After Yelu Antuan's army entered the control of the Tang army, his men were divided into two parts. Chai Rong led the military doctor to personally identify. Anyone with ghost-faced scars was isolated. In fact, there were only a few hundred people, and the other men were stationed according to Shi Ba's command.

The Tang army actually did not use any magical medicines for patients with ghost-faced sores, mainly to provide them with clean diet and more appropriate care. Despite this, compared with the military rules of the Khitan army that they would kill them as soon as they discovered ghost-faced sores, such treatment was like going to heaven.

Yelu Antuan himself was also seriously ill and was taken care of by Chai Rong himself. Yelu Antuan was very surprised that Chai Rong dared to contact him without any scruples, and couldn't help asking: "General Chai, are you not afraid of death, or are you really protected by gods and Buddhas?"

Chai Rong knew that he was not an ordinary herdsman or a cavalry, and he didn't make a fool of himself in front of him. He laughed and said, "In fact, I am not afraid of death, nor is I protected my gods and Buddhas. We had a way to deal with this plague, which is to plant beans. This method has been passed down in Jiannan Road (now Sichuan), but it was not widely spread. After our marshal occupied Longxi, he tried many ways and spent a lot of money to find a prescription in Jiannan, and then gradually promoted it among the soldiers and civilians in Longxi. This benevolent government actually has no divine power, but there are many foolish men and women in the people. As the spread was passed on, it became the marshal who stole medicine from heaven and benefited the world."

After this rumor spread, Zhang Mai originally thought about refuting the rumor, but when he first promoted planting beans, many people in rural and urban areas were very resistant to this prevention method. Therefore, Zheng Wei went against the rules and deliberately let the rumor spread and said planting beans as a talisman. The common people in rural and urban areas were very suspicious of the new treatment method, but they believed that Zhang Mai was a god who came down to earth and regarded planting beans as a spell, so everyone rushed to plant beans first. Zhang Mai smiled bitterly about this matter, but he paid more attention to the result than the process. So he let the rumors spread, and he did not expect that the rumors would spread to Mobei.

Chai Rong said again: "All of our orphan army have grown beans. When Baye said this plague so terrible, we were afraid of it, but after we found out that it was this disease, we were no longer afraid."

Yelu Antuan said: "Since that's the case, why didn't General Chai send military doctors to plant beans?"

Chai Rong said: "Originally, our army could keep this matter secret and mysterious. But General An Tuan is a wise general in Mobei. We don't want to deceive him. In fact, he can only prevent and cannot be cured. If he gets sick, he can only take care of him as much as possible. First, he cut off the channels for the disease to continue to spread. Second, he can provide symptomatic drugs to help the patient with it. Fortunately, he may not die if he suffers from this plague, but the scar will definitely be left behind. In my opinion, General An Tuan is extremely strong, and as long as he rests with peace of mind, he will definitely recover."

If he had concealed his scruples, he would have doubts with Yelu Antuan's wisdom. At this time, he would have been open and honest. Yelu Antuan became even more grateful.

In Longxi, where his knowledge level is almost ignorant, Zhang Mai tried his best to popularize the principle of planting beans. In the end, only a few people could accept it in the entire ruling area. Most people still firmly believe that this bean was a divine object stolen by Marshal Zhang from the sky and could suppress the devil. Planting beans is a spell like eating talisman water.

The knowledge level of the herdsmen in Mobei is worse than that in Longxi. The Tang army did not deliberately hide the principle of planting beans, but most people cannot understand the immune-style preventive measures. They still stubbornly believe that ghost-faced sores are devils. Only by being given to the divine beans by the living Buddha sent by Tian Khan can this evil ghost be suppressed.

But Tang Jun did not deliberately refute the rumors about this. In his correspondence with Zhang Mai, Chai Rong knew that there was something in the world called mental therapy - as long as the patient believed that Buddhism could help him, this psychological power could really help him. Sometimes, human spiritual power is inexplicably strong, and with the cooperation of certain conditions, it can even cause terminal illnesses that cannot be cured by medicine to disappear intovisible. If this spiritual power carries religious factors, the effect will be more obvious.

