Hengshan City, the drizzle is falling, washing the ancient city near the night to the dust.

Although the weather is cold, a tea shop in the city is quite lively, and there are many customers drinking tea and chatting.

These days, because the day of Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin is approaching, there are many more people in the city, and the business of the teahouse is much better.

These Jianghu guests like to sit here and order a pot of tea, who says some rumors and secret stories.

At the innermost table in the teahouse, a young camel with a plaster on his face and crooked eyes had just sat down when he saw a man in a white brocade robe walking from the rain with an umbrella.

Like a beautiful young man, a light green oil paper umbrella, walking in the gentle wind and drizzle, it is really as fresh and elegant as an unfolded Jiangnan ink painting, which attracts the attention of everyone in the teahouse.

In the eyes of everyone, the man in white took his umbrella and entered the teahouse and came to the young camel's table.

He said in a gentle voice, "This friend, can you sit here?" ”

When the young camel looked at the shop, he saw that there were people sitting at the table, so he nodded and said, "Don't get in the way, I can't occupy so many places alone." ”

The boy agreed, and with a slight smile on his lips, he sat down, and placed a long sword with a wooden sheath on the table.

The tea doctor in the shop saw the guests entering the store, and hurriedly came up and asked, "Ha your family, what do you want your son to drink?" ”

This son is not an outsider, it is Yang Mo who fought with Tian Boguang in the morning.

At that time, when he chased out of the city, because he was blocked by the undisciplined monks, he could only watch Hetian Boguang escape.

He was so angry that he fought with the non-precepting monk, but after dozens of moves, he found that no one could help anyone.

At that moment, he suddenly remembered that his cloth bag was still in Huiyanlou, and he was shocked, and he didn't care about entanglement with the unprecepted monk, so he hurriedly returned from the battle.

But when he returned to the restaurant, he only saw that the guys on the second floor were cleaning up a mess, and the original people were gone.

Such a scene made him panic for a while, the medicine in the green cloth bag was lost, but he also put the transcribed evil sword spectrum in it, although it was hidden, but it couldn't be hidden from people to search carefully.

He inquired with the hotel guys and learned that after he left, two Qingcheng sect disciples came.

These two people don't have to guess that Luo Renjie and Li Rencai, the two provoked Ling Hu Chong and failed, but Ling Hu Chong killed Luo Renjie, and then Ling Hu Chong was hugged by Yilin and left.

The guy said that he remembered that when the little nun Yilin left, she was indeed carrying a light-colored cloth bag, and Yang Mo was somewhat relieved when he heard this.

He knew that Na Yilin would go to Nahengshan City next night, so he rushed to Hengshan City, wanting to find Yilin to return the cloth bag.

However, Hengshan City is big, and he is afraid that he will not be able to stop Yilin, so he wants to enter Liu Zhengfeng's mansion and wait for Yilin to come back by himself.

But he had a raw face, and second, he didn't have an invitation, so he thought of Lin Pingzhi getting in with the Hengshan faction, the Huashan faction, He Sanqi and others, so he found the teahouse here.

At first, I was afraid that because of his change, Lin Pingzhi would not be here, but when I arrived at the teahouse and saw a young man sitting in the innermost, I knew that things were still developing as they were, so I went over and sat down with Lin Pingzhi.

Yang Mo heard Dr. Cha's inquiry, waved his hand and said, "Make a pot of jasmine." ”

Dr. Tea left, but Lin Pingzhi looked at Yang Molai carefully, this is because Brother Luobo always felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

And while Lin Pingzhi was thinking, three people in black walked in, one eye, one white beard, and one young man.

Several people walked to the table between Lin Pingzhi and Yang Mo, and were about to ask if they could get together a table, but the young man among them saw the long sword that Yang Mo put on the table, and immediately shook his body, and hurriedly pulled his companions around him.

The young man pointed at the long sword on the table, and the other two also looked panicked, although the black sword body was hidden in the wooden sheath, the hilt of the sword was familiar to them.

