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"Osiris, Judge of Hell?" The two evil spirits of the Wen family asked in confusion after hearing Li Zhen's explanation.

"Well, an authoritarian." Li Zhen made no secret of his interest.

"How are you sure?" Dean asked, frowning in confusion.

"Don't forget that I lived with God for a period of time. I heard his glorious deeds told by Ge Ya no less than a hundred times!" Li Zhen recalled those unbearable days, and he wanted to change Ka Wen's life to a new one. The angel who created him was beaten to death ten thousand times!Ge Ya's nagging words were only rivaled by Deadpool in Li Zhen's memory!

Well, wait until Deadpool appears and create an opportunity for him and Ge Ya to spend some time together alone to see which one is the meaner!

"Zhen? What are you thinking of?" Dean asked as he watched Li Zhen suddenly fall into thinking.

"Oh, it's nothing, I suddenly remembered something." Li Zhen came back to his senses and continued: "Do you still remember the war between heaven and the Egyptian pantheon that the God of Death mentioned?"

Dean and Sam nodded, and Li Zhen continued: "You can also guess from the Bible that heaven won the battle between gods. The Egyptian pantheon suffered heavy casualties, the sun god - La, the wind god - Xiu, the god of death - Ah Nubis and other major gods all fell, but some minor gods still escaped. Osiris, the judge of hell, is one of them."

"Then why do you say he is an authoritarian?" Sam asked, grasping the key to the problem.

"According to records, he can see people's hearts clearly and use scales to measure people's guilt. If you are found to be a little bit guilty, then he will drag you into his court." Li Zhen recounted the original sentence What Ya said: "He is the only judge, jury, and executioner in the court. He has not accepted the defendant's rebuttal!"

"Wow, what a dictator!" Dean scoffed.

"So, how should we find him?" Sam asked.

"We need a bait, Dean?" Li Zhen looked at Dean with a smile.

"What? Why me?" Dean expressed dissatisfaction: "I don't have the slightest sense of guilt!"

Sam and Li Zhen didn't speak when they heard this, they just looked at him with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go, I'll go!" Dean felt uncomfortable looking at the strange looks from Sam and Li Zhen, and raised his hands helplessly in surrender.

"OK, then tonight you go to the bar where the victims stayed! Try to show your guilt!" Sam clapped his hands and finalized the plan.

Midnight, in the bar.

Sam and Li Zhen sat in the dark, looking at Dean sitting on the bar drinking.

"To be honest, I really doubt he can remember our plan. No matter how I look at it, I feel like he is pretending to be disappointed to attract the attention of beautiful women!" Li Zhenman drank a glass of beer and said to Sam with a smile.

"Believe me, he didn't mean it. He just had a romantic temper and subconsciously flirted with girls." Sam also complained.

"Then the reason why you don't go to bars often is because Dean always grabs the attention of beautiful women? It makes you have no sense of existence?" Li Zhen suddenly asked Sam curiously.

"I just like to study! I can't stand reading here!" Sam smiled unnaturally and quickly changed the subject: "Look, someone is following Dean out!"

Sam and Li Zhen hurriedly paid and followed out, but Dean was nowhere to be found!

"Damn it! We're a step too late!" Sam said depressedly.

Li Zhen also opened his eyes: "I can't feel Dean's breath anymore. It seems like someone covered him on purpose!"

"Apple orchard! Quick, let's go!" Sam thought deeply, then suddenly had an idea and shouted quickly.

Apple orchard, in the warehouse.

When Dean wakes up from his coma, he finds himself tied to a chair, surrounded by tall kobold statues! "No, man, there are so many things and you only notice the broken symbols?"

"First time meeting, Mr. Winchester." A bald man holding a scepter and wearing ancient Egyptian clothing spoke.

"Osiris?" Although Dean was asking, his tone was affirmative. "What? A sober person doesn't dare to move, but he only sneaks up on drunk people?"

"Haha, I have to be careful. After all, I can smell the breath of the angel next to you from eight streets away!" Osiris said with a wise smile.

"Oh? Your dead master even handed over his special skills to you? Or did you steal his dog's nose from the death knight?" Dean decisively turned on the taunting halo.

"Don't confuse me with that idiot Anubis. In the underworld, he is in charge of the dead souls, and I am in charge of judging! There is no superior-subordinate relationship." Osiris said displeased.

"Hmph." Dean sneered and said provocatively: "I heard that you are good at measuring people's inner guilt. So what do you want from me?"

"Dean Winchester, don't try to hide. The guilt in your heart is almost overflowing!" A horizontal eye appeared on Osiris's forehead, and a golden light shone on Dean: "Whether it's your brother Sam, your friend Cassidio, or those who have been hurt by you. The guilt in your heart ranks among the top three people I judge!"

"Guilt for me? I really didn't see it! Dean. What have you done to apologize to me?" At this moment, Sam suddenly walked into the court.