"Brother Dashan, oh no, Brother Xiaoyi, I should call you like this!" Qizi asked softly, touching his head.

"I'll call him Brother Dashan in the future. That happened many years ago. It's really endless to say this. I suddenly remembered so much and my head was almost bursting."

Dashan patted his forehead with his hands, and kept rubbing his eyes.

Qizi looked at him and forced a smile.

"Brother Dashan, your story is very exciting. The story I told all night has made me sleepless! Otherwise, I would just tell you what happened later. Now when I close my eyes, I will see Sister Qingqing Lulu and others. It's really a bit uncomfortable."

Dashan patted Qizi on the shoulder and said,

"Hehe, of course you have to sway your boy's appetite! You have to know how things can be clear in one word for so many years, let alone I remember these things for a while. You have to go with me all the way, so that the story will be followed. Don't be greedy, don't be greedy! Let's stay here for a few more days to nourish your spirits, and then go and see what kind of young master. This beautiful scenery is not common. Although it is accompanied by an lonely grave, I think about it again. It is a beautiful woman living in it, and it is a beautiful thing to be a neighbor with her. Hahahahaha."

The seven sons said helplessly,

"Brother Dashan, you are really strange. You want to be neighbors with the people in the grave. But as you said, it's just right for us to stay here for a few more days. The pursuers thought they would investigate Dali City in the near future. We wait for the storm to ease the news there, and then accidentally kill the demon in one fell swoop!"

Dashan looked at Qizi and said with a smile,

"Qizi, it's not so easy. You're still too naive. That's the Duan family, who is likely to be a royal relative, or even one person... Anyway, there are many guards around that person, so we are only two of us, I'm afraid we have to plan carefully. If we are not lucky, we may not be able to see that person even if we die."

Qizi was suddenly a little depressed, but he still believed that Dashan would definitely take him to revenge. Qizi returned to his god for a while and asked,

"Brother Dashan, I won't mention the past. You have to inform me of what happened in Yunlong. I'm still confused now!"

Dashan laughed and said softly,

"Qizi, I ask you, do you know when we were discovered by those people?"

Qizi thought for a moment and replied,

"It must be in the Qingfeng Pavilion. The waiter knew that he was an informant when he saw it. Brother Dashan is so special, so he must be the one who informed him."

Dashan nodded and said,

"It's true that the waiter is an informant, but we didn't reveal our identity there."

The seven son was shocked and listened to him again,

"As soon as we entered the land temple, we were already discovered. Do you remember when we first entered, the little beggar was venting news! And the figure in the gorgeous clothes must have something to do with these beggars. Also, there were two beggars who were uncomfortable all over, and I was afraid they had just become beggars."

"So you decided to go directly to Qingfeng Pavilion. Anyway, it has been exposed, so fill your stomach first, right?" Qizi asked.

"It's not all. I really want the plum wine there. Haha! Qizi, when Qingfeng Pavilion was still called Yanyu Tower, the business was extremely prosperous. You see, we didn't have many guests when we were drinking. It's so sad. Qizi, let's talk about the other two tables of drinkers."

The Qizi thought for a moment and said slowly,

"The three people in that hall, one is called the fourth brother, the other is called the seventh sister, and the other may be the fifth or the sixth brother. They are all very skilled in martial arts, but they are also the subordinates of the young master. The young master Shutong by the window far away seemed to be powerless, but the Shutong was brave enough to see the three people dare to speak like that. I thought it was strange that they were very skilled in martial arts. Why didn't they fight us directly, but instead used a knife to test you, Brother Dashan, what do you think!"

After hearing this, Dashan nodded,

"Well, Qizi, I only said a little bit of it right. It is true that these three people are very skilled in martial arts, but the person with the strongest skills may be the one who has the white face."

Qizi opened his eyes wide and listened to him again,

"These five people are in the same group, but the play is a bit too much. No matter how stupid Shutong is, he will not deliberately make trouble, especially when he is away, it is like he is trying to die. This is one. When the knife goes on, the white-faced young master can't help but tremble. Judging from the way he trembles, it is easy to think that he did it on purpose. Although he deliberately restrained his breath, I could also feel the power surging. This is the second. Although the white-faced young master has been drinking lightly and the little Shutong is serving, the two have been paying attention to you and me. This is the third. The fifth or sixth brother, fighting with the woman, obviously deliberately making a show, and pretending to be knocked away by the fourth brother, and hitting me, which is even more outrageous. This is the fourth. What they said is even more absurd, and this is the fifth. Therefore, they are all here for us."

Qizi nodded and said,

"Then why don't they make things difficult for us?"

Dashan chuckled,

"In my opinion, they may have just made a little test. Although they are involved with that young master, they are not as loyal as they are. The relationship between them is probably not that simple."

