absolute sacrifice

Yang Annan felt that he needed to calm down.

Bending down to touch the water surface a few times, Yang Annan took off the layers of his robes, stepped on the steps slowly, and descended the steps.

The cool water covered the insteps, calves, and waist, and stopped close to the chest.

"I enjoyed the treatment of a priest once."

Yang Annan picked up a scoop of clear water and poured it on his back.

The chill brought by the water spray spread over the raised face, jaw, neck, and shoulders, arousing tiny bumps, which rolled down the water in twos and threes, "Huh, damn it," Yang Annan spit out lightly. The tone, feeling aggrieved has improved a lot, "The next time I see that kid, I have to kill him!"

He lowered his head and looked at the surrounding scene again. How could he be in the temple used to enshrine the god's residence in ancient Egypt?

Is it the landing point when crossing over?

Shouldn't it be the same as what he said at the beginning, falling into the desert?

Remember the literature I have studied before, the temples of ancient Egypt cannot be entered casually.

And...Yang Annan found that the pool he used to bathe now seemed to be holy water used for sacrifices...

If they were found out, things would be serious, and they would be tied to a fire for blasphemy and burned to death or pulled to feed wild animals.

Yang Annan quickly went ashore to get dressed, but luckily no one was there, so let's slip away quickly.

Ancient clothes are trouble.

Busily getting dressed and putting on his belt, Yang Annan moved to the door, opened it furtively, and moved out little by little after poking his head to see that there was no one outside.

Really big.

While running away, I still don’t forget to observe the surrounding architectural style. It’s rare to see such a sound and complete ancient Egyptian building. It would be great if it could be moved to modern research!

In the end it is the little life that matters, Yang Annan walked through two or three long corridors quickly despite his emotion.

Seeing the majestic and majestic gate approaching, Yang Annan suddenly stopped, what a pity!

The little maid walking through the corridor saw the elegant figure approaching, and couldn't help kneeling respectfully, "My lord envoy."

Long jet-black hair, creamy skin under the sun, and obsidian-colored eyes looking down at her slightly are so mysterious and noble, compared to the far-off glance at the sacrificial ceremony, she is more like a fairy.

The maid's blushing cheeks seemed to be drunk, and she hurriedly lowered her head, as if it would be an offense to take a second look.

Angel?

Yang Annan was so nervous that he was dying, but suddenly he was taken aback when he saw her making such a big gift and saying that, what's going on?

His mind kept spinning, but his face didn't show at all, "What did you call me just now? What does it mean to be an envoy?"

Maybe when I woke up, I found that I was staying in the temple not because I landed there, but because I was sent in by the people here?

"My lord came from the sky during the sacrificial ceremony. He is the divine envoy of the god Hathor who bestowed the blessing on Kesar."

The maid blinked her long eyelashes and looked up at him in confusion.