The disciples of the Qingcheng faction went crazy and searched for several days in Hengyang City, but Ling Muyun, the real culprit, was not found, but frequently clashed with others, after all, at this time, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes in Hengyang City gathered, although the name of the Qingcheng faction is not small, but there are many people who do not buy their accounts, and the disciples of the Qingcheng faction are all stimulated by the assassination of the head of the sect, and they can't help but be rude and arrogant, and it is normal to have conflicts. A few times it even almost developed into a large-scale fight, if it weren't for the people of the Songshan faction who came forward in time to persuade them, these disciples of the Qingcheng faction would have to be beaten by the heroes of the rivers and lakes in Hengyang City.

Later, the people of the Songshan faction saw that these people of the Qingcheng faction were too capable of causing trouble, and they were unwilling to wipe their butts again, so they came to the door and talked to these people of the Qingcheng faction, and then the people of the Qingcheng faction no longer continued to stay in Hengyang City, and left Hengyang City with Yu Cangshan's corpse, and returned to their old nest Qingcheng Mountain in Shuzhong.

Due to the fact that his serious injuries had not healed, and there were still important things to do, although Ling Muyun was eager to leave all these people from the Qingcheng faction behind, he finally let them go. After the people from the Qingcheng faction returned to Qingcheng, the people from the Songshan faction also left Hengyang City immediately, presumably to go to Hengshan City to arrange to deal with Liu Zhengfeng.

Although Ling Muyun's injuries had not healed, he did not continue to stay in Hengyang City, retrieved the white dragon horse that had been entrusted to him for several days from the Huiyan Tower, rode out of Hengyang County, and rushed towards Hengshan City, where Liu's family was located.

Hengshan City, as a county seat under the jurisdiction of Hengyang County, is not far from Hengyang County, only more than a hundred miles away, although Ling Muyun was injured and did not dare to ride fast, it only took less than half a day to come to Hengshan City. As soon as I entered the city, I saw a lot of Jianghu men coming and going on the street, more than the Jianghu people in Hengyang County, Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin washing time is approaching, and it is not surprising that heroes from all walks of life naturally gather.

Ling Muyun led the horses to find an inn to stay, but after asking several families in a row, they were already full. Ling Muyun had no choice but to go to a remote place, and found a few more in succession, and then stopped in a small inn.

Because the inn where Ling Muyun lived was small in scale and the business was very light, he didn't hire a cook, so he just didn't care about food. Ling Muyun was hungry, so he came out of the inn, wanting to find a restaurant to eat and eat his stomach, but when he walked on the street, he suddenly found a familiar back, extremely tall and thin, very similar to Lu Bai, the crane hand of the Songshan faction who went to his house to save Yu Cangshan before.

Ling Muyun was secretly taken aback, although after the recuperation of Jiuyang Divine Skill for several days, his internal injuries had been healed by three or four percent, but the bone injuries on his chest were not so easy to recover, and it was very inconvenient to do it with others at the moment, others in the Songshan faction were not afraid, but this Lu Bai had seen him, who knew if he remembered his face? If he really recognized him and attacked him, now he can't even run, don't say that he is resisting.

Thinking of this, Ling Muyun didn't dare to look at him, turned around and turned back to the inn, Xiao Er of the Tona Inn helped find some flour glue and other things, simply put on makeup on his face, and then cut off a lock of hair, pasted two mustaches on his lips, and looked in the mirror, no longer handsome, his appearance became much more ordinary, and then asked the shopkeeper to go to the street to help him buy a simple gray cloth shirt to change into, confirming that even acquaintances could not recognize himself, so Shi Shiran re-exited the inn.

I came to a small restaurant on the street and simply ate two bowls of noodles, and after I came out, I found a local and asked for the path to Liu's house, and I was going to Liu's house. At this moment, the sky suddenly darkened, and it began to rain, so he bought a hat on the side of the street to put on his head, and saw that the sky was dark and dreary, and there was no sign of stopping the rain in a short time, and he happened to see a teahouse on the side of the street, and many people were drinking tea in it to avoid the rain, and he also stepped into it at the moment.

After entering the teahouse, he found a seat and sat down, and asked for a pot of good tea and a few plates of snacks, and Ling Muyun drank tea while patiently waiting for the rain to stop.

People often say that drinking tea and chatting, drinking tea and chatting, it can be seen that this tea is generally accompanied by chatting. Ling Muyun sat alone, so naturally no one chatted with him, but most of the other people sitting in the teahouse came in pairs, and they couldn't help but talk while drinking tea. Ling Muyun's internal skills are profound, his eyes are clear, and his ears are deaf, but he listens to most of the words of these people. By listening to Ling Muyun, he found that the people sitting in this teahouse are basically some people from the rivers and lakes, and they are talking about some anecdotes about the rivers and lakes.

Because these people are all here for Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin to wash his hands, as he spoke, it was inevitable that Liu Zhengfeng would talk about him, and they all guessed the reason why Liu Zhengfeng suddenly chose to wash his hands in a golden basin. It's no wonder that everyone is so interested in this matter, it's really a little strange that Liu Zhengfeng came to wash his hands this time.

