The spring equinox has passed, and it is approaching Qingming, and a drizzle is floating on the West Lake from time to time. On the shore of the rippling West Lake, the lonely mountain plum garden is still the same, and in addition to a lonely grave next to the crane pavilion, there is also a thatched house. A small piece of tea is planted behind the house, and it is the pre-Ming season, when the first batch of the most tender tea leaves are cut and stir-fried to make fragrant tea.

"Little four, you can pick a time. This tea seed in Longjing, but I tried my best to pick it, the best tea seed, just after the tea was fried, you came. Did you say you came over at the right time?" Mei Yanxiang took a bag of tea wrapped in oiled paper from the back room, boiled a pot of boiling water, brewed a cup of tea, handed a cup to the Seven Killing Pavilion Master, and handed a cup to the Sword Master Qiu who was sitting on the left hand side of the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord, and then poured a cup of tea, walked out of the house, came to the lonely grave, and sprinkled it on the ground.

"Your habit of serving tea and wine on the grave hasn't changed for so many years. The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord looked at Mei Yanxiang who came back, and said lightly.

"It is a great fortune for the ancestors and old friends, the former pilgrims, to be able to live by his grave. If there is good tea and wine, it is natural to have a toast. Mei Dian Xiang smiled indifferently, "Besides, the essence of my hand "Painting Plum Fingers" depends entirely on the poems of my predecessors, how can I forget my roots?"

"Then you should raise a few cranes for his old man to be companions!" Shi Qiu, who had a cold face, suddenly spoke.

"Don't don't, it's too much trouble to raise animals. There are wild birds in this mountain forest, so why bother to detain one or two fairy birds in front of the door? Mei Yanxiang heard Shi Qiu's words and hurriedly waved her hand, indicating that she was unwilling to do this.

Seeing this, Shi Qiu glanced at Mei Dark, picked up the teacup and drank the tea in one gulp.

"Don't say that you are not a formality, how hot is a cup of freshly brewed tea? You don't blow a cup for Senior Lin and fall down, aren't you afraid that Senior Lin will be hot?" Shi Qiu finished drinking the tea, and couldn't help but tease Mei Darkxiang again. Mei Dianxiang glanced at Shi Qiu angrily when she heard this, and no longer paid attention to it.

The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord watched the two bickering with interest, and found it quite interesting. Because of his quiet personality, his second brother often gives people a sense of coldness and sternness. Only in front of Mei Dianxiang, Shi Qiu, who has always given people the feeling of few words, will always be unable to help but fight for the advantage of the tongue for a while. It was also in front of Mei Yanxiang that the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord and the others really saw how sharp Shi Qiu's mouth was.

It was at this time that Mei Yanxiang said that she was going to dig a few spring bamboo shoots, so she walked out with a basket and a small hoe. Shi Qiu silently looked at Mei Yanxiang's back for a while before turning his head to look at the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord.

"Fourth, why did you come to me?" Shi Qiu casually picked up the kettle, brewed another cup of tea, poured a cup for the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord, and poured himself a cup, and then asked lightly.

“...... The eldest is dead, and the second is also dead......" The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord was silent for a while before he spoke, his voice a little hoarse and a little lonely. Shi Qiu's hand that originally carried the pot stopped in the air, and the bottom of the pot could be seen trembling slightly.

"Have you found out who did it?" Shi Qiu took a deep breath and asked coldly.

"Who else can it be besides our little junior brother! Even if the eldest was practicing and died, but the second brother was to save Shi Yan, who was framed and almost killed by him, and he was seriously injured and died! This account must be settled with him!" The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord's eyes showed a cold light, gritted his teeth, and his clenched fists trembled slightly.

"Then what are you waiting for! Now the Huashan Sword Sect is no longer our Huashan Sword Sect! Just go up the mountain and slaughter him!" Shi Qiu said sharply, got up and was about to walk out, but was stopped by the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord.

"Wait, do you think he won't know that once you know about this, you'll seek revenge on him?" the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord asked rhetorically.

