Yunluo didn't know where to start and didn't know how to describe this city full of history. Whether it was beautiful or not, complete or incomplete, it no longer mattered. Just because he was Alexander of Alexander the Great, Yunluo had fallen hopelessly in love with it.

Name: Alexander the Great

Birthplace: Macedonian Empire

Status: King

Alexander the Great, the king who dreamed of conquering the world, was the greatest military genius in European history and the most famous conqueror of the Macedonian Empire. He was a man of great talent and strategy, brave and good at fighting, and led his army to conquer Europe, Asia and Africa, making ancient Greek civilization widely spread. Alexander the Great, the king of ancient Macedonia, was a famous military strategist and politician in the ancient history of the world.

Born in Pella, the capital of the Kingdom of Macedonia, he studied under the famous Greek scholar Aristotle. He followed his father to war at the age of 18 and inherited the throne at the age of 20. He was resourceful and in the short 13 years as the King of Macedonia, he conquered the east and the west with his great talent and strategy, first established his dominance over all of Greece, and then destroyed the Persian Empire.

On the vast land spanning Europe and Asia, a huge empire with Babylon as its capital was established, stretching from Greece and Macedonia in the west to the Ganges River Basin in India in the east, the first waterfall of the Nile River in the south, and the Yasha River in the north. It created unprecedented brilliant achievements, promoted the exchange of Eastern and Western cultures and economic development, and had a significant impact on the progress of human society.

The Sahara Desert is the highlight of Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo's trip to Egypt. The car drove out of the Giza area, raising dust all the way. Outside the window, there were fewer and fewer pedestrians and vehicles. Everyone was very excited and chatted about Sanmao along the way.

They talked about their past travel experiences and their respective jobs. When Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo's cell phones had no signal at all, they realized that they had truly entered the heart of the Sahara.

After passing through a very beautiful little post station and having a simple lunch, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo rented two jeeps from local Bedouin people and couldn't wait to continue on their journey.

Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo had heard of the Bedouins before. They seemed to be always associated with terrorist activities and terrorists. When they got on the bus, Yunluo and Yuanyuan involuntarily chose to sit in the back seat, leaving the co-pilot seat, which was in close contact with the driver, to Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo's Lao Zhang. Yunluo admitted that Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were a little uneasy.

Yunluo and Yuanyuan couldn't help laughing, Mehanmed also laughed, the atmosphere became lively. Everyone started to chat with Yunluo, and the previous fear of Bedouin completely disappeared. In fact, they are such a friendly, talkative and sharing people.

They were unwilling to leave the desert, and with the skills passed down by their ancestors, they conquered the Sahara, found an oasis, and built their own tribe. They used camel hair to weave various handicrafts for sale. They rejected the Egyptian government's suggestion that they move to the city, only intermarried with their own people, and they had their own language.

They are a very small ethnic group in Egypt, so they are shrouded in mystery. They have even become synonymous with terrorists. Of course, they cannot be recognized by the Egyptian government, which does not even give them ID cards. They live scattered in the desert and rely on their own hands to reproduce.

Muhanmed's driving skills are very good. In the endless sea of ​​sand, ups and downs, bumping left and right, without GPS navigation and road signs, they will not get lost at all. After seeing the black Sahara, the thousand-year-old castle, and the crystal mountain along the way, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo arrived at the white Sahara at sunset.

The moment the car door opened, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were almost frozen. The sunset in the Sahara was breathtakingly beautiful. On the white desert, the pure red sun was disappearing little by little. Backpackers from Europe were kissing each other passionately in the sunset, elderly people were sitting quietly back to back, and photography enthusiasts were frantically pressing the shutter buttons in their hands.

Everyone was enjoying the tranquility of the moment. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo's Bedouin brothers had already set up the tent, lit a bonfire and prepared dinner. In the endless desert, smoke was curling up. This long-lost tranquility almost made Yunluo burst into tears.

With the help of simple cooking tools, the Bedouin brothers made Yunluo taste the most delicious rice he had ever eaten in his life. The softness and the fragrance that penetrated his heart, paired with their own roasted chicken legs, the two men miraculously made a dinner that was delicious and tasty. Yunluo's stomach, which had been tortured since he came to Egypt, warmed up at this moment.

