The waters of the Nile are very muddy, but they do nourish the mother of all of Egypt.

Joel is rowing alone, and Delia wants to help, but the old fisherman, who has been fishing in the Mediterranean for many years, says he has no problem.

Although the Mediterranean Sea was the calmest sea, much rougher than the Nile, he had no problem coping with it.

And Delia always stroked too hard, but her skills were insufficient, and a lot of effort was wasted.

There were many people on the shore who were fetching water, all of them people who worked for Murad Bey.

"I really don't know what Murad Beyi is doing, he arranged for so many people to set up camp and fetch water here, who is going to dig in the mausoleum?" Villefort asked, wiping his dagger.

"He's brought so many women and slaves, and everybody has to bathe and drink, and of course the logistical problems have increased, and he hasn't even built a camp, and he can't stand the little camp that your master uses." Although Mesadir has been patient in Egypt for so many years, he actually has great malice towards Muradbeyi in his heart, "These Mamluks, who tax the people at will, borrow at will, exile us when they don't pay the money, and even kill us without trial." ”

"Hmph, that's what happens to usurers." Delia doesn't like heretics, but she definitely doesn't have good intentions for Mesadir. "If it weren't for the fact that you always have to charge some so-called interest, how could you end up like this?"

"If a farmer asks a neighbor to rent a cow to plough the field, then he should find an opportunity to deliver a chicken to the man when he gets what he wants. If a citizen asks the bishop to borrow a room, then he should also make an offering to the church after he has obtained his wish, and any lease has a price. "Wu Xin surprised Mesadir, he was speaking for her." Compared to human affection. Or is the interest simpler and clearer, at least I personally would rather pay it back than owe favors, and I trust Mesadir, who would not dare to charge high interest when she lent money to Muradbey. ”

"Those so-called banks that don't charge interest, such as Xingyue Bank. In fact, it is the interest group that hides filth and does everything. Wu Xin said from the experience of his later life, "A clear interest ratio and an agreed repayment date are the best things." ”

"Siere, you are really not the same as those conservative Dark Sun believers, and you are a confidant of us Jews." Mesadir was overjoyed, she could hear a person's true thoughts from the language, Wu Xin was not just saying good things, but really accepting the idea.

Their words made Delia furious. However, Wu Xin scolded Xingyue Bank after all.

So before she could decide whether to get angry or not, Wu Xin continued.

"You do know that I'm not a believer in the Dark Sun, do you, Ms. Mesadir." Wu Xin's words certainly mean something else, and he is of course very dissatisfied with Mesadir's performance this morning, but Mesadir's words just now are very convincing.

"What the hell was going on with you this morning? Want to betray us? "Villefort has been patient with this question for a long time.

"It's not like you're trying to betray us." Delia's reason was strong, though not very friendly, "At such a close distance, I don't know if that French dwarf will die or not." She's dead. ”

Mesadiel looked at Wu Xin.

"You have to give us an explanation, if you hadn't just helped me convince Muhammad Ali. I wouldn't have made it so easy for you to explain so comfortably. Wu Xin said as he looked at the Nile, "But right here, you have to give me an explanation, a good explanation." Otherwise, my faithful Villefort will probably not be able to bear to throw you off the Nile. That's not the way you Jews like to die, is it? ”

Wu Xin stretched out his hand and turned his head, looking at the Nile.

Villefort laughed sneerfully, he liked Wu Xin's creativity.

"Yes, if possible, I would like to die in the Jordan River. This is the place where the Lord of the End of All Things baptizes the dark sun. As soon as Mesadir finished speaking, he was picked up by Delia and turned her face towards the Nile.

"The Lord of the End of All Things was baptized in the Jordan River as the First Apostle of God, and at that time, he was not Him!" One of the most hated legends of all the Hirek believers, the Jews always said that they had a special relationship with Christians, and most of the time the Roman Church tacitly acquiesced to this statement, except for the part that involved the Father and the Son. "You're going to try that heresy again?"

This time, Wu Xin didn't stop Delia either.

But Mesadir wasn't looking for death, and here's her explanation: "We consider the Jordan to be a sacred river, and our high priest draws water from it every winter when the snow melts. When a newborn is born, use this water to bathe each child. ”

The rituals of Jecob and Shirek do have many similarities, such as baptism.

"Getting to the point." This was one of the things that bothered Delia the most, and many cardinals and the chosen pope wanted the followers of Jerk to renounce some of their rituals on their own, but they persisted, and even the most ardent of the Shirek had to admit that the Jews had adopted these rituals long before the advent of their First Apostle.

"The point is that, in addition to the water used for baptism, the high priest will also make an ointment from the blood and fat of each monarch, which is made of the water of baptism, which is colorless and odorless for you, and for us, believers in the Lord of the End of All Things." Mesadir said this, pausing again, she couldn't find the right words to describe how she felt.

"When he drew the cross, he was actually applying that ointment to his face!" Delia also noticed this situation, and she was furious, "These traitors without kings and fathers dare to desecrate the holy cross! ”

"Napoleon probably got the ointment from Jerusalem." Wu Xin focused on another important point, his tone was calm, but he didn't let Mesadir be able to sit on the boat again, or let Delia continue to press her, "Did he rob it, or did the high priest give it to him, or do you prefer to call him or her a mountain?" ”

"Mt. Aoshan?" Villefort asked, a name that even Delia didn't quite understand, and Shylock, though already active and obvious among the "hermits", was only active among the monarchs and bishops.

Mesadir instinctively wanted to lie, but she soon realized that this was Wu Xin's test, so she told the truth: "The configuration of this ointment is very complicated, and it requires a senior priest to pray for a long time to maintain efficiency, and it cannot be snatched." ”

"Is it possible that this Bonaparte general is the mountain of this generation?" Wu Xin's words made Deliya work harder.

They had crossed the Nile, and there were many people on the dock watching as Delia held down Mesadir and was about to throw her into the river.

But the servants and soldiers on the shore did not dare to come up and speak.

In the eyes of the soldiers, she was Wu Xin's slave girl, and this cruel warlock had done so many evil deeds, and he didn't execute one of his own slave girls again. (To be continued.) )