Chapter 149 Look up to the demons in the world

A group of lively girls frolicked and ran from a distance, and they all looked young and fit, unlike the description of women in the poems of the Ming Dynasty.

Most of the women in the poems of the Ming Dynasty are weak and sick women, sentimentality is their essence, if this kind of woman appears in life, it will only make men feel pity and protection.

And the wave of girls in front of them, one by one, looks very vigorous, like the resurrection of Bernini's sculpture, looking healthy and beautiful.

Little Descartes' hand landed on a girl's thigh, and with a little force, the girl's thigh immediately sank into a pit.

The naked maiden eats and laughs, while the eyes of little Descartes are incomparably holy.

"It seems that Bernini's 'Pluto and Prosepina' really makes sense, and the girl's legs must have pits when they are pinched hard."

Little Descartes' artistic words disappointed the girls a little, because they did not see the shyness or wildness of young people from Little Descartes.

Just when they were disappointed, little Descartes took a handful of silver coins from his money bag, put them in the hands of the most beautiful maiden, and said gently, "Divide them." ”

"The reward shouldn't be silver!"

The young man who drove the car with a feather in his hat said with some jealousy.

Little Descartes said, "I have too few gold coins to get them to share." ”

After saying that, he continued to move forward, and followed the flattering fat man into a luxurious bath.

The baths have a high dome with intricate ornamentation, and the window openings inlaid with stained glass open widely, allowing more sunlight to let in and brighten the room.

The décor of the baths is not sloppy at all.

The walls of the bathroom are inlaid with marble discs, and the numidian marble set in the Alexandrian marble shimmers with a dark glow when soaked in warm water.

Filtered hot water flows out of the silver faucet and is poured into the bath, which is slightly blue.

The baths are carved with beams and paintings, and there are many beautiful statues, and in the eyes of Descartes the younger, this place is not so much a bathhouse as a sculpture hall.

"You don't have to reward him with silver coins, everything here is yours."

A strong man with a linen around his waist, standing in the bath, saw that little Descartes was about to give the flattering fat man a few silver coins, and immediately stopped him.

Little Descartes was unmoved, and still stubbornly rewarded the fat man with a silver coin.

"Won't you come down and take a shower?"

The brawny man invites little Descartes into the pool.

Little Descartes crouched on the edge of the pool and stirred the water in the pool with his hands, and asked softly, "Has the tunnel been dug?" ”

The strong man smiled: "No need to dig, the Christians dug it for us, and it is right here underground." ”

Little Descartes said thoughtfully: "Oh, yes, when Christians were not recognized, they had to be secretly buried in the huge sewers of the city of Rome, I thought those sewers had collapsed a long time ago, but I didn't expect them to still exist." ”

The strong man said triumphantly: "Therefore, we will not refund the money you have paid." ”

Little Descartes stood up and smiled softly, "No, that's what you deserve." ”

The strong man lifted a sealed box from the bath, placed it in front of little Descartes, and said, "I don't know why you dug such a passage, but I don't want to know anything about you big people."

In the box was the route map of the sewers, which I walked through six times without mistakes. ”

Little Descartes said, "Take me through it." ”

The strong man hesitated for a moment and said, "The underground is too dirty, you should know that prostitutes are used to giving birth there and then discarding the baby there." ”

Little Descartes said, "Let's go." ”

The strong man angrily slammed his fist on the water and shouted, "I just washed it...... You are a noble person, why should you suffer such a sin? ”

Descartes Jr. said: "I like the frescoes and sculptures in St. Peter's Basilica created by Michelangelo, Raphael and others. ”

The strong man put on his clothes and said puzzledly: "Believers can go to visit." ”

Little Descartes said: "You know that only when you really belong to yourself can you talk about love." ”

The strong man looked at little Descartes in disbelief for a long time, and finally said sluggishly: "If you like it, it's fine." ”

The two walked down the dark, damp, foul-smelling sewers, the strong man cursing loudly as he walked, while little Descartes, wearing a thick mask with a carbon coating, followed silently.

The strong man was not wrong at all, the road does lead to St. Peter's Basilica, and it goes straight to the square of the church.

He stood at the end of the sewers, listened to the church bells, and once again determined that this was his destination, he slowly drew his bayonet sword.

Without the support of the sword, the body of the strong man slowly slipped along the thick and damp stone wall of the sewer, and finally sat there quietly.

The sword passed through his mouth and through his brain, and the strong man died peacefully.

Descartes the Younger stood at the end of the sewer, two steps ahead of the Tiber River, from where sewage poured down into the Tiber and finally into the sea.

After finally determining the location of the gunpowder explosion, Descartes used his sword to leave a mark on the hard stone wall, and then returned to the imposing bathhouse.

This time, he found a quiet bath, washed himself carefully, and once again returned to a small manor in the carriage driven by the tired young man.

