[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

Chapter 353: Transmigrating into the Egyptian God Chapter: The Slave Trader Who Ended Miserably (31)

When I saw the figure behind the camel, my ominous premonition came true.

The man is wearing a crown and has a pair of half-folded eagle wings on his back. Who else could it be but Horus?

"Ahhh! Why are you guys everywhere? I admire you and your father so much. It's such a rare chance for you to spend some time alone together!" Seth scratched his hair in annoyance and glared at Horus with red eyes.

He first bypassed him and pulled Qi Heng to the camel in the middle of the caravan. He carefully sent the man up and told him to sit down and rest. Then he hurried to Horus and gritted his teeth.

"What do you want with my caravan?!"

A look of not being able to explain the reason, tearing your expression apart.

It’s hard-earned time alone, so it’s better to use your real body, which is much more comfortable than using your useless clone!

His only thought now was to get rid of Horus and keep the newly appointed king of Egypt away from his small caravan, preferably never to show up again.

Horus looked at Set and shook his head, "I'm not here to see you, uncle." He paused and looked at Qi Heng who was looking back at him on the camel's back, and raised his voice.

"My mother suddenly fell into a coma and could not be awakened no matter what method I used... I am willing to pay a high price to ask Qi Heng to go to the temple to treat my mother."

Qi Heng wanted to nod, but thinking about the original owner's identity, he looked at Seth and threw the decision to him.

"I am the most loyal believer of the Lord God. I will go as long as the Lord God agrees."

In this world, the most fearful thing is to be discovered as an outsider. Once discovered, not only will the heavens but even the local gods will destroy you without leaving any trace.

The original owner had openly trafficked slaves under the name of believing in Set, as if Set, the god of the desert, was his biggest escape route, and no matter how many sins he committed, Set would always cover them for him.

Isn't it a cover? Almost half of the sins of all slave traders and the huge resentment of dead slaves will be directed at Set. Although he didn't do it, there is no doubt that he is the initiator and the source of all the beginnings.

The original owner kept deceiving himself, and over time the false gradually became true.

In the original owner's memory, even if he went to the underworld and was thrown into a frying pan, and was in so much pain that his face turned pale and he looked like a monster, as long as his voice was still there, he would persist in praying for Set, the god of the desert, to save him.

He always claimed that he did everything for Seth, the original owner's memory, and sometimes Qi Heng felt disgusted just by looking at him for one more second.

Now, the original owner's actions made Qi Heng feel more at ease. He threw all the problems he couldn't decide to Seth. After all, the Lord God was right beside him and he might as well make use of them.

Seth naturally took over the conversation, crossed his arms and spoke in a haughty tone.

Even though he lost his throne and was riddled with sin, this lord still lived a good life.

Being looked at by Horus, Set did not dodge or evade, but let him look at him

"Don't worry, Xiao Qiheng, I will accompany you even if you go to the temple.

Oh, yes, you have to pass by the temple on your way there."

The Temple of the Sun is referred to by Set as 'there'

Horus frowned, not understanding what was said, but when he thought about Qi Heng's healing skills and his mother's critical condition, he suppressed his doubts deep in his heart.

"Please come with me, the camels are too slow."

After he finished speaking, he spread his wings, flew into the air, lowered his eyes and waited quietly for Seth and Qi Heng.

"Tsk, he is such a good son who cares about his mother."

Seth reluctantly approached Qi Heng, and remembered something, so he reminded her through voice transmission: "Treat Isis, remember to treat her slowly over several days."

The Temple of the Sun is just to the east and it's impossible to get away. There's no need to rush. Let Xiao Qiheng treat Isis slowly and I'll make a lot of money from her.

I will give you all the money when the time comes. Oh, and the gold coins from the last treatment are also in the temple. I will take them out when we get there. 】

Qi Heng nodded, and then hesitated as he thought of something. [Seth, don't push me too far.]

The sand condensed into a chariot, with two huge winged crocodiles tied to the front of the chariot.

