When he made up his mind, he began to plan his own plan, and now he had put life and death out of the way, even if he died, he wanted to know the secret of Baisha.

His plan is divided into three parts, the first part, he used the little white sand in his father's hand when he died as a sample, and began to explore the information of Baisha in the Western Regions with great fanfare, and even claimed that he could buy this white sand at the most expensive price, or offered a large reward for information about Baisha.

Of course, after the implementation of the first part of the plan, the result obtained was as he expected, he did not find any information about Baisha in the Western Regions, and the people here were the same as the people in the Central Plains, and no one had ever seen this kind of Baisha.

In the second part of the plan, not long after he spread the news of the acquisition of White Sands, he began to find ways to make himself disappear. He knew that the hidden mysterious force would definitely monitor his every move, so he had to make himself disappear for a while, and he had to make himself mysterious, so that the other party would not know if he had any information about Baisha.

He knew that the best way not to be monitored in the Western Regions was to hide in the desert, and only by staying away from the crowd would he get out of the control of that mysterious force. Of course, he also knew that it would be extremely risky to do so, because the other party would most likely not give him a chance to escape from the control area, and might even see that he had the intention of fleeing, and would kill him.

In order to succeed in escaping the mysterious power, he did something detrimental to the local people, and he began to set fire to the city, burning down several inns and shops in the city, and then took advantage of the chaos to escape from the city and into the desert.

The first and second parts went smoothly, and he began to plan the most dangerous part in the desert.

He spent seven nights alone in the desert, and did not come out of the desert until there was only enough food and water left for him to return.

After he came out, he went to a small tribe nearby, where he bought a few large wooden boxes, and asked the tribe to transport the wooden boxes to the desert, and he filled several large wooden boxes with sand by himself. Then quickly return to the city, and at the cost of bankruptcy, pay a lot of money to hire local caravans and swordsmen.

In order to prevent the other party from seeing the flaw, he did not stop for more than a moment, and rushed to the Central Plains with the caravan. He knew that the consequences of doing so would be very strict, but he still wanted to fight, and he wanted to put it to death and come back to life.

Of course, he also understood that doing so might affect everyone in this caravan, and it would be like the 27 people in that caraver, all of whom would have to die, so before the caravan set off, he prepaid the silver taels for this shipment of goods in advance.

On the way back to the Central Plains, as long as every time they slept in the open, he would pay attention to some situations in the distance, not only to be careful, but also to see if the other party had taken the bait.

Sure enough, when he was resting in the open area, he noticed that someone on the mountain in the distance was looking at them. But when he looked at the man, he disappeared into the mountains very quickly.

Realizing that the mysterious power had taken the bait, he began to hatch an even crazier plan, to capture alive the man who had been watching him. He took advantage of the opportunity to pass through the town, secretly hired a few people in the town, and pretended to follow the caravan with the knifeman who pressed the goods, so that the number of the caravan did not change, and it would not arouse the suspicion of the other party. And he and the real swordsmen had already arrived in advance of the night where they were going to camp tomorrow, and quickly familiarized themselves with the terrain, found the most favorable position for observation, and laid an ambush there in advance.

It seemed that this qiē was arranged very carefully, but what he never expected was that the person who monitored him and the caravan turned out to be a person who had made him search for many years, and he recognized this person at a glance, it was the mysterious person who gave it to his father Baisha back then.

He originally thought that this mysterious man would not tell his secret lightly, but he was wrong, this mysterious man not only told him about Baisha, but also taught him how to beware of the hidden mysterious power. And he found that this mysterious man had no ill will from beginning to end, both to his father and to him, this mysterious man had helped.

After talking to the mysterious man in Tongguò, he learned about Baisha, and it turned out that this mysterious person and his father, including his father's old friends, were old acquaintances, and they had been in the grave together for a long time, until they discovered the secret of Baisha during a desert fight, and they both changed their names, and they have not been in contact since. Until one day, I don't know who put a handful of white sand in front of the mysterious man's bed, and the mysterious man immediately felt bad, so he went to his father, hoping that his father would leave quickly with his wife and children.

The mysterious man told him that the white sand had some kind of magical effect, a special energy, which was endless and would never disappear. But in the hands of ordinary people, it is worthless and useless, but in the hands of some people, it is a sharp weapon to subvert the world, and it is likely to be the source of the destruction of everything in the world. The mysterious man said that when they knew that the effect of White Sands was so powerful, they also discovered that there was a powerful force hidden in the dark corners that was protecting the secrets of White Sands.

