After Li Bufu left Huiyanlou, he found a hotel to stay in.

It was the second day after resting overnight and exercising your energy to regulate your breathing.

Although this day was not the day of the "Golden Basin Handwashing Conference", many people from the martial arts world rushed towards the Liu Mansion, and Hengyang City became even more lively.

The rain is still falling, drizzling and will not stop.

When Li Bufufang left the inn, the rain was very light. He thought for a moment and planned to buy a more stylish dress. He could not wear cotton coats to attend other people's retirement ceremony, which was not very reasonable.

So he walked everywhere in Hengyang City, intending to pick out his clothes.

It was early morning and there were not many pedestrians on the street, but the occasional conversations from all over the place were already very loud.

Li Bufu left for a few quarters of an hour and suddenly felt a little hungry.

"I thought the meal I had yesterday would take care of at least two or three days. It seems that I still underestimate my own appetite."

He looked around and saw a sold wonton on the side of the road carrying a load and was hawking bamboo slices with a "tick" sound. He went over and ordered two bowls of wontons.

An old man who sold wontons asked, "Do you add eggs?"

Li Bufu said: "No need."

The old man who sold wontons threw the wrapped wontons into the pot with hot water vapor, and then laughed casually: "Little brother, are you so afraid of the cold? Why are you still wearing a cotton coat at this time?"

Li Bufu said: "It's all the clothes I used to be. I can't bear to throw them away, so I have to continue wearing them."

The old man selling wontons looked at him carefully, suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed his wrist.

Li Bufu was slightly shocked and was about to throw it away when he suddenly heard the old man say, "Little brother, don't be afraid, I have no malice. I have learned some medical skills in my early years. Although I am not very clever, I can take your pulse for you."

The old man put three fingers on Li Bufu's hand with his index finger, middle finger and ring finger. After touching it for a while, he said strangely: "Hey, it's strange. This pulse is stable and powerful, neither floating nor sinking, and is better than me. How could he get into cold disease for no reason?"

Li Bufu chuckled softly, pulled his hand back, and said, "I am not seriously ill, thank you for your concern."

The old man selling wontons looked at Li Bufu carefully and suddenly said, "It turns out that you are also an expert in the internal family, but I, He Sanqi, have misunderstood."

He Sanqi did not ask any more questions, walked aside, picked up the wontons, divided them into two bowls, and handed them in front of Li Buqi, saying, "This is the first bowl of wontons today, I will give you a meal. Another bowl costs ten cents, and I will give it to you after eating."

"Okay." Li Bufu did not act like a silly bowl of wontons on the ground, held another bowl in his hand, squatted down and started eating.

He knew that there were dragons and tigers in Hengyang City now and heroes gathered. Since He Sanqi could see that he was an expert in the internal family, he must be a martial arts world. So Li Bufu asked, "Old man, can you tell me about this Golden Basin Handwashing Conference?"

He Sanqi smiled and said, "You are also here to visit Liu Zhengfeng and Master Liu San? You are young, maybe I don't know. I tell you that the meaning of "washing hands with golden basin" is to wash your hands with both hands, not stained with blood, and then leave the world. If you have any trouble in the future, it will not involve Master Liu San."

Li Bufu nodded, and he had eaten half of the first bowl of wontons.

He Sanqi said again: "It's just that the rumors in the world say that Liu Zhengfeng's martial arts are higher than that of Mr. Mo Da, the head of Hengshan Sect. The brothers and brothers have had a disagreement, so they are forced to retire by Mr. Mo Da. That's nonsense."

"It's just that Liu Zhengfeng is in his prime and retired at this time. The reason is indeed a bit strange and secret."

He said this, Li Bufu had finished a bowl of wontons and was about to answer the conversation, but a few shouts and cross-examinations came from a distance.

"Everyone, have you seen a young man wearing a thick cotton coat?"

"If you see me, please inform me of Taishan Sect!"

"You sell wontons, you..."

Four disciples wearing Taishan School costumes came quickly, and they were all unkind and asked everywhere. When they saw Li Bufu, they stopped together and were all shocked!

Li Bufu turned his head and looked at them and asked, "Are you looking for me?"

One of the disciples of the Taishan Sect shouted: "Where is Tian Boguang and Linghu Chong? You three traitors are hanging out together, why are you the only one?"

