During the Chen Shigong era, the Dongyang Military Hospital has gained a lot of understanding of plague, such as plagues that require parasitizing hosts and relying on the host to contact others to spread the epidemic.

In the Changsheng Baimahe, Chen Shigong repeated Chen Mu's words many times: People cannot see the plague, and they cannot talk to it, so kill all its hosts. No matter whether it is a human, a god or a disease, everyone in the world can understand it on the knife holder.

So he did this in Plymouth. He could kill all those who could fly from the sky and run underground. Only war horses were essential and could not be slaughtered. They were moved to separate stables around the house, far away from the residential area in the center of the guild.

There are no cats.

It was not that Cao Changqing and others knew that the plague was plague, nor that because Emperor Wanli liked cats, they did not kill cats, and there were no cats in Plymouth.

Not only Plymouth, but it is difficult to find cats throughout England.

In England, if these Protestants saw a cat, they would shaved their beard and put on a mass robe so that they could look like a priest, and then hang it on the scaffolding as a contempt for Catholicism.

First of all, people believe that cats have magical and evil powers. When a cat enters the bakery, the bread will stop expanding; when a fisherman goes out, he will not be able to catch fish today; of course, there is also a symbol of the devil that the cat will die when lying in the bed of a seriously ill person.

Turning over, people firmly believe that since cats have this evil power, harming them will bring mysterious gains.

It has been found that sucking blood from the cat's tail after a serious fall can accelerate the healing; drinking the blood from the cat's ears with wine when coughing all the time; the most terrifying cat's brain can make people invisible.

Architecturally sealing the cat in the wall to protect the new home is an ancient ritual that has lasted for a long time.

At the same time, because it represents evil power, the cat and the witch are connected. A farmer carried a stick to break the peasant woman's legs. As long as he could complain before the peasant woman, he said that yesterday I just found a cat in the barn and threw it on its legs with something, no one would think that the farmer was guilty.

On the contrary, the peasant woman would be given arbitrarily and thrown into the river to prove whether she was a witch.

Every morning, Master Cao and his disciples would tighten the sleeves and leather gloves, mid-single trousers and wide socks with Mingjunxing, and wrap the throat with cloth towels, and tie the hair towels without nets on the head. Try not to expose the excess skin on the first layer of clothing, and then wear the outer layer of clothing and tie them tightly, which is the completion of the protection work.

Tie it on your waist, put various poison sacs of cinnabar, realgar, and arsenic in your arms, put the suicide note written the night before in your own room, and then you walked out of the independent courtyard. If you go out early, you will wait a while, and if you go out late, you will be faster. Anyway, no one will urge you.

Everyone gathered almost in the open space of the guild hall, so they set up the long banner of the Emperor's Ming, and held the banner of the Dragon and Tiger Daojun. Most of the nineteen people carried medicine boxes and talisman boxes, and a few of them were armed with hand guns and pressed their hands on their waists. After a series of preparations, they gathered behind the screen wall of the Makino Guild Hall.

Burning incense, burning talismans, shaking bells and drums, and doing rituals to give yourself courage. Then, under the leadership of Master Cao, he bid farewell to the merchants, captains and sailors who were bidding farewell one by one, as if he was facing a great enemy and walked out of the Makino Hall.

They have to save people.

In this chaotic, disorderly, lack of prevention and unmanaged Plymouth, town councillors are out of the matter, and more than 6,000 residents do not need them to save them. They save people, just save themselves.

The shipyard near Devon Harbor is surrounded by high wooden walls. This is the merchant shipyard acquired by Hawkins when he was the logistics officer of the royal navy. Its main business is to build warships for the newly built royal navy in England and acquire the spoils that pirates from various countries have snatched at sea. Now, six huge outline warships stranded on the beach have stopped building, but there are still people walking back and forth in the wooden walls, and some people have been looking at the Makino Hall, two streets across the city, the city full of exotic style.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Makino Hall is a city in the city. England is in a rising period of poverty and rapid prosperity, and the architectural style of the town is also chaotic.

On the streets of Plymouth, there are twenty or more people who can squeeze out Tudor-era stone walls and wooden sheds thatched roofs. There is only one bed in the whole house. It is no longer common for houses to be stuffed with three or four people to sleep with pigs, cattle and sheep on the bed at night. Although there are many such houses throughout England, most of them only exist in country farmhouses.

The most important thing is that everyone can get together safely. The era when there is no requirement for private space is over for England.

Today, two-story buildings with separate bedrooms in Plymouth have become common. Although customizing a separate bed is still a symbol of wealth and status, urban proprietors can afford such expenses. On the main streets of the city, there are even two or even three-story mansions that have risen from the ground by new commercial aristocrats, those are marble mansions with more than twenty or more windows.

But the Makino Hall of the Ming people was obviously not like that. They bought a huge green space in the southeast corner of the city, and quickly transported ships of blue bricks and black tiles from the sea like magic. Everyone was an outstanding architect, starting construction like a castle for the lord, and even after Plymouth discovered that they did not hire local workers to build houses, they were forbidden to sell wood to them. They could also quickly pull wood from the sea like magic.

All building materials were transported from the Ming Port in Ireland. The Ailan Restoration Army of the Ming Dynasty fought there, immigrated to build towns in the northeast, creating a number of complete building materials industries.

For the merchants at the Makino Hall, transporting bricks and tiles from there is much cheaper than buying stones directly in Plymouth - they don't burn bricks and rarely make tiles, which is a natural choice.

The Spanish used to using bricks and tiles, and even the newly established Netherlands, but England did not and did not need to use bricks and tiles. They had just come out of the age of thatched roofs. People who were involved in the ocean trade had obtained a lot of income from it to buy stone buildings. In the past, stone houses that only aristocrats could live in were just the same, but people who were not involved in the ocean trade... do you build a house with your head?

When the Makino Hall was built, there was no plan to live in too many people, so it was just a small building, but this looked more like a castle to the English, so they strongly asked the guild merchants to build the castle a little lower during the construction process.

The next moment when Cao Changqing led his team out of the Makino Hall in the distance, the bell on the wooden wall of the Plymouth Shipyard was ringed by the guards. Drake, with a haggard face, quickly stepped onto the wooden wall, narrowed his eyes and looked nervously at the direction of the hall.

In the first few days, he couldn't stand the Ming people running out to treat the disease and save the patient with banners. It should be the job of the priests in the city and it was not their business.

But God's servants could not withstand the plague. The monks who brought their patients to pray died one after another. The worst thing was that yesterday they received news that two plague doctors were sent to London to be kidnapped by bandits on the way.

Now Plymouth can only rely on these Ming people.
Chapter completed!