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The Nile River is a great gift from the Sun God to the sons and daughters of Egypt. It runs through the whole of Egypt, not only bringing fertile soil to Egypt, but also a road connecting the world and the world of the afterlife.

In Egypt, there has been such a saying.

When the human body dies, the soul will be guided by the gods they enshrined in front of them, and then flow down the Nile to another world.

And the body will be sent to the west bank of the Nile.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

This unchanging law made the Egyptians firmly believe that the place where the sunset is the city of the dead is the most suitable place for burial.

As the eldest son of the previous pharaoh and the eldest brother of this pharaoh, Saixi Tours is not a ruler, but as a member of the royal family and as the guide of the gods, his status is naturally very honorable, so his body will also be buried. The mummy was made and buried in the tomb next to the Valley of the Kings.

Fu Zhenhong came to the ship of Amenhotep IV from the ship of the Hittite twins Choatejano and Supiroliuma. The man who was in charge of the helm was a man who looked young but was of considerable stature. Strong young man.

Fu Zhenhong walked to the side of the young man and motioned him to drive faster.

How could the young man have the opportunity to stand so close to Nefertiti? He heard Nefertiti's voice, and it was obvious that the Lord was telling him to drive faster, but the tension and excitement surged in his head. Instead, his palms were covered with sweat. Instead of increasing his speed, his speed dropped a lot because of his restlessness.

"Sure enough, the charm of the envoy is really great."

The voice of Amenhotep IV came from behind Fu Zhenhong.

Every time Amenhotep IV addressed Fu Zhenhong as the envoy, his tone was always a bit weird, and there was an indescribable sense of ridicule or irony in his deep and magnetic voice.

Fu Zhenhong turned around and saw that Amenhotep IV was leaning against a stone and wooden pillar, with his back resting casually against the pillar, arms crossed, looking at Fu Zhenhong with a half-smile .

Fu Zhenhong didn't speak, he ignored Amenhotep IV's eyes and walked in front of him.

Amenhotep IV immediately stretched out his arms, blocking Fu Zhenhong's path, "Nefertiti, let's have a good talk."

In the same sentence, Amenhotep IV also said this to Zhenhong not long ago. The only difference is that there was no accident at that time.

Fu Zhenhong lowered his eyes slightly, and glanced at the arm in front of him. After a moment of silence, he turned his head to look at the owner of the arm, and his voice was as cold as a knife's edge: "It's best to deal with Saixi Tours with you." Nothing to do."

Amenhotep IV asked back: "Do you think the death of Saixi Tours has something to do with me?"

"Whether it matters or not, you know best." Fu Zhenhong stared straight into Amenhotep IV's eyes: "You are the one who sent someone to hold me hostage, which makes me doubt your motives. "

"You know, I did that just to prevent you from going to Abydos," Amenhotep IV replied, "Abydos is an infected area, and I don't want you to be in any danger."

At the end, he added another sentence: "If you don't take stronger measures, there is no way to stop you."

Fu Zhenhong sneered: "Then should I thank you?"

Amenhotep IV shook his head lightly: "Nefertiti, the relationship between us should not be so tit for tat."

Fu Zhenhong heard the words, but did not make any further response. He withdrew his gaze and avoided the arm that Amenhotep IV had stretched out.

And at this moment, a gust of evening wind happened to blow, and Fu Zhenhong's loose hair behind her fluttered slightly with the gust of wind. There was a kind of itch that seemed to be absent.

Amenhotep IV's fingertips curled up subconsciously, as if trying to catch the touch that flowed from between his fingers, but in the end there was nothing.

He lowered his head and glanced at the palm of his hand, then at the back of the person who had left. He didn't know what suddenly came to his mind, so he laughed softly.

Nefertiti doesn't belong to him?

Then he, Amenhotep IV, wanted to grab it, he wanted to grab Nefertiti's hand, and he wanted to grab Nefertiti.

If Nefertiti is a god from the clouds, then he will severely drag Nefertiti out of this secular world and drag her to his side.

The pharaoh and the envoy should be the most suitable pair.

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The City of the Dead, where the undead of Upper and Lower Egypt were buried, was in the rugged valley on the west bank of the Nile. After Fu Zhenhong got off the boat, she took a carriage again. By the time they arrived at the City of the Dead, the night had completely receded.

Saixi Tours is the guide of God and a member of the royal family, but the team responsible for transporting his body is not particularly large. One is because of his sudden death, and the servants who need to put the ornaments in the tomb for burial have not had time to move. Come.

The second is because his body was transported directly from Abydos, and the people transported were all attendants who had not been infected by the disease after he went to Abydos.

The eyes of these people were full of disappointment, and their dark faces were covered with wind, frost and fatigue. They who had survived from Abydos couldn't give birth to a gleam of joy after traveling all night and the death of their master.

In the middle of the team, four people were carrying a coffin together. Walking beside the coffin was a rather handsome young man with low eyebrows and tightly closed lips, exuding a depressed atmosphere.

Fu Zhenhong remembered this person. He was the attendant of Saixi Tours, and he was the chief guard of Saixi Tours. He had heard that Saixi Tours called this person Latwa.

And Latwa's expression is enough to explain who is lying in the coffin.

Without any hesitation, Fu Zhenhong quickly walked towards the team.

After the people in the team saw Fu Zhenhong, there was finally a gleam of color in their deathly pupils, their eyes lit up, and they called out in unison, Mr. Angel.

Fu Zhenhong responded and came to the coffin.

"Open the coffin," he said to Latva.

As soon as Fu Zhenhong said this, the eyes of the people around him widened in surprise, and they began to wonder if they heard it wrong.

