The sacred lake in the temple was specially prepared for Fu Zhenhong, the envoy of the gods, and the overall environment was very beautiful and quiet.In front of the sacred lake is a dense cluster of precious papyrus, and behind it is a row of tall palm trees.The slight sound of rustling that Fu Zhenhong heard behind the right was the sound of the robe rubbing against the grass and trees.After a few seconds, the sound ceased, and the people who were close to the sacred lake paused abruptly, for the thrilling beauty that slammed into their eyes after pushing through the grass.In the sun, the blonde hair of the man who bathed in the sacred lake shone brightly, and the leaves of the palm trees split the sky into mottled ridges, and sprinkled gold leaf on his white and round shoulders.Wet droplets of water flowed slowly over his smooth and snow-white skin like transparent crystals, leaving a touch of ambiguous/ambiguous but unreachable purity.A person who bathes in the holy lake, but has extremely smooth long hair, is not a priest, and the color of the hair is like the golden "color" of the Eye of Horus, and if he meets these two conditions, Karlsvon can only think of one, and that is Nefertiti, the messenger of God!
Karlsvoen quickly judged Fu Zhenhong's identity, and Fu Zhenhong also matched the intruder in the right rear with the information person from the Space-Time Authority from the weak chicken system.Karlsvoorn.The son of the High Priest Kale, or more accurately the adopted son of Kale, was the successor to the next High Priest whom Kahler had personally chosen.It is also one of the natural choices that Fu Zhenhong needs to attack in this Egyptian world.For this world's natural choice, Fu Zhenhong originally didn't plan to meet him so early, but he didn't expect the other party to break into this holy lake by mistake.Although he already knew that the intruder was Karlsvoorn, one of the chosen ones, Fu Zhenhong still used the attitude he should have towards the voyeur, threw out a sharp dagger at a very fast speed, and "shot" in the direction where the other party was."
Hmm!"
Fu Zhenhong heard an exclamation.Karlsvoorn, who was only a teenager, covered his cheek cut by the sharp dagger, and he was a little stunned to look at the dagger on the ground that he had quickly dodged but still stabbed himself, and almost did not react.Taking advantage of Karlsvourn's empty space to look down at the dagger, Fu Zhenhong got up from the holy lake and put on a white robe made of linen."
I thought it was a poisonous snake, but it turned out to be a little guy who was even more immature than a poisonous snake."
Fu Zhenhong said in a light tone, turning to look in the direction where Karlsvohn was.Listening to Fu Zhenhong's cold voice with a little "bewilderment", Karlsvoin pursed his lips and walked out of the grass that was half a meter high.After seeing Fu Zhenhong's appearance clearly, Karlsvohn's breathing instantly stopped.Karlsvourn had heard rumors about Nefertiti, the divine envoy, who was more beautiful than the Nile at sunset.Although he wears a gold mask on weekdays, he still has the same unique beauty.Before today, Karlsvohn had never seen Nefertiti, not even Nefertiti with a mask.As the successor of the High Priest of Calle, Karlsvoun had been learning the skills of a priest in Kahler's dwelling.He rarely left his dwelling, and today he would have stayed in his dwelling had he not been told by the high priest to see with the priests how to distribute cakes and beer to the poor.Looking at this cold and dusty oracle in the backlight, Karlsvoun himself did not expect that his choice to cut corners in order to meet the priests as soon as possible led him to meet Nefertiti without a golden mask.He saw the true face of the divine envoy.Perhaps because she had just finished purifying, Nefertiti wore only a robe on her body, and her golden hair was casually draped, without any ornate ornaments, but with an untouchable holiness.Karlsvoun noticed that the oracle's eyes were bluer than the sky, the color of the sea, deep and cold.After he realized that the other party was also watching him, Karlsvoorn's jump sped up uncontrollably.Fu Zhenhong's gaze fell on the body of this chosen one, a young man about ten years old, his body had just begun to draw, perhaps because he did not live all year round, the "color" of his skin was whiter than that of ordinary Egyptian nobles, Fu Zhenhong noticed that his pupils were very pure amber "color", the shape of his eyes was also relatively slender, the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, the nose was high, and the lips were thin.However, these were not the most important for Fu Zhenhong, his gaze moved up from Karlsvoorn's face, and finally stopped on the other party's head, which had no trace of hair.
[Little Red, this is a little bald head.] ]The voice of the weak chicken system sounded in Fu Zhenhong's mind.
[All bald, do you think this Karlsvohn will be the second holy monk when he grows up?]
][No.] ]Each chosen one is irreproducible and unique.What's more, Chen Yi in the Journey to the West is a real high-spirited and bright festival, not stained with vulgar dust, and this Karlsvoorn, although it is just a simple face, Fu Zhenhong can see at a glance the ruthlessness and ambition that have not yet been completely hidden in the depths of this little bald head.This is not a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune and is willing to be ordinary.What's more, the priests of ancient Greece and the monks of the East are also two completely different concepts, if you insist on naming the word "monk" for Karlsvonn, this little bald head is undoubtedly a scheming evil monk.Fu Zhenhong raised her hand, gently hooked her hand at the bald little boy who was still a little stunned, and said casually: "Come here." ”Karlsvonn's hand hanging by his side tightened, and after thinking for a few seconds, he walked in front of Fu Zhenhong according to his words.Fu Zhenhong lowered his eyes, condescendingly looked at the bald boy who only reached his chest, and pinched the young man's chin with a slightly cool fingertips.Feeling that the young man's body instantly became stiff because of his movements, the indifferent look on Fu Zhenhong's face did not change, and he only said slowly: "Little guy, the person who snoops on the divine envoy to bathe and cleanse his body will be hanged." ”Fu Zhenhong said the "hairy" and terrifying words in a calm tone.Karlsvohn was slightly stunned, and almost subconsciously shook his head and explained, "I didn't mean to. ”"Hmm."