The white-haired man cautiously stepped forward and cautiously looked at Yang Mo with his back to them, and when he saw Yang Mo's appearance clearly, he was frightened and panicked.

But at this time, Yang Mo also noticed the Hunan Sanxiong behind him, and when he saw the white-bearded man looking at him, he smiled at him quite playfully.

The other party was frightened when he saw him, but now his smile scared the other party really hard.

They could not forget what had happened in the blacksmith's shop, and when they saw that they had met this powerful young man again, they hurriedly took their companions and were about to leave.

But the one-eyed man next to him gritted his teeth and whispered to the other two: "There are so many friends in the rivers and lakes here, I don't dare to do it, what are you afraid of!" ”

When the two companions heard this, they felt that it made sense, although they didn't believe that Yang Mo would do it, but let them sit at the same table with Yang Mo, it would never dare.

After the three of them finished speaking, they ran to the table farthest away from Yang Mo and sat down, but it made Lin Pingzhi a little strange, what the hell is going on with these three people, they will come over and go back for a while.

After Dr. Nacha brought a pot of jasmine, Yang Mo listened to the discussion in the teahouse while drinking tea.

Yang Mo's internal strength is not shallow, unlike Lin Pingzhi, who can only hear the people around him.

He had enough ear power, and what everyone in the teahouse said couldn't escape his ears, including the Qingcheng faction's bulldozing of the Fuwei Dart Bureau.

Listening to it, I unexpectedly heard someone mention him, it turned out that he paid for the burial of those dead innocent people in Nanchang City, and the Qingyuzi Dao number left behind was spread by someone and got some good names.

However, after Lin Pingzhi heard the name of this green jade, he seemed to remember something, and his eyes glared at Yang Mo beside him.

At this moment, he finally remembered who the boy in front of him was, wasn't it the Taoist priest Qing Yuzi who was provoked by him in the wine shop outside Fuzhou City that day.

It's just that this person didn't wear a robe at this time, and he changed his clothes, so it's no wonder that he looked familiar just now.

After recognizing Yang Mo, he wanted to leave the table immediately, but he was afraid that Yang Mo would see his identity, so he held back the panic in his heart, and hesitated and didn't know whether to leave or stay.

As for Yang Mo, he was listening to the excitement with great interest, so he didn't have time to pay attention to Lin Pingzhi's inner activities.

In the teahouse in Hengshan City, the most talked about is naturally Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin washing his hands.

These Jianghu people were already talking a lot, washing their hands from the golden basin and talking, just like the crooked forum posts of later generations, crooked to the contradiction between Moda and Liu Zhengfeng of the Hengshan faction.

As soon as they opened their mouths, all kinds of speculations came out, from martial arts to character, there was nothing they didn't know, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

These people didn't talk for long, and one of them got into trouble with Mr. Mo Da who was passing by the tea shop because he was talking about the martial arts of Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng.

This also made Yang Mo see that Mr. Mo Da cut off the sword of seven porcelain cups, and he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, I don't know how many can be cut off by this sword.

If he relied on the benefits of the black sword, it would not be a problem to cut seventy, but if it was only in terms of swordsmanship, I am afraid that it would be very much in the middle of this.

Thinking of this, Yang Mo felt that if he could fight with this Moda, he would definitely benefit a lot, and make the sword intent in his heart go further.

After the two battles with Tian Boguang and the non-precepted monk, he not only greatly improved his swordsmanship, but also helped the sword intent a lot, just waiting for the opportunity to retreat once and thoroughly digest the feelings in his heart.

However, the urge in his heart to fight when he saw a master made him keenly feel that something was wrong.

Although this sword intent can enhance his strength, the clearer this sword intent is, the more he feels that he can't control it.

Once at the beginning of his martial arts practice, Li Zhichang once told him that getting the power that he couldn't control was the most dangerous thing for a martial artist.