There was only a simple bed in the caravan, and other than that, the car was filled with a variety of small toys. As a child, Khasilla grew up with these little plays.

"Holy Maiden, the imam is waiting to see you." A man in an Arabic hat said to her respectfully.

"You're welcome, sit down first, wait for me, I'll go and meet the imam and I'll be back soon." She turned and followed her people away.

In the caravan, Ma Chengfeng and Chang Xiaoman looked here, looked there, and saw that everything was fresh. These little toys should be in the hands of the gypsies are the treasures of juggling and juggling. No matter how fast Ma Chengfeng's hand speed is, he can't learn the skills of others.

"Oh my God, why am I just dreaming? I remember when I was a kid I always wanted to go to the caravan of the acrobatic troupe. Xiao Man hugged the doll with an innocent expression.

"Sister, can we not be naïve? Let's think about the situation first. ”

"Situation? What situation? Khajura wouldn't have hurt us, or she wouldn't have saved everyone just now? Chang Xiaoman said.

Cheng Feng said no, although you are all women, women do not necessarily understand women absolutely. Look, Khashura didn't help us find the legendary Zagrama Mountain together.

"Ma Chengfeng is right, Chang Xiaoman, do you know? Your biggest flaw is that you're too kind! At this time, Chu Tianyue, who was sitting on the side, said.

"Prisoners are not qualified to be angry, Sister Chu, you better think about how you explain to us for a while, you'd better make up the lie!" Xiao Man will never allow outsiders to frame Khasira.

"This Khashura is far more terrifying than you think. I don't want to hide it from you now, I investigated her privately! ”

Chu Tianyue is also a shrewd woman, she once stole a hair from Khasula and did a DNA test, she has long suspected Khasura's identity. The results of the DNA test exceeded anyone's imagination. Khashuara's DNA is different from that of the Gypsies living in Israel in Western Europe today, although the Gypsies are now distributed all over the world, and may have been related to the locals over the years, which has influenced the Gypsy ancestry, but there is almost no corresponding ethnic group in the order of her DNA.

In other words, the Gypsies scattered throughout the world do not have the same DNA order as the Arda people. It is not known whether the Arda are of Gypsy origin or not.

Regarding Khasura's identity, Chu Tianyue also consulted the geneticists in the hospital.

In the end, it was concluded that the genes of the Arda people were seventy percent similar to those of the Chu family, their mountain movers. Genetics does not tolerate the slightest ambiguity, if it is a relative, then there is a 99.9 percent similarity rate, if not, then there will be no such 70 percent.

On this subject, Professor Monalo came to the conclusion that they had the same curse in their bodies, that is, the curse of Queen Amira more than a thousand years ago. Obviously, the curse on the Chu family, the mountain movers, was even more severe, while the Arda people, who called themselves gypsies, were not affected by the curse.

"No wonder she didn't kill you, dare you be relatives? Hehe......" Ma Chengfeng sneered.

"Whatever you may say, I'm just telling you what I know, and it's your own business whether or not you choose to help the Arda people."

Ma Chengfeng sat in the caravan, crossed Erlang's legs, and suddenly asked her with a small cigarette in his mouth: "Sister Chu, if I get together two Amira Demon Eyes, what do you think will happen?" ”

"Two Elmira Magic Eyes can awaken the witch and gain her power to lift the curse of our mountain movers for generations! But...... But it's impossible! Because to this day, the whereabouts of the second Amela Magic Eye have not been traced even by us archaeologists. Chu Tianyue didn't believe that Ma Chengfeng would be able to get together a pair of magic eyes at all.

Ma Chengfeng naturally wouldn't tell her the truth, and now, whether it was Chu Tianyue or Kasilla, he couldn't believe it all.

Now the problems are all focused on one point. Who brought the two Amira Eyes out of the Zagrama Mountains a few years ago and left them in the mortal world?

The first batch of people brought two magic eyes into the Central Plains, and one was stored in the mausoleum as a treasure by King Mu of Lingzhou. The other one was given to Zhu as a birthday gift by Gannan tomb robbers after nearly a thousand years. Where did they dig it up?

One mystery after another followed, and Ma Chengfeng had two big heads, and he couldn't figure it out if he wanted to break through the sky.

Inside the white caravan, the imam was already dying, and the old man held Khasilla's hand tightly and muttered a plea.

Other gypsies prayed silently in front of the imam's caravan with their heads bowed and their right hands pressed to their chests. Inside, the imam and Khashura speak in a low voice, and it is not known whether he is too weak or unwilling to let outsiders hear their conversation. After about five or six minutes, Khashura slowly stepped out of the caravan, a glittering coral ring on her right middle finger.

All the clansmen saluted her and recognized the new imam's identity. Located deep in the desert, Alda is one of the most mysterious gypsy tribes, and their habits are different from those of the outside world, especially in the funerary culture.

When the respected imam of the tribe died, not only did no one shed a single tear for him, but the whole tribe rejoiced. That night, red lanterns and colourful balloons were blown in front of every caravan in the tribe. Men sit in caravans and play the accordion, while women dance to eerie melodies.

They dance like ghosts, and those who watch are dazzled.

"The imam is gone." Sitting in the caravan, Khashura said faintly to the group, and as she spoke, she stared blankly at the coral ring in her hand. "She has been waiting for me for ten years, and she blames me for being ignorant, and I hurt my people."

Xiao Man put his arm around her shoulders and asked, "Khashula, what's wrong?" ”

Khajura said that since it left the tribe, the thousand-year-old gypsy town has not been brought back to life, and that it is the curse of Queen Amira that they have broken their promise to sacrifice the Holy Maiden to the Queen's Holy Spirit as scheduled.

"Khashura, you can't be blamed for this, you've been living in a big city for more than ten years, so you shouldn't be so old-fashioned, right? Where did the Holy Maiden come from? How can there be such providence? Why you? Fate is unfair to you! ”

These primitive tribes living in the wilderness had their own beliefs and customs. Maybe they're superstitious, maybe their thinking is puzzling to the world. But they have lived in this magical desert for thousands of years, and their beliefs and culture are by no means groundless, nor are they understandable to outsiders in a sentence or two.

(End of chapter)