I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

And above, recorded an evil formation that brought him hope.

Gather 9.9 children's heads who died with resentment to form the foundation of the formation, and then use the hearts of 9999 adult men to drive it, and present a saint's bone, and you can gain power beyond ordinary people.

He didn't know what other people thought of this formation, but he firmly believed in it, and felt that he had found the hope of resurrecting his lover and resurrecting his tribe.

In order to collect the materials of the formation, he left the mountain and went to the Central Plains with this secret book.

But at this time in the Central Plains, it is the time when the country is prosperous and the people are peaceful. Where can he find the 9.9 skulls of children who died of resentment.

On the formation, it was clearly explained that these killed formation materials could not come from his hands, otherwise the formation would not be activated.

It's not that he never thought about using his own ability to confuse the emperor, and then let the emperor do all this for himself.

But looking at his appearance, he probably was killed before he got close to the emperor.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, he thought of the countless small countries in the west in the classics, and decided to go to the west to try his luck.

Perhaps it was God's blessing, he was very lucky to meet a guy who was willing to help him.

But in the end, the other party was wiped out by the court before he fulfilled his promise, which made him waste so much time in vain.

Later, he heard that the court came from a nobleman, so he wanted to take this opportunity to establish a relationship with the court.

For this reason, he also took out the results of his years of research, and planned to give the court a meeting gift before contacting the court again.

As a result, the meet and greet failed.

In order not to be held accountable by the court, he continued to travel west, intending to find a suitable partner for cooperation.

However, after traveling to countless countries for several years, they have not found a suitable cooperation target.

A few months ago, when he was about to go to the Ottoman Empire to try his luck, he got a message.

The country he was in came to the west and started massacres. A country with tens of thousands of people was wiped out.

After hearing the news, he took a look at the location of the capital, and found that it was a very suitable place to establish formations.

So he came, and used means to occupy this place, planning to settle down here, build up the formation bit by bit, and resurrect his most beloved person and his closest family members.

As for the corpse of the saint who needs to be sacrificed, he has already selected the target, which is Jesus, who is called a saint by the West.

In fact, when the Kong family was destroyed, he had considered the corpse of Kong Er Er.

But just before he was about to do it, his last bit of reason told him that if he moved this corpse, he would be finished, so he chose to give up and plan to find another one.

Putting the head in his hand on the cart behind him, the cloaked man pulled the cart and continued to walk forward.The cart was full of heads exuding a strong stench of corpses.

The creaking sound of wooden wheels rubbing against each other brought a trace of terror to this silent city.

The cloaked man is like an old farmer in a vegetable garden, stopping every time he walks, picking and rummaging through a pile of corpses.

I laughed happily when I found the one I was satisfied with, and cried when I didn't find the right one.

Stopping and stopping, the cloaked man pulled his vegetable cart to the square in the city.

This place has been cleared and leveled, and trenches have been dug out of the very hard dirt floor.

At every junction of the trench, there is a pit for storing items, and the pits are filled with the heads pulled on the cart of the cloaked man.

one two three...

Throwing the head received today into the pit, looking at the pit of heads, the cloaked man showed a happy smile on his face.

But looking at it, the smile on his skeleton face gradually disappeared, turning into anger and helplessness.

"It's not enough, it's not enough, it's far worse..."

Like a lunatic, he checked pit by pit and counted pit by pit.

"1365, 1366, 1367...2750, 2751!"

When he counted to 2751, he stopped, looked at the half-pitted head, and was in a daze.

"It's so much worse, I still need more, I still need more..."

Muttering to himself, the cloaked man slowly walked into a room next to the square, picked up his luggage, and walked out of Lisbon.

He intends to go to the Gulf of Aden, he is going to find Daming.

He alone is not strong enough, he needs Daming's help.

As the saying goes, when you go out, you rely on your brothers, and in foreign countries, you rely on your fellow villagers. He plans to go to Daming, a fellow villager, and ask him to help him.

As long as Daming is willing to help him, he is willing to give anything except his life.