Before the Living Buddha came, Yelu Antuan's worst moment had passed. He was no longer afraid since Chai Rong got the principle of ghost-face sores. After gaining the confidence to fight the disease, his illness was cured faster.

But when he stayed in the disease camp, his heart was filled with confusion.

It seems that I can't die anymore. Although there will be scars on my face, it is insignificant for people like him to have an ugly face. But after I can't die, how should I go about the future? Once a person like Yelu Antuan has survived the death disaster, he will think about the future very long-term - not only considering himself, but also his subordinates, and even his descendants.

Return to the Khitan? But since the night he betrayed Yelu Cha, Yelu Antuan knew that he could not go back. Moreover, the Tang army was fighting with the Khitan, and he was able to overcome the difficulties with the protection of the Tang army. He betrayed immediately after the difficulties were over. Yelu Antuan could not do such a thing. Even if he wanted to do it, he had to consider the reactions of his subordinates who were already deeply grateful to the Tang army. If he went back on his word, not only would these subordinates be disloyal, but he was afraid that the herdsmen in the entire desert would despise him.

So, will you join the Tang army?

In the most difficult time, he and his subordinates were taken into custody by the Tang army. Even out of gratitude, it was morally appropriate to do so. But after all, he was a Khitan. Can he really integrate into the Tiance regime dominated by the Han people? Moreover, now that Hu and Han are fighting, Shi Ba cannot let him fight no matter how tolerate him. If he joins the Tang army, he will be in a reversal. He will not be able to ask Yelu Antuan to really turn his sword back and kill the Khitans for the Han people.

It’s okay to survive, but what should I do after I can survive?

This is not just his own destiny, but also related to the fate of thousands of soldiers who followed him! Among these people, even some of the elite Khitan elites - Piss Army!

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The sunset on the grassland is about to fall.

The bell rang, and a Buddha car drove slowly towards him, looking at the patient's camp.

"The Living Buddha is here! The Living Buddha is here!"

Countless patients seemed to see the dawn in the darkness.

Although they have received the care of Tang Jun, there are still patients who cannot stand up to the point of dying from illness these days, which is inevitable. Most of the remaining people have actually survived the most dangerous period, but the Ghost Face King did not leave his body for a day. They cannot feel at ease.

Now, they all know that the living Buddhas have mastered the divine beans stolen by the Khan from the sky and can suppress the devil. Those who have recovered from illness have made their faces look like devils due to scars. In the perception of the herdsmen, this is actually still possessed by evil spirits and discriminated against others. If they do not receive the blessing of the living Buddha to ward off evil spirits, their second half of their lives will still be spent in the discrimination of the herdsmen on the grassland.

The ghost-face sores that did not have a large-scale outbreak in history have spread like sparks because this war caused intensive contact between patients and disabled people.

The legend of Living Buddha suppressing ghosts also quickly spread throughout the grassland and desert with the help of the herdsmen in the northern desert to the great fear of ghost-faced sores.

Countless herders suffering from ghost-face sores and their families rushed to ask for help after hearing the news. But those who came after hearing the news were more likely to be herders who were not sick but wanted to find a "demon-breaking bean" for themselves and their descendants.

When the car of Zanhua Living Buddha was approaching, there were actually only more than 1,000 people in the patient area. After seeing the carriage, they crawled on the ground one after another, and outside the camp. Tens of thousands of herders crawled in two ways. Among the Buddha bells, they greeted the living Buddhas on the ground.

"Blessed by Amitabha..."

The monks who were guarding the Buddha's carriage recited scriptures and chanted Buddha's name together, and a profound religious atmosphere enveloped the grassland.

An old monk walked down from the Buddha carriage. When he walked down, the people in Mobei were covered with darkness. The old monk approached the camp under the guidance of a young monk.

