Curtsy and salute.

Lao Meng took advantage of the situation and held Li Qing's hand, helped the girl up, and thought to himself, what's the use of Old Yun's useless martial arts?

Meng Yishan said to Li Qing: "The situation here is critical. It may be too late for you to get to the Wang Mansion and for me to get to the Shangshu Mansion. What should I do if something goes wrong in the middle?"

"I, Lao Meng, come to rescue you!"

"You? Can you do that?" Li Qing couldn't care less about Meng Yishan's Lushan Claw now.

"Meng Yishan gave the guarantee, but regretted that he had agreed so quickly, but he made some calculations in his mind. The prefect's yamen can have dozens of servants and more than a dozen crossbows. If I can pull in some reinforcements and cooperate inside and outside, we should be able to disperse these white lotuses.

Teach the bandits that trading can still be done!

It's a problem to go there to find people who dare to fight against the White Lotus Sect. The martial arts gym in the city? The escort agency? The Lu family in Luoyang... I'm afraid that only Lu Shaojun dares to come forward, and he won't be able to do anything... Do you really want that nerd Zhu Pan!

"Hey, nerd!" The big catcher had an idea, put down Li Qing's delicate hand and said: "My lord, we are saved, come with me!"

He called the fast-shift agent aside, bit his ears and warned him, then patted the young catcher on the shoulder, "Whether you succeed or not depends on you. Once you succeed, you will be the fast-shift supervisor!"

The young catcher's blood surged, and he immediately shouted: "I dare to die if I don't serve!"

Meng Yishan said to Li Qing: "Qing'er, you are good at qinggong. Quickly take me to the mansion to study. There is a large group of reinforcements there."

Although she didn't know why, Li Qing'er had no choice but to listen to him, put all her hopes on Lao Meng, and dragged him into the private school behind the street.

Dozens of students from the government were arguing with the lecturer because of the chaos on the front street. Meng Yishan and Li Qing rushed in like a whirlwind. Meng Yishan knocked the lecturer aside! He gasped and said: "Everyone, no.

Okay, the White Lotus Sect is in chaos!"

When a group of scholars heard that the White Lotus Sect was causing trouble, some cursed, some were worried, and some thought about whether they could go out of the city to hide. There was a commotion, and Li Qing said angrily to Meng Yishan: "My surname is Meng.

Yes, you are a useless scholar!"

Meng Yishan did not answer, but looked at a corner of the building outside the window, and saw smoke rising from the building in that corner, and flames jumping straight up.

"The Temple of Confucius is on fire!"

This group of scholars also saw the light of the fire. At this time, the same policeman ran in from outside the door and shouted: "There is a bastard from the White Lotus Sect who went to the Confucius Temple and knocked down the statue of the saint and set a fire.

I also wrote on the wall that Maitreya is born and White Lotus saves the world!"

The little catcher's face was red, and his lungs were about to explode. He thought that if I ran here after setting the fire, it would cost me half my life. The chief catcher's promise must be fulfilled.

What? Saint Kong was humiliated! A group of people's emotions exploded, and they shouted angrily. Some burst into tears and cried. The saint was wronged. They all cursed: "Monster, gangster! Dog thief!"
Chapter completed!