The four men and one woman looked at each other, and they didn't know how to place the weapons in their hands, and they were at a loss. After a while, the scholar replied,

"How to calculate this business and how to divide the profit?"

Dashan smiled softly,

"You protect one person, I want one person, and the same profit is not harmful, and you can share the profits and share the profits, and you can do it very well!"

The sick scholar coughed, and the scholar handed over a small pill. The scholar swallowed it with wine before he stopped. The mountain was not in a hurry, and poured it on his own, as if there was no one around. After a while, the scholar said softly,

"It's important to be serious, and we can't agree immediately."

Dashan looked at the few people and said softly,

"Rain is a good place to do business. Moon Bay, the tomb of an old friend, who will complain to whom?"

Everyone was shocked, and the scholar gasped.

"Who knows this, sir?"

Dashan smiled,

"Don't ask who I am, we don't need to see each other again. In short, as soon as this matter is over, we will go away. I hope that we will be more for the people's livelihood in the future and there will be no regrets."

The scholar hesitated and finally nodded.

"I have never waited for martial arts to commit crimes. I can rest assured that I am bullying good. But if I waited for you two..., well, what if I acted like?"

When Dashan heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"That seven heroes of Cang are so open and honest, how dare their disciples do the things that the chicken crows and dogs steal? Besides, do you have the confidence to win together?"

Everyone stood up together, not knowing whether they were frightened or angry. The scholar slowly raised his hand and signaled everyone to sit down and said,

"You know our identities, and you must also understand the inside story. We must never insult the reputation of our master. You have already recorded your words, and we will say goodbye first."

The scholar stood up, turned sideways and asked,

"How to arrange the principal for this transaction?"

Dashan took a sip of wine and replied,

"It's up to you to get in and out, and I'll do it."

After saying that, the few people clasped their fists together, and then opened the door and left.

The seventh son never spoke, and the two of them only understood each other in conversation. He knew that these people must be involved with the young master, and he was a little confused.

"Brother Dashan, is this?"

Dashan touched his bowl and said with a smile,

"Don't know, we'll just wait. If we are lucky, we can still get rid of the revenge after we get it. If it's a little worse, we'll be unprepared."

Qizi finished drinking the wine in the bowl and his eyes were firm.

The two of them slowly finished drinking the wine and came out of the shop. They wandered around the city of Dali and returned to Chongsheng Temple. After that, they went up the mountain to chop wood every morning. After they came back, they helped the monks in the temple to do their work. The monks were also happy, so they lived with peace of mind. These days were extremely quiet, and they lived a very comfortable life without wine or meat.

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Three days ago, the two left Chongsheng Temple. Before leaving, they carried a lot of firewood for the monk in the kitchen. After leaving the temple gate, Dashan looked back at the courtyard gate, and his eyes were a little melancholy. He sighed slightly and left quickly. Qizi followed him, and disappeared after a moment.

Three days later, it was raining and it was Qingming. On the banks of Erhai Lake, there was a cape extending inward for more than three miles, and the cape was crescent-shaped, which was called Moon Bay by the locals. There were many strange plants, trees and stones in Moon Bay, and it was a unique taste of Erhai Lake from here. There was a pavilion at the tip of the teeth, which attracted many romantic and elegant scholars to come to see the scenery. Local fishermen have long been used to seeing it, but there is a mound several meters high not far from the pavilion, and no one dared to approach half a minute for many years.

Dashan Qizi stayed in the woods of Moon Bay for three days, and carefully avoided all the fishermen and tourists. The two were strong and they didn't feel much colder in the early spring. Early this morning, the two were hiding not far from the hill. Qizi felt a little excited. I wonder if it was as expected by Dashan, he could avenge his wife and children here. He clenched his fists and clattered. Dashan patted Qizi's back and said softly,

"Don't be nervous. If you start to do something later, save your life first. With your current skills, I'm afraid that ordinary people will not be able to get close to you."

Qizi nodded,

"Well, I know. Brother Dashan said that the person would come, and I wouldn't doubt it at all. I've been waiting for this day long."

Dashan nodded.

Not long after, a large group of people seemed to come from a distance. Qizi looked closely and saw two elegant young men walking in front, following them. The first one was wearing white clothes and white shoes, with some soil stains on their shoes, but they could not hide their extraordinary demeanor. The other one leaned back slightly, gray clothes and cloth shoes, and was very respectful to the young men in front. Everyone approached, Qizi opened their eyes wide, and they were about to stare out of bleeding. The young men in white approached, and they were the enemy who killed their wife. Dashan pressed Qizi, and the palm of his hand felt warm. Qizi nodded slightly and did not dare to move at all.