When he learned about Baisha, he accepted the mysterious man's advice, poured out all the sand from the wooden box, and sent the caravan and swordsman back.

After the mysterious man left, he never figured out one thing, and that was about the identity of the mysterious man. At that time, no matter how he asked, the mysterious man never left his name, the only thing he revealed was how the mysterious man got along with his father, and did not say anything about the mysterious man himself.

This puzzled him, he only knew one characteristic of the mysterious man, the mysterious man's fingers seemed to be born to rob the tomb, and three of them were very long.

When the brocade scroll saw this, I couldn't help but glance at the little wolf's hand, and I was immediately shocked. Xin said, what is the situation, could it be that the mysterious person written on the brocade scroll is a member of the Murong family?

In fact, without looking at the little wolf's fingers, I can also think that the characteristics of this mysterious person are the characteristics of the Murong family, but after reading the little wolf's fingers, I am even more convinced that the mysterious person in the brocade scroll must be a member of the Murong family.

Although the scroll says that Baisha has magical energy, it does not describe in detail what kind of energy it is. And in my opinion, what this mysterious man said was a bit exaggerated, so exaggerated that I couldn't even believe the truth of the account.

I thought to myself, what kind of miraculous effect, special energy, can destroy everything in the whole world, this is simply impossible. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the account on the scroll was too exaggerated, and in short, I was skeptical.

But when I think about the white sand here, I seem to think of something. The heart said, could it be that this white sand really has some kind of magical power that can promote the growth of that thing in the white sand?

Maybe I'm wrong, but one thing is true, and that is the monster in the white sands, it does operate in the white sands, and I have seen it with my own eyes and witnessed it myself.

There are a few brocade scrolls in the back, I read them all in one go, which describes his incognito life, although there are also mentions of Baisha, but they are all unimportant information. Until I saw the last piece, the last sentence read:

This kind of life is not suitable for me, rather than living like this, it is better to find out, even if I know the magic of Baisha and die, I will die without regrets in this life. I'm going to go to that desert and see what's so magical about the white sands.

At this point, the account of the brocade scroll ends here, and I don't know if the person who wrote the scroll succeeded or not, so there is no more follow-up.

I would have liked him to succeed, because I found him to be very much like me, no, I should say that I was like him, and had a very curious heart, and would do whatever it took to achieve a goal.

After reading all the brocade scrolls, I did have a certain understanding of Baisha, but it was not comprehensive, I can only say that I roughly know that Baisha is magical, what is magical, how it is magical, these are not described, and there is no record in the brocade scroll where the origin of Baisha is?

Maybe the little wolf already knew about the magic of Baisha described on the brocade scroll, after all, this is the place of the Murong family, so I think the little wolf doesn't care about this information, he should only care about the source of Baisha.

To be honest, looking at these brocade scrolls, I was somewhat disappointed, after all, there is no record of the origin of Baisha, and there is no mention of whether the person who wrote the brocade scrolls succeeded or not. Maybe I'm a little bit worried about the ancients by watching the Three Kingdoms shed tears.

“139，140，141……”

"Can you count without making a sound?" Meng Xinrui shouted at the old prostitute.

"No, I don't fucking count and don't delay you, don't talk to me." After the old prostitute finished speaking, he continued to count the books he had sorted out.

"Old prostitute, what are you counting it for? Does the idle egg hurt? After I finished speaking, I saw that the old prostitute ignored me, so I said it again.

"I'm cāo, can you not interrupt, and fucking forget, I have to count it again." The old prostitute got the books she had just counted together, and then said: "My day, do you think Lao Tzu is willing to count, it's not to help Zhanzhao count how many such account books there are here." Don't fucking talk to me this time, I'm going to count it again. ”

I looked over to the old prostitute, and it turned out that this guy was in charge of sorting out those account books, and his workload was much larger than mine.

Watching the old prostitute count seriously, I was also idle and painful, so I gathered the brocade roll and began to count it.

In fact, before the little wolf asked me to sort out the brocade scrolls, I had already counted them, and there were 116 pieces in total. There's no need to count it again, but seeing that the old prostitute counts so seriously, I also got into the fun, and it just so happened that I had to rearrange the order of the brocade scrolls, after all, after reading the brocade scrolls just now, it was easy to put them away, so I still need to rearrange them.

While sorting out the order of the brocade scrolls, I counted until the last piece was finished, and I still counted 115 in my mouth. But when I put down the brocade scroll, I immediately realized that something was wrong, how could it be 115 yuan? It should be 116 yuan. I hurriedly counted it again, but this time it was still 115 yuan.