"I'll go out, you'll wait for me." Dashan said to Qizi gently.

Qizi felt so angry that he was talking about it and sweated coldly.

After a while, Dashan came back, closed the door gently, came to Qizi's side, and said softly,

"Qianzi, we have to leave, through the window."

"What, aren't you just lying down?" Qizi was confused.

"If you don't leave, you will be made into dumplings later!"

Qizi stopped asking and came to the window with Dashan. This was a room on the third floor, and it was not difficult to turn the railings to the second floor. It would be much easier to go from the second floor to outside the "Qingfeng Pavilion". The mountain seemed to be easy to ride easily, and the whole process did not make any noise. Qizi seemed to be much more panicked, but although it was a little light, it would not be discovered.

The two avoided the street and walked slowly to the edge of the river. The river water was surging and cleaned the dew.

"I'll have fun in the river?"

The seven son replied with a wry smile

"Brother Dashan, I've been running for another day so late..."

"It's okay!"

After saying that, Dashan took off his clothes and jumped into the river and swam to the other side. Qizi had no choice but to follow. The two stood up from the other side and actually returned to the dilapidated temple. Dashan asked Qizi to wait outside, sneak into the temple alone, and soon walked out, carrying two sets of beggar's ragged clothes in his hand. Qizi understood that he should be disguised. So he took one and put it on his body. Dashan smiled gently and signaled Qizi to retreat.

The two of them came to the stone bridge, and the mountain stopped. The stone bridge only had a bridge deck and no railings or other protection. Dashan sat on the bridge deck naked, with his feet swung in the air, waving his arms like a child, shaking his head. He looked at the bright moon above his head, as if he could feel the warmth from there.

"Seven sons, what day is today?"

"I think about it." Qizi thought about it,

“August 14.”

"Haha, it's such a coincidence," Dashan murmured.

The seven son asked in confusion,

"What a coincidence."

Dashan said nothing, he would come back later.

"I will take you to a place tomorrow. We can't stay here anymore, but I still have to have a good sleep tonight. Come with me." Dashan stood up and walked to the riverside to put on his clothes.

Qizi asked again,

"Brother Dashan, I can't figure out why I didn't go directly over the bridge just now."

Dashan chuckled and replied,

"I suddenly want to swim."

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps came from afar, and they all ran towards the "Qingfeng Pavilion".

"Brother Dashan, you are so awesome!" Qizi said with admiration and stretched out his hand to scratch his body. Dashan looked at him and laughed.

"Who asked you to wear that beggar's clothes can also be worn by anyone?"

Qizi quickly changed into his own clothes and took the beggar's clothes in his hands.

Li Dashan and Qizi wandered around under the shadow of the eaves, and finally stopped in front of a medicine shop. The shop was at the end of the remote street, and it looked a little old. The sign was already crooked, but it had not fallen yet. The four big words "Lujia Medicine Shop" were engraved on it. Although it was a little blurry, it was also clear that the sign was full of dust. Dashan gently straightened it with his hands, but it fell down immediately. The door of the shop was made of several long wooden boards, which were embedded in the grooves up and down, and only one side of the lock was about a wide width for the door panel to be placed. There were engraved words on the door panel, "Miscellaneous Hands Rejuvenation",

"Savior Guanyin", "The No. 1 Beauty in the World", "Nian Fang is waiting for the word "28th day of the year"... The lock head is rusty, as if it has not been opened for some years. Dashan walked to the door, and scratched each door panel with his hand, gently stroked the marks on the board until the two pieces finally stopped. He adjusted the two door panels slightly and pushed upwards. The lower end of the door panel was lifted for more than a century, and then he raised the door hole two feet square. Dashan greeted Qizi, and Qizi understood and got in. After that, Dashan also entered the store cleanly and gently lowered the door panel. There was no sound in the whole process.

"Brother Dashan, why are you so familiar with this store!"

Dashan replied casually,

"Although I can't remember it very clearly, I'm afraid I'm really very kind after staying here for a long time."

