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Chapter 997 The legend of the ghost-faced demon!

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    On the boundless prairie, two sacred mountains stand.

    Yanzhi Mountain and Qilian Mountain are like mother¡¯s cradle,

    The grass is lush and the flowers are blooming,

    The lake water is clear, the cattle and sheep are fat,

    It¡¯s a nomad¡¯s paradise,

    That¡¯s the most beautiful place,

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    "The loss of my Yanzhi Mountain has made my women colorless,

    Losing our Qilian Mountains will prevent our animals from having any rest!

    In the spring of March, the ice and snow melt, all things grow and thrive. On the boundless prairie, the herdsmen wave their whips, sing songs, drive herds of livestock, and look for pasture everywhere. For the nomads, the water and grass there are rich.  That¡¯s my hometown!

    Spring comes late in the north, and the grass has just covered the earth. The livestock groups that have endured a hard winter are gnawing the tips of the grass desperately and chirping happily. If they don't eat enough and accumulate enough fat, they won't be able to survive the next winter!

    Green grass is the life of cattle and sheep, and cattle and sheep are the life of herdsmen. A dozen Huns galloped on horseback and carefully managed the livestock. Life on the grassland was difficult. White disasters, black disasters, wolf disasters, mosquito disasters happened from time to time.  A large number of livestock were destroyed, and many tribesmen also starved to death. In the past, with their fast horses and scimitars, they could go to Han to plunder, but in the past seven or eight years, no one dared to cross the Great Wall!

    Hulik is a small herdsman who oversees dozens of herdsmen. He owns a pasture with a radius of hundreds of miles, hundreds of horses, hundreds of strong cattle, and thousands of fat sheep. This is what he paid for with all his scars.  Yes, it is also the capital on which to survive!

    Hu Li Ke is proud for two reasons: First, he is fifty years old this year, with gray hair on his temples and accumulated wrinkles. He is a weather-beaten old herdsman. The environment on the grassland is harsh, coupled with the epidemic of diseases and continuous battles, the Huns  Human lifespan is extremely short. Most people do not live past the age of forty. Fifty years old is considered a long life!

    Secondly, he was an excellent horseman and a brave man. With countless military exploits, he finally became a herdsman. He also married four women and gave birth to twelve children. Three sons and one daughter survived and grew up.  , the survival rate of one third is already very satisfactory!

    Hu Li Ke was also sad. He had been fighting for many years and was covered with scars. One eye was left on the battlefield, and his left leg was injured and disabled. Every time it was windy or rainy, it made him miserable. He also had to work hard to raise  His sons also left him one after another

    Ten years ago, the eldest son went on an expedition with King Zuo Xian and died in battle by a river in Youzhou-Yuyang County. It is said that he was burned to death by a fire and no bones were left!

    Eight years ago, the second son went on an expedition with the Great Chanyu. As a result, in the battle of Yanmen Pass, he was killed by the Han army's rolling logs. His bones were piled up into the "Jingguan", and his soul was sent to hell, where he will never be reincarnated!

    Half a month ago, my youngest son, who had just grown up, was also forcibly conscripted into the army. He was in the court of the Huns, arranging his horse and bending his bow, preparing to go into battle. Once he steps into the battlefield, life or death may be unpredictable!

    "The great God of Immortality protects my little son. May he be safe and sound. He must not follow the Great Chanyu on an expedition, nor cross the border of the Great Wall, nor meet the demon generalherding horses, herding sheep, and chasing water and grass. This is the life of the Huns!  "

    Thinking of the past tragedy, Hu Li Ke knelt down on the ground, kissed the prairie, and silently prayed for his youngest son, who was the last bloodline of the family!

    The Huns are brave and good at fighting. They always think that they are wolves and the Han people in the mainland are sheep. They can bully them at will and will never change. However, a battle in Yanmen changed this concept. Hu Li Ke was also on the battlefield and witnessed the process with his own eyes.  ¡­

    Amid the thundering horns, the Huns warriors rushed up one by one, and fell down one by one. Corpses piled up like mountains, and blood flowed into rivers. No matter how much they paid, they just couldn't capture the Han city. They fainted among the dead, and then retrieved them.  A life, but it became a disability!

    Yu Fuluo, the Great Chanyu, a great hero across the grassland, was seriously wounded by an arrow from the Han army guard and died on his way back. Twenty thousand warriors from each tribe died in battle, and countless others were injured. From then on, "Ghost Face"  The four words "devil" have become the nightmare of the Huns. They are used to curse, swear, and scare children. The effect is surprisingly good!

    "Hello, Grandpa Hulik, we are back from herding sheep, let's tell you a story quickly!"

    "Tell me a nice story about the ghost-faced devil. What does he look like? Does he really skin people and eat their hearts?"

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    During lunch, all the herdsmen gathered around. In addition to the elderly, women, and some children, the Huns royal court conducted a large-scale recruitment campaign and took all the young men away. Only the old and weak women and children were left, reluctantly herding horses and sheep.  Expected"If there is color, if there is no color"

    The novice monks took out their gourds and poured out some black pills, which have various functions such as analgesia, hemostasis, and detoxification. In the eyes of the Han people, they are just ordinary medicines, but in the eyes of the Huns, they are a panacea.  !

    The novices recited scriptures and touched their heads to give blessings. As for the blessings of the unintentional master, only the nobles could enjoy it. This is not surprising. The Buddha said: "The four elements are empty and all living beings are equal." However, within the Buddhist family, there are also  , Bodhisattva, Arhat, Messenger there are many levels, but they themselves are not equal, how can they equal all sentient beings?

    Amidst cheers, the driver continued on his journey. He had no intention of going to the court of the Huns to persuade Liu Bao, the Great Chanyu, to stop fighting and negotiate peace with the Han people and form an alliance forever. This is a long-term solution!

    ?? What are the benefits of this? First, stop fighting, save countless lives, and establish supreme merit by yourself; second, tell a good friend that what can conquer the grassland is not swords, but Buddhism!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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