Wang Foer's attack was extremely powerful and killed two assassins on the spot.

The chief teacher of Yiwang Mansion said to Gu Zhensheng: "I would like to ask Mr. Gu to tell Master Guangliang of the Huijian Temple that Mr. Wang had no choice but to use force in the ancestral court of Buddhism to save my heir, and committed a crime of murder! Please atone for your sin!"

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Strictly speaking, White Horse Temple is a lower temple of Shaolin. Except for the old abbot who is not performing his duties, the important positions among the eight deacons such as the supervisor and the Zhike are all held by monks who came down from Shaoshi Mountain.

Gu Zhensheng nodded and went to consult with the master of the temple.

Prince Yi stood up from the stone tablet, looked at the two corpses, and sighed: "Wang Jiaoxi, why bother killing more lives for me, Zhu Pan!"

Lao Meng stepped forward and complimented Wang Fo'er, saying: "Brother Wang is really good at his tricks. I, Lao Meng, am convinced!"

Meng Captou said to the prince carelessly: "Are you that little prince Persimmon? If others want to kill you, why do you think so? Aren't you a nerd?"

Li Qing was speechless as he listened, wondering whether Meng Yishan was really stupid or courageous.

It was the first time for the crown prince Zhu Pan to see an unobstructed man like Meng Baotou, and he froze there for a moment, "Xiaosheng thinks that killing people is not good..."

Here, the bandit was physically attacking his love rival. Wang Fo'er walked directly to the bodies of the two assassins. After examining them with his hands, he found two iron plates the size of a palm, engraved with the shape of the Eight Diagrams and with a rough lotus mark embossed on the edges.

"White Lotus Sect!" Prince Yi spoke first.

The White Lotus Sect wants to kill this persimmon? Lao Mengxin asked why not send some people with good martial arts skills to kill this kid. I think this is a fake White Lotus Sect!

Wang Fo'er did not comment, just took the evidence into his arms and said: "From now on, the prince will not be able to leave my side for a moment."

At this moment, the prefect's wife also came out of the Guanyin Hall, surrounded by her maids and wives. When Mrs. Li saw the two corpses, she was frightened and hurriedly expressed condolences to the prince.

Faced with this kind of warm concern, Zhu Pan tried his best to deal with it, and said to Li Qing: "Miss Qing, the vegetarian restaurant in Baima Temple is one of the best in Luoyang. It is delicious. Xiao Ke has reserved a table in advance to entertain Mrs. Li and

you."

Wang Fo'er also interrupted and said: "Everyone, go, Master Puji from Xiangji Kitchen is a very good craftsman!"

Lao Meng, who had not been vegetarian since he was born, frowned when he heard this, but he had to follow Li Qing and said to Wang Foer: "Yes! I have loved eating this vegetarian food since I was a child, and I can't live without him."

"I, Lao Meng, have to protect the prince, right? If I work as a policeman for a day, I have to protect the safety of the whole party!"

Li Qing looked at the duplicitous Meng Yishan and wanted to laugh.

Wang Fo'er and Prince Yi didn't even mention the two assassins who were suspected of being from the White Lotus Sect, so the rest of the people didn't bother to interfere and allowed the temple servants to carry the bodies to a remote place and place them there.

When Gu Zhensheng came back with monk Zhike, Zhike first apologized to the noble prince, the Crown Prince, and accused the White Horse Temple of not protecting it well.

Zhu Shizi's attitude was very generous, and he calmed the monk with gentle words. He also directly donated 500 taels of incense money to the temple.

For a moment, the monk was overjoyed to chant the Buddha's name and praise the merits of Prince Yi's Mansion.

The monk Zhike, who was relieved for the time being, led a few people to a clean room. After a while, he prepared a table of exquisite vegetarian dishes and brought them to them.

The dishes and soups on the table were cooked extremely plainly. There was no trace of knife work or carving on the dishes. They were light and bland, and the presentation was ordinary.

During the banquet, the prefect's wife led Li Qing, and she didn't shy away from it. She sat with everyone and looked at the crown prince Zhu Pan the way a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law.

Li Qing was pursued by the Crown Prince of Yi. Upon contact, he discovered that this Crown Prince was a martial artist, but he liked Confucianism. He was clumsy when talking to him and was a total idiot. However, a middle-aged woman like Mrs. Li talked a lot, quoted scriptures, and was calm and leisurely.

