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

Chapter 346: Transmigrating into the Egyptian God Chapter: The Slave Trader Who Ended Miserably (24)

He regarded all this as a joke, a means for Set to take revenge on Nephthys and himself.

But as time went by, he watched Set fall little by little, and his love for that false god grew day by day.

In the third round, he finally couldn't sit still anymore.

Using the corpses of his prey as a medium, Osiris resurrected those corpses, gave them orders, killed Set, and pulled Set into the underworld.

But when the false god appeared at the edge of the hunting ground, the monster began to lose control and even gave up executing orders on its own initiative.

Osiris was very angry, but then he thought that although it was a pity that it was not Set who came down, it was also a disguised way of achieving his goal.

The neck under his palm was fragile and would break with a snap if Osiris exerted a little force.

“Ahem… Let me go… Please let me go! I just entered the underworld by mistake… Ahem! I didn’t do anything bad…to the underworld!”

The man struggled desperately, his eyes full of desire for life.

No...how can I let him die like this? If you dare to seduce Set, you must be prepared to live a life worse than death.

Osiris had a cold face, pinched Qi Heng and disappeared into the alley.

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Anonymous user: My uncle is not dead, thank goodness! Bastard Osiris! I hope he will always love Set but never get him!

Anonymous 120 user: ??? Huh? Who loves who but can't get it? Am I seeing things?

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Before losing consciousness, Qi Heng thought he was going to suffocate to death.

There are gods in this world, but he still died in the underworld. The underworld is full of ghost energy, so he should have turned into a ghost directly, right?

It's okay to become a ghost. As long as you still have the memories and the system, you can continue to find ways to escape from this world... Yes.

When Qi Heng regained consciousness again, he was locked in a dungeon.

Bao and the three little guys were all gone, leaving only Qi Heng.

The dungeon is small and cramped, the soul does not need to excrete, and eating food only increases the ghost energy. Therefore, there is no such thing as a toilet in the dungeon of the underworld. Apart from some moldy and damp smell, there is no stench and it is bearable.

Wearing the hood for a long time is very stuffy. Now that I have been caught, there is no need to wear it anymore...

Thinking of this, Qi Heng took off his hood and hid in a corner of the cell.

The man's messy black hair covered his eyebrows, his lips were cracked, and there was scattered stubble on his chin. His temperament was very decadent and sad, but also inexplicably very attractive.

How to escape? Qi Heng lowered his eyes and thought.

There aren’t that many ghosts locked up in the dungeons of the underworld. After all, how could being locked up be as torturous as being thrown directly into a frying pan and fried?

Frying them two or three times is more effective than being locked up for more than ten years. Over time, there are fewer and fewer ghosts in the dungeon.

Now there are only a few kids left who made mistakes but they were not serious, not to the point of getting fried or having their tongues pulled out, so they can only be locked up for a few years.

Now there is one more guy in the prison, which means the workload of the prison guards has increased. It would be a lie to say that there is no resentment.

The cell fence was kicked hard, and Qi Heng, who was sleeping at night, was awakened. His stomach made a rumbling sound. He was very hungry. He had been in this cell for a day and a night, and no one had brought him food.

Qi Heng was suddenly awakened and was in a daze for a while before he slowly sat up.

"What? That person caught a living person and left him here without caring about him?"

"Don't you know yet? Lord Hades's target is not this living person at all, but the three ancestors in his package! The ancestors are difficult to serve. I heard that the temple has changed several batches of servants."

"So he is useless. We can..."

"It's only been one day since I was locked up, so I can't move. Let's see how things go..."

The door was opened, and two ghosts dressed in jailer uniforms stepped into the already small cell.

Qi Heng had no intention of paying attention to him. He just raised his head and glanced at the half-open cell door.

Little did he know that it was this raising of his head that allowed the two jailers to see Qi Heng's face clearly.

His scalp tightened and he was forced to lift his head to look at the jailer opposite him.

"Shh... that look is amazing... I get interested just by looking at it. Boss, if I can't eat it, then I can at least touch it, right?"

As he spoke, his hands had already begun to tear Qi Heng's clothes.

"Tsk tsk, what an amazing physique! Hades is so magnanimous that he will surely forgive us for what we did to the prisoner.

Living people have warmth. I haven’t hugged anything warm for a long time. I miss it so much.”

"... "

One of them remained silent since he saw Qi Heng clearly, with an obscure look in his eyes; the other one was tearing his clothes with great interest.

Qi Heng was shocked and couldn't understand why the jailer would do such a thing to the prisoner.

But when Qi Heng felt the jailer's hand kneading his chest, he felt so disgusted that he wanted to vomit. He burst out with the power of light and pushed the guy in front of him away in an attempt to escape from the cell.

Both souls should have dissipated when exposed to the light force. The one that tore his clothes dissipated, but the other one still stood there quietly, allowing the light force to cover his entire body.

Ghost energy is another kind of existence besides the physical body that can maintain the soul's consciousness, and the power of light has the miraculous effect of purifying and expelling ghost energy.

After the ghost aura dissipated, the true face gradually emerged.

After seeing the face clearly, Qi Heng's forehead was full of question marks.

Osiris???

"Seth has been thinking about you, and he's afraid you'll die in prison, so I came down to check on him."

Qi Heng frowned and stepped back, "Lord Pluto, I don't understand what you are saying."

Osiris stared at Qi Heng for a while, then lowered his eyes and sneered.

"The red snake is Set's clone, the bird is Nut, and the clay man is Geb. I don't believe you don't know.

Is it fun to continue playing dumb? Qi Heng, your name is Qi Heng, right? "

Osiris did not miss the confusion in Qi Heng's eyes, and his pupils flashed.

Seeing the guy in front of him approaching, Qi Heng stepped back and his hand touched the railing. He was surprised and wanted to push open the railing door behind him and escape.

He pushed but the door didn't budge. Qi Heng, who clearly remembered that it was not closed tightly, blinked and turned back to check, but his jaw tightened and his whole face was forced to turn towards Osiris.

"They are clamoring to see you. Come with me."

My wrist was grabbed, and when I tried to pull my hand free, it was grabbed even tighter.

Forced to pull closer to Osiris, Qi Heng raised his leg and kicked the man in the crotch with his knee

"I don't have much patience with you, so just obey me. Otherwise, I don't mind killing you and putting the blame on the two dead jailers..."

Qi Heng's body stiffened. He seriously suspected that this was Osiris' original purpose for becoming a jailer and going to prison.

In order to survive, her knee, which was only a few centimeters away from the man, suddenly stopped and retracted stiffly.

He was forcibly dragged out of the underground prison and faced the gazes of a group of temple servants on the roadside. He cursed Osiris countless times in his heart.