But when he left, he forgot one important thing.

The black god of death broke out here in Lisbon. As a highly poisonous body, he is not afraid of this virus.

But the problem is that he is not afraid, ordinary people are afraid.

After playing with various corpses for a long time, his body was already covered in black death.

So one can imagine what pleasant surprises he will bring to Western countries along the way.

At the end of December in the third year of Hongxi.

Just as Zhu Zhangui disembarked from Jinling and was about to take the train back to Peiping, the entire western continent fell into panic.

"Grandpa, disaster, disaster is coming, disaster is coming..."

In the early morning, Zheng He, who had just had breakfast and was dealing with government affairs, was interrupted by howling ghosts and wolves.

"Oh!"

Before he could turn his head, the closed door was knocked open by a person, and the governor of Aden, Sashur, rushed in scrambling.

"What's wrong with you? You were kicked out by the dog!"

Sa Xuer is a polite person, as long as he is from the Ming Dynasty, he will greet him with a smile. Today, he is so flustered that Zheng He is a little confused about what happened.

"Grandpa, the Black Death, the Black Death is here!"

Sa Xuer grabbed Zheng He's sleeve, which was really handless, and exclaimed loudly in panic.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap sounded, and a red palm print appeared on Saxu'er's face.

"Are you awake?"

After wiping his hands on the towel on the shelf next to him, Zheng He asked in a flat tone, and at the same time slightly raised the hand he had just wiped.

He heard old folks say that if you encounter such a crazy person, you can just give them two slaps.

"Qing... Qing... sober!"

Zheng He's slap still worked, and Sa Xuer, who was a little flustered, gradually calmed down.

"Tell me what's going on!"

Seeing that the other party was awake, Zheng He sat back on the chair, looked at the government affairs in his hand, and asked what was going on.

"Grandpa, it's the black god of death, coming towards us."

Saxu'er panicked again. When the black god of death was mentioned, her body trembled subconsciously, obviously terrified of it.

Zheng He frowned, "What is a black god of death."

"The black death, which is what we call the plague in our country, is coming to us."

The brush that Zheng He had just picked up abruptly stopped, turned his head to look at Sa Xuer, and asked anxiously, "Someone here is sick!"

Sa Xuer shook her head, "No, I checked before I came here, and there is nothing wrong now."

After finishing speaking, he raised his finger and pointed in the direction of Mecca, swallowed and said in horror: "Mecca has already begun. I heard from a businessman that in the northwestern countries, as long as they are along the coastline, black death erupted. Now every day there are piles of dead people, and some cities have already died."

"According to the information he received, after investigations by various countries, it was found that someone spread it deliberately."

Without waiting for Zheng He to ask, Sasher quickly said: "According to the surveys of Western countries, it is found that the route of the outbreak started from the country of Portugal, then Spain, then France, and then passed through countless coastal cities, bit by bit. come to us."

"Snapped!"

Zheng He raised his hand and gave Sa Xuer another slap.

"You bastard, why did you tell me now? Didn't I ask you to send people to stare at the western countries? Why didn't you inform me about such a big thing?"

Zheng He was so angry.

This bastard didn't tell him about such a big matter until now.

The pirate army under his control is still in the Mediterranean Sea. If they break out of the black death, then this naval squadron will be completely finished.

Without a war, a naval squadron was lost, which made him explain how to explain to Zhu Zhangui, how to explain to the court, and how to explain to the emperor.

At the same time, he also regretted it first. At the beginning, he thought that the skin color of Daming people and Westerners was different, so he couldn't detect information.So he handed over this task to Sa Xuer, wanting the guy who was the first to join him to make more contributions.

It turned out that this guy was lucky, he made such a big mistake before he made any meritorious service.

If the naval squadron and the Ming soldiers stationed in the Gulf of Aden were wiped out, Sasher and Zheng He would be the eternal sinners of Daming.

"My lord, I haven't received the news either. I guess it's because after the outbreak of the Black Death, various countries have blocked cities and roads, preventing our intelligence personnel from sending back the information."