Crawling in front were hundreds of recovered patients, with acne scars on their faces, like evil ghosts possessed. Although they have recovered, no one except the orphan army has been willing to approach them these days. They are like seedlings under severe drought. They are eager for Buddhism to help them eliminate bad luck, but they are still worried - will the living Buddhas also despise them like ordinary herdsmen?

The old monk walked into the camp. The first thing that caught his eye was hundreds of extremely ugly ghost-faced herders. They knelt in the front, and the sick herders behind them were unwilling to be with them, for fear that the ghost-faced king on them would come to him. Therefore, the ghost-faced herders and ordinary herders naturally separated a large open space.

Hundreds of people were almost trembling in the contemporary living Buddhas. When the old monk walked out of the car, the ghost-faced herder in front trembled like grass in the wind, fearing that the living Buddha would step over and look down on him.

Just in front of the first ghost-faced herder, the old monk's feet stopped. For the ghost-faced herder who was in the front, it seemed that time had stopped at this moment. After a long time, it seemed like thousands of years. Suddenly, one hand pressed on his head and said, "Amitabha. No disaster or difficulty."

The Living Buddha did not dislike himself!

The Living Buddha did not dislike himself!

I have received the blessing of Buddhism!

I have received the blessing of Buddhism!

With this Buddha's name, the herdsman seemed to feel a force pouring in from his head. He was wandering at the gate of hell the moment before, and suddenly returned to the world!

Almost uncontrollably, he burst into tears.

The old monk walked over step by step, not disgusted with all the ghost-faced herders, and blessed them one by one. All those who were touched by the old monk were moved to tears!

The bells on the Buddha car have a certain rhythm, the wind is moving, the heart-warming smile on the roof of the car reflects the sunlight, scattered behind the old monk, just like the Buddha's light scattered.

The herdsmen who came to beg for beef behind all crawled forward, and everyone looked up and longed for it. Many people even screamed. At this moment, all herdsmen thought they were in a miracle.

The old monk walked over step by step, and his Buddha's name was seeping into everyone's heart.

There were more than 100 people in the entire ward who did not kneel down. These people were all people with broad vision and high intelligence among the knights in Mobei. They did not believe in the legend of Living Buddha suppressing demons. Among the more than 100 people, Yelu Antuan was the leader. There were several personal guards standing behind him. These personal guards either had ghost-face sores, but a few of them sacrificed their lives to join Yelu Antuan.

Yelu Antuan watched the old monk walk step by step. Although he respected the living Buddha without fear of ghost-faced plague, he thought that he should not be too rude to this living Buddha. He was about to bow and bow to salute. In Yelu Antuan's opinion, such etiquette was enough to ask him to crawl like a herdsman, Yelu Antuan thought he was not that foolish.

But suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the young monk next to the old monk. His face was extremely familiar!

This face is so familiar! It’s so familiar that Yelu Antuan can’t believe that this person has been ordained and become a monk!

But a personal guard behind Yelu Antuan exclaimed in a low voice: "King... Prince! How could the prince become a monk!"

Amid the exclamation of his subordinates, Yelu Antuan believed that he had read it correctly!

Suddenly seeing the former master, Yelu Antuan rubbed his eyes first, and rushed out despite his illness. He was about to ask why Yelu Ruan became a monk, but before he could rush out, he suddenly looked at the old monk again, why was his face so familiar!

Yes, Yelu Antuan naturally recognized Yelube! However, they never expected that the Khitan emperor would come back, and in this way!

Yelu Antuan stopped suddenly, and his brain turned thousands of times in a few steps!

The human emperor, Yelube, became a monk. That’s right, he became a monk!

Not only did he become a monk, but he also became a living Buddha!

Yelu Ruan also became a monk! Yelu Ruan loves wine and meat, beautiful colors and kills - how could he become a monk!

But he became a monk. This was an incredible thing.

However, after seeing Yelu Bei again, Yelu Antuan understood that if there is another person in this world who can save Yelu Bei, then only the Human King! Only this living Buddha can save his prince.

When the old monk walked to Yelu Antuan, when Yelu Antuan blurted out that he wanted to call "Human Emperor", Zanhua blurted out: "Bow on Amitabha..."