Qizi was sweating coldly, and he didn't expect that there were many key points. He thought about it and asked,

"Then how did you lead those soldiers away? If we choose a small road to go up the mountain, we may not necessarily encounter obstacles."

Dashan smiled,

"I'm just coming here, so I have to walk on this carriage and horse lane. There must be many open and secret whistles on this road, and it's difficult to avoid attention. So I have to draw their attention away. And I have to find someone to guard the place with officers and soldiers, preferably at an intersection with more people, so that I can leave the impression of two people going up the mountain. I first put on the beggar's uniform, wrapped the rest of the clothes around my abdomen, knocked down the plain whistle, and then removed the secret whistle. Although the cliff is steep and it's not easy to go up the mountain, it's not difficult to get down. I threw down my clothes, rushed down the mountain again, and beat the people again, and of course I changed my accent to make the few people think it was really two. Finally, I threw the two beggar's uniforms away, and then quietly touched the cliff to meet you."

After listening to it, Qizi admired Dashan very much. He listened to Dashan's Taoism again.

"The scar face beside the young man is the real tough character. If you want to face the enemy head-on, it is probably not easy for me to win quickly! We have seen this person when we went down the mountain, so be careful of this person."

Qizi nodded and fell into deep thought. Dashan smiled and patted his head, and said softly,

"Don't think about it so much. There is so much time. Let's make up for it now. It's not dawn. If you don't sleep during the day, you will lose your appetite and you will not be very moist!"

Qizi laughed out loud when he heard what he said.

"Brother Dashan, there is one last question."

Dashan lay on the ground, looking at him sleepily and nodded. Qizi continued,

"Didn't Brother Xiao Yi always carry a black stick? But there is nothing on you now. Could it be that you lost it?"

Qizi looked at him timidly. Dashan thought for a while and said,

"I don't remember this. Maybe I'll remember it when I get to somewhere. Oh, I don't care. Maybe I'll go back to my hands when I go back to my hands."

Li Dashan slammed and closed his eyes and stopped talking. Qizi also lay down and saw the two of them standing by the water. Soon, there were snoring sounds rising up, which frightened the birds in the forest.

For more than twenty days, Dashan Qizi and his two men lived on the bank of this small lake. They went up the mountain to hunt and fish in the lake, and lived a very comfortable life. Dashan taught and Qizi's boxing skills, and Qizi was still good at understanding, and they practiced well within a few days. Dashan saw that Qizi was gentle and tolerant, so he went up the mountain to chop a wooden stick and taught him the method of defending. If he could use this stick skillfully, he would not dare to say that he could win, but at least he could resist for a while. Except for hunting and catching fish, Qizi was immersed in boxing and stick styles for the rest of his time. Dashan was quite pleased to see him like this.

The weather has turned cold. Dashan Qizi did not have clothes to protect the cold, so it was time to go down the mountain to Dali City. Dashan saw that Qizi had achieved some success in boxing, so he was ready to leave. Qizi was extremely excited. He practiced martial arts hard these days, just to take revenge one day. Qizi went down the stream, but was stopped by Xiao Yi, who pointed to the mountain forest path on the side.

"Let's go here, the scenery above is very good."

After hearing what he said, Qizi waved his hatchet in front of him to open the road. After a short while, they reached the top of the mountain. The mountain looked at the continuous mountains in the distance and said loudly,

"Seven Sons, that is Diancang Mountain. There are nineteen peaks in this point. Each peak has different scenery. The clouds and mist are covered with snow all year round. The highest peak is Ma Long Peak. Among these mountains, there are water vapor, rapids and waterfalls, and dead and quiet rivers. This point of Cang extends from north to south for a hundred miles, with insects, fishes, birds and beasts, and is very lush with plants and trees. There are often mountains, men and farmers living here, and of course there are also people who are tired of the world living away from the world. On the other side of the mountain is the Dali City, which is backed by Diancang and close to Erhai Lake. It has a very good geographical location. The fertile land on the banks of Erhai Lake is extremely rich." Dashan held the mask and continued,

"Qizi, have you seen that Ma Long Peak?"

Qizi nodded.

"Let's get up and go to the top of the peak to take a look!"

The seventh son knew that the mountains must have a purpose and nodded in agreement.

Before the sunset, the two of them arrived in the Diancang Mountains. The streams intersected at the foot of the mountain, and the water vapor was filled with dark green moss. The coolness increased when the night came. Qizi frowned and looked at the mountain road.

"Brother Dashan, the mountain road here is difficult and extremely slippery. Let's find a place to rest for a night, and then go up the mountain until dawn?"