Fu Zhenhong let go of the hand that was pinching the bald boy's chin, and her delicate and rounded fingertips slid lightly on the other party's dagger-pierced cheek: "So I just punished you a little." ”His voice was smooth, and his simple words were full of the magic of "confusing" people's hearts.Karlsvoun keenly sensed that Nefertiti was a little different from the rumors he had heard, but he couldn't calm down to think about what the difference was.Because at this moment, the wound on his cheek, which was still oozing blood, should have been a hot pain, but it turned into a strange numb because of the touch of Nefertiti's fingertips.It felt extremely strange to him, and he wanted to stay away, but his feet felt like they were firmly stuck to something, and he couldn't move at all.It wasn't until much later that Karlsvourn realized that it was the throbbing of his heart that wanted to be close to Nefertiti.Fu Zhenhong glanced at Karlsvoen, who seemed to be in a certain thought, he withdrew his hand, and without saying a word, he put on a golden mask and left this holy lake.The brass drum for the Opet's Day had already beaten once, and it would be a waste of time for him to stay here.And it wasn't until Fu Zhenhong's figure completely disappeared that Karlsvohn came back to his senses completely, he glanced at the direction Fu Zhenhong left, and then looked back at the dagger that fell on the grass.After two seconds of silence, he walked over and picked up the dagger that belonged to Nefertiti.He had his face cut by the owner of the dagger, who did not even ask for his name.To Nefertiti, he was just an insignificant being, Karlsvohn thought.Out of subtle thought, he placed the dagger in the pocket of his robe.On the other side, Fu Zhenhong, who had left the holy lake, wore a gold accessory sent by the temple maid.When everything was ready, he joined the High Priest Kahler at the obelisk behind the temple's large stone gate.Although he had not yet walked out of the big stone gate of the temple, Fu Zhenhong had already sensed the grand occasion outside the wall from the wall.Outside the walls, many of the people who had come to Thebes from elsewhere had clenched their hands, their eyes flashing with anticipation for the divine envoy Nefertiti.
———Ten minutes later, the bell of the brass drum rang again."
It's coming, it's coming!
You'll see the Messenger of God right away!
”Someone in the crowd muttered excitedly.Although they have infinite respect for the statue of Amun that was lifted from the temple of Karnak, the statue of Amun can be seen every year during the festival of Opet.Returning to the Divine Envoy Nefertiti, he has not appeared on the Opetite Festival every year since he descended in Egypt fifteen years ago, and this year will be the first appearance of the Divine Envoy Nefertiti.The people were so curious about Nefertiti, a mysterious oracle, especially those who did not live in the imperial city of Thebes, who had been admiring Nefertiti for a long time."
I've heard that God has given you a pair of blue eyes that can see through people's hearts."
It was a merchant from Memphis who was selling ivory."
I've also heard that he has unusually fair skin and blond hair, as if coming from the clouds."
The merchant was able to speak vigorously when he was gently tapped on the shoulder from behind.He turned around and saw that it were two tall outsiders.As for why it was immediately apparent that the two young men were not inhabitants of Egypt, it was because he had been in the surrounding countries for many years, and it was easy to distinguish the faces of the people of his neighbors.The skin of these two men was much whiter than that of the Egyptian aristocracy, the bridge of the nose was very high, the eye contour was deep, and the hair was also a short black "color".This is clearly a Hittite man."
Nefertiti is really as 'fascinating' as you say?"
It was the man who patted the merchant on the shoulder.He is handsome, has a pair of peach blossom eyes with a natural smile, and a smile on his face, which is easy to make people feel good."
It's the Divine Messenger."
The merchant subconsciously corrected the man's address."
Yes, yes, your god is so attractive as your lord is rumored?"
The man quickly changed his tune.The merchant frowned slightly, a little unhappy with this person's too casual attitude, he didn't want to say more to the other party, and directly threw down a sentence: "The divine envoy will appear soon, you can't see it yourself." ”He shifted his footsteps away from the two Hittites who seemed to be unusual.The young man who was replied by the merchant looked at the merchant who was walking away, raised his eyebrows, and then turned his head to look at the brother who was standing beside him, who had never said a word: "The importance of Nefertiti among the Egyptian people is unexpectedly high." ”He said with a slight sigh, with a hint of interest in his voice."
Hmm."
Supiluriuma responded.Accustomed to his brother's reticency, Giuteano did not say anything more, but turned his attention to the temple gates.Under the eager gaze of the people, the stone gate was pushed open by the temple attendants, and the high priest Kahler and Fu Zhenhong, who was the messenger of the gods, walked out of it.