Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

He followed the example of Ramses, and simply passed this link.

Temple worship is a noble and sacred activity. ,

In Egypt, only pharaohs and senior priests could enter the temple to meet the true god.

Others can only wait outside or accept the call of the monarch.

After cleaning hands, Ramses and Wen Ruo entered the temple.

Behind him is the sacrifice of the branch temple.

Entering the hall, the incense burners are placed on both sides, and the fragrance permeates the entire inner hall.

Wen Ruo began to perform his sacrificial duties.

He walked to the main statue enshrining the sun god Amon, and respectfully opened the door of the shrine, so that the first ray of the sun shone on the statue. The mathematics of the ancient Egyptians was very advanced. Wen Ruo didn't know how they designed it. Yes, the position of this statue is very ethereal, and his whole body is covered with a layer of shrine protection,

When the shrine is opened, the first ray of sunlight will shoot in accurately, and the golden light will sprinkle on the statue, lifelike, as if a real god descended into the world.

This link is called: "Calling God."

When the call to the gods is over, as a sacrifice, they begin to clean, change clothes, apply essential oils, and incense for the idols.

After changing, Wen Ruo took out the bronze mirror inlaid with the Eye of Horus that he had prepared earlier, stood in front of the statue, held the mirror in the opposite direction, and let the statue take a good look at its own face

After everything was done, the priest took out the sacrifices, which were mostly cattle, sheep, geese, fruits, fine wine and other delicacies.These sacrifices were all given from the palace.

Standing in front of the statue, Wen Ruo looked at the main god, and said silently: "This is a sacrifice presented to you by His Majesty the great Pharaoh Ramses, please use it slowly."

After finishing speaking, the other priests sang hymns, resounding inside and outside the hall.

Ramses stood there quietly the whole time, and when everything was calm, the sub-priest took out a pink incense stick and handed it to him.

While the cigarette was curling up, he held the incense stick in both hands and walked to the incense burner and inserted it gently.

Put your hands together and silently recite a prayer mantra to the statue.

All sacrifices are over.

Ramses looked at the other priests and said calmly, "Go down."

All the priests clasped their hands together and saluted him, then they left in an orderly manner.

For a while, there were only the two of them in the hall.

Wen Ruo's back was a little sweaty. Although he had temporarily learned the duties of a priest, he was still a little nervous and unfamiliar with the actual implementation today.

Sure enough, what you read in the book doesn't work if you don't practice it.

At this time, the head man chuckled twice.

"That's right, Lord Banya." A voice of praise.

Ramses was full of smiles, it was enough to be able to do this for the first time.

I really didn't expect Wen Ruo to be a consul so soon.

"Come here." He beckoned, bringing the man closer to him.

Wen Ruo looked at the statue with some hesitation, he, here?

Seeing the person who had not moved for a long time, Ramses stepped forward and pulled him over. Wen Ruo was wearing a white linen robe, papyrus woven shoes on his feet, a white round cap and scarf, and a black plain cloth on his forehead. Jade is inlaid in it.

The light make-up made him more glamorous and charming. Unknowingly, Ramses felt his throat dry and itchy again, and the throbbing in his heart began to heat up as his gaze lingered. Deep eyes, warm breathing, Wen Ruomin Sensing the change in him, she hurriedly pushed him away: "Don't..."

This is a temple, the temporary residence of the gods in the world, sacred and inviolable, how could they do other deviant things here.

When Ramses pushed, he was a little sullen, but seeing Wen Ruo's frightened and responsible eyes, he suddenly understood what was going on.

Instead, he changed into a lazy and teasing expression: "Banaya, I just want to show you that you have a lump of powder on your face, why are you nervous?"

Both men and women in Egypt know how to put on makeup. Although men don't wear as much makeup as women, they can also apply a little makeup. Hearing this, Wen Ruo subconsciously raised his hand to touch his cheeks, and found that it was so smooth. How could he be dizzy?

Only after hearing the man's laughter did he realize that he had been fooled, and for a moment his ears felt hot, and he gave him a glare.

Ramses stopped laughing at once, and this look, with a different style, was unexpectedly good-looking.

Then he took two steps, took him into his arms again, and smiled: "I lied to you, but this king wants to kiss you."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and kissed the crimson lips, Wen Ruo faltered a few times, and the protest was submerged under the slightly rude kiss.

