Egyptian Mythology: Daily Life of the Desert God

The end of the Nile.

It is also the end of the earth.

Nephthys looked at this place, it was very desolate.

This was Nephthys's first feeling, because there was nothing else at the end of the Nile except some withered plants.

Most importantly, there are no intelligent creatures at the source of the Nile.

However, Nephthys knew that He would not lie about what they were planning.

From this, she took out the palm-long fangs.

"Tsk, that disgusting smell!"

The next moment, a disgusted male voice sounded behind Nephthys.

Nephthys was shocked and instantly wrapped herself in divine power, then turned and looked behind her.

I saw a male god wearing a golden goose feather divine crown, a handsome face, and a black and white skirt.

Seeing this, Nephthys became more vigilant and even stepped back.

Because she has never seen the god before her among the gods!

"I won't do anything to you." The male god looked at Nephthys and the teeth in Nephthys' hand with disgust.

"Who are you?" Nephthys retracted the teeth in his hand and asked warily.

Hearing this, the male god raised his eyebrows: "Why, you don't know who I am?"

Nephthys didn't answer, just stared at the strange god in front of him.

"I am Amon." Amon said his name and said, "Tell me, why are you coming to me with a dirty breath?"

dirty? !

For a moment, Nephthys hated this god named Amon.

However, considering the business, she said.

"He asked me to tell you that the underworld has been eroded by the god Ra, and you must take action as soon as possible."

After saying that, Nephthys took out the tusk and threw it to Amon.

Amon no longer looked disgusted, took the tusk, and said solemnly: "The underworld has really been eroded?"

"Yes." Nephthys nodded.

"I know." Amon said, thinking about something.

"When are you going to take action?" Nephthys was not satisfied with the answer.

What she wanted was an exact time.

"Wait until I get enough power of faith." Amon put away his tusks and said, "Only if I have enough power of faith for support."

"In order to awaken Him briefly."

"So, go back and wait."

After saying that, Amon disappeared.

Nephthys could not see how He could leave, nor what authority He had.

This made Nephthys both reassured and worried.

It was reassuring to know that a god with such power had the same plan as hers.

Naturally, they were worried about their own safety. After all, there was no contract between them.

Making a mental decision to avoid contact in the future, Nephthys left.

a few days later.

Yellow Sand Temple.

Set put down the papyrus in his hand and looked at Shu, the God of Order.

"Today is the seventh day."

Without raising his head, Shu looked at the secret information about other gods revealed by a certain god, and hummed in passing.

Seth was used to Shu's response.

After the reminder, Set looked forward to the coming of night.

He had not entered the underworld for seven days.

Every day Isis and Osiris change part of the desert landscape.

The continued loss of power in the desert made Seth's thoughts of destroying everything appear more and more frequently.

He must go to the underworld as soon as possible, make up for the lost territory, and integrate the power of faith accumulated in seven days.

In an oasis near the heart of the desert.

Eight men with ugly faces led the camels into the market.

These eight people were the same group of people who found the mummy before.

"Boss, what should we do now?" The little man said in a low voice with a face on his face: "I don't want to give up that gold nugget as big as a human head!"

The man in the lead glanced at him and said, "Take the clothes left by the mummy to find the woman."

"She should recognize the clothes her husband is wearing."

Upon hearing this, the little man immediately smiled and praised the boss for being smart.

However, the leading man became increasingly dissatisfied with him.

The mummy was left in the care of the little man the night before they arrived at the oasis.

The problem was that when I woke up the next day, the mummy was gone.

Only the clothes of the mummified body were neatly left.

They searched the nearby desert but found no mummy.

Although this thing is very strange, it probably has nothing to do with the little man.

But the man who took the lead was still dissatisfied with his attitude.

I don’t have the slightest sense of messing up!

The man in the lead was angry and felt like his breath was itching.

On the other side, four well-dressed women also arrived at the oasis.

They don't look good either.

A tall woman looked remorseful and scratched her neck from time to time.

Her neck felt itchy when she breathed.

later.

A wooden house in the center of the market.

Goya, the market manager of the tribe that occupies this oasis, looked annoyed.

Looking at the man who came to him to ask for an explanation, Goya said: "Someone has already found the body of the woman's husband."

"That woman has also confirmed it with her own eyes."

"She gave the gold nugget to the person who found the body, and left the tribe with the slaves and the body."

"Impossible!" The man rejected it emotionally.

This man is the leading man among the eight people.

They sold some gold, and after they found the buyer with the greatest demand, he took the clothes of the mummy to exchange for gold.

However, when I arrived, I was told that someone had already brought the body back.

And, the woman paid the gold nugget and left with the body.

But that was impossible, the body they found matched all the descriptions of the woman!

Whether it’s the tent or the appearance of the mummy!

It's impossible for everything to match so well, but the mummy is not the woman's husband, right? !

He stared at the market managers in front of him, suspecting that there was something wrong with them.

At this time, a slave shouted outside: "Lord Goya, someone said they found a body again."

Upon hearing this, Goya and the leading man were both stunned.

Then, Goya was full of sarcasm, another liar.

The leading man was angry.

He also thought that the person coming this time was a liar, and the arrival of this person made him look like a liar!

"Let them in." Goya glanced at the leading man mockingly and said loudly.

"Yes." The slave responded.

After a while, four women with slightly dark skin and nervous expressions walked in.

The oldest among them walked in front, carrying a cloth bag.

"Lord Goya," the women said in unison.

Goya looked at the visitor, his face still full of ridicule.

The leading man on one side was very angry and wanted to teach these four women a lesson later.