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

"Oh, why are you so careless!"

Seeing that her husband's palm was cut, a beautiful figure coming slowly, suddenly quickened her pace, ran to Zhu Zhanji's side, knelt down and bandaged the wound with a handkerchief.

"Ugh!"

Looking down at his wife who was bandaging her hands with a nervous and worried face, Zhu Zhanji struggled for a while, and finally sighed softly and closed his eyes.

After all, he still didn't take this step in that direction.

Chapter 343 : Black Death Communicator!

The night was exceptionally quiet, no one knew whether to spend the night peacefully or filled with blood and death.

With his hands behind his back, Zhu Zhangui stood upright by the window, quietly looking at the bright moon in the sky.

He was waiting, waiting for the opponent to make a move.

To be honest, Zhu Zhangui didn't want the other party to go this far.

If the other party chooses to do something tonight, he doesn't know how to deal with the other party.

Kill him, he can do it, but when he goes back, how should he face the old man, how to face the grieving parents.

If there is a choice, Zhu Zhangui still hopes that the other party can give up the idea that he shouldn't have, and live an ordinary and prosperous life.

"Your Highness!"

A call sounded in the silent room, Zhu Zhangui turned his head, and a monkey in full armor with a serious expression was standing respectfully behind him.

"How's it going? He..." Zhu Zhangui took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "Have you started calling people?"

Monkey shook his head.

"Nothing happened. After you left, His Royal Highness King Qi also went back to rest. But..." the monkey hesitated for a while, Zhu Zhangui frowned, and the monkey continued: "It is known that after you left, King Qi seemed to be I struggled, I don’t know if I was angry or lost my temper, the cup was crushed, and my hands were injured.”

Zhu Zhangui pondered for a while, chuckled, and then asked, "And then!"

"No more!" Monkey shook his head, "King Qi was helped back by the princess later, and the lights have been turned off to rest now."

That's it!

Zhu Zhangui felt a little depressed suddenly.

I struggled on my side for a long time, thinking about this, worrying about this, worrying about that, my head was about to explode, but the other side went back to sleep.

"You lead people to keep watching, and if there is any movement, immediately... Forget it, don't tell me, you just lead people to do it, don't hurt their husband and wife, otherwise I will not be able to explain it when I go back."

"As ordered!"

The monkey obeyed the order, and after seeing that Zhu Zhangui didn't order, he retreated silently.

"Oh, what is this called!"

A sigh of joy or disappointment that I don't know, spread far and wide in the dark night.

"Brother, you look bad, did you feel uncomfortable resting last night?"

On the second day, Zhu Zhanji, who let go of his obsessions and had a good night's rest, came to the pier refreshed and prepared to return to Daming with his wife.

Zhu Zhangui, with dark circles under his eyes, nodded at Zhu Zhanji and his wife, and said with a forced smile: "It's okay, I was dealing with some government affairs last night, and I didn't have a good rest. I'll just catch up on sleep later."

Hearing this explanation, Zhu Zhanji was inexplicably happy.

Haha, you have finally realized my entanglement and pain, this kind of feeling is not good.

He rolled his eyes at Zhu Zhanji with a smile in his eyes, and Zhu Zhangui felt upset and said in a bad mood: "Is it packed? Let's leave after packing up. We won't be able to get home before the New Year is delayed."

The more Zhu Zhangui is like this, the happier Zhu Zhanji is.

"Haha, I packed it up a long time ago, let's walk around and go home."

Looking at Zhu Zhanji, who was in a happy mood and took his wife to visit the steel battleship, Zhu Zhangui, who was originally depressed, suddenly laughed.

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"Jie Jie... What a good place!"

A gloomy voice resounded in Lisbon, which was full of rancidity and silent like a ghost land.

No one has been here since Lisbon was sacked.

The bustling and prosperous Lisbon marina has become a paradise for corrupt animals and flies and maggots.

It's not that the other forces in Portugal don't understand the importance of Lisbon's location, but they don't dare to come at all.

After the Daming pirates left, a nearby lord sent troops to occupy this place.

As a result, only a few days later, the soldiers occupying here were infected by the black god of death.

A few hours today, the soldiers cleaning up the ruins of the corpses suddenly developed a fever, black spots began to appear on their bodies, and even tumors that bleed and pus appeared.

Immediately afterwards, this terrifying symptom spread to the entire army at a rapid rate.

As a European who has just been swept by the Black Death, he is most familiar with this symptom.

Panic spread rapidly, and the soldiers and officers shouted, this is the curse of death, and fled frantically outside the city.

But they want to escape from this place of death, but the great lord will not let them escape and bring the terrifying death elsewhere.

His ambition has not been realized yet, and now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If the god of death comes to his territory, then he doesn't have to think about it, just dig a hole in advance and get ready.

So he ordered to shoot the fleeing soldiers, forcing them to go back immediately, and sent slaves around the outskirts of Lisbon, dug a big trench, threw firewood into it, and tried to stop the spread of the black death.

More than 2000 soldiers, 600 died under the arrows of their lords, and the rest had no hope of escape, and retreated in despair.

They begged the lord to send a priest to help, and the lord agreed, but the priest didn't come until they died.

It's not that the lord didn't invite, but the priest was also afraid.

He hasn't enjoyed a good life yet, and he doesn't want to die with these lowly soldiers.

Therefore, in the name of God, the priest rejected the request of the lord, and told the lord that Lisbon has become a place of death and should not be approached within a hundred years.

The black god of death kills people very quickly, and with average physical fitness, he will die within 48 hours. Only a very small number of lucky people with strong bodies can survive.

Unfortunately, there were no such lucky ones among these soldiers, and the God they believed in did not come down to save them. More than 1000 soldiers wailed and died in agony.

