Meng Yishan's crazy words made Li Qing a little stunned.

When she was eighteen years old, she often heard words such as "The young lady is beautiful and smart, elegant and has a blue heart, she is the best in the world, and she is from Guanghan Palace", but she didn't know that today Meng Yishan asked her to marry him, and he actually said, "Qing'er, you are so beautiful."

She must be good-looking! How about being my wife? Give birth to and raise seven or eight of his children!"

Li Qing's face turned red from her neck to her ears. Before she could get angry, Meng Datou, who didn't know how to die, held Li Qing's hand tightly and said with a smile: "Hey, Qing'er, don't worry, you will marry me."

Meng's benefits are endless. If I get a high official position, you will be Mrs. Meng. The most important thing for me is friendship. Even if I take concubines from now on, you will also be the wife of the wife!"

Li Qing, who was both ashamed and angry, tried his best to break away from the big catcher Lushan's claws, picked up two household items on the desk and threw them towards Meng Yishan's face.

The frail Datou heard a "Bang!" sound, and a stream of liquid with the fragrance of ink dripped from his forehead. Before he could recover, something hit the bridge of his nose. His nose felt sore, numb, and itchy.

Feeling all come together, Meng Yishan screamed in pain and rubbed his face vigorously with his hands. He didn't know what Li Qing hit him with?

Li Qing couldn't help laughing when he saw the look on Mr. Meng's face. He held his hands on the table and tried not to laugh out loud.

Meng Yishan wiped his face with his hand, only to see that his hand was covered with black ink stains. He rubbed his nose with his right hand, and there was blood red, and there was a sharp pain in the nose bone. It turned out that Miss Li lost her temper and flew the inkstone on the table onto the big catcher's forehead.

, the ink flowed across the inkstone, staining Meng Yishan's face a big black face, and he threw a bronze paperweight, which almost broke the bridge of his nose.

Seeing Li Qing's charming smile, the big head catcher's soul flew to nowhere, and even the pain was somewhat forgotten, looking like a toad looking at a swan.

Just as Se Shouhun was meeting, Li Chongyi walked in in casual clothes. When he saw Meng Yishan sitting on the bedside with a "salt sauce" look on his face, his daughter bent over with laughter. I wonder what happened?

After meeting Lord Li, Lao Meng was still a little confused, but Magistrate Li spoke with concern: "Yi Shan is awake! What's wrong with your face?"

Meng Yishan cried out in his heart that he was wronged. The woman he bought for twenty taels was so fierce that his face was covered with flowers, and Master Li even caught him.

Where is the face of his former leader of the Black Tiger Village and the head of Luoyang's third police squad? He changed the topic to Magistrate Li and said, "Sir, where is this? I remember passing out in prison.

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Lord Li stroked his beard and smiled and said: "This is my study room. Yishan, you have done a great job this time. You protected the prison and captured Hua Die'er. When I report to the court, I will be rewarded soon."

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"A reward! A reward is great!" the big catcher said with a simple and honest smile.

"What happened to your brother Meng Shi's face? It's covered in blood and ink?" Master Li asked his daughter in confusion.

Li Qing stared at Meng Yishan fiercely and said to his father: "Brother Meng Shi went crazy a few days ago, and the remaining poison was not purified. My daughter mixed pine smoke and ink with a meteorite to draw out his blood, and the illness was cured."

Magistrate Li nodded his head: "I see that the Huangdi Neijing does contain the medical technique of meteorite, which can cure madness!"

Meng Yishan thought: What kind of meteorite did this little girl beat with a copper paperweight?

Unexpectedly, Li Qing was the daughter of Mr. Li and the daughter of the prefect. Thinking of the nonsense he just said, he was stunned for a moment.

Mr. Li joked to Meng Yishan: "This is my little daughter Qing'er. She has taken care of your condition in the past two days. Fortunately, my nephew has improved quickly and no quack doctor has harmed anyone."

Meng Yishan didn't want to say anything. He lowered his head and sang to Li Qing, clasping his fists to thank you: "Sister, I, Lao Meng, would like to thank you for your life-saving grace!"

Li Qingye greeted him tenderly and said: "Brother Meng Shi, from the Yasheng clan, I saw you today, he is indeed a hero."

The two met each other in a false manner.

Magistrate Li sat down next to Meng Yishan and said to Lao Meng: "Yishan, that Hua Hua'er has a very tough talk. He tortured him in every possible way, but he still refused. When he was beaten severely, he said that he was from the White Lotus Sect and was acting on orders.