Dashan held the mask, and the silver mask was covered with a layer of mist. He wiped it with his hands and left a few finger marks. Dashan nodded and walked upstream along a stream. Qizi quietly followed behind him. After a short while, he came to a water cave. There was a person high in the cave and it was impossible to peek deep. Dashan picked up a few stones and threw them into the cave. There was no movement for a while. The two of them walked into the cave.

The cave was still very wet. Dashan found a flat place, cleaned the ground with his feet, and sat down. He saw a thin grass in his mouth, which was very leisurely. There was a flat land of two feet square above the water surface of the cave. Qizi was also slightly surprised. What puzzled him was that the ground was just a tide, which was much more comfortable than other places inside and outside the cave. However, during this journey, he would not find it strange to Dashan. Qizi was very happy and ran out of the cave. Dashan lay sideways, closed his eyes and rested. Soon, Qizi came back and had two more dead trees in his hand. The dead tree was covered with moss, and the moss in Qizi held the hand was squeezed out of the water. Qizi walked to Dashan.

"Brother Dashan, this place is too humid. These two dead trees are far away from the water. I am afraid that they are the most prone to fire here. After a while, they are peeled and cut into fine wood, and they may be able to catch fire!"

After Qizi finished speaking, he took advantage of the faint light to chop firewood. He threw away the bark and cut the dryest part of the trunk into small wooden strips. Qizi carefully set up the wooden strips and ignited the fire. After a while, the fire started to start. He danced and was extremely excited. With a large piece of firewood, the fire illuminated the small platform. The mask of the mountain shone brightly under the fire, as if water vapor was flowing in it. Qizi looked at the mask,

"Brother Dashan, your mask is really strange. Under this fire, it looks so beautiful like black water! Last time, I was thinking about taking revenge in the cave, but I didn't notice this magical scene."

Dashan laughed and said,

"Then don't you want to take revenge now?"

Qizi touched his head and said,

"After walking along the way, I heard your story about Dashan Brother, although the hatred has not been reduced by half, I feel a lot calmer. And I also understand that my opponent is not an ordinary person. Although I have the help of Dashan Brother, I also need a strong self. Therefore, the most important thing now is to strengthen your own muscles and bones, so that I can fight life and death with Japan in the future."

Dashan felt a little melancholy after hearing this, and looked at the fire and said for a while,

"Seven Sons, hatred should not be the whole thing in your heart. We have to save our life first. We still have so many ways to go."

Qizi nodded, with a determined expression on his face,

"Brother Dashan, I will definitely do my best. If I pass this disaster, no matter where the ends of the world or the sea of ​​swords and fires, I will follow you."

Dashan looked at him with a smile on his face.

"Qizi, see if there is anything to eat. There should be fish and shrimps nearby, so I can get a few to fill my stomach."

The seventh son agreed, tied a torch and went outside the cave to find food. Dashan looked at the fire, smiled slightly, and said to himself,

"This kid can endure hardships and not repay grudges, it's like me back then..."

When Qizi came back, the torch in his hand had burned out. He threw the remains of the torch into the fire. He sent forward with his other hand. It turned out to be a string of three-inch small fish, with twenty or thirty. The fish was strung up from the gills by thin vines. I think the method of the fish-piercing person is also great.

Dashan looked at it and laughed,

"Okay, you Qizi, you really have some tricks, you really have the style of me back then."

Qizi also chuckled,

"Brother Dashan, I have been counting this ability to catch fish since I was a child. As long as there is water and fish, I will definitely not be hungry."

He paused and said,

"Brother Dashan, your flying stone skills are really enviable, but I am too stupid to be true."

Dashan took the fish skewers, put the wooden rods on it and bake them next to the fire, and then walked slowly,

"It is best to learn martial arts as early as possible. The older you get, the harder it is to understand the profound meaning of martial arts. Of course, this also depends on the fate of mankind. Many successors of martial arts have begun to practice hard at the age of three, and some corrupt practitioners have practiced hard throughout their lives, but they cannot obtain the essence. However, there are still people who are rogue to achieve great success in three or five years. But then again, practicing martial arts requires great hardships, and only those who cannot endure ordinary people can defeat them. Seven sons, you are actually strong and have a performance.

It’s a good foundation for martial arts, but I haven’t practiced since I was a little bit of a pity. However, you have a good foundation in martial arts when working all year round. If you can’t practice flying stones well, it’s just that this technique is not suitable for you. Don’t you just learn the stick method I teach you. So, practicing the technique that suits you and integrating it into it is your most correct choice. There is an old saying that is good, don’t be afraid that people can know the ten thousand moves, but they are afraid that they will use that move ten thousand times!”

Qizi couldn't stop nodding after hearing this.

"I will only learn this boxing and bauble method in the future, so I will definitely not disappoint Brother Dashan!"
To be continued...