After all, there are too many grievances and grievances in the big dye vat of the rivers and lakes, and who can tell right from wrong? Unless it is some real saintly sage in the martial arts, who has a fair life and a downright life, and its prestige is enough to deter black and white, so that they have the courage to carry out the ritual of washing hands in the golden basin, and the vast majority of people do not have the ability or courage at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He Zhichong's ritual of washing hands in a golden basin is not because of how prestigious he is, but because he is not a person from the rivers and lakes at all, and the so-called golden basin washing hands is just a form in the final analysis. But in the past, the Thunderbolt Hall advertised a martial arts family, and as the hall master, it was naturally understandable for him to have such a ceremony.

Some people say that He Zhichong offended many underworld figures in the process of getting in touch with the royal family, so he was afraid that he would be assassinated before the golden basin handwashing ceremony, so as early as a few months ago, he constipated and ordered the masters of each branch hall to return to the main hall, and half a month before the golden basin handwashing ceremony, the entire Perak Hall was already heavily guarded.

In the past few days, the masters of various factions who have received invitations from Perak Hall have gradually rushed to Feng County, of course, their purpose is not just to participate in this so-called golden basin handwashing ceremony, but to come for another ceremony.

The snake can't be headless, after the Thunderbolt Hall Master He Zhichong let it go, he naturally has to choose a new hall master, and the purpose of each sect is naturally to come to the face of the next hall master.

This person is He Peiran, known as Junzijian in the rivers and lakes, and he is also He Zhichong's only son.

It is said that as early as He Peiran was sixteen years old, he was accepted as a disciple by a hermit in the rivers and lakes, no one knew his name, and no one had seen it, and the only thing that could later prove that He Peiran had this trace was that He Peiran, who had disappeared for twelve years, was suddenly born, a person, a sword swept the seven evils of Shanxi for many years, that is, since that war, the name of the gentleman's sword He Peiran has risen rapidly in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, the reason why all the sects came to participate was because most of them came for the sake of He Peiran's face, and they hoped that this gentleman with extremely high martial arts would be able to change his father Perak Hall as the head of the martial arts family but did not act after taking over the Thunderbolt Hall, and hoped that the Thunderbolt Hall would support justice and revive its former prestige under his future leadership.

Now almost all the inns in Fengxian County have been inhabited, and there are also heroes from all over the world who continue to pour into this small county town. Of course, these people are purely here to see the excitement, and under the leadership of He Zhichong over the years, Thunderbolt Hall has almost done nothing in terms of Jianghu martial arts, but fortunately, He Zhichong gave birth to a good son - He Peiran, a gentleman who shocked the rivers and lakes.

For these insignificant martial artists in the rivers and lakes, He Peiran only heard his name and did not see his face, so they wanted to take advantage of the time when the Perak Hall held a big event to see He Peiran's demeanor.

Because they are not the characters invited by Peraktang, they are not taken seriously by Peraktang, and can only be sharpened in various wine inns at their own expense.

Today is June 15, He Zhichong's 50th birthday, and it is also a big day for him to wash his hands. At this time, it was the time of the morning, and at breakfast time, many martial arts high-rollers who came together gathered to drink and eat together, so the whole restaurant was full of loud laughter.

In contrast to these callers, in the corner of the inn sat a lonely figure, dressed in a tight white shirt and with a felt hat on his head, whose face could not be seen clearly. In such a restaurant, in the eyes of many martial artists, such a costume will not attract much attention, because it is not uncommon for strange people or lone rangers in the rivers and lakes to be uncommon, so even if someone sees him, they only take a slight look at it and ignore it.

He was not eye-catching, and the only thing that stood out was that he had a sword on his table in addition to wine and food.

A sword inlaid with gold and jade on its scabbard.

Yes, people who know him well, after seeing this sword, know that this person is called Xiaoyaozi, the tenth killer of the Jianghu killer list, and the first master of the dark river, Xiaoyaozi.