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Li Qing was surprised and said: "Is it really the White Lotus Sect? Or is it just using this name?" The White Lotus Sect has millions of followers in the north, and even many officials and officials are believers. This is a hornet's nest.

Meng Yishan said: "This White Lotus Teach me, Lao Meng, knows that back then, Mr. Li in the village believed in this stuff. He believed in nonsense words like "Maitreya came to the world to save all living beings" all day long. The preaching master also said that he had wisdom roots, so he could

This fool spent all his money! Even his wife was sacrificed to the Master, and later the family was ruined."

Li Qing'er felt miserable when she heard this and said: "How pitiful!"

Meng Yishan cursed: "Poor ass, there are fools like this everywhere, and the White Lotus Sect has made a lot of money just by doing this!" "My heart makes me rich faster than I can rob."

Magistrate Li sighed: "The White Lotus Sect has been making waves since the Hongwu period. It has been suppressed and revolted many times."

"Yi Shan, you will be raised for two more days. When you are well, we will have people search for you carefully. No matter what the traitor says is true or false, there is no White Lotus sect allowed in Luoyang."

The chief arrester agreed without hesitation, and then casually asked what serious crime Zhang Boduan committed and was sent to Luoyang Prison?

Li Chongyi shook his head and said: "It's the person who was ordered by the Fu Si of Jinyiwei Town. Zhang Boduan is known as the Living Mengchang on Luo Road. He usually pays for people from all over the world. He also went on the run in the green forest. I'm afraid he will be punished for it!"

Meng Yishan nodded, "This man named Zhang is truly a righteous man!"

Magistrate Li was concerned about the White Lotus matter, and after staying for a short time, he said to Meng Yishan: "You can rest here to recuperate. I will go to He Mansion to visit my mentor and ask about the White Lotus case that the Ministry of Punishment has handled over the years. I will have some clues in my heart so that I can deal with it better."

Lord Li told his daughter to take good care of Brother Meng Shi, and then went to prepare the sedan chair and go out.

Li Qing'er and Meng Yishan were left in the room, and the atmosphere was very awkward. It was the big catcher who spoke first: "Sister, it turns out you are Mr. Li's daughter. I really didn't expect that."

Li Qing pressed Meng Yishan and asked: "You killed General Ma and then went to the government office to arrest the head. What is your plan?"

Mr. Meng called out to Qu: "I didn't kill the man named Ma. It was your father who forced me to do this. Is it a conspiracy... He just wants you to give birth to a baby for me!"

Qing'er was so angry that she stamped her feet, put her two fingers together, and pressed them against Meng Yishan's throat: "You crazy guy, are you looking for death?"

Meng Yishan moved his neck slightly, and he felt a force of true energy stuck in his throat, making it difficult to breathe. Even so, his mouth was still dirty: "I, Lao Meng, am a filial son. Although my father and mother died young, even if

Not filial, but the book says there are three types of unfilial piety, the worst is not having an heir. I can’t let my Meng family die, so I need to find a beautiful wife!”

Just when Qing'er's jade face was flushed with anger, a maid outside the door said: "Miss, Madam has sent word that the catcher surnamed Meng can't die, so leave it aside for now and go see King Yi quickly."

Prince."

Li Qing'er was helpless with this rough material. When he heard that he wanted to see the Prince of Yi, there happened to be someone to vent his anger on, so he said to the maid: "Please let the Prince wait for a while, I will come in a moment."

After the maid left, Li Qing gritted his teeth and made a fierce expression and said: "If you want to harm my father, I will poison you to death!"

After saying that, without even looking at Meng Yishan, he turned around and slammed the door and left!

Meng Yishan was lying on the bed, his jealousy burning so fiercely that even Scar was shaking with anger. He thought to himself: "What kind of catcher surnamed Meng can't die, so just throw it aside! What the hell are Yi Wang's persimmons? Wait until I get hurt."

Okay, let’s find him to fight with.”

His mind changed again, and he thought: "It seems that Mrs. Li is a snobbery. I, the catcher, don't even have a rank, so I can't stand his grandma's eyes!"

After thinking for a while, he felt a little hungry and called for wine and meat. Even though he was ill, Meng Da was not afraid of being cold. He ate a hearty meal and fell asleep on the bed feeling stuffy!

At dawn the next day, Magistrate Li came to visit again. Seeing that Meng Yishan's physical strength was gradually recovering, he left happily. The big catcher sat alone on the bed. Except for the maid who delivered the meal, who chatted a few words when she came, she usually sat there bored.

, then use the inflator to carry it around.

