The Shamin calendar is very strange, they regard a winter as a year, and the three seasons of spring, summer and autumn are counted as half a year, and the year of the Han calendar is one and a half years old...... According to Shamin's calculations, Sampu is more than 110 years old and a real old man.

Although he is old, his body is unusually strong, and he is much stronger than ordinary young men.

Tampu is a sacrifice among the sand people, and he usually cultivates hard and strictly restricts his diet, so he can carry a huge package on his back, walk and stop in the wilderness, and run for sixteen days, and he has not fallen down until now.

Tamp was very unlucky during the day today, he met three hungry wolves, fortunately these beasts were isolated lonely ghosts, unable to summon a large group of the same race, after a fight, Samp killed one, and the other two fled.

The wolf is the god in the hearts of the dog herdsmen, and it cannot be blasphemed, otherwise there will be bad luck; The Sandfolk are the opposite, they see wolves as evil spirits, and if they kill them, they will receive the blessings of the gods. Sure enough, after killing the wolf, Samp's luck improved, and he actually found a mound at nightfall.

It's just a small mound, but it's big enough to shelter the winds that almost blow into the cracks and dry the bone marrow at night in the wasteland.

Choosing the direction of leeward, and using the shovel that all the sandmen would carry, he quickly dug a hole that sloped into the ground and could bear the two of them lying side by side.

After that, Samp put the package he was carrying in the earth first.

If there were other sandfolk present and seeing Sampu's baggage, they would have been shocked and scolded. Furoshiki is a special shroud for the burial of the deceased by the sandmen, and then look at the shape of the bag... The vertical shape, Chengren is tall and short, and it is clearly a corpse.

The sand people are kind to the dead, but they don't have the saying that the bones are returned to their hometowns, and it is really good to pay attention to putting the bones into the ground as soon as possible, so it is a serious crime for the sand people to run around with the corpses, and Sang Pu is a sacrifice and knowingly committed, which is a crime of one more degree.

The corpse steadily took up half of the cavern.

After hiding the body, Samp was not in a hurry to rest, he circled around again, and only after making sure that there were no pursuers did he go back to the cave.

In the days of escape, he couldn't help but be careless.

He was injured in the fight with the hungry wolf, and he had just been busy, and the bandaged wound oozed blood again, but Poussin didn't care about this, and as soon as he lay down in the earth hole, he fell asleep, he was too tired...... In the middle of the night, Samp opened his eyes, and he had slept less than two hours, but he could only sleep so much, and the pursuers had been biting very close, not allowing him to rest a little longer.

Maybe he had just woken up from a deep sleep, Samp was a little confused, his expression was confused, his eyes were confused, he didn't know where he was for a while, and he suddenly came back to his senses after a while, and his first reaction was to look at the package around him... The package was intact, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Samp climbed out of the cave, only then did he feel the discomfort of the wound, he bandaged it again, he looked up at the starry sky, roughly discerned the distance, bent down and reached out to pull the package in the cave, ready to continue on his way. But to great surprise, he reached into the hole and failed to catch the burden, but grabbed a hand.

Samp instinctively withdrew his hand, but the hand in the cave was solid and powerful, not only could it not be thrown away, but it rushed up with the help of force, and his hand had arms under him and shoulders behind his arms...... The whole body escaped from the cave. Thorrified, Tamp screamed and fell backwards.

But before he could hit the ground on his back, the 'corpse' that had just jumped out of the cave grabbed him again, frowned and asked, "Who are you and where is this?" ”

After taking a few breaths and exclaiming for a while, Samp suddenly laughed, and at the same time reached out and patted his forehead: It's really old and confused, what is there to be afraid of? Everyone else said that it was a corpse, but he knew that this person was alive.

Just now, while he was bandaging his wounds, the young man in the shroud woke up and broke open the package... It's a normal thing.

Tamp couldn't understand what the 'corpse' was saying, so he tried to say a few words in Shamin and Goujun, and the 'corpse' shook his head helplessly. The language of the two sides did not understand each other, but Samp was not discouraged, and made a few gestures back and forth, signaling the other party to go with him.

