The flag of the White Lotus Sect's incense master was waved and swept towards Mengyi Mountain with a strong wind. Lao Meng saw that he was coming with a dangerous approach and hurriedly swung his long knife horizontally to pick up the flag.

With a flick of the brush, the white banner wrapped the blade tightly. Meng Yishan tried his best, but he couldn't get rid of it. Just as he was anxious, the incense owner held the banner in his right hand, spread out his left palm, grabbed it with a gasp, and held it towards

Meng Yishan's throat.

Lao Meng realized that he was not slow in reacting. He quickly threw away the knife, raised his head and backed away. He narrowly avoided another catch, but a piece of his clothes was torn off from his chest. Meng was furious and wanted to call Li Qing for help.

Seeing that the young lady of the prefect's family was besieged by more than ten good men, she couldn't survive for a while.

Mengyi also threw away his mountain knife. He could not block the flag of the incense master with his bare hands. The piping on the flag was actually made of iron wire. After many battles, he was cut with several bloody wounds on his body, which made him grit his teeth in pain.

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The incense master displayed his long flag three times in succession, one empty and two real, and struck Meng Yishan twice on the chest, causing his blood to surge. Meng Yishan did not retreat for a moment, raised his breath and roared, and fiercely charged at the incense master.

Just rush over and punch him.

The White Lotus Incense Master did not expect Meng Baotou to be so brave. He rushed into the inner circle in a hurry. In desperation, he palmed Meng Yishan. Bang! The fists and palms of the Incense Master met.

The strength of the bone fist was completely transformed, and the person was shocked to take two steps back before it was relieved of a force that was soft at first and then hard!

Bai Lianxiang's face was full of surprise and confusion. He was surprised that the scar-faced man's moves were ordinary, but his inner strength was extraordinary!

Meng Yishan's boxing technique had many flaws, but he was very powerful and heavy. The Xiangzhu blocked it twice and then did not dare to resist. He moved his legs continuously and relied on his light body to dodge Lao Meng's iron fist.

Meng Baotou had seen Yun Ao fight against Ma Wenming's Fang Tianji and win at close quarters. This time he followed the same example and used his moves gradually.

Meng Yishan stood up and stepped forward, flying his fists up and down, firing left and right in succession, a bit like Gu Zhensheng's Shaolin boxing, but also a bit derived from the fist and kick secrets taught by Wang Fo'er, using all his strength to block all the attacks of the incense master.

The two men fought against each other, and Meng Yishan was gradually exhausted. After several battles, the incense owner took advantage of Lao Meng's ability to regain his energy and folded the flags into two short sticks, turning defense into offense!

Point, sweep, shoot, both hands came out at the same time, the stick shadow was heavy, the moves were as slippery as a poisonous snake, and as fast as lightning. Meng Da's head was hit by a stick in the waist without even dodging twice, half of his body was numb, and he was almost knocked to the ground.

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Meng Yishan endured the pain and blocked, and his punches seemed to be closed and closed! He couldn't fight, and he was hit on the thigh again!

Lao Meng cried in his heart, "His grandma is so awesome!"

If it weren't for the fact that his twelve main meridians were connected, his energy reached the ends of his limbs, and his fists and feet were twice as fast as before, ten Mengyi Mountains wouldn't be the opponent of this incense master.

Meng Patou knew that his martial arts skills were not up to par, so he changed his mind, responded with two false moves, endured the pain and ran away.

The incense master led thousands of people to attack this time. He originally wanted to win great achievements, but he didn't know that his good deeds were ruined by the Mengshan thieves. When he saw him, he seemed to have the revenge of killing his father. How could he be allowed to escape? He was determined to pursue him fiercely.

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The two of them were fighting and running away. Meng Yishan burrowed into the crowd, and there were a few brave men who were greedy for rewards. Bricks and tiles flew and smashed at the White Lotus Incense Master. In the chaos, they inevitably distanced themselves.

After waiting more than ten steps away, Meng Yishan took off the iron bow from his back, skillfully pulled out a long arrow with eagle feathers from the arrow pot at his waist, put it on the bow, pulled it in a full circle, spread his five fingers, and whistled

, the arrow flew straight out from the string, shooting at the White Lotus Incense Master who was only seven steps away in front of him.