"The businessman who received this news today ran out before the city was closed." After explaining the reason, Sa Xuer finally added, "I have arrested him and all the people accompanying him. , I guess it should be fine, I heard that people who got the black death can only live for two days, they walked all the way for so long and no one died, it should be that they were not infected by the black death."

"You!"

Seeing this guy's innocent appearance, Zheng He angrily slapped him again, and pushed him aside.

Then, ignoring the aggrieved Sa Xuer, he rushed out the door and shouted: "Come on, pass down the order to seal off the entire Aden. Without my order, no one can enter or leave, and those who disobey the order will be killed without mercy!"

Soon, groups of soldiers wearing gas masks and carrying bayonet-mounted rifles began to block the entrances and exits of Aden. At the same time, the residents of the city were also strictly ordered to return home and not to wander around.

To be on the safe side, Zheng He also ordered that the disinfectant left by Zhu Zhangui be sprinkled all over Aden, and no corners, even the toilets, should be spared.

Looking at the soldiers who were spraying disinfectant with watering cans, Zheng He couldn't help feeling grateful.

At the beginning, Zhu Zhangui left this batch of disinfectant on the grounds that Westerners do not like bathing and are prone to various diseases.

At that time, he still felt that Zhu Zhangui was thinking too much. He traveled around the western countries, and he didn't feel sick when he went back.

But now it seems that Zhu Zhangui has the foresight.

While everyone in Aden was cleaning and spraying disinfectant in a hurry, a thin figure with a cane and a cloak appeared in the wharf of the Gulf of Aden.

Seeing the sun and moon flag hanging on the pier in the distance, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty coming and going in the military uniform of the Ming Dynasty, the cloaked man let out a low sigh.

"Sigh, if I had known that Daming was so powerful, I should have worked harder at the beginning. Maybe I would be able to train that prince into an invincible God of War."

"Hey, didn't you receive the order, go home quickly, and don't walk around the city without an order."

While the man in the cloak was looking at his surroundings, a soldier wearing a gas mask advised him in substandard Arabic.

The man in the cloak ignored him, glanced at the very tall governor's mansion, and disappeared into the alley on crutches.

He is going to prepare presents.

If you ask someone to help you don't bring anything, and if others don't say anything, you are too embarrassed to open your mouth.

Seeing the cloaked man who left without saying a word, the soldier frowned, wanting to curse.

But looking at the other person's short figure leaning on crutches, he thought it was an old man, shook his head and continued to inspect.

Late at night, Governor's Mansion.

Zheng He, who was also wearing a gas mask, suppressed his discomfort and kept circling around the room with his hands behind his back.

The black god of death still broke out, and the first one to fall was Sa Xuer. Now that guy has a fever and feels uncomfortable, and he is already talking nonsense, crying and howling that he doesn't want to die, so Zheng He has to save him no matter what. He died.

In addition, some soldiers in the city, the former citizens of Aden, also showed symptoms such as the black god of death.

"My lord, there is also a black god of death on the other side of the fleet, and all those who are healthy have been summoned to the ship."

Another bad news came from outside the door, and Zheng He's expression turned ugly.

"Damn!"

Zheng He kicked the case down, and ordered outside the door: "Shut up all the safe people in separate cabins, and those who have problems get out." He paused, "Tell Liu Fei, wait until the safety is confirmed." After that, evacuate immediately, go back and tell His Highness to block the west road to Daming."

"Be sure to tell Your Highness that you should not come to the west until you find a solution. This plague is unprecedentedly dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be destroyed."

He had heard from Zhu Zhangui about the disease of black death, and today he checked the information again and knew the horror of it.

Sure enough, the name of the black god of death is not wrong, the speed of harvesting human lives is really like the god of death descending on the world.It took only two days from getting sick to dying, and the speed was so fast that I couldn't save it even if I wanted to.

"My lord, what about you!"

The people outside the door trembled violently when they heard Zheng He's words that seemed to be confessing his will.