However, only the left hand gestured, Samp turned his right hand behind his back, quietly holding the short knife that was not part of the back waist, if the 'corpse' refused to obey, Samp didn't mind swinging the knife to pick his hamstrings, no matter what, this person had to be brought to the sand master.

This is the opportunity he has been waiting for for twenty years, and there must be no slip of the slightest.

…… Compared with the Inurong herdsmen who now rule the grasslands, the history of the sand people is much older.

They are a large tribe on the grassland, but they are not a tribe, and in the process of living and reproducing for a long time, the understanding of the faith of the sand people has also diverged, and they have gradually divided into many tribes, large and small.

Although the understanding of beliefs is different, the respect for the gods is the same, coupled with the kind and optimistic celestial surnames and almost identical living customs, the many tribes of the Sha people have always lived together and lived in harmony.

Each tribe of the sand people has its own sand king, and above the sand king, there is also a 'sand master', if you do not consider power and faith, purely from the structural point of view, there are some similarities with Tibet: Bojie Great Living Buddha dominates the entire plateau, there are countless other living Buddhas under his jurisdiction, and the Esoteric sects are also different.

The sand lord himself is also the king of the most powerful clan, and his status is above that of other small and medium-sized tribes, but since ancient times, this 'sand lord' has been a false title, and its spiritual significance is far beyond real power. The sand kings of all ethnic groups are humble and respectful to him, and the sand lords take care of their own families, and they will not interfere in the affairs of other ethnic groups easily.

In the event of a war with the outside world, in peacetime, a plate of scattered sand, although mixed together but loose structure, no matter how strong if all ethnic groups are equal, the sand people have been like this for generations, until forty years ago, the new sand lord out of nowhere to collect a few Han people, gradually became ambitious, intending to make the false title of 'sand master' into a real royal power, wanting to gather the sand people into a whole.

The process of reunification was not too bloody, the sand lord was ambitious and talented, force was only an auxiliary means, and more of a 'miracle' was to create a 'miracle' to invite the people to buy the hearts of the people, and it took nearly 20 years before and after to subdue the various ministries one after another. In fact, it is definitely a good thing for the Shamin to be truly unified, but not everyone agrees that the way of life that has been inherited for thousands of years is not so easy to change.

Among the many tribes, there is a 'Baiyin' tribe, which is also a large clan among the sand people in terms of scale, and they have always been unwilling to accept the sand lord as the true king, and by twenty years ago, the sand lord has unified the whole clan, and only this one refuses to submit.

Seeing that the great cause is about to be accomplished, how can the sand lord give up, and when all kinds of means are exhausted and Bai Yin is still unable to subdue, he will use force if he can't say it...... His life was hard, and there were strong enemies outside, and no one wanted to fight a civil war, but at that time, both sides were ready to shoot. If the sand lord retreats, those tribes who have been subdued under the tent will also loosen their minds, and the hard work of the previous twenty years will be wasted; Bai Yin can't bow his head, otherwise there will only be sand people in the world and no more Bai Yin.

It is a good thing that the sand lord unifies all the ethnic groups, Bai Yin is reluctant to surrender but just does not want to turn his back on the ancestors, everyone thinks differently, it doesn't matter who is right and who is wrong.

When the two sides were tense and about to go to war, an accident suddenly happened: the son of the Baiyin Sand King and the heir of the Baiyin clan fell off the cliff and was seriously injured and fell into a coma.

The sand lord took the opportunity to spread rumors that Bai Yin was dissatisfied with the true king, so the prince suffered bad luck, which was a punishment from the gods.

For a while, the people of the Baiyin Department were panicked, and the military appearance was far inferior, but now that such a thing happened, this battle was almost impossible to fight.

Bai Yin's situation was extremely unfavorable, but he didn't expect things to turn around again, Prince Bai Yin was in a coma for three days and three nights, and when he woke up again, there was an amazing change:

Prince Baiyin is also a big man, but although he is big, he is weak. The prince has been sick since he was a child, and when he grows up, his strength is much worse than that of his clan, and his skills in wrestling are even worse, and he is the weakest among the princes of all the tribes, but after waking up this time, he suddenly became infinitely powerful, and the fighting skills of all kinds of sand people are also self-taught.