There are only a few reasons why people in the martial arts want to wash their hands in a golden basin. If you are a thief on the underworld, you have done a lot of sins in your life, and after washing your hands, this business of robbing houses and houses, killing people and setting fires will be regarded as no longer done, and it can be regarded as a good way to change and leave a good reputation for your children and grandchildren. If you are a person in the white road, most of them are getting older, and they are tired of fighting and killing on the rivers and lakes, but they just use knives and guns all their lives, and they will inevitably kill and injure people, and make more enemies. When he was old, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy when he thought of the many enemies in the rivers and lakes, so he invited guests and threatened the world, saying that from now on he would never use the sword again, and his enemies did not have to worry about him retaliating, but he also hoped that those enemies would not come to trouble him again.

But the problem is that Liu Zhengfeng is not a person in the underworld, and now he is only in his fifties, it is the peak of the Spring and Autumn Period, he is a well-known chivalrous master on the rivers and lakes, and he has always been kind to others, and he also has many friends and few enemies in the rivers and lakes, and his reputation is not even weaker than the head of the Hengshan faction, Mr. Mo Da, "Xiaoxiang Night Rain", such a character everyone really can't think of a reason for him to wash his hands in a golden basin.

Therefore, these people are speculating, saying everything, and later there is a big-mouthed man who pretends to know the details, breaking the news that the reason why Liu Zhengfeng chose to wash his hands in the golden basin was forced by Mr. Mo Da, the head of the Hengshan faction, to say that Liu Zhengfeng is not only not weaker than his senior brother Mo Da in the rivers and lakes, but also his martial arts are already above Mo Da, in terms of the Hengshan faction's martial arts mastery and the sword technique of returning to the wind and falling geese, Mo Da can only stab down three geese with one sword, and Liu Zhengfeng has been able to stab five geese with one sword. He was afraid that Liu Zhengfeng's limelight had overshadowed him, and he was forced to force each other, Liu Zhengfeng was unwilling to fight with the door, so he chose to wash his hands in a golden basin.

Just when the big-mouthed man was talking, he suddenly heard the sound of the huqin at the door, the tone was sad and desolate, which made people feel sad, and then saw a slender old man walk into the store. I saw that the old man's face was withered, wearing a green cloth gown, washed and white, and the shape was very down, and he looked like a singing and begging for money. However, just as the old man entered the door, Ling Muyun, who was sitting not far from the door, suddenly shook slightly, and looked up at the old man, a slight surprise flashed in his eyes.

I saw the old man who played the huqin swaying in front of the big-mouthed man and looked at him sideways for a long time. The man couldn't help but shout angrily and asked, "Old man, what are you doing?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "You are talking nonsense! With that, he turned and walked away.

The big-mouthed man was suddenly furious, and he stretched out his hand to grab the back of his heart, when suddenly he felt a flash of blue light in front of him, and a thin long sword somehow pierced out from under the old man's armpit, and swept to the table like lightning, only to hear a few ding-ding-ding sounds, the seven teacups on the man's table, each of which was cut off by half an inch high, and the seven porcelain rings fell next to the teacups, but none of the teacups were toppled over, and the thin sword did not even have the slightest physical contact with these teacups, but the teacups were cut into this shape with sword energy.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but gasp, the porcelain cup was brittle, and it was not difficult to split the teacup with a sword, but how fast would it take to cut off seven porcelain teacups with a single sword qi like this old man, and the teacups would not fall? How strong is it? If this sword is cast on a person's body, who can dodge it and stop it?

Even Ling Muyun couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, the speed of this old man's sword was really amazing, among the people he had met in his life, that is, his family's housekeeper Ling Fang's sword speed could be compared, in addition, no one could compare with it, and when it came to the fierceness of the sword qi, this was even slightly better, if this sword was used on him, he would probably be seriously injured if he didn't die.

saw that the old man slowly inserted the long sword from the bottom of the huqin, and the sword body was completely gone. It turned out that this sword was hidden in the huqin, and the blade of the sword entered the handle of the huqin, and from the outside, no one knew that there would be a blade hidden in this old huqin. The old man glanced at the frightened man, shook his head, sighed, and then slowly walked out of the teahouse, and his figure disappeared into the rain, only the desolate sound of the huqin was still faintly heard.

Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun no longer had the slightest suspicion that the old man who played the huqin was definitely the head of the Hengshan faction, Mr. Mo Da of "Xiaoxiang Night Rain". The man before said nonsense that Liu Zhengfeng could drop five geese with one sword, but he could only drop three geese with one sword, so he cut off seven teacups with one sword to show everyone, small teacups can be cut, why is it difficult to stab the geese? To prove that the man is talking nonsense. And the Huqin hidden sword is his signature method, looking at the entire rivers and lakes, except for Mr. Mo Da of "Xiaoxiang Night Rain", no one has done this!

Thinking about these clearly, Ling Muyun immediately stood up, took out a piece of silver and threw it on the table, rushed out of the teahouse, chased after the old man, and shouted: "Mr. Mo, please stay, I have something important to tell you next!" ”

(To be continued)