"Have you read The Porter's Story of Baghdad?" Hesha did not answer my question.

"I just heard the story of Sinbad the Sailor." I answered truthfully.

"I've heard of it." Brother Peng seemed to know everything now.

"There is a section in the story of Sinbad that tells the story of the sailor Sinbad who was shipwrecked on an island. You know the section I'm talking about. Tell it to him." Hesha said.

"Holy shit, how come you know everything?" I asked Mao'er.

"No way, I'm interested..." Brother Peng said.

In fact, I have heard of this story, but I just forgot about it. The main story is that in Arabia at that time, a rich young master lost all his family property, then packed up his old things and went overseas to do business. However,

The unfortunate thing is that something always happens to this guy every time he goes out, and the boat capsizes every time. But he is the luckiest every time, all the crew members are dead, and he always lives. The story told by Hersha

This is the section where Sailor Sinbad is lost in another kingdom, where he gets a status second only to the king and a beautiful wife. However, this kingdom has a particularly strange rule that only one of the couple must die.

Then the other person will be buried with the other person. There is a special cave to store the body. One day, the wife of Sailor Sinbad died of illness, and then he was put into the cave, and he himself was also sent away.

Come down and leave him food and water for seven days. If it were us, we would die of hunger and thirst after seven days, or we would go crazy and die before the seven days are up. But Sailor Sinbad did not, he did as little activity as possible,

Reduce food consumption, and when the next dead person comes in, he kills the living one and robs their food. In this way, Sinbad survived, found another exit, and was finally rescued by others.

Returned to his own country.

"Could this custom you are talking about be the Sumerian custom?" I asked Hesha in surprise.

Hesha nodded: "Yes, that's how ancient Sumer left its roots. These people are obviously much smarter than Sinbad. After they came in, they couldn't find a way out no matter how hard they looked, so why not

They gave up the idea of ​​going out and finally found this place. They reasonably arranged the life and death of the people who were sent down, maintained a kind of equality between men and women, and began to thrive here."

"And the Amorites are just like the Sumerians before them, right? The existence of competition is conducive to the evolution of the race, but such an environment must make them dependent on each other to continue to survive. So they are both opponents and friends. These thousands of

It takes years to persevere." I continued.

"Yes, you are very smart." Hesha praised me very rarely.

"If this was a burial pit at that time, forgive me for calling it that, but it seemed to be used for this purpose. Why are there so many exits to the ground? For example, the place we came in before was actually very thin from the exit signs.

A layer of stone wall." I asked puzzledly.

"They only swung ninety-nine times out of a hundred axes before they died of exhaustion. They never knew what they would get with the next axe. They have tried countless times over thousands of years, but they don't know starting from a certain year.

They gave up the idea of ​​going out," Hesha said.

"Indeed, after countless disappointments, who can rekindle hope again? By the way, why haven't people since come in?" I asked.

"Because the Amorites were also exterminated, ancient Babylon was annexed by the powerful Assyrian Empire. Not long after, the Chaldeans wiped out the Assyrians and established the Neo-Babylonian Kingdom. Not long after, it was destroyed by the Persian Empire. It was frequent.

The war destroyed these two ancient races." Brother Peng interrupted.

"Yes, this is a kind of sadness in the process of history." Cat actually learned to sigh.

"Okay, we're here, Ye Fei, go in by yourself, the leader of the Amorites just wants to talk to you alone." Hesha said.

While chatting all the way, I really didn’t feel anything at all. Now I took a closer look, and I really arrived at the Central Square of the Amorites. The architectural style here is similar to that of the Sumorians, but it has a little more shape. After all, their ancestors once

They built the Hanging Garden, one of the seven wonders. But I still don’t quite understand Hersha’s words: “Why should I go in by myself? I can’t understand what they said.”

"I forgot to tell you, in the social status of the Amorites, there is a relatively special class, that is, the priests. They are the attendants of the temple and are responsible for hosting sacrificial activities, festival ceremonies, chanting incantations, praying, divination, etc. Although

This type of people existed as early as the Sumerian period, but without the support of a huge kingdom, the magic power of the small priests was also limited. The priests of the ancient Babylonian kingdom were naturally not small-scale, and we still do not understand their abilities.