Li Bufu refused to answer, but suddenly turned to He Sanqi and said, "Old man, lend your shoulder pole for use."

He actually bent down and went to untie the ropes at both ends of the wontons tied to the shoulder pole.

Another sneered, "Why don't you talk? Could it be that you know you're scared now?"

Li Bufu still ignored them.

After a while, four disciples of the Taishan Sect saw that Li Bufu never spoke, immediately looked at each other and shouted: "Go together and catch him back to see the leader!"

The four of them each held a long sword and attacked Li Bufu.

The two attacked him on both shoulders, and the two attacked him on the back.

Just at this moment, Li Bufu had untied the rope on the load, pulled out the stick in the middle, and swept it behind him without looking, and used a "dragon swing tail"!

"Ah! Ah!"

Two consecutive crys of pain sounded.

Li Bufu used up his move and his body had jumped out more than half a foot, dodging his sword.

He turned around and used a stick as a gun, swaying, and phantoms flashed out of the tip of the stick, and used a set of "middle-level gun technique" to welcome four disciples of the Taishan Sect.

The flat stick is very long. When it is used, a gust of stick wind blows, mixed with drizzle, which can cover all four people from the Taishan Sect.

Although the Taishan Sect has four disciples and has the advantage of the number of people, it is not Li Bufu's opponent at all and has been beaten to retreat step by step.

After only ten moves of the fight, He Sanqi suddenly said in a cold voice: "The gun is flat, the king is the one in the middle, the most difficult to defend! Good shooting skills!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Bufu's hand moved and tapped it in the air with a flat stick, like thunder, and it hit the hearts of four disciples of the Taishan Sect, and they were knocked back together.

The four disciples of the Taishan Sect were blocked and they were all frightened and fled back.

Seeing these disciples of Taishan Sect escape, Li Bufu put down his flat stick and said, "Thank you for your flat stick."

He Sanqi said: "You don't have to thank me, but I want to thank you for Taishan. If you didn't take my shoulder pole but used an iron spear just now, then their lives would be gone."

Li Bufu smiled and said, "If I kill someone here, blood will splatter. If a drop of it splashes into your wonton pot, you will not be able to do this business."

He Sanqi was slightly stunned and bowed, "So you saw my face."

Li Bufu said: "It's not about your face, but the wontons you made are really good."

The two of them said, and in a blink of an eye, it was getting heavier again.

The raindrops as big as beans fell down, and the pedestrians around were hiding from the rain, scattered, crawling into various teahouses and hotels, and some rushed to Liu's mansion.

The Liu Mansion has not yet started a ceremony, but the flowing table has been set up.

Li Bufu threw down a piece of silver and was about to leave.

He Sanqi grabbed him and said, "You still have a bowl of wontons that you haven't finished."

Li Bufu shook his head and said, "It's too late to eat. If I eat at your place, I don't know how much trouble I will cause."

He Sanqi didn't let go and asked again: "You are also going to attend the Golden Basin Handwashing Conference, right?"

Li Bufu said, "Yes, I want to go too."

He Sanqi said: "Okay, I'll go with you."

He said, and was packing up the shoulder pole and finishing work when it was opened.

Li Bufu said in surprise: "You'll finish your work now?"

He Sanqi smiled and said, "Sometimes, it's enough to sell a bowl of wontons a day. Besides, you've given more than one bowl of wontons."

Li Bufu said, "But I still have to change my clothes."

He Sanqi said, "You go, I must put the shoulder pole first. I will wait for you here later. You don't know that it is really not easy for me to come from Yandang Mountain alone, but I have to ask you to take care of me."

He carried a shoulder pole and walked back to the street. After walking a little further, he said to himself: "The Five Mountains Sword Sect are in harmony! These days, the five major sects are not affordable for ordinary people!"

Li Bufu's expression moved slightly, and then left. He walked for a long time, found a clothing shop in Hengyang City, and bought a suitable yellow long dress.

After the change, he was so energetic that he returned to the street and saw He Sanqi, who sold wontons again.

He Sanqi was wearing a tart cloth raincoat at this time, but the shoulder pole on his body had already been removed and he didn't know where to put it.

There was also a man holding an umbrella and carrying a lantern of the "Liu Mansion", who looked like a disciple of the Hengshan School.
Chapter completed!