When the hot sun shone on the earth, and the yellow sand on the ground was swept up by the wind, the sky seemed to be yellow, and the little man was wrapped in sackcloth, his head and face were wrapped in it, and he walked among the camel caravans, trying to ignore the influence of the wind and sand, and find the place of the oasis.

"Arria, how far is it going?"

The man on the humpback asked, his voice hoarse, like water-starved gravel cutting through the rough rocks, accompanied by the whirring of the wind, and countless noises.

"It's not going to be far. "Aria was leading a camel in front of her who was reluctant to continue walking, and these delicate things were always a little bit disobedient.

This is a caravan, they have been holding this trade route for many years, many places are familiar, even if this is the first time that the little master has come out, they know how to take this road well.

Aria didn't want to pay attention to the steward Said, who tried to show off in front of the little master, as a squire, as long as he was obedient, he naturally had to eat and drink, and the rest, it was better to leave it alone, like this is a matter of nothing.

"Little master, it is not far away, and soon we will be able to see an oasis more attractive than a beautiful woman. The hoarse voice tried to speak beautifully, and his tone was soft, as if he was afraid that he would disturb his master if he was loud, which made his voice more falsetto.

"Well, got it. ”

On the other hunchback, the man who was also wrapped in a faceless voice replied softly, he was smaller, not like Said pressed on the back of a camel like a scale, he rode a white camel, and his body was white cloth, and if he did not pay attention to it, he would be ignored and thought it was another hump.

When the wind and sand gradually stopped, the sky also darkened, and they also arrived at the oasis, and the cloth on their bodies was taken off, revealing their heads and faces.

Said had a big beard, and he had been covered with a cloth before, and the hot weather made him sweat all over his head, and his face was full of oil, reflecting the light under the fire.

Some rushed to the lake in the oasis to scoop water and drink as they scooped, while others were busy pulling camels to one place, unloading some of the tents and setting them up.

Aria, as an attendant, was second only to Said in the caravan, and he was busy assigning various tasks, and when he saw that everyone was busy, he breathed a sigh of relief, and came to Said's side to resume his life, and after receiving permission, there was meat roasting on the fire.

The only white camel was also led into the herd, and the man on the camelback came down, and he did not take off the cloth from his head in the same hurry as everyone else, but after looking at his surroundings and making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, he came to the fire, and was given the throne by the courteous Said.

"My little master, this is the most pleasant time, you know, in the middle of the day, to be able to find such an oasis in time, it is all up to the ability. ”

Said's familiarity with this trade route is that he can walk down with his eyes closed, and this oasis in this trade route was discovered by him with others, so he naturally talked about these past very proudly.

After telling their glorious history, the few people who didn't want to sleep talked about the current country, the changes in the country, the upper magnates and priests, the affairs of the queen, and how her brothers, who were destined to become kings, showed themselves and won glory in one event after another.

"It's time for the river to flood again. ”

Each time it was a disaster for the common people, but it was an opportunity for the merchants to buy more slaves at a cheap price, and then take them with them to strengthen their ranks.

Compared to being dragged away to build a pyramid and follow a caravan, it is obviously a better way to live, so every selection is like a grand event, and people who are actively engaged in being slaves are really something that makes the principal feel very fulfilling.

Maybe it's because of this that the master will let the little master come out for a walk at this time.

Said poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and his face was already a little sleepy as he thought about it.

The little master, Cons, had been listening silently until he saw Said being carried crookedly into the tent by Aria, so he got up, waved his hand and refused the support of his squire, Keith, and returned to his tent alone.

The night was quiet, and in the quiet of the night, some people snored very loudly, and occasionally heard a dream word or two, and Arria's name would be called, and as a □□ attendant, his work interest was obviously not as simple as the second steward.

Kong Si didn't feel much sleep, he seemed to remember the pain of the blade piercing his heart, and he stabbed himself with a knife, which was really ruthless, but what if he didn't?

[Can the devil's contract be signed in reverse?]

Thinking of the devil who made himself fall in the last world, he still can't let go of it in his heart, but if he goes, he goes, and it is difficult to go back after he has crossed, and the system doesn't know what will happen to the world he once crossed.

