Chapter 1047

Cairo, one of the oldest cities in human history, is a city with a history of 5000 years, which is longer than the civilization history of most races in the world. The regular flooding of the Nile has created the ancient civilization of ancient Egypt and shaped the ancient city along the Nile.

The unique dry climate preserves the ancient ruins of the city.

The chaotic roads and buildings in the city stand here together with the pyramids outside the city. The Old Egyptians have destroyed their species. The new owners in this ancient land are the Arabs who hold the Koran and pout their hips. The Egyptian gods have become history together with the pyramids.

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

Although Egypt outside the pyramid area is full of noise, dirt and backwardness, just like a chaotic huge construction site, there are uncompleted residential buildings everywhere. People here believe that the prosperity of the family will constantly put forward new requirements for the family's living space, and Egypt's unique laws prevent most Egyptians from capping their houses.

They will build one or more floors upstairs after the next generation is born... In Egypt, building houses is always the present progressive tense.

But this is Cairo, where rich people all over Africa want to settle.

The rich settled in the naris city next to the airport, while the poor

These dilapidated, dubious architectural qualifications, not to mention the design of uncompleted residential buildings, are not the place where the poorest people in Egypt live.

The real poor can only live in the city of the dead - a place comparable to the slums of Brazil and Mumbai. It is the dirtiest and worst area in Egypt. It is a forbidden place. It is the shadow under the sunshine of Cairo, which condenses the darkest and chaotic side of the city.

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

This is the cemetery in Cairo. Although modern Egyptians are Arab, they are inevitably influenced by ancient Egyptian religion here. Like ancient Egyptians and Chinese people in the Western Han Dynasty, they have the tradition that death is like life. They believe that the dead people live underground as before.

Therefore, the ancient Egyptians created pyramids. In the Han Dynasty, the Chinese buried their daily necessities and built huge tombs.

Modern Egyptians bury the dead in underground tombs, but build magnificent buildings like living quarters on the tombs.

Wealthy families hire tomb keepers to live in these buildings and guard the souls of the dead - another custom very similar to that in ancient China, but no family president prospers. Therefore, uninvited tramps live inside and live together with tomb keepers. This is the city of the dead in Cairo!

Strange looked at the mausoleum where the living and the dead lived together. Chen ang asked him, "have you never been here before?"

Strange shook his head and said, "I have come to Cairo to attend academic conferences before..."

"But they all live in magnificent hotels?" Chen ang asked, "in fact, even tourists will not 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 persistent diseases of modern cities and the shadow of the light of the country."

"But just as slums are also Rio characteristics, tourists would rather dance Samba than set foot in it. After all, gangs are not particular about it. This is also the abandoned place of the city."

"The rulers of the slums are gangs!" strange said seriously. "Who is the ruler here?"

"More dangerous existence!" Chen ang sighed.

"Even gangs don't want to live in such an unlucky place. Except for those who really have nothing, who want to live with the dead, the * * * religion regards it as filthy. Only those madmen of voodoo and Shaman wizards are happy to occupy here. Those voodoo wizards have great influence in Africa. Even if Egypt is a * * * country, they are infiltrated by voodoo. Here is The paradise of voodoo wizards. They believe that living on the edge of life and death can communicate the souls of the dead and make their mana more powerful. "

"And there are rich treasures buried underground!"

"You mean... They still steal Tombs?" strange said.

"Otherwise? Why do those rich people hire tomb keepers?" Chen ang said: "the knowledge of Kamata Taj is too old! Although there are very detailed knowledge of magic and mystics, they will not tell you that in modern Egypt, such a new capital of the dead, which has developed silently, will not record the trend of voodoo in the new century."

"These secret gossip, engraved in the blood and shadow of urban development, can only be understood if they are really close to here."

"Those rich people hired tomb keepers, in addition to driving out the poor who have nothing, they are also responsible for guarding the relatives' bones and funerary objects in the underground tomb. Those wizards are just interested in the rich bone resources here and the rich funerary objects that can become magic objects and casting materials."

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

Walking on the open streets, there are stinking garbage on both sides. Like other poor areas, the streets here are full of garbage and wandering cats and dogs. But the streets here are more narrow and messy. There are no street name signs, traffic police and security police. The maze like streets are empty.

The tomb houses in the "dead city" are built in accordance with the style of folk houses, including courtyards, walls, gates, houses and tomb chambers. Most of the houses have only one or two floors, which appear low. The name of the tomb owner and the tomb house row number are engraved on the wall beside the gate. Coffin bones are buried under the tomb.

Street gate is not the name and number of the owner of the house, 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 more magnificent tomb and peeped at them behind him. They disappeared without a trace - wizards are big people here. Those who find them, whether they will be unlucky or not, can't be disturbed by these illiterate gangs in the dead city.

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

"Why, don't you want to go in?" Chen ang smiled: "then guard the door and don't let him run away!"

Chen ang knocked on the door. A voice with a West African tribal accent asked warily in English, "who?"

"Mage, someone introduced me to buy something from you!" Chen ang said in a low voice.

The people inside were silent for a while before they heard the sound of someone dawdling. The chair dragged on the ground and made a loud sound. The man came to the door and whispered, "who introduced you!"

Chen Ang's hand passed through the middle of the wooden door. He broke through the thick wooden door about three centimeters, grabbed the man's collar, pulled his head over and pasted it heavily on the door. Chen ang whispered to the man's ear at the door: "Death introduced us... If you don't want to die, you'd better open the door and stick my gun to the door and your head. If you want the bullet to pass through the wooden door and then through your head... Ten, nine, eight, seven..."

"I'll drive! I'll drive!" the man said flustered, "don't shoot!"

Strange heard the door open with a click. He endured discomfort and came forward a little. He saw Chen ang loose the man's collar and slam the door open. A thin black man, with all kinds of voodoo magic materials, all kinds of bones and magic tools from the body, fell and sat on the ground, looking at the door in horror.

Chen ang walked in with a cold face and told strange, "come in and close the door!"

Trange had to obey the order. He reluctantly went in and closed the door. There was a tomb under his feet. The house was very dark. The only light source was the door hole pierced by Chen ang. Chen ang found a position, sat down and looked straight at the voodoo wizard's face.

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

The wizard was very frightened, but his eyes still moved slightly. He seemed to be looking for his gun. He preyed: "Sir, there are many people asking me for help every month. I don't know which one!"

"I'll help you remember," Chen ang said calmly.