The two young men came under the mound, and one person behind him rushed forward, only to hear him shouting at the hill,

"Young Master is visiting and give in quickly."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a lot of people on the hill. There were men wearing straw raincoats, with dragon tendons and tiger bones, and their temples were protruding high. The seven or eight heroes saw the young men in white, and they knelt down together as soon as they saw the young men in white. Qizi was puzzled, and somehow they had hidden in the woods. Whether they had been discovered by others. While thinking, Dashan gently pulled the corner of his clothes. The two of them floated up to the mound during the rituals, but they did not notice it. The mountain was still behind an inconspicuous tree, and it seemed that they contained clothes. As soon as the two of them went up, the mound was surrounded by people. Qizi felt a chill in his heart. Although he was ready, he still felt a little thrilling.

The young master in white waved his hand and everyone stood up one after another, giving up a way out. The two young masters went up from this way, and the people behind him did not follow him. The Qizi of Dashan came to the top of the mound carefully and saw three big trees. Below the big tree was a lonely tomb. The tomb was covered with weeds and no tombstones, which was very cold. Qizi had too many doubts in his heart, and it was inconvenient to speak at this time, so he had to wait until he escaped and then ask the Shan.

The two men hid behind the tree quietly, and the two young men arrived at the tomb one after another. The two young men looked compassionate and knelt down together, completely ignoring the mud all over the floor. The two young men cried bitterly and did not say a word for a long time. After crying, the young man in white got up first, kicked the young man in gray and kicked him out, and the young man in gray didn't cry, but spit out a pool of blood and two white teeth. The young man in white shouted,

"It's all you. If you weren't there, my mother wouldn't die. You, the star of the Death Gate!"

After saying that, he kicked the young man in gray in the chest. The young man in gray fell backwards and flew away from a long distance and fell into the mud. His whole body was covered with yellow mud, which was very embarrassed, but he didn't shout from beginning to end. He turned sideways, his lips pressed against the surface of the mud, and he kept gasping for breath. The young man in white came forward, stepped on the head of the man in the mud with his feet, and pressed it hard into the mud. The young man in gray ate the mud, added blood, and slowly spit out, which was very miserable. The young man in white played with it for a while before he took back his feet, and then spit a thick phlegm on the face of the mud man on the ground. The mound was not high, but the movement was quite small. I thought the guards below had already been used to it, and no one came up to check it. The young man in gray raised his head tremblingly, and said vaguely,

"Brother, it's all my fault, it's all my fault!"

He moved his body and continued,

"Brother, look at the back."

The young man in white was about to come forward to greet him, but he was stunned when he heard this. He quickly turned around and saw a large pile of yellow mud pounce on his face, instantly stuffing his mouth. The person who came was the seven sons of Dashan. The young man in white was subdued with one move, and his hands and feet were pressed down by the two of them, unable to move at all. The young man in gray staggered up and came to the side of the three. The young man in white looked at him, his eyes full of pleading.

"Brother, please stay with your mother. I hope we will stop being brothers in the next life."

After saying that, the young master in gray nodded to Qizi Dashan. Qizi pulled out his short knife and stabbed it diagonally from the young master's chest, then leaned against his ear, and said softly,

"It's cheaper for you!"

He suddenly discharged a short knife, and blood spurted out at the mouth of the knife, and even the immortal was not alive.

The young man in white squatted down, as if he had recognized Qi Zi, but his chest was bleeding, and he could no longer bear the strength to speak. The young man in gray walked up and stroked the late brother's cheek with his hands, his face full of misery. He had tears in his eyes and said softly,

"Hongsheng, Zhengdong. Uncle Xiaoyi, thank you."

Dashan was also shocked. He didn't expect that this boy was so thoughtful that he guessed his identity. The young man in gray looked at the seven sons and continued,

"bring it on!"

Qizi nodded without saying much, and simply stabbed his heart with a sharp knife. The blade was left in his body and was not pulled out. These were all arrangements of Dashan, and it was also to clear the suspicion of the two young masters. Even if they didn't work, there would be a statement. The two swords were similar, but the directions were slightly different. The first one stabbed into the heart obliquely, killing him immediately, and the next one just rubbed his heart past. If he was cured immediately, he would have no worries about his life.