As for the new toad that popped up in Meng Yishan, the young lady has never heard of being a wife and having seven or eight children.

She now feels that both suitors are sick and she doesn't like them at all.

The prefect's wife knew that Lao Meng was her husband's capable subordinate, so she asked her maid to pour a cup of fruit wine for Meng.

Meng Yishan raised his wine glass and said carelessly: "I've done it, madam, you can do whatever you want!"

Then Meng Yishan didn't say anything. He took the lead with his chopsticks and took two pieces of "Gong De Tofu" into his mouth. He chewed it twice and said in surprise: "It's not worse than meat, it's delicious!"

Seeing that he said yes, Li Qing tried to pick up a few chopsticks, and realized that the vegetarian meal was really delicious, so he started to eat it in small bites.

Wang Fo'er smiled at Meng Baotou, who was engrossed in eating, and said, "We, the martial arts practitioners, don't have enough food to fight, so please bring us another table of food."

Prince Yi's Mansion is a big benefactor in the temple, so a table of vegetarian dishes is nothing. The master chef of Xiangji Kitchen who was waiting downstairs immediately went down to comply.

After drinking for a while, Wang Jiaoxi grabbed the monk Zhike and said directly: "May I ask Master, where is the old abbot Guangqin? Can I meet him?"

The monk who knew the guest looked troubled, lowered his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, it's an unlucky time to come to this teaching. The abbot, the old man, has already gone into retreat in order to participate in the Three Flavors Dharma."

"Oh, the abbot is in retreat. I heard that the six white horse monks in the temple are profound in Buddhism. Can you please speak to me?"

The guest seemed to have known that Wang Fo'er would ask this question, so he replied in a deep voice: "The six senior brothers left the day before yesterday and returned to Shaolin."

Wang Fo'er looked regretful and said: "Leaving? Our prince is devoted to Buddhism and wants to invite several masters to study Buddhism. What a pity!"

Gu Zhensheng, the direct descendant of Shaolin, sat there, a little frightened. The six white horse monks were the guardian monks of the Shaolin sect who guarded the ancient temple here. Why have they all withdrawn? These six monks represent the military force of the Shaolin Temple in Luoyang.

His uncle, the ancient magistrate, has left office for a few days, and there is no help from Shaolin Temple?

As for Abbot Guangqin, it is the orthodox tradition of White Horse Temple that has been continued for generations and has nothing to do with Shaolin.

The guest said to Wang Jiaoxi with his hands clasped together: "When the abbot entered the customs, he asked King Yi Qiansui to come and visit when the Luoshui River was first frozen, and talk about Zen. During the introduction, the prince's suspicions will be revealed!"

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Wang Fo'er didn't expect the abbot to leave these words, and frowned slightly for a moment. He was accompanying the prince just incidentally, but actually he came with the mission of Yi Wang Qiantai.

Meng Yishan stepped forward and made a fuss: "You are a monk, what kind of chicken are you greedy for? Why don't you just buy chicken if you want to eat it?"

Lao Meng picked up the wine and was about to clink glasses with Wang Jiaoxi. He really admired Wang Jiaoxi's martial arts.

Wang Fo'er put aside what was on his mind for the time being and answered all the questions asked by Lao Meng who asked him for martial arts advice. He also taught boxing and palm kung fu at the wine table without any secrets. Meng Yishan benefited a lot from this kind of instillation of true teachings.

Even Li Qing and Zhu Pan, two people with good kung fu skills, nodded frequently.

After three rounds of drinking and a lively atmosphere, Wang Jiaoxi made a complaint and said: "The prince was injured a little and has to go back to his home to rest, so I'll excuse you now!"

Actually, I wanted to go back and report to the prince to revive him.

The prince looked at Li Qing with some reluctance. But he still stood up and said goodbye to everyone.

Meng Yishan stood up and said, "I'll invite Brother Wang for a drink someday!"

Wang Fo'er accepted Meng Yishan's request and took the prince back to the palace.

The prefect's wife was still lingering in the temple for a while. Li Qing asked for a horse and was about to sneak home. After Meng Yishan "protected" the prince, he continued to protect the prefect's lady and ran away with her. He didn't want to stay in this monk's temple for a moment.

Gu Zhensheng stayed on for some reason.