It is extremely unlucky in Egypt if the coffin storing the corpse is opened before the funeral team enters the tomb.

Because this may not only prevent the souls of the sleepers in the coffin from reaching the afterlife world, but may also make those who insist on opening the coffin be cursed by the undead.

Although Latwa was not as shocked as the others, he still showed hesitation, "My lord envoy, the opening of the coffin..."

"Open it." Fu Zhenhong didn't want to talk nonsense.

Latva's hand hanging by his side tightened, and finally opened the closed coffin obediently.

The coffin lid was tilted on the ground, and there was a dull sound. Fu Zhenhong could clearly see the man lying in the coffin.

It was his familiar face, but the originally handsome and gentle face would no longer smile at him.Saixi Tours in the coffin clasped his hands on his lower abdomen, his lips were pale, and his face was also a little gray.

Fu Zhenhong just stood by the coffin and looked at Saixi Tours quietly without saying a word.The golden mask covered his face, and no one else could see the changes in his expression from under the mask.

But those around her knew Nefertiti was sad.The envoy of God and Lord Saixi Tours should have completed their wedding in the near future. They will be a couple who are envied and envied by everyone.

However, an accident shattered it all.

Master Cecy Tours left the place where Nefertiti was, and went to the afterlife alone.

The lonely envoy who was worshiped and admired by them was left behind.

Latva clenched his lips and knelt down. He looked up at Nefertiti who hadn't said a word since he saw the body of Master Cecitus, with a sad expression on his face, as if he was about to cry. The same: "My lord envoy, please punish me, I am the one who failed to protect Lord Saixitus."

Fu Zhenhong was still silent. At this moment, his gaze was on Saixi Tours' neck, and near his Adam's apple, Fu Zhenhong saw a red flower.

The red flower seemed to seep from the blood in the skin, and it was unusually bright red and eye-catching.

Fu Zhenhong thought of the letters that Saixi Tours wrote to him during this period of time. In one of the letters, Saixi Tours mentioned that he saw a piece of land that he had never seen before in the south of Abydos. safflower.

In his letter, he wrote that the red flowers are very fragrant, and the stamens are light yellow, as delicate as willows.

Thinking of this, Fu Zhenhong took a closer look at the pattern on Saixi Tours's neck. After thinking for a few seconds, she leaned over and gently placed her hand on the pulse of Saixi Tours' wrist.

Fu Zhenhong closed her eyes and felt the pulse under her fingertips.

[What's wrong, Xiaohong? ]

[not dead. ] Or it was not completely dead, maybe it was the reason for the red flower on his neck.

[Then what are you going to do now?Do you want to save him? ]

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer. In fact, he was also thinking about this question.In the end, it is time to follow the information from the Space-Time Administration, let Cecy Tours sleep forever, and record it in the picture book of history in the name of death.

Or use his ability as an envoy to make Saixi Tours, who was in a state of suspended animation and frozen, survive in another way.

Although her gaze was on Saixi Tours, Fu Zhenhong could clearly feel the gazes of other people staring at him. Among them, the gaze on the right back was particularly strong.

That was the gaze of Amenhotep IV.

Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips lightly, and made a decision in her heart.

Under the amazed and amazed eyes of these people, he awakened the snake that had returned to his wrist after he left the ship of the Hittite twins.

The red cobra stretched its upper body and stared at Fu Zhenhong. Fu Zhenhong stroked the snake's head.

"Go." Fu Zhenhong said to it.

The red snake obediently slid across Fu Zhenhong's palm, came to Saixi Tours' chest, and then slid up and stopped at Saixi Tours' Adam's apple.

Fu Zhenhong nodded.

In the next second, the red snake bit Saixi Tours' throat, and began to suck the blood of Saixi Tours.

Seeing this, Latwa's pupils shrank suddenly: "My lord envoy!"

Fu Zhenhong didn't give any explanation, but glanced at the agitated Latva out of the corner of her eye.

Latwa was taken aback, lowered his eyes, clenched his hands, and fell silent instantly.

The Lord Envoy of God is the most important person of Lord Saixi Tours, he knows that no matter what the Lord God Envoy does to Lord Saixi Tours, Lord Saixi Tours is willing.

He has no right to stop the envoy of the gods, let alone stop the envoy of the gods.

Seeing that Latva remained silent, the others all swallowed back the words that were about to be said in their mouths.But they were still shocked in their hearts. Although they knew that Nefertiti, as the messenger of God, must have very mysterious and powerful abilities, they never expected that Nefertiti could drive the cobra that only pharaohs could control since ancient times.

The snake is status, a symbol of kingship...

It is a natural ability given to the blood of the ruler by God Amon.

And Nefertiti, their envoy, and this ability, does it mean that the envoy...

These people dare not think about the subsequent guesses.

Amenhotep IV stood not far away, watching this scene, his eyes half fascinated, "Gary, do you believe in the power of angels?" He asked the chief guard behind him.

Gary replied truthfully: "My lord has a mysterious power that ordinary people don't have."

"Then do you think it is possible for a dead person to be resurrected?"

This time, Gary did not answer immediately, but glanced at Nefertiti in front of him, and the red cobra had returned to Nefertiti's hand.

It wrapped around the slender white wrist quietly, like an exquisite decoration.

Gary said: "Since the dead person has gone to the past, the channel of reality will not be opened for him."

"Is that so..." Amenhotep IV thought in his eyes, and then he smiled softly, "That's true."

After the words were finished, Amenhotep IV walked towards Fu Zhenhong, "Nefertiti," he shouted, and after Fu Zhenhong looked at him, he said slowly, "Since you have confirmed , then we should have a good talk.”

Fu Zhenhong said coldly, "What do you want to talk about?"

"Talk about your future with mine."