This time, the more I practiced Da Baotou, the more amazing I became. I no longer had the pain of cramps and constriction of my pulses. The true energy in my body was so full that the twelve main meridians could not survive. It continued to spread into the eight extraordinary meridians. After practicing for a long time, the eight meridians became true.

The Qi returned and rushed straight up to the Dantian. With a roar, a burst of white Qi burst out from the nose, shaking the beds on all sides and making the ears roar.

Meng Yishan knew that his skill had improved, but he was baffled. He thought to himself, "I should ask Lao Yun, don't do something wrong with Hu Lian!"

It was his first practice after opening up the twelve meridians, and he had already mastered the "Tiger Crossing the Post" mentality hidden in the Boneless Soft Fist. His method of exercising energy was so powerful and domineering that he was in this situation just now.

Meng Yishan was just weak after being poisoned. He stayed in Mr. Li's study for another day and improved eighty percent. He couldn't stay in such a depressing place for too long. He said goodbye to Mr. Li early in the morning and agreed to arrive at work the next day.

Returned to Shangshu Mansion.

When he met the old minister, Meng Da patted his head and shoulder and said with a smile: "Your uncle is a good uncle. He didn't inform me. Hehe, be careful of Xiao Liu Yue's death."

"You are not the son of a man!" The old minister was so angry that he trembled.

The big head hunter was satisfied and went to find Yun Ao. After searching the room, he found the old man sitting in the pavilion in the back garden, looking at the returning geese in the sky without moving for a long time.

When Yun Ao saw Meng Yishan, he laughed and said, "What's wrong with your nose?"

The big catcher's nose was broken by a copper paperweight, so he put a plaster on it. It was very ugly.

Meng Yishan did not mention this embarrassment. He stepped forward and opened his mouth and blew: "Lao Yun, my inner strength has been completed. The strong breath coming from my nose is a high-level fire!"

Yun Ao narrowed his eyes, looked at him and said: "You are so superficial that you don't understand the principle of true energy movement. This is the result of internal energy leaking out. But your internal energy is indeed strong, otherwise there would be no energy to leak out."

The big catcher was a little disappointed and said: "Anyway, my martial arts progress is fast."

Yun Ao said: "You had a silver needle passing through the acupuncture point, and the poison in your body was stimulated, so you broke through the internal power. It is a good thing to increase the power suddenly, but you can't control it well. For example, when using a knife, you can control the heat and the strength of the knife.

It all requires hard training. Even if you have the inner strength to lift the sky, you are still like a reckless man using a giant hammer, unable to hit anyone."

Meng Captou had only been learning swordsmanship for a few days. Before, his posture when holding the sword was wild. Now he was no longer proud. He listened attentively to Yun Ao's martial arts lectures and stopped yelling blindly.

"If you want to practice controlling your inner strength, studying Qing Gong hard is a good way."

On the day when Yun Ao kidnapped the escort, Meng Patou had seen that the old man was also very good at Qing Gong, and he immediately said: "Old Yun, do you have a Qing Gong teaching?"

Yun Ao nodded and said: "I, King Pan, have taught you my sword skills, so what does Qinggong mean?"

"This "flying bird paddling" movement technique was acquired by me in exchange for 200 slaves from the Miao and Dong masters. This technique focuses on raising the Qi and lightening the body, and allows you to fly like a bird. It is truly a first-class movement technique.

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Yun Ao taught Meng Yishan the methods of raising Qing Gong and exerting force one by one. Meng Datou listened with great interest. After Yun Ao finished explaining the basic essentials, Meng Yishan couldn't wait to practice with force.

Then this joke got really big. In the flat garden, Meng Yishan fell down frequently while practicing Qinggong. He fell headfirst to the ground every time. After bumping into him more than ten times, he was hit with stars dancing wildly, and he finally mastered some rules.

After practicing for a long time, Yun Ao said: "Okay, half an hour a day is enough. You are tall and strong, and your lightness kung fu is your weakness. You must practice it with all your heart to be consistent with your sword skills."

Returning to the pavilion to rest, Meng Yishan knew that the old man had rich experience in the martial arts, so he told what he had seen and heard in the past few days. Yun Ao shook his head and said: "The White Lotus Sect has never set up a altar in Guanluo before, and this is Shaolin's sphere of influence.

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"That lewd thief should have nothing to do with the White Lotus Sect. No sect will accept a lewd thief to ruin its reputation."

The big catcher nodded in agreement and asked: "I have Huadie'er in my hands, how can I use some means to get out his truth?"
Chapter completed!