At this time-

A cold light flashed by, and when Wen Ruo sensed something was wrong, Ramses had already pushed him away abruptly, his sharp eyes were like eagle eyes, he looked coldly at the person in front of him, his left arm hissed and blood stains fell down.

A group of masked men sneaked into the inner hall at some point, and stabbed Ramses with a sword while the two were kissing.

Wen Ruo screamed, it happened so fast, he didn't know what to do.

The cold sword light waved from the leader's hand again, and Ramses sneered twice: "You know how to pick your time."

Temple sacrifices, knowing that his generals can't get in, right?

However, he is the god of war in the world, even without any servants, he can challenge a group of them alone.

With a sneer still hanging from the corner of his mouth, his right hand had already pulled out a hidden short dagger from his waist, and greeted him.

The piercing chill from the collision of sword and light made Wen Ruo goosebumps.

He was so shocked by the fight between the two that he could only retreat back, anxious for a while, four or five masked men in black besieged Ramses alone, and his arms were still bleeding.

How is he going to get out?

Notify Moprem Mossak them.

Soon two men in black fell down, but Ramses didn't have much upper hand. The sword seemed to be poisoned, and he could clearly feel the mechanical movement of the arm in his hand, with a piercing pain.

Angry in his heart, his eyes were even greener, he slashed harder with the sword in his right hand, the man in the lead caught it, the hilt of the sword was shaken and even his wrist was numb.

Ramses is indeed a god-like man with a high level of swordsmanship. If he hadn't been injured, he might not be an opponent.

Wen Ruo looked at the right time, and saw the gap between several people fighting, and quietly moved towards the door.

A pair of feet were about to step in, when a short ice blade shot from behind stuck to the door frame with a click, causing him to stop immediately with a chill down his back,

It turned out that one of the men in black found someone running away and shot him with a sword.

Still in shock, he was pushed and shoved behind by a strong force, and he fell to the ground unsteadily.

There was a stabbing pain in the knee that should have scraped the marble floor through the clothes.

When Ramses saw this, his eyes became even more angry. How dare his people move?

The blood dripping from his left hand had already soaked his outer shirt, and his mind was blurred, but he still held on and fought hard.

The man in black headed by this side was keenly aware of the hurried footsteps coming from not far away, glanced at Wen Ruo, and made a gesture to the rest of his companions, and suddenly a few guns were thrown into the air, a cloud of white smoke Ramses was choked back a few steps, very embarrassed.

By the time he saw the objects around him clearly, the people around him had changed.

Mossack rushed over and said in surprise, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

He knelt down on the ground with a common sound. He was the general of Egypt and even the guard of Ramesses. Now his majesty's hands were covered with blood, but he was leisurely bickering with Moprene outside. He was damned.

If it wasn't for the branch priest in the temple who ran out and said that he heard the sound of fighting inside, he wouldn't know how dangerous the king was, and he really missed his job.

"Chasing—" Gritting his teeth, Ramses watched Wen Ruo being taken away, and blood rushed into his forehead. The unprecedented anger and shame made the young pharaoh want to destroy everything around him.

"But your injury..." Mossack was a little worried.

"I'll take care of the king." Hetem also rushed over. Apart from carrying a knife to the battlefield, she also has some medical skills.

Mossack nodded and exchanged glances with Mo Puren, and led them out in a hurry.

No matter who it is, this time he must cut off the opponent's head to pay homage to His Majesty's injured arm.

Ramses braced his body to prevent himself from falling down. He is an emperor and the king of a country, and he must not show weakness in front of his subordinates. Even if he was poisoned, he would weigh until the last moment.

Thinking of Wen Ruo, he felt restless again.

Such a weak and weak person, the other party is coming fiercely, taking him away, it will not be much better.

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the other side.

Wen Ruo was held on the shoulder by the man in black, jolted for a while, and finally was led to gallop on the horse.

Like a sack, he casually placed himself in front of the horse's back, making him dizzy and nauseous.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt the speed of the galloping horse slow down, he adjusted his breath and forced himself to speak: "Who are you?"

Hearing this, the other party stopped the horse and straightened him up, with a grinning voice: "Forgot me so quickly?" '