Dashan groped in the darkness, pulled out a brown mat from behind the counter and spread it on the ground. Until the dust fell, the two of them lay down gently. Although it was a bit tide, it was much softer and more comfortable than the ground. Dashan put his hands on his lower abdomen and rubbed them gently.

"Qizi, my opponent is probably much more powerful than I imagined!"

Qizi knew it, replied,

"Brother Dashan, I'm not afraid, I can't die at all. But why do you have to..."

The mountain breaks the seven sons,

"If you want to think I am brother, don't say this again."

Qizi was silent for a while and said calmly,

"good."

Dashan looked out of the store through the gap in the wooden boards, and saw the doorman opposite the street was white, as if he had just been washed by the moonlight. He closed his eyes, smelled the faint fragrance of medicine left in the house, tears gently dripped from the corners of his eyes, and slowly fell asleep with a smile. This sleep was extremely peaceful.

Just after the ugly moment, Li Dashan pulled up his seven sons.

"Qizi, have you finished sleeping?"

Qizi's eyes are loose,

"Brother Dashan, are you leaving now? Do you want to change the beggar's clothes?"

Dashan coughed lightly and said,

"No, just listen to me later."

Dashan put the mat back on the counter and gently lifted the door panel. The two of them got out of the shop. Dashan wiped the door panels with beggar's clothes and then put them on his body. He took Qizi into a shadow, left Qizi, and ran to the northeast with another set of beggar's clothes.

This town is built on the mountain and runs across the north and south from the river. Although it is not large in scale, it is close to many village material distribution centers, so it has gathered many merchants and people from the rivers and lakes. Due to the steep mountains and many mountain roads, it is extremely difficult to trap people in and out. But if you set up a clear whistle on the road and serve arrows in the small road, you will think that a hundred people will be enough. The mountain is special and can easily be identified. As long as you find it, a sound of arrows breaks through the air, the officers and soldiers will form a siege, and no one can protect themselves, let alone the Qizi who does not have much martial arts.

The mountain was about to go to a mountain passage. At this time, there should be officers and soldiers guarding it. Li Dashan stood in the shadows and took advantage of the moonlight to observe the guards in front of him. He saw several soldiers lying on the ground and sleeping soundly. Only two of them leaned against the tree trunk and observed around from time to time. Li Dashan knew that in the dark opposite, there must be crossbowmen who were always alert, so he did not dare to go rashly.

Dashan continued to move forward slowly in the shadows, and there were several stones in his hand at some point. He stopped and threw them in multiple directions at the same time, and his body rushed straight towards the lying soldiers. Only the impact and rolling sounds of many stones were heard, and then the sound of crossbow arrows penetrated deeply into his body. It turned out that Dashan grabbed the soldiers on the ground to block the fatal blow for him, and at the same time, the position of the crossbow arrow soldiers was exposed. Several stones flew out at a high speed, hitting the dark killer. With only a few muffled groans, there was no movement. The soldiers beside Dashan rushed up, but were knocked to the ground by Dashan.

Dashan did not kill these people, but was just ordinary damage, which made them unable to fight back, and it was not in danger of life. Dashan rushed up the mountain road, and suddenly a crossbow arrow roared, Dashan avoided sideways, and followed the trend of a stone breaking through the air. The crossbowman in front must have been smashed by the stone, and he could no longer kill him. It turned out that Dashan had prepared for a long time, because he was afraid that his opponent would have a back move, so he deliberately showed his flaws. The crossbowman was reckless and greedy for me, so he could barely avoid this arrow. If the crossbowman waited for a better opportunity, even if Dashan did not die, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed. He was also scared in his heart.

Several soldiers who were knocked out shot arrows, and guards everywhere were gathering here. At this time, a beggar rushed over and knocked them down again, cursing and then ran up the mountain road. The mountain road was not easy to walk, and the war horses could not play any role at all, so they were not as good as their legs. The soldiers from all walks of life gathered together, and they all took off their horses and unloaded their armors and walked up the road. A cavalry came slowly. It was the white-armored young master who was told by Qizi. There was another cavalry beside him, and a scar cut across his left eye. More than ten feet away, the three were hiding in the shadows, with one man barefoot and bearded.