"So what? I have one person and one sword, and even if he uses the power of the whole Huashan Mountain, he can't stop it!" Shi Qiu said slowly, speaking vigorously word by word, as if he wanted to invade Shi Wuperman's flesh.

"Then if it's two hundred barrels of black powder, how are you going to go?" The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at Shi Qiu seriously and asked.

"Two hundred barrels of black powder?" Shi Qiu asked with some confusion, "Not to mention how strict the government's control over black powder is, even if it is transported and preserved, it is very inconvenient, how can I hide it from the world? Even if I can, although two hundred barrels of black powder are powerful, the range of damage that can be caused is limited after all, how can they guarantee that I am within the killing range?"

"Ordinary deliveries are naturally unlikely. However, if within ten years, every big and small festival will save a little bit of fireworks and firecrackers. Then secretly gather the remnants of the black fire on the way to Huashan, so what?" the Seven Killing Pavilion Lord continued to ask rhetorically.

"Impossible! What about Shi Wuchang's person, you don't know? If he has such brains and patience, how can the Huashan Sword Sect decay day by day?" Shi Qiu didn't even think about it, and shook his hand to show disbelief.

"That's why it's scary to say that the person behind this is terrible. The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord said lightly.

"You mean...... Shi Wuchang was taken advantage of?" Shi Qiu frowned slightly, and immediately grasped the key point in the words of the Lord of the Seven Killing Pavilion.

"Quite possibly. In the past two days, my secret agents from the Seven Killing Pavilion have almost touched the living conditions of the three hundred miles around the West Lake, and only then have they confirmed the reliability of the news just now. And these families who secretly hid gunpowder basically moved in one after another within a few years, and there were as many as 40 households. These forty families seem to have little connection, but they basically have the habit of rushing to the market, whether it is ploughing land, slaughtering pigs, or rich landlords, they will find a different market after different festivals to replace the excess things. ”

"You mean, they quietly gathered the black flames into one place through the dark lines of multiple markets?" Shi Qiu was able to understand the joints at one point, "Have you found out the location?"

"No, there are many forks in the road around West Lake in the direction of Huashan, and there are too many places suitable for burying medicine, and I can't handle it smoothly. The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord shook his head a little helplessly.

"Isn't that right? Wait for me for a few more days, and when I have picked all the tea in the tea garden, I will go with you then!" At this time, Mei Yanxiang came back from outside, and there were three or four very tender bamboo shoots in his back basket, which made people sigh just by looking at it.

"Brother Mei, this matter is a family matter of our Huashan lineage, and Brother Mei is still not suitable to participate. The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord opened his mouth and said, with the relationship between Shi Qiu and Mei Yanxiang, it must be not suitable to say this.

"Little Si, what are you talking about? I have the same brotherhood as this madman Shaobai who has a habit of cleanliness, and half of your Huashan affairs are my family affairs. Besides, I'll help you open the way to the foot of Mount Hua, and the two of you can solve the rest of the matter by yourself. Mei Yanxiang put down the basket and patted the mud on her hands and body and said.

"Fourth, that's what the nerd said. Now it's impossible for us to stop him. Let's ask him to help us see where it's more likely to be buried. Shi Qiu glanced at Mei Darkxiang and said.

Mei Darkxiang didn't open her mouth, went into the back room and took out a map around West Lake, and then took out a map from Hangzhou to Huashan, and pointed out two places.

"To bury gunpowder, these two places are the most suitable. One end and one tail, but it happened to be nearly a thousand miles away from the city. According to the average horse, the distance of a thousand miles is about three to five days, and this is the time when you have just relaxed your vigilance and have not yet had time to raise your vigilance. I've looked closely, and both of them have a great place to go. Mei Yanxiang said with great certainty.

"I'll have someone survey right away. The Seven Killing Pavilion Lord nodded and walked out of the hut.

"Are you sure?" Shi Qiu saw the Seven Killing Pavilion Master come out of the hut, and asked Mei Yanxiang lightly.

"When did I miss it?"

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