Pour the wine, raise the glass, raise the hand, and then the wine is in the mouth, and everything seems so leisurely.

But if you look closely, although his surface is breezy and bleak, if you look closely, you will find that the legs under his table are shaking gently involuntarily.

The shaking legs can only indicate two problems, one is that he is extremely bored, and the second is that his heart is a little nervous or excited.

The current Xiaoyaozi belongs to the second type, nervous and excited.

He was nervous because he was waiting for someone, and he was excited because he was waiting for someone, because he knew that the person he was waiting for would come.

Since the battle of Jiulong Mountain, he has not seen Xiong Qiang for two years, and in the past two years, he has heard the news of Xiong Qiang from a lot of things, the battle of Wudang Qingwei Palace, and the outwitting of those mysterious organizations in Wumeng Valley...... All this can prove that Xiong Qiang is still alive, and the battle of Jiulong Mountain did not take his life.

A person who should have died, a person who has not seen him for many years, is finally going to meet today, not to mention that this person is still the only disciple of his Xiaoyaozi life, and he occupies an extremely important position in his heart. This made his heart, which should have been calm, extremely uncalm.

In addition to that, it's because he recently discovered a secret. It's a big secret.

The hour has passed, and in the thunderbolt hall opposite the restaurant, there are gongs, drums and suona sounds, which looks very festive. Hearing these voices, many martial artists in the restaurant also left their seats one after another and rushed towards the Perak Hall. If there are people in the martial arts who have unresolved grievances with He Zhichong, they can also enter the Perak Hall and settle their grievances in front of the world's martial arts heroes.

For a time, in front of the Perak Hall, the door was like a city, and it was very lively.

Xiaoyaozi also slowly walked to the window, staring at the crowd coming and going.

The ceremony of washing hands in the golden basin will be held at noon, as long as the golden basin is dipped in water, the grievances and grievances in the past rivers and lakes will also disappear with the entry of these hands into the water.

At the time of the hour, at the end of the day, it will be noon, but the person who is waiting for Xiaoyaozi has not yet come.

"Xiao Er, another pot of good champion red!" a very magnetic voice shouted from Xiaoyaozi's mouth.

Xiao Er glanced at this strange person a little strangely, he also knew that these people from the rivers and lakes came to watch the ceremony of washing hands in the golden basin, although the master of the Perak Hall, He Zhichong, rarely appeared in the rivers and lakes, but after all, ceremonies like washing hands in the golden basin are also extremely difficult to occur in the rivers and lakes, so many people from the rivers and lakes came not to find trouble with He Zhichong, but to get a glimpse of the extremely difficult rituals in the rivers and lakes.

But this strange man in front of him, with a sword and a hat, is obviously a person from the rivers and lakes, but he didn't go to see this ceremony, but stayed here for so many days by pouring himself a drink, didn't he come to see the ceremony? Although Xiao Er's heart also had doubts, but a small person like him didn't dare to anger this kind of Jianghu guest. Immediately answered, he took a bottle of champion red from the counter and walked over.

Xiaoyaozi showed a pair of white hands and slowly uncovered the sealing mud. He was a little anxious, but he was not anxious, although he was not sure that Xiong Qiang would definitely come to this winery, but he believed that Xiong Qiang would definitely go to Perak Hall.

Thunderbolt Hall is on the opposite side, everything that happens inside is clearly audible, and if Xiong is strong, it will definitely set off a sword light and sword shadow inside.

When the mud was unsealed, the thick aroma of wine wafted into the nostrils, making Xiaoyaozi squint his eyes comfortably.

"I don't know if there will be a chance to taste such a good wine again after today!" Xiaoyaozi muttered softly, but there was not the slightest sadness on his face because of such worry.

There was a faint sound of "rustling" footsteps in the stairwell, and Xiaoyaozi had already poured the wine from the wine glass into his throat.

"Wouldn't such a cow spoil such a fine wine?" A loud voice resounded throughout the restaurant.