On the day he woke up, the prince single-handedly defeated the combined attack of three of the strongest warriors in his clan. Needless to say, the theory of divine punishment is purely deceptive, even a blind person can see that Prince Baiyin's experience is clearly a 'divine favor'.

The matter of Prince Baiyin spread quickly, and the morale of the army was reversed, and the morale of the army under the Sha Lord was weakened, and the morale of the whole Baiyin clan was high...... However, what has changed is only the momentum, the warrior of the sand lord is several times that of Bai Yin, this weight will not change in the slightest, and if you really want to fight, it will not be beneficial to anyone.

Two days later, the sand lord and the sand king of Baiyin made the final negotiation, everyone thought that there was nothing to talk about, and there would be a war, but the result was unexpected again, after the negotiation, although Bai Yin did not say that he wanted to serve the true king forever, but announced to the outside world that he was willing to listen to the orders of the sand lord; The sand lord did not scatter and mix Baiyin everywhere as he did when he incorporated other tribes, but passed down a royal decree on the same day, ordering Baiyin to go south to open up the territory and find a warmer place to settle for the sand people.

It is not difficult to understand that the two sides finally reached an agreement: the sand lord asked Bai Yin for a face; Bai Yin left the base camp and left his hometown where he had lived and multiplied for generations, to find a new home to live alone.

In fact, as early as a few years ago, when Bai Yin saw that the sand lord's power was getting stronger and stronger and difficult to resist, he proposed to the sand lord that they should leave the camp, so as not to look at each other and avoid the pain of civil war, but at that time the sand lord did not agree, although the response was quite tactful, but the meaning of the words could not be clearer: either surrender or be exterminated, there is no third way to go.

But after the miracle happened to Prince Baiyin, the morale of both sides reversed, and the sand lord was not afraid of fighting but was really unwilling to bear too much loss, not to mention that the 'gods' had a great impact on people's hearts, and even if they could win, they would hurt their prestige, so they let them go.

After leaving the camp, Baiyin migrated southward, perhaps the gods really favored them, and at this time a fierce war broke out between the Uighurs and the dogs, and the grasslands that had been occupied by wolves and would not be allowed to be set foot by humans were cleared by the Uighur warriors, and Baiyin took advantage of the situation and settled.

The sand people who fought with Song Yang and his party first on the sea of flowers, and then exterminated the wolf soldiers chasing the soldiers, are the Baiyin clan, and the current Baiyin Sha King is the prince who won the favor of the gods in the past.

Anyone with ambition will also hide an obsession in his chest, and the sand lord is no exception, he is angry about failing to subdue Baiyin, although the two sides have reached an agreement, but this matter is far from over for him, in Baiyin there is his long hidden annihilation, this person has a high status, in the Baiyin clan as a priest in the important position, called Sangpu.

In the twenty years since Bai Yin left the base camp, Sampu and the sand lord have never broken contact, but they really can't find any opportunity, they can't break the agreement to lead troops to attack, if that's the case, why let Bai Yin leave back then?

As the days passed, the sand lord was getting old, Prince Baiyin had become the sand king, and all the sand people were almost accustomed to the current state of 'splitting'...... A while ago, Sampu and other priests sewed the corpses of the contract tribe in the sea of flowers and buried them. The customs of the sand people are special, and they don't have to be too particular when burying the corpses of the enemy, but they don't just dig a pit and bury them for their own people.

Their method of selecting acupuncture points is unique and simple, all sand people will raise a non-poisonous sand lizard, which is larger than geckos, and they like to drill around in the sand and soil the most, and when they bury their companions, the sand lizard will be released, and the place where they burrow is the center of an acupuncture point.

There are many sand people who died in the sea of flowers, and a group of sacrifices are busy, and every time a corpse is stitched, the sand lizard will be released to find acupuncture points, dig holes, bury them, and then send a eulogy, and then go to place the next corpse. The sand people bury the corpses without erecting monuments or piling graves, and after breaking ground, they have to restore everything to their original state, leaving no traces. It's easy to get into trouble doing this, the surrounding land looks the same, and if you bury too many corpses, you will inevitably forget the location, maybe dig up an acupuncture point and see that there is already a fellow clan lying inside. However, the priests never worry about 'burying the weight', and the sand lizard has a strange instinct, and they will never burrow into the place where the bones are buried.