When he jumped out of the carriage, the boy was dead.

Two peasant-like men quickly dragged away the young man's body, and with a flick of his fingers, a silver coin flew out and was caught by another tall man.

"Get rid of the person holding this silver coin, and when the processing is complete, return my silver to me, the target, the bath."

The tall man bowed down and quickly left.

Little Descartes looked at Zhang Liang, who was fishing on the edge of the lake in the distance, and walked over.

"Tonight, it's time to install gunpowder."

Zhang Liang nodded and said, "The twelve cannons are already hidden on the other side of the Tiber River, a bit far away, but this is the only suitable method. ”

Descartes Jr. said: "No, there must be more than two guns no more than 500 meters away from the assassination target." ”

Zhang Liang said: "The artillery is from the Ottomans, and the quality of their artillery is still good. ”

Descartes Jr. said: "I heard that the Ming Dynasty has a short gun that can be quickly disassembled and installed, and it can be equipped with powerful flowering shells, I need this kind of artillery to help me complete the first round of assassination, and then use the Ottoman artillery bombardment across the Tiber River to destroy the previous explosion point." ”

Zhang Liang looked at little Descartes and said, "You should understand that the greater the investment, the more flaws." ”

Descartes Jr. said: "Five thousand pounds of gunpowder in the ground will destroy all traces." ”

Zhang Liang spread his hands and said: "Whatever you want, you are the mastermind." ”

Little Descartes said: "I have traveled to all the places that need to be walked these days, I want to arrange these short guns by myself, and personally arrange their explosive points, the only pity is that I have no way to experiment with his accuracy, and can only verify it through calculations." ”

Zhang Liang looked at the sparkling lake and sighed, "There are three doors here, you can go to the vineyard to try your new toys." ”

Little Descartes laughed, took a cigarette from his pocket, lit it in Zhang Liang's mouth, and went to the tall barn, where only three short guns could be placed.

Little Descartes came home late in the evening.

As Mr. Descartes was coughing and calculating something, little Descartes took out from his pocket a not-so-large glass bottle, filled with black paste.

He scooped a spoonful of paste out of the bottle, boiled it in warm water, and carried the bowl of soup into Monsieur Descartes' room.

"Grandfather, if you eat this, you won't cough."

Descartes looked up at his grandson and smiled, "What is this?" ”

"Loquat cough cream, a very useful medicine."

"What is a loquat?"

"A plant, this plaster is made from the leaves of this plant, and it is very effective for cough suppressants."

Mr. Descartes pondered for a moment, and found that he had never heard of such a plant with such a mouthful name, and when he saw that little Descartes had brought him the potion, he smiled and drank it.

"It's sweet."

"Yes, a lot of honey was added."

"Well, if that's medicine, you can take more."

Little Descartes picked up the manuscript paper on his grandfather's desk, looked at it, and said, "You're studying optics again?" ”

Mr. Descartes said, "You are like a gluttonous child, and your grandfather's knowledge reserves here are no longer enough for you to eat, and you must be given a little more spiritual food." ”

"It's okay, I can wait, your body is the most important thing."

"No, your continuous improvement is the motivation for me to live."

Little Descartes nodded, and when he saw that his grandfather had resumed writing, he put a blanket on his grandfather and left the study.

Tiptoeing open little Emily's room, the little girl was already sleeping deeply.

Gently put the little girl's lotus-like arm back into the blanket, kissed her forehead again, and tiptoed away.

His study is on the second floor.

When he entered the study, he untied the sword hanging from his waist, pulled the glittering sword out of its scabbard, carefully wiped it with a cotton cloth, and laid it on the wide table.

When he had done this, he washed his hands again with warm water, and then sat down at the table, and made a cup of tea with the water that had been brought by the servant he had served.

Watching the tea leaves gradually stretch their veins in the boiling water, slowly sinking and floating, he muttered to himself: "I killed people today, I killed two with my own hands, and seven people were also killed because of the order."

It's weird, I thought I would panic when I killed someone, and I would have all kinds of uncomfortable reactions.

As a result, no, there was no uncomfortable reaction, but it made me a little excited......

It seems that what my mother said is not wrong, I was born to be a demon.

Mother, I forgive you for abandoning me now, and it may be the right thing for you to let Emily follow you to heaven, because angels can't be with demons.

However, I swear to you that I will not let Emily sink into hell too.

Even if I become one of the most vicious demons in hell, I will definitely protect Emily and make her the happiest angel in heaven.

In three days' time, I will do the most horrific event in the history of Europe, I will rekindle the whole of Europe, I will let all the dishonorable wars break out, I will let the flames of hell burn the world again.

Only those who have experienced the flames of hell can know how precious the light of heaven is.

If this is the devil, I would rather stay in hell and look up at the world forever! ”

Chapter II

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