Dao Fruit

This book is the third one besides "System" and "Things". It is blurred as a whole. Now it jumps out without revealing its shape. It just rotates above Qiu Yan's head. The soldiers and doctors around him feel a jump in their hearts and feel a sense of pressure for no reason, but other than that, there is no other discovery.

However, Shi Gong and his party who were returning from outside the tent all felt something. They turned their heads and looked at the tent with different expressions.

At last, the general of Taizu shook his head and said, "Forget it, no need to say more, let's leave first, it's useless to stay here."

After saying this, even if Yang Zhong and others wanted to enter the tent to take a look, it was not easy to ask, so they could only leave with them.

Inside the tent, Qiu Yan stood in front of Lao Kai, staring at the book in his hand with a solemn expression.

There were words and pictures written on the book, and the words were crooked. In the eyes of scholars, it can be said that it is not good at all, and the lines of the picture are even more chaotic, and only a little general can be seen.

If the words and pictures are taken separately, it is difficult for people to understand them, but putting them together and referring to each other is another matter.

The doctor and several wounded soldiers who were close to them turned their eyes and could see the contents of the book, but they could not understand it. They just felt that it was a mess of ink.

However, in Qiu Yan's eyes, this mess was rising, decomposing, and reorganizing. Page by page, it was automatic without wind. A little bit of ink rose in the field of vision, and the lines interlaced, entangled, turned, ups and downs, and rose and fell, outlining the mountains, rivers, grasslands and deserts.

At the edge of the mountains, rivers, grasslands and deserts, paragraphs of text emerged. The words were ugly, distorted, and wrong, but when combined with the scene, they bloomed with a different brilliance!

"The paintings in this book are the geographical distribution of the northern border, and the words are explanations and annotations."

As time went by, the pages of the entire book were turned over, and the contents were engraved in Qiu Yan's heart. In his heart, a land of mountains, rivers and grasslands was constructed.

This land radiates north and south with the northern border of Darui as the center line.

To the south, it depicts the northern part of Darui, with appropriate details and clear descriptions. In some places, the local customs and habits are also written. I think the person who recorded it. He should have asked the local people.

In addition, it roughly records the number of looting, loss, and number of casualties experienced by the villages and towns along the line in the past ten years.

There is no doubt that most of these losses are due to the invasion of the Hu people from the south, and a few are from the deserters and scattered braves of the Darui government. The defeated soldiers, the loss of spirit, and the confusion of mind are sometimes more fierce than the enemy.

"It is not easy to compile such a data. It requires great patience and a long time. Judging from the handwriting, it is not from one person. Lao Kai said that he and his second brother have read a little. This should be the reason. In addition, the brothers he mentioned should also have contributed."

The seemingly simple data contains a lot of mystery. Through these data, the invasion pattern of the Hu tribe in the past ten years can be reversed.

Master this law. It is very meaningful, and even more in-depth things can be inferred from it.

On the other hand, from the central axis of Darui North Xinjiang to the north, its geographical scenery is also recorded in the book, but compared with the south, there are some omissions, and the handwriting and lines in some places are sloppy and chaotic. It is obvious that it was drawn and written quickly in a short time under urgent and urgent circumstances, and there are many wrong and missing words. It reflects the panic of the writer.

But apart from these flaws, the content of the book can be said to be rich, from grasslands, dense forests, hills to dense forests, deserts, lakes, everything is available, and even some grassland tribes are marked.

However, there are many annotations next to these tribes, indicating the time and destination of their existence. Most of them migrated away due to war or climate reasons. Only a small number of strong tribes, occupying fertile pastures and land, can settle down.

It is worth mentioning that in addition to the tribes that migrated and settled, the book also mentioned several tribes and recorded the approximate migration routes. This information is extremely valuable. Not to mention the military value, it is an important document for studying the changes and rise and fall of grassland tribes, which is worth a thousand gold to historians!

"To record the geography of Da Rui in the south of the northern border, although it is difficult, it is not dangerous. However, the geography of the north of the northern border is not so easy to record. Ordinary people have no chance and courage to go there. Lao Kai and others must march with the army to make it possible, but ambushes and attacks may appear at any time. Even veterans who have fought hundreds of battles have to be trembling and treading on thin ice. In this environment, to observe and record geographical features and annotate them, what kind of tough nerves and firm will do you need?"

Thinking of this, Qiu Yan's eyes once again turned to Lao Kai, who had closed his eyes, but this time, his view of Lao Kai had changed dramatically.

Although he had helped out before, he actually wanted to find out the truth because of the connection between karma and destiny, so he made the move. He had no special opinion of Lao Kai, neither looking up to him nor despising him.

But now that he had seen this book and thought of his words, the events before and after turned in his mind, and the process became much clearer.

"Xiao Jian and the soldiers all said that Lao Kai was afraid of the enemy like a tiger, and was afraid of death on the battlefield. If that was the case, why did he have to go to every battle? Wouldn't it be better to be a deserter early? If he was really a person who wanted to live a life of shame, he would rather escape, be arrested by the court, or even surrender to a foreign race, and would not be willing to fight face to face with a knife or a sword..."

