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Chapter 40: Cairo City, Dead People, Voodoo Religion

Cairo, one of the oldest cities in human history, is a city with a history of five thousand years. This is longer than the civilization history of most races in the world. The regular flooding of the Nile River created the ancient civilization of ancient Egypt and also shaped the ancient city by the Nile River.

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

The messy roads and buildings in the city stand together with the pyramids outside the city. The old and old Egyptians have destroyed their seeds. The new owners in this ancient land are the Aramaics who hold the Quran and worship with their butts. The gods of Egypt have become history with the pyramids.

The culture of this city is broken. This ancient civilization has nothing to do with its new owner. Not every civilization is prosperous and circulated like Chinese civilization!

Although Egypt outside the pyramid area is full of noise, dirty and backwardness, like a chaotic and disorderly huge construction site, full of unfinished buildings that are not capped everywhere, people here believe that the continuous reproduction and prosperity of the family will continue to put forward new requirements for the family's living space, and Egypt's unique laws prevent most Egyptians from capping their houses.

They will add one or several floors upstairs after the next generation of people are born... In Egypt, building houses will always be in progress.

But Cairo is such a place where rich people in Africa want to settle down.

The rich settled in the city of Nales next to the airport, while the poor...

These dilapidated and ill-equipped buildings with suspicious construction qualifications are not the unfinished buildings designed, and are not the places where the poorest people in Egypt live.

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

The Dead City is not an exaggerated modification, but a real city that belongs to the Dead.

This is the cemetery of Cairo. Although the modern Egyptians are Arabic, they are inevitably influenced by ancient Egyptian religions. Like the ancient Egyptians and the Chinese during the Western Han Dynasty, they have a tradition of dying as if they were alive. They believe that the dead people are still living underground as if they were alive.

Therefore, the ancient Egyptians created the pyramids, and the Chinese in the Han Dynasty buried their daily necessities with them and built huge burials.

Modern Egyptians buried dead people in underground tombs, but built magnificent buildings like living dwellings on them.

The wealthy family would hire gravekeepers and live in these buildings. Keeping the dead for the dead is a custom that is very similar to ancient China, but no family will continue to flourish. So uninvited homeless people will live in it and live with the gravekeepers. This is Carlo's Dead City!

Strange stared at the mausoleum where living people and dead people lived together. Chen Ang asked him from the side: "Have you never been here before?"

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

"But they all live in a magnificent hotel?" Chen Ang asked back: "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 living people and dead live together, mixed with religion, traditional culture, the chronic diseases of modern cities and the shadow of this country."

"But just as the slums are also a feature of Rio, tourists would rather jump into samba than get involved. After all, gangs are not particular. This is also the abandoned place of the city."

"The rulers of the slums are gangsters!" Strange said seriously: "Who is the rulers here?"

"A more dangerous existence!" Chen Ang sighed.

"Even gangs are unwilling to live in such a bad place. Except for those who really have nothing, who would live with the dead, the *** Cult regards it as filthy. Only those lunatics of the Vodou Cult are happy to occupy this place. The voodoo wizards are very powerful in Africa, and even if Egypt is a country of ***, they have been infiltrated by the Vodou Cult. This is the paradise of the Vodou wizards. They believe that living on the edge of the friendship between life and death, can communicate with the souls of the dead, and make their magic power stronger."

"And there are rich treasures buried underground here!"

"You mean... they still rob tombs?" Strange said in surprise.

"Otherwise? Why do those rich people hire gravekeepers?" Chen Ang introduced: "Kama Taj's knowledge is too old! Although there are very detailed knowledge of spells and mysticism, they will not tell you that in modern Egypt, a new capital of the dead that has developed silently will not record the trends of the Vodou in the new century."

"These secret rumors are engraved in the bloodline and shadow of urban development. Only when you get close to this place can you understand it."

"The rich hired gravekeepers, in addition to driving away the poor who had nothing, were also responsible for protecting the remains and burial objects of relatives in the catacombs. And the wizards took a fancy to the rich resources of the corpse and the rich burial objects that could become spell items and casting materials."

"Gold, silver vessels, gems buried with them, and antiques!"

Walking on the empty streets, there are foul-stealed garbage on both sides. The streets here are like other poor areas, with garbage everywhere and cats and dogs wandering. However, the streets here are even more narrow and messy, with no signs of street names, traffic police and security police, and the streets and alleys are empty like misty people.

The tombs and houses in the "Dead City" are built in the style of houses, with courtyards, walls, gates, houses and tomb chambers. Most of the houses are only one or two floors, which looks low. The wall beside the gate is engraved with the name of the tomb owner and the number of the tomb house. The coffin corpses are buried under the tomb chamber.

The street sign is not the name of the owner of the house and the name of the house, but the name of the owner of the tomb and the 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. He was staring at them faintly behind him. The wizard who disappeared suddenly. However, the big figures here, no matter whether the people who came to them were unlucky, they were not disturbed by these gangs who were not in the ordinary city.

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

"So, don't want to go in?" Chen Ang smiled and said, "Then guard the door and don't let him run away!"

Chen Ang knocked on the door, and a voice with a West African tribe accent inside asked vigilantly in English: "Who?"

"Master, someone introduced me to ask you to buy something!" Chen Ang said in a low voice.

The person inside was silent for a while before he heard someone's slow-paced sound. The chair was dragged to the ground and made a loud sound. The man approached the door and whispered: "Who introduced you to me!"

Chen Ang's hand passed through the middle of the wooden door. He penetrated the thick wooden door about three centimeters, grabbed the man's collar, pulled his head over, and pressed it heavily on the door. Chen Ang whispered to the position of the man's ear at the door, "Death is introduced to us... If you don't want to die, you'd better open the door obediently, and my gun will be placed at the door, where your head is. 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 in a panic: "Don't shoot!"

Strange heard the door click open, and he endured the discomfort and walked forward a little. He saw Chen Ang loosening the man's collar and throwing the door open heavily. A thin black man, carrying various Vodou magic materials, various bones and magic weapons collected from his body, fell down and sat on the ground, looking out of the door in horror.

Chen Ang walked in with a cold face and explained to Strange: "Come in and close the door!"

Strange had to obey the order. He reluctantly walked in, closed the door, and there was a tomb under his feet. The house was very dark inside. The only light source was the door hole that Chen Ang had penetrated. Chen Ang found a place, made it, and looked straight at the face of the Vodou wizard.

He asked, "Three months ago, was someone asking you for help?"

The wizard was very frightened, but his eyes were still moving slightly, as if he was looking for his gun, and he said in vain: "Sir, there are many people asking me for help every month, I don't know which one it is!"
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