The wind and sand are reckless, covering the sky and the sun. The 800-mile Huangquan Desert burst into a storm that swept across the boundless barren land and did not stop for a long time.

In the vast wind and sand, a white-clothed figure walked against the wind, and the dust of the sand and gravel blew on his face, as if covered with a layer of cigarette towel, and he could no longer distinguish his appearance. Even in the center of such a huge storm, this man in white was not afraid and still struggled to move forward step by step. He seems to be looking for something in this vast desert, and his unwavering faith supports him not to give up.

Gradually, the storm grew smaller, and a small pile of sand rose in the sand ahead, looking out of place in the entire endless flat desert. When the man in white saw this mound of earth, he looked very excited, and he hurried to the front, knelt down on the sand, and scraped the thick layer of yellow sand with his hands.

Soon, the yellow sand covered was pushed to both sides, revealing a sand pit, and a figure dressed in black fell in the sand pit, with a faint blood stain under him. The blood had already seeped into the sand, staining half of the sand pit, and I didn't know how much blood the man in black had shed.

The man in white immediately helped the man in black up, only to see that the man in black had a black veil covering his face, tightly wrapping his face. One of his hands was on his chest, where a large hole appeared, and bright red blood was pouring out of the hole in his heart.

The man in white looked very pleased, stretched out a left hand to help the man in black cover the fatal wound on his chest, and said, "Brother Pu, you are going to be sent to the world, but it won't be too long, and you will come back soon." ”

The man in black gasped and looked up at the man in white, and said, "Brother...... How did I end up here?...... How did you get out?"

The man in white sighed: "I didn't come out, you see another me, but I know how you were injured and where you came from." I don't have much time to explain to you now, but I'll tell you more when you come back from the human world. Now I have something very important to ask you, please be sure to help me do it when I go to the yang world. ”

The man in black struggled and nodded, and asked, "Brother, please say, I will do anything for you." ”

The man in white took out a book from his arms, wrapped it in an oilcloth, stuffed it into the arms of the man in black, and said, "You can help me send this book of war to the human world." The package has the name of the person you're delivering to, he's still a kid, but he'll be a part of me in the future. ”

The man in black was a little surprised, and said, "Are you going to give it to yourself in the future generations......?"

The man in white said lightly: "So what? Brother Pu was sent here, and it was already against the sky." ”

The man in black said: "Of course, there is no problem with helping you deliver books, it's just ...... I'm worried if I'll be able to make it to that point...... I should have been dead, and the blood in my heart was running out...... If he is sent to the human realm like this, I am afraid that he will ...... Only to die faster. ”

The man in white said: "It's okay. I give you my life enough to sustain you until you complete your mission and come back. ”

The man in black was shocked when he heard this, and said in surprise: "What?...... Brother, you're going to sacrifice yourself?"

The man in white said faintly: "My life no longer belongs to me, if I can exchange the short life of this life for the stability of the next life, why not? ”

The man in black seemed to understand something, so he stopped talking.

The man in white raised his hand in the air and made a move, and a spell ignited from his fingertips, popping, but seeing that his entire body turned into a little spirit in an instant, like a spring rain, and like starlight, all sprinkled on the body of the man in black, and the whole life was injected into the body of the man in black like flowing water.

Just as the hand that the man in white had lit the spell was finally gone, another spell silently pressed against the man in black's chest. The man in black flashed a white light all over his body, dazzling and dazzling, swallowing the entire black body in a blink of an eye, turning into a door of light in the flat ground, and the man in black disappeared into this white door of light like lightning.

The north is bitterly cold, with strong winds, yellow sand, and rugged roads.

In such bad weather, a large group of men and horses can still be seen walking against the wind on the empty desert, although the men and horses are difficult to drive, but they are still full of swords and guns, and the flags are neat. A big flag of the Chinese army fluttered in the wind, and the word "Cao" was particularly eye-catching.

A tall white horse is slowly moving along with a carriage.

In the midst of the carriage covered by the umbrella of Hua Luo lay a young scribe, his face haggard, as if he was terminally ill, but his eyes still revealed a resolute light.

The man on the white horse stroked his long hair with his hand, frowned, looked down at the young scribe, and said: "Feng Xiao is not accustomed to the water and soil, and is seriously ill, so how can I feel at ease because I want to level the desert and accompany me on a long journey to the bitter cold land of the north, so that I am not satisfied with the water and soil, and I am seriously ill!"

The young scribe who was called Fengxiao coughed a few times, but said firmly: "Guo Jia has received great grace from the prime minister, although death cannot be repaid. ”

The old man in Chinese clothes on the white horse was Cao Cao, he was very moved, his eyes were full of tears, he held Guo Jia's hand, and said: "But I see that the north is rugged, people and vehicles are difficult to travel, everyone is very difficult, I want to withdraw the army temporarily, what do you think?"

Guo Jia said: "The prime minister must not. As the saying goes, soldiers are expensive and fast, and now our army is attacking people for thousands of miles, and it is difficult to march quickly due to a lot of baggage, so it is better to send a team of lightly armed cavalry at the same time to take a shortcut from the side of the trail to make a surprise attack to cover up its unpreparedness. However, it is necessary to have a guide who knows the path of this place to lead the way, and the surprise attack can be realized. Yuan Shao's army must have had people who were familiar with the local customs. I heard that Tian Chou, the general of Yuan's army, knows this situation very well, and the prime minister might as well summon him to ask, and he can be used as a guide. ”

Cao Cao nodded yes. After Guo Jia finished speaking, he felt that his eyelids were heavy and his mind was dizzy, so he closed his eyes and rested.