The monk Zhike said to him: "Junior Brother Gu, the six senior brothers left you a letter when they left."

Gu Zhensheng unfolded the letter and read it, and saw that it read: "Zhensheng, my brothers have left Luoyang and returned to Songshan. After receiving the abbot's decree, monks and lay disciples from all over Guanzhong have suspended all businesses and businesses, waiting for the time to move.

Junior brother, make preparations quickly."

After reading this letter, Gu Zhensheng's heart became even colder, and he crumpled the letter into a ball: "What a quick plan, it is obvious that Shaolin has given up its power in Luoyang City, why?"

After being annoyed for a while, my mind became a little clearer, and I thought to myself that it was the White Lotus Sect, but the White Lotus Sect stole the Buddhist teachings, created the white sun in the sky, came to the world at the end of the third period of calamity, and the demonic theory that Maitreya will save the believers to go to heaven, which is the most hated by Buddhism.

They all have conflicts, so why are they suddenly afraid of the White Lotus Sect?

As the head of the lay disciples, Gu Zhensheng had to act as a liaison to convey the message. He had to do things even if he didn't understand. He really lost the confidence to compete with Lao Meng.

Meng Yishan and Li Qing rode together and returned to Luoyang City.

Lao Meng hoped that his horse could run for a while, but the two horses were fast and Li Qing didn't want to pay attention to him. In a moment, they arrived on a street in front of the government office.

But I saw that the whole street was blocked tightly and there was a sea of ​​people. Some people shouted: "Maitreya is reborn! The white lotus will save the world!"

Meng Yishan wondered: "The White Lotus Sect has rebelled!"

The two of them had no choice but to dismount, lead their horses and squeeze forward. They saw that there were about 1,800 people surrounding the entrance of the government office, chanting the slogan "White Lotus to Save the World" in unison. The momentum was astonishing. There were also a large number of people watching around.

The gathered White Lotus believers were surrounded by several leaders, and even a blind harp player who played the huqin and sang: "It's a pity that it's too dark today, there is little smoke in every house, there is no loyalty, filial piety and conscience, and there are hungry bones on the roadside."

They piled up into a mountain, and the heinous people were sitting in the hall! The common people were in tears..."

"Well done! You should be rewarded!" Meng Yishan was really happy to hear it. He stood there and watched with great interest. There were so many White Lotus sects. How much silver reward would I get if I caught them?

At this moment, someone called Meng Yishan: "Captain Chief, you are back!"

When Meng Yishan looked around, he saw a fast-shift policeman under his command, wearing casual clothes and sweating from the crowd, squeezing through: "What's going on? When did these people come up? What's the situation inside the Yamen?"

The policeman said: "This gang of religious bandits have been gathering here for an hour. They are clamoring to let their incense passers go. They also want the prefect to reply as soon as possible, otherwise they will rush in and rob people."

Meng Yishan asked: "Who are their messengers?" The fast class detective whispered to him: "They are the ones who died in prison."

Li Qing was a little worried that the situation was out of control and asked, "Why haven't the officers and soldiers arrived yet?"

The young detective's face was wrinkled a bit like a bitter gourd strip, "The young one was sent by the prefect to the guard station to ask for help, but no one could be rescued."

Meng Yishan was very dissatisfied and said: "What's going on! Are all the Luoyang soldiers doing this?"

"The chief arrests the general. This happened by chance. General Ma was assassinated. The general's seal is hanging in the hall. The court has not appointed a new general. No one can mobilize the army at the guard station unless King Chitose of Yi gives an urgent order."

Is this the fault of my mother? Meng Yishan felt quite aggrieved.

Finally, the scene that Miss Magistrate was most afraid of appeared. The gathered White Lotus cult members were divided into several groups, and someone began to distribute weapons, hatchets, wooden sticks, bamboo spears, and even a few inferior bows. It looked like they were really going to attack the government office.

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Li Qing looked worried, but there was nothing he could do for the time being.

Meng Yishan looked at the formation of more than a thousand people, but he was quite calm. The last time he saw such a big scene was when the government and army organized Minzhuang to besiege Black Tiger Village to suppress the Taihang bandits like him.

"I'm going to Prince Yi's Mansion to beg Zhu Pan and ask the prince to order the deployment of troops." Li Qing said, "Can you go and beg the Miao leader to rush in and snatch my father out?" After that, he was about to go.
To be continued...