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The Tang Dynasty, which is backward in medical treatment, is very powerless in the control of diseases and plagues, and many times it depends on the will of heaven, on luck, and even on ghosts and gods. ”

When the daypox spread to the edge of the capital of Chang'an, the people's hearts in Chang'an City were already in turmoil, and the shops in the east and west cities were closed, and the merchants and people in the market took their wives and children to relatives and friends in other places.

Shops were closed, workshops were suspended, thieves and looting were frequent, and the price of food rose in vain...... A series of chain reactions caused by smallpox became more and more severe, Li Shimin finally realized the horror of this plague, and summoned the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs to ask the right in Taiji Palace overnight, and the officials of the three provinces and six ministries stayed up all night, busy dealing with one emergency after another, and the entire imperial court fell into a chaotic busyness.

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Li Su was grounded, not only him, but the whole village was grounded, the villagers were guarding their homes in panic, each family had only a little food left to survive, the family sat around the house fearfully and vigilantly looked around the familiar, as if guarding against the plot of an invisible enemy, and the helpless despair gradually swallowed up the original warmth and beauty.

Ten years ago, in the first year of Zhenguan, the Eastern/Turkic Jieli Khan led 100,000 wolf-like steppe soldiers to link the Tang Dynasty Xiongcheng innumerable, until it reached Jingyang County, which was only sixty miles away from Chang'an City, and the soldiers pointed directly at the capital of the Tang Dynasty.

In that most difficult and difficult time, the villagers of Jingyang County have never been so afraid as now, the men and aunts in Guanzhong are bloody, in the face of the enemy's close butcher's knife, the men threw down their hoes and entered the government soldiers, the mother-in-law and aunts led the old and young to hide in the mountains, the men in order to protect the family and the country, the women in order to protect their own men in the fireworks, everyone risked their lives, gritted their teeth to survive the disaster.

The people of Guanzhong are never afraid of visible enemies, everyone is two arms and legs, and the blood that spurts out of the chest with a knife is the same red, however, what about the invisible enemy?

Li Su is actually very scared, after living two lifetimes, his body is not necessarily stronger than others, and he has to die if he gets smallpox.

Li Daozheng sat on the threshold every day, staring at the empty and endless fertile field outside his yard with a gloomy face, seeing that spring was about to start, and the season of wheat planting was getting closer and closer, but the damn plague spread at this juncture, delaying spring sowing, even if the plague passed, what did everyone eat this year?

Li Su lay on the bed and tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, his mind kept echoing the desperate choking of the Wang family's father and mother, and the painful roar of Wang Zhu Wang Zhi when he was forcibly kidnapped by the villagers, and the gloomy and sad scenes emerged repeatedly, and the warm and beautiful pastoral life was completely ruined by the plague.

That's not right, it shouldn't be that way.

The damned plague has ruined Li Su's plan to live his life peacefully in the village.

The unexpected should be resolved, reversed, and things back on track.

In my last life, I seemed to have heard of smallpox on some TV channel, and I looked at it casually in a purely entertaining mood, and then I completely forgot about it, what is the damn smallpox used to cure it? How did an Englishman come up with a solution, it seems...... With cows? What is a cow's? It seems like a place of shame, and then what?

The scattered memories were broken down into incoherent fragments one after another, Li Su twisted his eyebrows and tried his best to recall, piecing together, thinking about it hurt his head, but it still didn't work.

A noisy sound of gongs and drums outside the courtyard interrupted Li Su's memories, Li Su opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, feeling a little angry.

Just when I think of the key moment, who is arguing outside? At this time, are you still in the mood to beat gongs and drums and make a big death?

Li Daozheng hurriedly rushed into the house, urging excitedly: "Hurry up, the monk is from the village, come with me to worship the Bodhisattva, worship the Bodhisattva, the plague god will not dare to harm us......"

Li Su's eyes widened and he was speechless.

I can't do smallpox as a person who has lived for two lifetimes, and a monk can solve it by reciting a few verses? O wisdom of the people, wisdom of the people!

Li Su snorted, and was about to refuse his father's kind invitation, when he raised his eyes, the murderous intent in his father's eyes was surging, and the rattan loomed like a magic weapon outside his father's solemn treasure......

Li Su suddenly realized, he felt that it was also good to worship the Bodhisattva, at least it was better than the taste of rattan.