Cao Cao summoned Tian Chou to inquire about the situation here, Tian Chou said: "There is water in autumn and summer, and the water accumulates into a river, but the water level is very shallow to sail in the water, and the bottom of the water is muddy, and the carriage and horse are easy to sink into, and it is the most difficult to move. It is better to divert to Yizhou, cross the risk of white sandalwood from Lulongkou, go out of the empty land, and approach Liucheng in front of it. ”

Cao Cao felt that it made sense, so the army moved on to the nearby city of Yizhou.

Arriving at the city of Yizhou, Cao Cao saw that Guo Jia was still unconscious, so he ordered someone to carry Guo Jia into the city, leaving him to rest in the city, and then returning to Yizhou to pick up Guo Jia after the Wuhuan army was eliminated. Therefore, Cao Cao sealed Tian Chou as the general of Jingbei, as a guide, as the vanguard of the front; the general Zhang Liao led the Chinese army to follow; Cao Cao personally led the rear army palace, the army left most of the baggage, men and horses were lightly armed, set off from the Yizhou Road to Lulongkou, and took the small road to bypass the desert and approached Liucheng.

On this night, the wind was howling, and the people of Yizhou City closed their doors and rested early.

Guo Jia on the hospital bed did not wake up from a coma, because he had not eaten for many days, his eye sockets were sinking day by day, and his originally handsome face was gone. In a trance, childhood memories surfaced in front of me.

It was a fruit grocery store, and my father, the shopkeeper, was busy buying goods, and a truckload of bayberry freshly picked from the orchard was brought in from outside the door. Little Guo Jia felt a little bored, so he went out, sat down on the steps on the corner of the street, played with the black and white chess pieces in his hand, and played Go with himself.

Suddenly, a man dressed in black came over, his face was full of beard, he looked very strange, his face was pale, there was not a trace of blood, but he covered his chest with one hand, and his steps were hobbling, as if he had been seriously injured. Blood seeped faintly from the stranger's heart, and flowed between his fingers. The strange man in black walked up to Guo Jia, as if he couldn't support it anymore, and fell down and sat down beside Guo Jia.

Guo Jia stared at the man in black with big curious eyes. The strange man gasped, glanced at Guo Jia, nodded, and said to himself, "It turned out to be you kid." What's your name?"

Guo Jia was a child after all, and he was a little afraid of him, so he said softly: "I, my name is Guo Fengxiao...... ”

The black-clothed strange man rolled his eyes, took out a blue book in his arms, handed it to Guo Jia, and said: "This "Taigong Yin Fu" is a military book, written by Jiang Shang, you take it, I believe you will read it well, and it will be of great use in the future." As he spoke, he stood up tremblingly against the wall, touched Xiao Guo Jia's head, and walked away. He seemed to be moving very slowly, and his steps were slow, but when Guo Jia glanced at the military book and looked up at him again, the back of the strange man in black had disappeared at the end of the street.

It's strange that at this moment of life, Guo Jia doesn't know why he thinks of this almost forgotten childhood past? Anyway, since then, "Taigong Yin Fu" has become Guo Jia's favorite book, and when he grows up, he has also become the first strategist under Cao Cao.

The medical officer boiled the herbs for Guo Jia on time, approached the bed and slowly approached the corner of his mouth with a soup spoon, and wanted to give him the corner of his mouth to swallow, but he never thought that Guo Jia suddenly raised his head and coughed violently, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then spread his head upside down on the bed.

The medical officer was shocked, and when he stepped forward to investigate, Guo Jia was no longer breathing. At this moment, everyone suddenly became in a hurry.

No one noticed that at this moment, a faint white shadow slowly gathered in the corner of the house, standing there, quietly watching everything in the house. The incense table on the table emitted a faint fragrance of wormwood smoke, and the wisps of white smoke seemed to merge with the white shadow, spreading to Guo Jia's bed.

At the same time, another white shadow floated on Guo Jia's body, it was a complete soul, which came out of the corpse and sat up. Guo Jia's soul slowly opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him.

The white shadow in front of him became clearer and clearer in his eyes, it was a slender figure, dressed in snow-white clothes, holding a long white spirit banner in his hand, motionless, strangely his face was also covered with a white veil, covering the entire face, and he couldn't see his face at all.

Guo Jia glanced back at his corpse on the bed, sighed, and said, "Am I dead?

The white veil on the white shadow's face moved slightly, and he said: "Yes, standing in front of you is the soul seducing messenger, and the Yin Si rewards the good and makes Bai Wuyan, to lead your soul to the underworld." ”

Guo Jia smiled and said, "Bai Wuyan, how come the impermanence ghost actually has its own name? It turns out that the legendary Bai Wuchang is not what you look like!"

The white yarn on Bai Wuchang's face moved again, and said, "We don't have much time, you follow me on the road, and I still have something to say to you on the road." Bai Wuchang shook the spirit banner in his hand, and a few strands of white filaments suddenly stretched out from the white banner, which stretched longer and longer, and slowly wrapped around Guo Jia's body.

Guo Jiaqi said: "What is this?"

Bai Wuchang replied: "This is a soul entanglement thread, which can lead you away so as not to get lost." Not every soul is as powerless as you, and some will struggle and will not follow. “

Guo Jia said helplessly: "Okay, then let's go on the road." Guo Jia looked back at his body again and looked at every corner of the room. Unexpectedly, this small Yizhou City became his burial place.

Bai Wuchang's figure didn't move, just raised the spirit flag, Guo Jia felt that he was flying, and then kept a distance of ten steps behind Bai Wuchang, floating unhurriedly on the ground, and actually came out through the wall, flying faster and faster, and left Yizhou City under the traction of the soul entanglement silk.