Lisbon, the former capital and a bustling port, has thus become a place where the surrounding forces have changed their faces.

"Whoa!"

A half-rotten child's head was picked up, and as it was shaken, various rotten nerve tissues and brains flowed out from the gaps in the skull and scattered all over the ground.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the cornerstone of a perfect formation!"

It was a thin man in a cloak.

If Zhu Gaoxu was here, he would definitely roar in anger.

"It's him, it's him, it's him..."

That's right, this thin figure in a cloak was the warlock who almost tricked Zhu Zhangui outside the city of Fear in the Western Regions, and he also planned to train Zhu Gaoxu to become an invincible God of War.

What was his name, he could not remember.

He used to be the most outstanding young man in the Miao family, with superb Gu skills, he beat everyone of that generation, even the older generation was no match for him.

At that time, he was not the man and ghost he is now.

At that time, he was tall and tall, with sharp muscles and a face of a girl who was fascinated by thousands of people, which set off his heroism.

A young, handsome and capable person can naturally attract the love of countless girls.

The girls who express their love to him on the way every day can line up outside the village from his door.

It's a pity that he didn't accept any of them. As for the reason, no one knows, probably because he is too familiar with it, so it's hard to start.

In this way, he has been living a single life until he was 17 years old when he met a girl from the village next door.

That girl was very beautiful, with an exquisite figure, and she was also the daughter of the patriarch, who had countless suitors just like him.

Once again by chance, the two fell in love at first sight. Under the Moon Shadow Forest, the two swore to each other that they would never be separated again in this life.

The patriarchs and clansmen of the two parties are also very optimistic about this pair of lovers, and feel that the combination of the two must be a beautiful marriage.

But bad luck only looks for lovers.

Just when the two were about to get married, a disaster struck the village. A group of bandits who didn't know where they came from robbed the village.

All the villagers died, and the girl chose to commit suicide by taking poison in order not to be defiled by the bandits.

When he rushed over, his lover could no longer respond to him, and his body became as cold as ice.

Anger filled his chest, and he frantically chased and killed the bandits alone, using various means to kill them all.

But after killing the bandits and avenging his revenge, the motivation to support him completely disappeared, loneliness and sadness suddenly flooded his heart, he lost his life goal, and he was completely decadent.

Since then, he has been drinking and mourning at his lover's grave every day.

As the days passed, the outstanding and outstanding young man turned into a sloppy, useless waste.

Seeing the person I value the most has become like this.

The patriarch didn't want him to be decadent anymore, so he had a deep talk with him, and told him some inspirational stories of celebrities, hoping to inspire him and cheer him up again.

It's a pity that the patriarch tried so hard to communicate, but it didn't work. He is still decadent, sitting in front of his lover's grave every day, drinking and dazed.

Later, the patriarch had no choice but to think of the mythical history of the clan.

It is said that in ancient times, when the voodoo technique reached the extraordinary level, bones could be born with white flesh, severed limbs could be reborn, and ghosts could revive the dead.

In order to inspire the man he was looking for, the patriarch told him these myths in a very mysterious tone.

And when he asked, he stretched out his fingers to ensure that everything he said was true.

The patriarch's words with such certainty made him already hopeless, and his hope was rekindled.

He decided that he would work hard to study Gu art, practice it to the extraordinary level, and resurrect his lover.

Seeing him regain his fighting spirit and study hard, the patriarch was very relieved.

The patriarch doesn't know if he can succeed, but the patriarch can be sure that if he continues to study hard like this, he will become a knowledgeable elder in the future, and then he will take over his team and continue to lead the race to prosper.

But the patriarch never thought that what he originally said to comfort Huyou was taken seriously by him.

In order to revive his lover, he desperately learns all kinds of knowledge, whether it is orthodox or taboo voodoo, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will never give up.

As long as there is a trace of resurrection in the words and phrases recorded by his ancestors, he will try them one by one.

For the experiment, he used various animals as samples, and the experimenters did it one by one.

In fact, according to the records in ancient books, people are the best samples.

But there is still a sliver of conscience in his heart. His lover is also a kind-hearted girl. He doesn't want his lover to know that his hands are covered with blood after he comes back to life.

But the animals couldn't respond with words after all, and the experiments failed again and again, which hit him hard, and finally he set his sights on himself.

He didn't want to hurt others, so he used his own body to conduct experiments.

In the blink of an eye, 10 years later, the originally strong and handsome guy turned into a skeleton man that everyone feared.

But he paid so much and studied countless classics, but he still couldn't find a way to revive his lover.

Repeated failures and painful tortures made the trace of obsession in his heart completely collapse.

But this time the collapse also brought disaster to the village.

Maddened by rage, he knocked over the objects of his experiments, exposing them to the air.

If any of the items he experimented with was taken out, it would cause a large number of deaths, let alone an explosion together.

He passed out under the stimulation of the poisonous gas, and when he woke up again, he was the only one left in the whole village, and the others, including the dogs they raised, were all poisoned to death.

Accidentally killed his closest clansman, making the little sanity he had just recovered completely disappear.

He turned into a strange person who is sometimes normal and sometimes crazy, wandering among the jungle and cottages all day long, shouting strange words.

The other people in the cottage, because of his appearance and what he did, hated him endlessly, drove him mercilessly, and forbade him to approach the cottage.

Driven with nowhere to go, he turned into a lonely wild ghost wandering around.

Drink mountain springs when thirsty, eat wild fruits, insects and birds when hungry.

Just when he was living the life of a savage, crazy and didn't know what to do.

By chance, he found a parchment scroll in a secret room that had been dilapidated for many years.