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Whenever there is a demon, this is really not bad at all, the monk is also a demon, a demon who robs while the fire is burning.

The three bald heads sat cross-legged in the middle of the earthen lawn, hanging their heads and knocking on the wooden fish, muttering in their mouths that they didn't know which scripture to read, Yan Sù's expression was full of compassion, praying to the Bodhisattva of the West Heaven for the sake of the living beings.

A large area knelt behind the monk, and all the men, women and children who were so frightened that they didn't dare to move at home in the past few days came out, and Li Su even saw the two brothers, Wang Zhu and Wang Zhi, their eyes were red and swollen, and they knelt in front of the villagers with a blank expression.

Li Su's heart was sour, although he had only been in contact with them for an afternoon, he still regarded the Wang brothers as friends.

Inexplicably came to this era, Li Su was too lonely and needed friends too much.

"Dad, what's wrong with the Wang family?" Li Su quietly asked Li Daozheng next to him.

After being kicked in the ass, Li Daozheng lowered his voice and said angrily: "Worship the Bodhisattva to be sincere!" What nonsense! ”

After being silent for a while, Li Daozheng suddenly sighed deeply: "The third child is dead, and the fourth child has also started to have a fever when I hear it, but his father and mother are fine......

Li Su's mood became heavier and heavier, and he straightened up and looked at the Wang brothers who worshiped the Buddha in front of him, his back was so depressed and depressed, even Li Su could clearly feel the kind of bereavement that hurt into the bone marrow.

The crowd of worshippers followed the movements of the monks, and when the monks kowtowed, everyone followed and kowtowed, and when the monks chanted, everyone knelt honestly and did not move, mixed with the suppressed sobs of the mothers-in-law and aunts.

After kneeling for I don't know how long, the monks finally stood up, pronounced a long Buddha call, and then closed their eyes and did not move.

Grandpa Zhao, the old man in the village, immediately held a tray with both hands, covered with red silk, the monk uncovered the red silk with an expressionless face, and more than ten copper coins lay quietly on the tray.

"The people of the village have all come together, and there is only so much left, and I am willing to make incense for the masters......"

"Amitabha, the donor is wrong, the monks are greedy and hateful, what is the use of asking for money? Money is offered to the Bodhisattva, to accumulate merit in this life, and to eliminate the sins of previous lives. A slightly chubby monk with a shiny glow corrected sternly.

Old man Zhao nodded again and again and laughed: "Yes, yes, the old man is wrong, it's for the Bodhisattva, it's for the Bodhisattva's ......."

"It's not 'giving', it's 'respecting'!" The monk seriously corrected again, typical of patients with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Yes, yes, yes."

The fat monk squinted to the side, and another short monk immediately took the tray.

Money is in the pocket, and now it's time to **.

The fat monk lowered his head and recited a few verses silently, and then pointed to the incense burner full of incense ashes on the altar in front of him and said: "The three poor monks and brothers are not afraid of the plague, they work hard, and they have exhausted their life's work to pray for the blessing and longevity of the Taiping villagers. ”

Old man Zhao was overjoyed and thanked him again and again, and the villagers behind him cried and kowtowed to the monks, a warm picture of a family of monks and laymen.

When the villagers of Manping kowtowed and thanked him, Li Su took advantage of his father's inattention, quietly withdrew from the crowd of kneeling and worshipped, dodged and hid behind a haystack, listening to the three monks' gossip to confuse the crowd, Li Su let out an angry snort.

"Humph!"

It's strange that there is an echo in the haystack......

In the previous life, the wall of the Temple of Heaven Emperor Dome in Beijing was a famous echo wall, could it be that the men in Guanzhong inadvertently created an echo wall when they piled up haystacks?

"Humph!" Li Su snorted again, pure and real nature.

"Humph!"

God Sync ......

Could it be that the Bodhisattva has manifested his spirit? Seeing that some mortals were unhappy with him, they deliberately went down to the mortal to retaliate against him, and the way to retaliate was to hum back?

Which bodhisattva is so boring......

Li Su followed the sound, and after bypassing the two stacks of haystacks, he finally saw this boring Bodhisattva - maybe not a Bodhisattva, at least the Bodhisattva would not wear a bun, a flat hybrid hat, and a blue-blue robe......

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