Thinking about it, Qiu Yan seemed to see that in the past ten years, Lao Kai endured threats to his life in the shadow of swords and swords, while also enduring misunderstandings, insults and beatings from Pao Ze. During this period, relatives, relatives, friends, and comrades-in-arms died one after another. In the end, There was only one person left, suffering both mental and physical torture.

But these encounters did not distort the original intention. In the end, it all turned into one sentence——

Just be useful.

"Some people live in peace, enjoy wealth, have an extraordinary status, and respond to all calls. But when encountering any disturbance, they blame everyone, and even anger the entire ethnic group. Their intentions and aspirations are not as good as those of a soldier! There are indeed thousands of differences in human nature."

The three souls in Lao Kai's body slowly immersed into the earth and headed for the Yin and Yang Road of the Underworld. Qiu Yan's mood also felt respectful and heavy.

Suddenly, the yin and yang road appeared and stretched out several shackles!

The shackles were blood red, and figures with claws and teeth protruded from them, pulling at Lao Kai's three souls.

"When one clan prospers, another clan declines, but those who turn around have to bear the guilt?"

Qiu Yan's eyes flashed, and a divine light suddenly appeared in the Yin-Yang Road. It enveloped Lao Kai's three souls and condensed them into one, then sank into the Yin-Yang Road and disappeared into the depths of the soil.

"Old Kai is treated like this. The brothers and comrades he mentioned before are probably in similar situations. I can temporarily protect Old Kai, but others can't help. Treating the symptoms is more important than the root cause. We might as well find a breakthrough, well, figure Langbu..."

As he thought about it, a mountain and river appeared in Qiu Yan's mind, which was clearly the north and south of the border. The content recorded in the book was embodied. There were words flowing in the mountains and rivers, which were written in annotations and annotations.

This scene emerged, overlapping with the prototype of the classics suspended above the head. The classics expanded, covering the mountains and rivers in an instant, and then merged into it. After shrinking, they shrank back to the size of a book.

However, a vague word on the cover slowly took shape and finally stabilized——

Shockingly, it is the word "曰"!

This is the third part of the General Military Scripture, Public Affairs!

The book trembles, the pages change, and between the gaps, it seems that there are mountain peaks sealed inside, and it seems that there are rivers and lakes that are about to flow out, but they are tightly suppressed and clamped, preventing them from expanding or revealing.

Qiu Yan's thoughts moved, and his trembling body returned to the heavenly spirit, sinking into his soul and integrating into the projection of humanistic fire.

In that fire, there are suspended the complete "Zhi" department and the "Shi" department that is just missing. The two classics rotate relative to each other, and there is a sense of balance. Now the "Yu" department, which has gone beyond the embryonic form and emerged from the frame, has returned. , immediately joined the two, broke the balance, and then rebuilt it, forming a tripartite force.

Soon, in the intertwining atmosphere of the three classics, in the center of the three books, a book that was extremely fuzzy and seemed to be composed of fog slowly took shape. It seemed virtual and real, and seemed to exist and not exist.

At this time, Qiu Yan had turned his attention away from his soul and stared at Lao Kai for a while, sorting out the causes and consequences. Finally, his thoughts stopped at the three words "Tulangbu".

"Young Master Tulang's breaking of my hand was originally part of the plan for this expedition, but it affected many things. Cause and effect are involved. A lifetime of running around is not as good as one person's temporary thoughts."

In fact, even if Qiu Yan did not kill Nabu Jiji, the Tulang tribe or other tribes would still attack the barracks. This was already doomed at the moment of the defeat of King Zuoxian's tribe, and the root cause was the confrontation between the Central Plains and the grassland.

"But after all, it was driven by me and cannot be easily exposed."

The fire in his heart stirred, infecting his blood.

"A general achieves great success. In order to achieve success, I don't know how many people point out the country and use people as chess pieces. But people are not dead things. They are always different. The words of Bai Zhaoyuan have come true one by one. Now it seems that it is impossible to do another one." , but before that..."

After thinking about it, Qiu Yan raised his hand and put a finger on the dirty book. His hand glowed, and he wrote the words "Northern Xinjiang Chronicle" with a movement of the strokes.

After a pause, he wrote the word "Kaiwei" in the corner of the cover again, pondered for a moment, and added "wait".

"Northern Xinjiang Chronicles", a classic that would have great influence among historians in the future, was named after this.

"You give me a book, and I will return your favor and wait in Jiuyou..."

After doing this, Qiu Yan breathed a long sigh of relief, and then changed his mind, his muscles and bones trembled, and the surging energy and blood spread out from his pores, followed the cause and effect that was close at hand, went against the current, and poured into the bodies of the wounded soldiers present.

The injured person's weakness and decay disappeared, and the wound healed quickly. Although the severed limb did not regenerate, the bleeding at the broken area stopped and the muscles and bones were reorganized.

"This is..." The wounded soldiers, who were rolling around and wailing, opened their eyes wide and showed incredulous expressions.

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The explosion will continue tomorrow!