At that time, Sampu did the same thing as other sacrifices, but once he dug up the dirt according to the sand lizard's instructions, and was shocked to find a corpse lying underneath.

It was a strange thing, and the sand lizard had never made such a mistake after following him for many years, because the priests were scattered and busy, and no one on Tamp's side paid no attention to the situation, and no one came to take a look.

Samp looked closely at the corpse and recognized it as the young Han man who had stopped the sandstorm and killed many of them that night.

Samp thought about it, piled up the pit again, restored it to its original state, and then released another sand lizard that he had raised, and this one, like the previous one, burrowed into the place where the young Han was buried. Sand lizards must stay away from the bones, and there is no doubt about this sacrifice, otherwise they would not be regarded as spiritual objects for the dead to seek shelter.

There's only one explanation...... Samp dug the burrow again, and carefully observed the corpse of the young Han man, at that time it had been several days since the fierce battle in the sea of flowers, even if the grassland was getting cold and the corpse was decomposing slowly, at least there would be corpse spots, at least the stomach would be swollen, but the Han people were only stiff and cold, as if they had just died, and all other 'symptoms' were gone.

Samp finally made up his mind, and in an instant he only felt his blood boiling, and he wanted to cry loudly. Whether the Han Chinese died and rose again or never died, Sampu did not know, and did not have much interest in tracking down, only that in the belief of the Shamin, the rebirth of the enemy who should have been to the earth was a warning from the gods to the unfaithful.

Twenty years ago, Bai Yin escaped from the rule of the sand lord by virtue of the 'gods', and now there is a real 'warning sign' that Bai Yin has gone astray.

Sampu finally waited for the opportunity he had prayed to the gods countless times, this young man, he must be sent to the sand lord. Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of his companions, Sampu fled from the sea of flowers with the 'corpses', while the other priests did not find that one person was missing until they had buried all the warriors and returned from the assembly two days later.

…… The night wind was blowing, blowing on the two people, and the clothes were hunting.

Samp tried to make a kind smile, but the palm of the short knife behind his back gave birth to layers of cold sweat, smooth and uncomfortable, he knew that this young man was very fierce, and he only had one chance to sneak attack.

The young man frowned at him, a little wary but not too hostile, and after a moment of silence, he was about to say something, his expression suddenly changed, he bowed down and turned to run, his steps were strong and his body was strong, and after a moment he disappeared into the night.

Samp was anxious and angry, and chased after him, but he didn't run long before dozens of figures flashed out like ghosts and surrounded him steadily.

Samp was taken aback, turned his hand and drew a short knife to take on a posture of defending against the enemy, but after seeing the person clearly by the moonlight, he sighed deeply and threw away the knife in his hand.

Each of the people surrounding him was the best warrior of the Baiyin Clan, and with his age and strength, he was no match for them.

The samurai did not show their blades, and although their attitude towards Samp was not friendly, it was not as vicious as that of the enemy, and the leader stepped forward and whispered to him for a while...... Sampu is a fine annihilation from the sand lord, which is something that the sand king has known for a long time, but Bai Yin has no ulterior secrets, and Sampu's sacrifice is also dutiful, and the sand king has never broken it.

The Sand King didn't know that he had stolen a 'corpse', but he knew the identity of Sampu, so how could he ignore it when he left suddenly this time, and the three hundred elites sent out were scattered into several teams to chase him down, no matter what Sampu planned to do, he would be arrested first.

The sand people are simple, defeat is defeat, Samp neither defends nor resists, hangs his head and walks in the direction of the Baiyin brigade with the pursuers, but he occasionally turns around and looks in the direction where the 'corpse' left... Now he probably understood that the 'corpse' suddenly fled, and he should have found that the sandman warriors were surrounding, and he escaped from the siege first.

The group of dozens of people quickly left, but unexpectedly, and even more unnoticed, by the samurai to the sampling, a figure lying below the ground leaped up and followed them steadily, beyond the limit of their line of sight.

(To be continued)