"Young master, my subordinates deserve to die, I couldn't capture the thief." Several soldiers who fell to the ground tried to turn up and kowtowed to the white-armored young man.

"What are they? How are they?" Scarface asked calmly.

"The two of them are wearing beggar's clothes and are wrapped in headscarves. One seems to be fatter and his accent doesn't seem to be very similar. The man behind him is barefoot, his martial arts are average, and the injuries on our bodies are all the ones who used to beat us, and he also pulled two brothers as shields."

"Kill all of these trash for me, and no one will be left!"

The young master of white armor turned his head and said contemptuously at the scarred man.

Several soldiers kept kowtowing and shouting,

"Young Master, please spare me..."

The scarred face jumped off the horse and stood up to him.

"Young Master, these brothers have tried their best, and everyone is injured. Please spare them. The opponent is very cunning, so we have only suffered some losses for the time being."

The white-armored young man waved his sleeves and said angrily,

"I am in a bad mood today. Do you want me to do it yourself?" said the young man in white.

Scarface knelt down and replied sternly

"I don't dare!"

Scar face turned around and walked to the injured soldier. Looking at the big knife in his hand, then looking at the long sword at his waist, and sighed. Several wounded soldiers were full of despair. Scar face drew out the sword, which seemed to be a dragonfly, and waved the sword lightly. However, several soldiers had all been penetrated by sharp blades, which were considered to be dead. Scar face held the sword in both hands and bowed gently to the dead corpse on the ground. A few drops of blood at the tip of the sword slid down and sank into the grass.

In the shadow of the moonlight, it seemed darker than usual nights. Qi Zi hid very well in this darkness. He did not dare to look around, but only heard the sound of horse hooves around him. He believed that Li Dashan had no reason, and of course, he would not cause any trouble himself, which would make Li Dashan in trouble. The sky began to turn white, Qi Zi was a little nervous, but he was still staying in his original place and refused to move at all.

After a long time, a big hand slapped Qizi on the shoulder, Qizi trembled. This felt so familiar. Qizi was overjoyed and turned his head. Dashan put a finger on Qizi's lips, and Qizi knew that he would stop talking. The two slowly walked south in the shadows. Until they left the county government, they met several rural men who were rushing to the early road.

"Qizi, we need to be faster. The riding of a horse is too loud and it is not easy to get it for a while, so we have to work harder."

Qizi nodded seriously. After running for more than 40 miles, they leaned on the big rock beside the road to rest. Fortunately, it was still early, and there was no village for dozens of miles. They never met passers-by. The two were sweating all over the mountain. Dashan took off their clothes. Qizi saw that he was covered in scars and his eyes were wet, and he said softly while panting.

"Brother Dashan, I wanted to ask you about this body... Alas, I guess you must have suffered all kinds of hardships, and the hardships are not something that ordinary people can imagine. How is this scar obtained?"

"A lot of things can't be remembered, some seem to be sad and some are happy. But now they have become the past and it doesn't matter anymore. If you want to hear it, let me tell you when I think of it." Dashan wiped his head with his hands.

"We'd better go up the mountain from here first. The officers and soldiers are not all vegetarians. If they find that their footprints are wrong, they may catch up. Fortunately, they have hardly rained for a while, so it would be hard to say."

Qizi was confused when he heard this.

"Go up first, and talk later."

The two of them used their limbs together and soon climbed the huge rock. If they were not strong in shape, it would be difficult to get up from here. At this time, the sky was already bright and they were about to stand up in the sun. This climb also took a lot of energy. The two of them sat on the rock mountain, gasping for breath.

"Qizi, you didn't ask anything along the way, and you just trust me so much?"

The Qizi returned immediately without hesitation.

"certainly."

Dashan asked again,

"But we have only known each other for two days, so we just handed our lives to me?"

The seven sons said seriously,

"Brother Dashan, even if you give me a knife now, I think it's right. I am a rural villager, I'm afraid there is no use value, let alone you spend your life in it for the sake of the village..."

"Who said you have no value for use?" Dashan looked vulgar,
To be continued...