Do you know why I understand ancient Sumerian?" Hesha asked.

"You wouldn't tell me that it was the Amorite priest inside who taught you?" I couldn't even imagine it.

"I told you, you are extremely smart." Hesha smiled with satisfaction again.

"You can't tell me that the old guy inside has lived for thousands of years, right? It's impossible." I asked.

"You'll know when you go in." Hesha began to urge me.

Although I really wanted to know everything, I didn't feel very good about this place. I was reluctant, but I still moved in step by step.

The internal structure of this house is very simple. There is a bed just inside the door, which is still made of mud and straw. It is covered with various herbs. If I sleep on it, I think I will definitely not live to be thirty.

age.

"You are finally here, the chosen one." An old voice came from the bed.

"Where are you?" I looked around carefully again, but I still didn't see anyone.

"I don't think you'd like to see me like that, young man. I've been waiting for you for a long time," the voice said.

"Have you really lived for thousands of years?" I asked in surprise.

"Do you believe in the existence of souls?"

"I don't really believe it, but I'm a little afraid of ghosts." I said.

"Honest child, my body has been dead for thousands of years, and my soul has been waiting for you for thousands of years." The voice said with vicissitudes of life.

"I never understand, why are you waiting for me, and why am I the chosen one?" This is the biggest doubt in my heart.

"I can see, child, that you want to know too much, but this is something I can't answer. The questions I can answer are limited, so please ask quickly."

"Why don't you just tell me what you know?"

"Because I can't."

Obviously, what this priest said left me speechless. I didn’t come here for a purpose. I finally found a question similar to my situation at Kanas Lake, but I still couldn’t answer it. And if I didn’t ask, he wouldn’t answer.

I don't have any other questions.

"That priest, I don't know what questions to ask."

"Really? If you don't ask, I won't be able to answer you."

"By the way, why are you chatting with me alone? Also, how can you speak the Chinese language of this era?" After holding it in for a long time, I finally came up with two questions.

"The first question is because I don't want that woman to know about your problem. The second question is that I will do it no matter where in this era."

Sometimes problems are like dominoes, when the first one is pushed, the second one also falls.

"Why don't you want Hesha to know?" I am more concerned about this question, because I also suspect that she has something to do with Xiao Ai's organization.

"She believes in an evil sect, and the country controlled by her sect has trampled here. But I have to cooperate with her, because she is the only person who has been here."

"Evil sect? You mean Catholic?" Because I know Hersha is Catholic.

"I don't know, but they have tampered with our civilization and gods, which is a great blasphemy to us."

“Although I don’t understand much, it’s not a big problem in my opinion.” Religious belief is bullshit to us atheists. Why foreigners think Chinese people are scary is precisely because many Chinese people have no faith.

"No, no, my young child, do you think those are all fake?" He asked me instead.

"At least I don't think it's true." I replied.

"What if what I say is true?"

"If those myths are true, then how come humans have existed for so long?" It's a simple question. The Jade Emperor could wipe out humans just by sneezing and hasn't had a cold in thousands of years? Only a fool would believe it.

"You misunderstood what I meant. The existence of those gods is real, but the story is false. I believe you have seen an unexpected creature, right?" said the voice.

"You mean Chi Kiss?"

"Yes, there are many things in this world that humans don't know, but the evil sect like the woman outside has been studying these. So, I taught her our language, so that sooner or later, she will

It was fate that brought you here."

"It's fate again. I hate this word. I believe you don't know what my mission is."

"Yes, once destiny begins, you can't stop moving forward. Haven't you noticed? Well, you have one last question. I will disappear soon."

I always feel that no matter how difficult this guy is for me, he doesn’t know any of the questions I want to know, but he still keeps asking me to ask questions. Most of the time when he was alive, he was either mentally ill or when he died, the lid of the coffin was pressed against his head.

"Okay, let me ask one last question, how are the hanging gardens built?" I thought to myself, if I figure out the problem, I can go to Brother Peng to show it off. Maybe he can call me if he publishes a paper on solving puzzles in the future.

It's quite hot.
Chapter completed!