whim and ride it to catch up! With a small whip in my hand, I'll drink it ~"

There are many donkey carts coming and going in the town. The center of the town is a bazaar with people coming and going. There are a lot of street vendors selling various small commodities under the simple canvas awning. Richard fell on Zhang Zi'an's shoulder. The nursery rhyme was hummed as expected, but it was awkward to hear in Zhang Zi'an's ear ...

The swollen and antipruritic effect of berberine oil is still very obvious. Richard has changed from a blue-eyed cockatoo to an African grey parrot. In fact, the Antarctic fairy-like look is quite shabby.

Zhang Zi'an chose a hotel located in the bazaar. It has three floors and doesn't look too old.

Before entering the town, in order to avoid the trouble of staying at the hotel, he had hidden all the elves.

He stopped the car and asked the receptionist for the most spacious room on the third floor. Anyway, it's the off-season, and most of the rooms are empty and unoccupied.

After checking in, he moved his luggage into the third-floor guest room. The elves had already come up first, and opened the windows to look at a strange group of mud-brick buildings-to be precise, it should be a pile of ruins, like The deserted wind-eroded ancient cities in Northwest China's Gobi, but this building is not like wind erosion, because wind erosion has more distinctive features, the wind blows in the horizontal direction, and will etch a horizontal erosion mark on the building surface.

"Weird, how did these houses run down like this?" Lao Cha asked in wonder.

Zhang Zi'an had already done his homework before putting down his luggage and explained: "That area is called Shali, which was left over from the 13th century and was the original residential area here. Because the average annual rainfall in Egypt is zero, build these mud bricks. It did not consider the rain when the house was built. As a result, there was a heavy rain for three days in 1926 ... Later, people did not level Sally, and retained this ruin as a historical witness, and began to build new ones on the periphery. houses."

"Oh."

Old tea understood that it turned out that the rain had destroyed these houses, and it is estimated that some people were still dead.

In places where it doesn't usually rain at all, is it necessary to consider the rain during construction in order to have a heavy rain for hundreds of years or even a thousand years?

It's really hard to say.

To this day, ordinary houses are still covered with mud bricks, just betting that the next heavy rain will not come too soon.

In the setting sun, the ancient city of Shali was built on the hill, which is the earliest place to meet the rising sun and see the sunset in the small town of Siwa.

The sun shrouded the ruins with a layer of mysterious orange-red, and the shadow formed by the broken walls seemed extremely dim, like a tombstone, for people to remember the old appearance.

Speaking of which, the purpose of the construction of the ancient city of Sali was to protect the Bedouins, a nomadic people in the desert. Perhaps the Bedouins of centuries ago were not as comfortable as they are now.

Zhang Zi'an first reported to Professor Wei Kang on his mobile phone that he had safely arrived in Siwa, and Wei Kang also said that their purchases were going smoothly and that they should be able to meet tomorrow as scheduled.

"While it's not completely dark, let's go out and fix dinner by the way."

The elves certainly had no opinion.

Siwa, a small town left on the edge of the border, is not famous for its food. It is nothing more than a variety of grilled meat, vegetables are monotonous, and you can fill your stomach randomly.

Although this is just a small town ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~, it is surprising that there are more than 2,000 spring eyes scattered in the sky, most of which have not been developed and are in a natural state.

In the morning, Zhang Zi'an advised Shihua to end the live broadcast as soon as possible, just to take her here, find an unattended fountain eye for her live broadcast.

There must be no suitable spring eye in the town. He drove south out of the town and passed through the dense date palm forest. A large circular pool made of brick and stone appeared in front of him.

A few local and half-old children laughed and took a dip in the big pond, and there were a few people who looked like tourists taking pictures.

He glanced at Fina and said, "Previously, the giant rock on the shores of Port Maheru was known as Cleopatra VII. This place is known as Cleopatra VII's bath and it is the most famous spring eye in Siwa.

Fina was indifferent. "She won't take a bath in such a place."

Zhang Zi'an shrugged. "I think so."

It's all about using allusions from historical celebrities as gimmicks to attract tourists.