The seven sons of Dashan did not drag their hands on their work. They put down the gray-clothed young master and fled out. The mountain saw that there was one person outside the mound every three or five steps, all of whom were good at it. If you count it carefully, there were five or six people with red ropes on the wrist. Looking away, from those people passing through them, there were a small forest, and then you could go back to the land along the western coast. The seven sons of Dashan changed into their clothes in their bags and were exactly the same as the guard. The two came to one person quietly, and the man looked ahead and turned around as if he had not seen anyone. The mountain nodded slightly to the man, and the two floated away. They circled another big circle in the moon bay, and came to a place to the east, and quietly dived into the water.

The misty rain was hazy this day, and the visibility in Erhai Lake was only half a mile away. Two miles away from the shore, a small boat was hovering on the water. The Qizi and the two of them dived into the water. The water was not rippling, and it was not easy to be discovered. There was a breathable bamboo tube in the bag, and they thought carefully. They didn't reveal their heads until they were about to touch the boat. The two floated on the water. When Qizi looked back, they couldn't see the shore at first.

"Brother Dashan, thank you, I finally took revenge!"

He took out the oil paper cloth from the water, cut off the rope with stones tied to his body, and smiled,

"Brother Dashan, you are really amazing. You can even imagine such a method! If it were someone else, you would definitely not be able to escape."

Dashan laughed,

"Fortunately, the weather is beautiful today. We have traveled so far, so no one should have seen it."

At this moment, the sound of shouting and killing outside the mist and rain sounded, and it was a mess. The seven sons of the mountain looked at each other and smiled and swam towards the small boat. The two of them overturned the small boat, and the seven sons grabbed the oar and rowed.

"Brother Dashan, where are we going?"

The mountain lay on the boat, smiling slightly,

"Scroll northeast, change to two horses there, and then head north."

"Are we going to go the path you've walked?"

"Anyway, I'm relaxed, so what's the defense of walking?! How wonderful this road is!"

"Well, I have to take revenge. I will never worry about you anymore. I will accompany Brother Dashan to the world and be lucky!"

Dashan nodded and listened to Qizi's question.

"Brother Dashan, what do you think is the situation in Moon Bay now?"

Dashan found two wine bags from the boat and threw them to Qizi. He opened his own one and drank half of them in one breath, laughing,

"I guess, those people thought we were safe. They shouted that there were thieves and chased them far away. Several soldiers without red ropes were killed. Several people with red ropes were seriously injured but not killed. Some people found that the eldest son was killed, and the second son was seriously injured and did not wake up. They were blocked within a few miles. The emperor was furious and searched the real murderer in Dali. The second son was so smart that he should have arranged a scapegoat for us long ago. So we are still safe for the time being."

Qizi thought for a moment and asked,

"These two are so arrogant, I don't know how born."

Dashan shook his head and sighed,

"I haven't seen this yet? Then the white-clothed one is the prince! Now, the second brother becomes the prince. This second brother is weak-hearted, but he has a good heart. After the old emperor dies, the people's life may be better. With his temperament, he shouldn't kill us all. Now I'll look at the one above, but it doesn't matter. However, if the seventh son, this second brother is not necessarily a good thing. He will not oppress the people, but he may not have much effect. This is a dilemma, and it's hard to say whether it's good or bad."

Qizi stared at Dashan. He didn't expect that he had killed the person who was about to be the emperor. He didn't expect that there was such a saying. For a moment, he couldn't speak. Dashan saw that he was like this, gently held his mask, patted his shoulder, and continued to say,

"The second child is not stupid. If you want to do it yourself, there are few people. Especially those who are as skilled as you and me, you can say that they don't have it at all. What's more, there is a scarface on the boss. This time, Scarface is not there, I'm afraid that the five people who love acting are secretly plaguing the situation."

The seven sons are revenged and are full of infinite admiration for the mountains.

"Brother Dashan, I'm confused now and don't know how to say it! Oh, by the way, there is still a question, why do you still know so much about the current situation last time you were in Dali City for so many years?"

Dashan laughed,

"Have you forgotten the walnut? It was so easy to get him in his words. That night I learned all the things that happened over the years! Even this Qingming habit was told by him. Alas, every time this dick got caught in the nose and face, it has become a habit."

The seventh son asked again,

"Then there is not even a piece of paper money in this Qingming Festival..."

Dashan sighed,
To be continued...