Fina was not interested in listening to Zhang Zian and Richard talk about men and women. While the two of them were talking, Fina had already wandered into the ruins alone.
Although there were no tourists here, every inch of land, every broken brick, and stone pillar was equivalent to history. Walking in the ruins, it was like going back to the time when this place was famous more than two thousand years ago.
Among the broken walls, the past could still be seen.
What was worrying was that this place did not seem to have been properly protected. Many of the walls had cracks, and the iconic spire had been severely weathered. If this continued, it would not take long before it collapsed and disintegrated. The so-called "not long" was from the perspective of the river of history. In fact, as long as there was no rainstorm or earthquake that happened once in a hundred years, it would not be a problem to hold on for another few decades.
What surprised Fina was that it found some traces of life among the broken walls. They were not traces left by the rare tourists, but subtle traces left by people who had lived nearby for a long time.
It jumped onto a broken wall, turned around, and looked around. Coincidentally, Zhang Zian was also looking around, but his eyes were on the town of Siwa in the distance. He wasn't observing the surroundings like it was.
Yes, someone must have lived here before.
It saw a few houses that were obviously built in recent times at the foot of a small mound on the other side. Each house was square, and there was a small wall that seemed to have no use.
"…"
Who lived here?
Fina was infuriated.
Even if it was an outdated pagan god to the local people, even if there were only ruins left, this was still a sacred place. How could ordinary people live here?
It looked back. Zhang Zian and Richard were still talking about some unknown gossip. It seemed that they would not leave for a while.
So it jumped off the broken wall and ran to the houses at the foot of the mound.
The mound was very short, maybe 20 to 30 meters high. It was far shorter than the high-rise apartment buildings in Binhai City. It jumped a few times between the broken walls and soon arrived near the houses.
One of the doors that seemed to be the main house was open, but there was no movement or breath of living people inside. The other doors were locked, but there was no sound either.
To be cautious, Fina did not walk through the door. Instead, it jumped onto the windowless hole.
The light in the room was very dim. It instinctively adjusted the size of its pupils to see everything in the room.
The house was empty.
It was obvious that no one lived here for a long time. Thick dust was everywhere, and it was cold and desolate. Only the insects that were frightened by its sudden appearance were crawling around. The simple and crude furniture had no value to speak of, and the owner of the house seemed to be living like a monk.
Why didn't they live in the more convenient town? Why did they move here?
Fina thought of the old lady who picked up bottles and brought her dog to the Amazing Fate Pet Shop for help. Could it be that the people living here also picked up trash for a living, so they couldn't afford to live in the town?
It shook its head slightly, denying its judgment because there was no sign that the housing prices in this town were high. Even if they could not afford to live in the town center, they could at least live on the edge of the town. There was no need to live so far away.
At that moment, it suddenly noticed a mark on the wall. It was a very vague mark. People who didn't know might think it was an accidental mark or a child's prank.
It jumped into the house, and its pupils quickly adapted to the darkness. It walked to the wall with the marks and used its claws to wipe away the dust on the surface of the marks.
It was actually like this?
It immediately understood, and the anger in its heart suddenly turned into respect, respect for the original owner of the house.
This was the mark of the guardian of the temple.
For the past two thousand years, the family of the guardian of the temple had been living under this small mound, silently guarding the temple of the oracle and the temple of Amon? Even after the temple and the temple were destroyed, they were still like this …
Judging from some of the details in the room, the guardian of the temple may have still lived here until a few years ago, but then for some unknown reason, he stopped his duty that lasted for more than two thousand years.
Fina did not blame them for leaving their duty without permission. Even if the Pharaoh came again, or God Amon came to the world, they probably had no right to blame them.
Their loyalty to guard for more than two thousand years was already beyond the imagination of mortals. Even if they decided to give up, they could not be blamed for it.
What's more, they might not have given up. If they wanted to give up, they could have given up a long time ago. It was more likely that … there was no successor.
Once again, Fina looked at the simple house with respect.
It knew that human beings were social animals, and their instinct was to live in society and groups. How much courage and perseverance did it take to go against their instincts and live alone in this small house at the foot of the mound for more than two thousand years?
Who would be willing to marry and have children with the guardian of the temple and live together in these small houses?
In the past, there was faith. They believed that the Pharaoh would eventually walk out of the pyramids again, and that there were gods of good and evil wandering on this black land. The guardian of the temple relied on their strong faith to stay here. Women who admired the courage and piety of the guardian of the temple were willing to marry the guardian of the temple and give birth to the next generation of guardian of the temple.
But in this era, faith had long been destroyed, at least in ancient Egypt. No woman was willing to marry the guardian of the temple and be trapped here for the rest of her life.
Therefore, when the last guardian of the temple passed away, it was normal that there was no successor.
The duty of the guardian of the temple was to protect the temple of the oracle and the temple of Amon, but now that the temple and the temple of Amon were in ruins, they had not completed their duty.
Fina did not blame them. The power of the secular world and the torrent of history were not something that a few guardian of the temple could resist. When the local government had blown up the temple and the temple more than a hundred years ago, they might have tried to stop it, but obviously they had not succeeded. It was not their fault. They had endured humiliation and lived and stayed, which was the greatest loyalty.
Although there were not many tourists who came to the temple, there would always be people who came, and there were many unscrupulous tourists. There was not much garbage left in the ruins of the temple, which proved the responsibility of the guardian of the temple.
Dozens or hundreds of generations of ancestors of a family stayed at the foot of the mound, shouldering a seemingly endless responsibility. No one could imagine the hardships.
There was only regret in its heart. If only it had come here a few years earlier, then it might have been able to see the last guardian of the temple and thank him for his hard work.
Fina had jumped in through the window, and when it left, it chose to go out through the door.
It stood at the door, looked at the empty room, and said softly, "Thank you! Your protection ends here! "
A gust of wind blew in through the open door, circled around the room a few times, and then blew out through the window, carrying dust into the sky.
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