A gentle chant of Buddha's name made Yelu Antuan suddenly shock. Suddenly he understood many things, and suddenly he saw another path he was about to embark on.

The old monk not only represents the spiritual redemption needed by the ghost-faced herders in the middle and lower classes of Mobei. He also represents the political direction needed by Yelu Antuan in the middle and upper classes of Mobei!

The old monk is like a street lamp. Where he is, the path that Yelu Antuan needs! Yelu Antuan understands very well that the appeal represented by the three words "Human Emperor" is not comparable to Yelu Ruan!

He is no longer confused.

If you want to join the Tang army, Yelu Antuan would not have no psychological barriers. However, if you join the army of the Human Emperor, there would be no such problem at all. As for the agreement between the Human Emperor and Zhang Mai, it is not something he needs to worry about.

He wanted him to turn the knife back and kill the Khitan for Zhang Mai. Yelu Antuan could not do it. But he wanted to fight Yelu Deguang for Yelu Be, Yelu Antuan would not be afraid of letting the entire Linhuang Mansion flow into a river!

Almost suddenly, Yelu Antuan knelt down, knelt at the feet of the living Buddha, touching his feet with his head, and he converted.

All the people standing in the camp knelt down together, and followed Yelu Antuan to shout in Khitan's words: "Bow... Amitabha! Bow, praise the living Buddha!"

Zanhua stretched out his hand and stroked Yelu Antuan's head and said softly: "I bow to Amitabha! May my Mobei be free from disasters and difficulties, may my Khitan be free from disasters and difficulties. May thousands of tribes be free from disasters and difficulties! May my bow to Amitabha..."

All things that are unspeakable are all in a Buddha's name.

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I don’t know if it’s psychological reasons. After the Living Buddha’s car arrived, the patients in the ward recovered quickly. The ghost-faced herders who had recovered also felt that they had the blessing of Buddhism and no longer felt inferior. Most of them converted to Buddhism on the spot. As for the herders who were not sick and famous, they also received the divine beans given by the Living Buddha one after another.

At the same time, a new army emerged. This army was centered on hundreds of recovered ghost-faced cavalry. They took Buddha as their name, Zanhua as their conversion, and Yelu Antuan as their leader, becoming the left vanguard of Shiba's army.

At the same time, Shi Jian and Murong Yang's subsequent troops also arrived. Shi Ba took over the Longxiang Iron Armor Army, and Shi Jian became his deputy general. After they met with Shi Ba, they became the central army and protected the conspicuous Buddha carriage in the center of the entire formation.

Chai Rong's troops were still the main vanguard, the right vanguard was the right vanguard, the Ghost Face Army was the left vanguard, and Murong Yang was the rear vanguard.

The Buddha carriage raised an extremely high Buddha banner, summoning the souls of the entire desert grassland. The Buddha carriage was moving forward, and the army was also moving forward! But the Buddha carriage and the army were not, but went directly toward the upper reaches of the Ulugu River and blocked the city of Woluduo, where the Bu Dawang Mansion was located.

Woluduo City, also known as the ancient Uighur City, has special political significance in the Mobei region in this era. It was the rear of the founding emperor of the Khitan, Yelu Abaoji, who expeditioned the Uighurs in the west. There were tombs of countless soldiers from the Mobei region. Woluduo City, together with Zhenzhou hundreds of miles east of it, constituted the most important central area in the Mobei region in this era.

The steering of the Buddha car caused unprecedented huge shocks in the grassland and desert!

The lower class people on the grassland were full of expectations and admiration for the living Buddhas who could suppress demons.

And the upper powers of the grassland—those tribal chiefs who control the grassland organization—have heard such news—

The Living Buddha of Pianhua is the Human Emperor!

The Human Emperor is back!

The Human Emperor has returned to the desert!

The Buddha carriage moves forward step by step, and every day, a new tribe will come to worship and offer cattle and sheep.

The chiefs converted one by one, and thousands of herders gave birth to their hair.
To be continued...