Seth jumped onto the chariot, stretched out his hand to Qi Heng, and his smile was full of tenderness that was hard to detect.

"Don't worry, I won't put you in danger."

As long as Qi Heng was around, Seth would be cautious and restrained. Anyone with eyes could see that he cared about Qi Heng.

Seth didn't dare to make trouble when Qi Heng was around. He was afraid that his anger would implicate Qi Heng. If anything happened to Qi Heng, Seth guaranteed that he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The crocodile's wings spread out, and at the same time a whirlwind rose up, dragging the chariot high into the sky.

Horus flew in front to lead the way, with the chariot following closely behind.

After the divine power blocked the strong wind, the two little ones in the bag poked their heads out. After making sure the environment was safe, the bird and the clay figurine flew to Qi Heng's shoulders and accompanied him to watch the scenery.

Horus, sensing a familiar breath, turned around and saw the fat bird on Qi Heng's shoulder with a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Horus' wings were given by Nut, the goddess of the sky, and therefore he was extremely sensitive to Nut's breath.

Throughout the rest of the process, Horus was paying attention to the little fat bird's actions. He saw it rub its head against the man's cheek and chirp in a flattering tone.

He also teases the little clay figurines that tend to daydream from time to time.

At some point, the lifeless eyes of the clay figure lit up as if a soul had come back to life, and Horus was startled when he felt the familiar breath again!

The Earth God Geb actually released a clone as well! ?

The two gods have never been so close to their own children, right?

Horus suddenly felt a sense of absurdity, a sense of absurdity that the whole world was unreal.

The clay figure seemed to not like being so far away from the earth. The whole person looked a little wilted. After Qi Heng rubbed his head, he raised his head listlessly and rubbed back.

[Hey, have you seen enough? If you have, turn around! ]

Set's voice transmission made Horus, who was about to say something, shut up again. He temporarily withdrew his gaze and continued to lead the way.

It is not advisable to talk at high altitudes, he reminded himself.

Sleeping Hall

Isis lay quietly in the middle of the big bed, her eyes closed, her hands folded, and her complexion... so pale that it was scary.

"What's the condition of your mother?" Before the treatment began, Qi Heng wanted to know the whole story.

"Isis suddenly fainted a month ago and has been in a deep sleep ever since. I asked all the doctors in the temple to come and treat her, but unfortunately no miracle happened...

It is like pollution, all over the mother's body."

Qi Heng saw Horus was sad and scratched his chin awkwardly, "…I can only say that I will try my best."

"Well, please."

"If you don't have time to waste on that, you can finish the treatment this morning." Seth reminded from the side, with an unhappy tone.

Qi Heng nodded to indicate that what he said made sense, and he reached out and lightly touched the back of Isis's hand. A trace of light power rose up and penetrated into Isis' body.

The divine power can occasionally become Qi Heng's eyes. Through the divine power wandering in Isis' body, he can roughly see the situation inside, and he can't help but be shocked!

Such a strong foul smell?!

Fortunately, the power of light has a purifying effect. Qi Heng carefully helped Isis clean up the impurities while paying close attention to the condition of this body.

He stopped only when he was mentally exhausted, and just as he drew back his strength, he saw Horus standing beside the bed.

Qi Heng: "I can only help her clean up the dirt, but I'm not sure when she will wake up."

“How long will it take to clean up?”

"Five days." Only about one-fifth was cleaned today.

Horus held his mother's hand, and when he was sure that the filth had really been reduced, he half-knelt in front of Qi Heng in excitement.

"Thank you..." Horus used honorifics, proving that he completely recognized Qi Heng's strength in his heart.

After he finished speaking, he raised his head, and his azure blue eyes under the crown stared at Qi Heng's cheek with unprecedented concentration.

From an outsider's perspective, those who didn't know would think that Horus was going to confess his love to his mother by her bedside.

Seth's alarm bells rang, and he rushed forward to block the naked and ambiguous sight.