The skin of these living dead Ming Dynasty navy soldiers has changed from gray to black, and has become shiny and elastic. Even some damaged areas are being repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye...
Fu Yang's heart suddenly trembled: Are these guys going to become living people again?
He guessed right!
In less than half a minute, at least more than 70% of the soldiers on the Ming Dynasty navy warships in all directions returned to their normal appearance.
"I, I changed back? I became a normal person again."
"Hahaha! Being a living dead is too painful. I finally feel like a normal body... Wuwu."
"Yes! I have been feeling so uncomfortable for hundreds of years. Now I can finally be relieved."
"Relief, relief..."
These soldiers from the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago have actually turned back into normal people! Although the armor on their bodies and the swords in their hands have long been decayed and damaged. But they don't care.
There were cheers on the deck of the warship.
Just because they had returned to normal people, when running on the warship that was still in the form of a ghost ship, some people accidentally stepped on the planks of the ship and got their feet stuck...
Seeing this strange sight, Fu Yang was stunned!
It took a long time before a sentence came out: "I... Damn it! Is my blood so awesome?"
"Come on, Mr. Fu, don't pretend to be cool. It's not because of your awesomeness, but because I guessed that you might have lifted some kind of weird curse on them."
Mr. Xiong, that damn fat cat, sneaked up behind Fu Yang at some point and said with some disdain.
Oh? Curse?
Fu Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head: "It doesn't look like a curse. And who can cast such a powerful curse? It should be the death energy. They are haunted by the death energy... However, not everyone can become powerful.
For example, people like Wang Sheng, Wang Xi, Wang Xu, etc. became very strong after being eroded by the death energy."
"And many ordinary navy soldiers have not become much stronger. Therefore, the death energy is a kind of painful torture for them. Of course, considering the special nature of the death energy itself, they face ordinary cultivation
The latter still has a great advantage.”
Fu Yang's guess is very accurate!
Bang bang bang...
Wang Sheng actually clapped his hands. Looking at Fu Yang, his eyes became very appreciative: "Your Excellency has good eyesight and a good mind. He immediately understood the problem. Yes, about 70% of my soldiers are
A person is haunted by this weird evil force that you call death energy. It’s more painful! So, I need to help him get rid of it. As for us..."
A wry smile actually appeared on Wang Sheng's dry bark-like face: "First, I was so deeply eroded by this weird power that I probably won't be able to change back. Second, I'm reluctant to give up."
Fu Yang frowned: "To help them free themselves, we need the blood of Zheng He's descendants?"
Wang Sheng nodded: "That's right! Mr. Zheng He is very special. His blood can help us get rid of the entanglement of this strange power. However, the last time I met you, I sensed that your blood essence also has the same
Ability."
oh?
Fu Yang was stunned.
He felt very strange: Could it be that his ancestors still had some relationship with Zheng He?
But if you think about it carefully, this possibility is very small. After all, Zheng He was a... ahem, eunuch. Even if he later turned into a normal man with the "Yang Return Technique" and had offspring, his offspring should always be
They are all in Southeast Asia, and now only Zheng Na is left.
Therefore, Fu Yang feels that his family should have nothing to do with Zheng He!
As for why blood has the same effect... he doesn't know.
Fu Yang carefully observed the Ming Dynasty navy soldiers who were cheering and returning to normal people around him, and felt a strange sense of time travel - as if he had arrived in the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago.
Fu Yang was also very happy for them.
But... how will they live in the future? After all, they are ancient people hundreds of years ago, and they must be incompatible with modern society. Moreover, their existence must not be disclosed to the society, otherwise everything will be chaos.
"Uh... what a headache. This matter must have to be solved by the zero team again, right? I am the person directly connected. Don't ask me to help arrange these Ming Dynasty navy soldiers. It will be troublesome."
Fu Yang stroked his forehead helplessly.
But at this moment, suddenly, an abnormal situation occurred!
The ordinary navy soldiers who were still cheering and celebrating their transformation from the "living dead" back to normal people suddenly let out shrill screams.
Fu Yang saw a soldier who was relatively close to him. A cloud of gray-black gas suddenly exploded from his face. There seemed to be something similar to a fine thread flashing past. Then the gray-black color spread instantly.
It enveloped his entire body.
Almost in the blink of an eye, his originally shiny and sighing skin turned into a gray-black color like dry tree bark again! His whole person also became a mummy again.
One by one, the soldiers changed back...
Finally, the place became windy, eerie and strange again. There were a large number of ghost ships, filled with shiploads of the living dead.
"Why, how could this happen?!"
Wang Sheng, Wang Xu and other personal guards and lieutenants looked at each other in confusion. They didn't understand why they suddenly changed back!
Fu Yang and Wei Ke also looked at each other, confused.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Xiong became serious. He suddenly raised his head and said to Wang Sheng and other naval generals: "Can one of you come down and let me take a closer look? It seems that I have discovered some clues about you."
."
Fu Yang saw this damn fat cat rarely look so serious, which meant that it might have really discovered something remarkable!
He also quickly made a request to Wang Sheng.
"Okay! Then, I, the general, will come down and meet with you up close."
With that said, Wang Sheng jumped hard. A group of gray-black dark clouds appeared under his feet, lifting him up and floating toward the Five Elements Gourd below.
Fu Yang could feel that the dark cloud holding up Wang Sheng contained a small amount of death energy - although it was impure and very weak, it was indeed death energy.
Therefore, these "living dead" have a huge advantage when fighting with practitioners below the realm of heavenly masters!
After all, death energy is a mysterious, indescribable, and indescribable thing. Generally, only those who have cultivated to the realms of heavenly masters, Buddhas, ghost emperors, and demon emperors can begin to come into contact with and use such mysterious things.
Facing Wang Sheng, Mr. Xiong did not tease this time. Instead, he leaned forward and stretched out his fleshy cat paw. With a clang, a sharp claw popped out and reached towards Wang Sheng...(