After dinner, everyone sat around the campfire. The sky was full of stars, the moon was bright, the evening breeze was blowing, and Arabic music was playing affectionately. In the endless sea of ​​sand, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo opened their hearts and talked, sang, and danced to their heart's content. ... That night, Yunluo, who had been suffering from insomnia, fell asleep in the small tent amid the cries of the little fox until sunrise.

I was awakened by the screams of my companions. The moment I opened the tent, it was sunrise. The sun was rising little by little from the distant horizon, shining brightly. Everything was silent. In the morning light, the devout Adi had already begun the first prayer of the day. The Bedouin brothers got up early and prepared breakfast, including sweet black tea, strong coffee, and crispy pastries.

Facing the sunshine, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo continued to gallop in the endless sea of ​​sand. The golden Sahara suddenly appeared in their vision. The golden fine sand sparkled in the sun. The mirage in the distance was looming without any impurities. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo rolled and jumped like children.

Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo, who believed they had been to some places and had seen some of the world, were completely conquered by this golden sea of ​​sand.

Before leaving the desert, the Bedouin brothers carefully sorted out the scattered garbage. To them, this desert carries the livelihood of their ancestors and they have an obligation to protect it. Thinking of the dirtiness and mess in Cairo, Yun Luo couldn't help but wonder: What exactly is civilization?

After two days in the desert no-man's land, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo walked out of the Sahara hinterland and continued to head south of Egypt. Green plants, cattle and pedestrians finally appeared outside the car window. God created the Sahara because of the tears of his lover, but he did not forget to leave a few oases in this year-round rainless desert.

It provides a habitat for lovers and allows them to reproduce. Desert people can better understand the Cistanche behind this barren land. On their faces, which are wrinkled by wind and sand, there is never any anxiety or irritability, but only indifference and determination. They build their own oasis of survival into a lush and green one, and when they see visitors from afar, they give their all to them, enthusiastic but not flattering.

Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo arrived at the Dhakala Oasis at noon. There seemed to be only one street, one restaurant, and one school. The sun was glaring. It was the hottest time of the day in the desert. No one had the energy to say a word. Walking into a restaurant with a tourist sign, I felt a chill.

The doors and windows are open, so there is no air conditioning. There is not even a fan overhead. The houses built by the desert people with the unique stones of the Sahara are tall and thick. The sunlight cannot easily penetrate the walls. The inside and outside of the house are completely different. The locals are leisurely smoking hookahs, drinking black tea, and playing Egyptian mahjong.

No one was surprised by the arrival of Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo. Wherever they looked, they were greeted with only faint smiles.

After a simple lunch, I walked to the street and saw the very red apples I bought in Alexandria. I thought that in such a desert with a lack of water, the price of this kind of fruit should be surprisingly expensive. After asking nervously, the answer I got was 5 Egyptian pounds per pound. Yunluo was afraid that he had heard it wrong.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

I typed 5 on the calculator and confirmed it again. It was still the same answer. In Alexandria, the big red apples cost 35 Egyptian pounds per pound, but here they only cost one-seventh of the price? I believe that even if the desert people quoted 50 Egyptian pounds, Yun Luo would think it was reasonable. But it only cost 5 Egyptian pounds, and everyone bought a lot.

The cheapest fruit that Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo ate in Egypt was actually in the Sahara Desert. Is it that the prices in the city are too high, or are the people in the desert too simple and honest?

While Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo were sighing, many children came over from the opposite side, apparently on their way to school. During the trip to Egypt, the kind-hearted Yuanyuan always had gifts for the children in her bag. Pens, candies, chocolates, and biscuits were distributed to the children they met during the trip. When they responded with grateful smiles, Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo felt very happy.

When these things, which Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo's children had already sneered at, were handed to the local children, they were so happy, and the smiles on their faces moved everyone in Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo. When Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo left, there was a small figure waving his hands behind the car.

It was once imprinted in Yunluo's mind and could not be erased. In Egypt today, even in the desert, the gifts given by Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo are commonplace for local children. It's just that these children who grew up listening to prayers are used to being grateful and smiling at kind people.

Sitting in the car, they could not help feeling melancholy. In the highly civilized city where Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo lived, they were less and less used to smiling at strangers, and more and more used to ignoring everything that happened around them. Nalan Shiqi and Yunluo even kept telling their children about it.

This society is very sinister. It makes them be on guard against every stranger, tells them that there is no free lunch in the world, and makes them refuse to accept any kindness offered by others, and righteously conclude that there must be a huge trap behind it. And in just a few days in the desert. (To be continued...)