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

Chapter 328: Transmigrating into the Egyptian God Chapter: The Slave Trader Who Ended Miserably (6)

Qi Heng covered his chest with his arms, but unfortunately it was only a psychological comfort.

"Why cover up? It's natural for a man to expose his chest. Qi Heng, from today on, change into my Egyptian man's clothes."

"But..." Qi Heng felt embarrassed, thinking back to the times when the original owner had been harassed by the same sex when she wore Egyptian clothes.

There is an imbalance in the ratio of men to women in Egypt, so love between men is not uncommon.

“Everyone wears it like this, it would be weird if you covered it all up.

You know, human curiosity is terrifying. If you continue to cover it up, even this God Lord will become curious, not to mention humans. "

Seth scratched with his hands, revealing the lower half of his face with a sinister smile.

Is it a threat? It is definitely a threat!

Qi Heng immediately knelt on the ground, not daring to hesitate any longer, "I know."

Seth then yawned and waved his hand before his body turned into sand, "Change and come quickly. I'll be waiting for you."

"Yes."

Looking at He Lao, who was lying on the ground with his eyes wide open and already breathless, Qi Heng left without looking back.

When Qi Heng entered the bedroom specially assigned to him in the temple and saw the female slave waiting inside, he was somewhat incredulous.

"Why...why are you here?"

The three women were all slaves under He Lao. He had rescued and helped them more or less before, so he had some impression of them.

“It was the God’s servant who brought us here, saying that you will serve the God from now on, and we will serve you.

I'm so glad that nothing happened to the master."

"Be careful not to say these things. From now on, the uncle will be our master. The master has to serve the Lord God. Let's help the master pick out clothes."

Qi Heng's mouth twitched. "No need to call me master, just Qi Heng or Uncle Qi."

"I know, Uncle Qi."

He was pushed behind the dressing curtain and the Egyptian clothes were brought in.

Only skirts... knee-length men's skirts...

Qi Heng had just changed and had no time to find a basin or a mirror to look at himself when he heard the urging voice of the divine servant outside the door.

There was no choice but to follow the servant to the bedroom, which was where Set rested.

There were only three female slaves left, staring at each other with sparkling eyes.

"Be careful, Uncle Qi, is it really okay to go out like that?"

If other men wear the same clothes that expose their upper body and calves, they will just feel it is normal.

But when it came to Qi Heng's turn, it somehow felt a bit too revealing.

It makes people can't help but let their imagination run wild.

"Maybe...Uncle Qi is more suitable for women's clothing, which is more conservative than men's."

At least women's clothing covers their breasts...

"Be careful, let's apply for some large women's clothing."

"Good idea, Aizi!"

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The strange gazes from all directions made Qi Heng feel uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.

He had no choice but to keep a straight face and act cool to scare off the clergymen who surrounded him.

“The Lord is inside.

On the first day, there will be attendants who serve the Lord of the Gods to demonstrate for you, so please learn carefully.

From now on, this task will be handed over to you."

"…Yes."

A line of sight scanned Qi Heng from top to bottom.

“If the service is over and the Lord God allows you to stay alone, please don’t refuse.

We are believers who believe in God. We are willing to sacrifice our lives for God, not to mention our bodies... right?"

Standing in front of Qi Heng was the highest-ranking clergyman in the temple.

Qi Heng frowned and looked up, meeting the man in front of him.

He never answered, and just as the atmosphere became tense, Sett in the hall became impatient.

"Hey, priest, is that guy here?! Let him in!"

"Yes."

Qi Heng rejected the priest's advice with silence, and could still feel the priest's stare as he passed by sideways.

Sure enough, the original owner was right, he shouldn't wear Egyptian clothes...

Qi Heng resisted the urge to punch him and stepped into the bedroom.

"Who made you in a bad mood?" Seth stood in front of the full-length mirror and saw Qi Heng asking lazily out of the corner of his eye.

"It's just that I'm not used to it." Qi Heng lowered his head and walked to the divine servant behind Set who was helping him take off his gold jewelry to listen to his instruction.

The floor-length mirror was large enough to include Qi Heng and Seth.

Qi Heng concentrated on learning, and the servant would occasionally let Qi Heng try it himself, or help Set take off the earrings and hand ornaments on the other side with his hands.

Even though the novice Qi Heng made a mistake, the servant of God trembled and pulled Qi Heng to kneel on the ground together. Seth showed no sign of getting angry, and just asked the two people to come over and continue with interest.

Finally, all the gold ornaments were removed and stored away. Set shook his head at the servant, motioned Qi Heng to come over, and pointed to his crown.