[Theoretically, yes.] 】

The system's answer somewhat reassured him, and his heart was comforted by the thought of the devil who might be pitted badly.

In any case, most of the time, he was able to think from the standpoint of human beings.

For example, this plot.

Kongs's father is Amun, his mother is Monet, the name that sounds somewhat familiar did not make Kongs think more at first, it is really people with the same name, things are similar, he has experienced too many worlds, and the general knowledge in many worlds may be a piece of waste paper in the next world, in this case, he has learned to ignore most of the common sense knowledge, and it is enough to remember some key points.

The original owner's parents are very ordinary, at least in the memory of the original owner, they are ordinary, about a powerful person, although their family lives in a small town, but they get preferential treatment like a king, and the only son of the original owner has received all kinds of preferential treatment.

Now that he is only thirteen years old, it is already a great weight to be able to travel alone as the leader of a caravan.

The customs here are like Egypt in a certain world, there are pyramids, there are mummies, and even there are upper and lower, and there are queens, but when it comes to some specific places, there are many differences.

These plausible things, Kong Si did not delve into, what he saw from the memory of the original owner was the growth of an ordinary young man, the only difference may be that this young man is more stable.

However, what did such a steady and somewhat reticent person go through, he would suddenly seem to be a different person in the plot, unscrupulously unscrupulously opened the bow and arrow of revenge, and aimed at everyone who inadvertently provoked him.

Is it by nature, but it's just too well hidden, or is it something mutated?

The final death is also very inexplicable, obviously at such a young age, and he did not suffer from a serious disease, but after taking revenge on others with a certain bad means, he died of laughter, and was finally mummified and sent to a pyramid.

The turning point of everything is that it started from this trade route of leaving his parents, and Kong Si also replaced the original owner before this trade route, preparing to take this route that made people even change their personality.

Because of this kind of speculation, he was more silent than the original owner, whenever he had nothing to do, he was working hard to cultivate his spiritual power, and at the same time, he also exercised his magic power, yes, magic power, this kind of power that is difficult to appear in the world alone has a weak existence.

Kong Si didn't even know if this was the original owner's own or the butterfly effect caused by his own crossing, in short, in the memory of the original owner, there was no such power.

However, the magic power of this world is a little different, the magic power is the power that can be gathered by talents, and the cohesion of the race gathers to form the power, and the first condition for its existence is a race, Kong Si thinks that this race is the people of the town.

Because in that town, he was able to get the same treatment as a prince, and the centripetal force of these people is obviously very strong, and this centripetal force condenses faith, and it is not impossible to form a magic force, it's just...

There are too few people in the town, but only a thousand, how can people feel that the magic power is endless?

Even if all he can extract now is a trace of silk, he feels that after this thread, there is an ocean.

Such a huge power, or maybe it's the reason why the original owner suddenly changed.

Kong Si secretly guessed, but it did not affect his efforts to refine this power, the cultivation of witch power is risky, when you rely on this power completely, after letting the power fill the whole body, you will inevitably be affected by this race, their joys, sorrows, and sorrows will affect your strength, your temperament.

This kind of power, which is more similar to "people", will make the power also like people, with a variety of emotional changes, different speeds, and more difficult to control.

Every time he goes to a new world, the first thing Kong Si cultivates is spiritual power, and the cultivation of spiritual power in this world is much easier, which makes him more able to perceive such subtle changes, and his attitude towards witch power is more cautious.

Of course, magic power is his name, and maybe in this world, this power has another name, I don't know what the priests in those temples will say.

Kong Si thought like this, in the memory of the original owner, it seemed that he had never been to the temple, even if the door of the temple was open to the powerful, so was he born into the powerful?

If it weren't for the powerful, it would probably not be possible to keep so many slaves, this era, but only the age of money can't get along.

The wisps of moonlight penetrated through the gaps in the fabric, gradually converging on Kong Si's body, and when he was seriously cultivating his spiritual power, another kind of power was also nourishing his body, invisible and silent, making people unnoticeable. 166 Reading Network