"Come here, help me get it."

"Yes."

When Qi Heng touched the black animal crown, he found that it was really heavy!

She secretly exhaled, and with great effort she took off the crown, revealing her long red hair hidden by the cloth underneath.

The divine servant hurriedly brought a round plate and asked Qi Heng to put the crown on it neatly.

After going through a series of steps, he was sweating all over. What we mean is that serving others is also a physical job.

There are two men in the mirror, the red-haired Seth is only slightly taller than Qi Heng.

One has snow-white skin, while the other is dark all over, forming a sharp contrast.

But... maybe it was because of the dim candlelight at night, the dark-skinned man attracted more attention...

The divine servant looked at the mirror carefully, his eyes involuntarily glued to Qi Heng's body, his Adam's apple rolling.

"Okay, I'm going to bed, you guys go out." Seth broke the silence. He looked in the mirror to make sure that all the gold jewelry had been removed before nodding with satisfaction.

As for bathing, even the Egyptian gods did not bathe every day.

Seth pointed at Qi Heng and said, "I don't like crowds before bed. Let you come in alone tomorrow."

"But…"

"No buts, just remember the steps." Seth stretched his muscles and bones, and his body turned into sand and flowed to the big bed and lay down. "It's time to sleep."

The next day, three little girls came up to Qi Heng holding Egyptian costumes for women.

"Uncle Qi, try these. They are a good size for you and don't expose your chest at all."

After he went out wearing the clothes, the attention around him not only did not decrease but became even stranger. Qi Heng decisively returned to his residence and changed back into men's clothes.

In this way, Qi Heng served Seth for two whole months. This god lived an incredibly regular life.

Every day he listened to the envoys from various countries paying homage to him. When he was bored, he would go to the armory to choose weapons for his own entertainment. No one could train with him because no human could survive more than two breaths under his hands. All the clergy walked around the training ground.

Looking at the figure wielding the sword, Qi Heng inexplicably felt that the figure was very lonely...

But he was already the ruler of all Egypt, with all the delicious food, fine wine, and beautiful women at his disposal. How could he be lonely?

Qi Heng shook his head, throwing away the random thoughts in his head.

He happened to be passing by and was just going to take a casual look, but he was stopped unexpectedly.

"Hey, can you use a sword?"

Seth didn't look back, fiddling with the sword in his hand.

The July sun was very strong. Qi Heng looked at the sky helplessly. He was rather lazy, so it was obvious that it would be more comfortable to lie in the shade in this kind of weather, right?

"Sorry, Lord God, I can't do that."

Seth threw a long sword inlaid with gems at Qi Heng.

"Then I'll teach you, come up."

Qi Heng caught the sword and said with hesitation that he did not want to practice with the God Lord.

Seth shrugged, "Now, in the entire temple, you are the only one who dares to disobey me.

I'll make you behave yourself as soon as you come up here. I won't kill you, and your healing skills are still very useful."

The wind and sand condensed and swirled from under his feet, forcing Qi Heng to float in the air and land on the martial arts training platform.

With the advantage of angle, Qi Heng discovered that there was a small figure peeking at the corner of the martial arts training ground, while Seth seemed not to notice.

He discovered it, so how could Seth not have discovered it?

“Someone is watching.”

Seth pressed down the animal crown on his head and shrugged indifferently.

"He can watch it if he wants, and he can just ignore it."

Qi Heng made eye contact with the young man hiding behind the weapon rack, and when he saw the face clearly, he subconsciously called out

"Horus, why are you here?"

The child was very alert and immediately shrank back when he was discovered, but he did not run away.

"Horus? Looks like it, right? But he's not him."

Seth positioned his sword and pointed it at Qi Heng, smiling.

"His name is Anubis, and he is my...son.

I taught him swordsmanship very well.

If you can't beat me, you can compete with him and hone your sword skills."

"I will when I have time. Please show mercy, Lord."

"Use all your strength."

The sword light came at him, and Qi Heng struggled to resist.

"You still have some basic skills. Show your abilities and don't be too modest."

On the martial arts training platform, Seth, who had restrained his divine power, and Qi Heng were fighting back and forth.

Behind the weapons rack, Anubis stuck his head out again, observing Set and Qi Heng opposite Set with curiosity.

Really... a lot has changed...

Who could have imagined that in just two months, no more dead bodies were taken out of Set's temple.

The reason for the private rumors was precisely the human who practiced against Set.

How is it done?

Anubis stared at Qi Heng, who was already sweating profusely, and observed him more carefully.