Poof! The hand of the incense master could barely touch the arrow shaft, and the arrow had already brushed his hand, shot diagonally into the front of his heart, and then came out from the back! His whole body let out a cry! He was immediately taken into account.

Meng Yishan drew back his bow and exhaled, then calmed down and shouted loudly: "If you don't surrender obediently to me, anyone who refuses will be mercilessly struck by the arrow!"

Some of the White Lotus cultists were grabbed by the people and knocked to the ground, while others were beaten to death by fists, and 20% of the 10% were lost.

At this time, seeing that all the incense owners were dead, most of them gave up their resistance.

There were only a few die-hards who shouted "Maitreya is coming" and fought with the policemen, preferring to die rather than retreat.

When the magistrate saw that these people were still resisting and fighting, he immediately ordered people to beat gongs and gather the people from all over.

At this time, the offensive and defensive momentum changed, and the brave men who gradually dared to stand up came to reinforce them, and they fought against the wind and surrounded the remnants of the White Lotus from all sides.

Lao Mengkong took action and gathered the government officials and others. He could find more than thirty pairs of soft bows and more than a thousand long arrows. He distributed them to the men and strong men who knew how to shoot. They set up the bows and arrows, and surrounded the houses on both sides in a fan shape.

From the commanding heights, with an order, arrows shot like locusts, and all of them who refused to surrender shot into hedgehogs!

The sound of bowstrings has stopped, and breathing can be heard in the street. Only a group of the last White Lotus believers are standing, with their bodies covered with arrows and blood drained, just like the corpse forest in the Buddhist scriptures.

Li Qing looked at this tragic scene, his lips trembling, and he was speechless.

At this point, the entire White Lotus sect was wiped out, with only a few dozen of them escaping. More than 500 people were captured, and the rest were all killed on the spot.

Li Chongyi was also extremely shocked. He, a scholar, had never seen such a scene! He was about to go over and say a few words of comfort to his daughter.

Meng Yishan arrived at Li Qing's side first, "Qing'er, why are you feeling so uncomfortable? You have never seen a town destroyed by rioters. That would be miserable."

Li Qing shook his head and said: "There are too many dead people."

Lao Meng chuckled, walked a few steps towards the battlefield, and stopped next to a corpse.

It was the blind harpist who sang "Today's world is too dark", with disheveled hair, lying on the ground with a broken harp in his arms.

"These damn ghosts don't care about their lives if they dare to cause trouble. They don't care about themselves, and neither do I, Lao Meng!"

Magistrate Li doesn't care now. What worries him is his colleagues, Tongzhi and Tongpan.

Both of them are assistant officers to the prefect. Luoyang City is responsible for salt and grain, and the post of co-prefect for catching thieves is vacant.

The prefect had no choice but to take on the role himself. As soon as he took office, he appointed Meng Yishan to secure the third squad of police officers.

The third master of our government, Lord Tongpian, is an old man in the officialdom. A vicious battle has been fought, and the magistrate somehow got out of the mouse hole and trotted to Li Chongyi's side: "The magistrate has defeated the Bailian rebellious gang.

, if the command is determined, it will have the style of a Confucian general."

Li Chongyi thought to himself that if I die in the siege of bandits, you will probably be the first to take on my shortcomings. But there is a well-cultivated smile on his face, and there is no trace of hypocrisy at all.

Chief Meng came over, pushed Master Tongpan aside, and shouted to the prefect: "My lord is frightened, the White Lotus thieves have been captured in one fell swoop!"

Mr. Li is really happy this time. He defeated more than a thousand White Lotus thieves this time and turned the crisis into achievement. Yishan is indeed a capable talent after Ya Sheng.

A group of scribes who ran out of the government office really remembered Lao Meng well. They had just saved their lives, and they couldn't stop boasting, "The boss is good at war and martial arts!"

"The number one hero in Luoyang!"

For a while, they all praised Lao Meng for his superb archery skills, and started arguing over whether they should be nicknamed "Sai Rengui" or "Little Uncle Bao".

Although it was not Sai Kongming, Lao Meng still laughed loudly and said: "You are all cheerful people, and you know what I am capable of, Lao Meng. You will all go drinking in a while! Whoever doesn't will be a grandson."

Everyone was rejoicing when they saw smoke and dust billowing from the south. It seemed like a group of troops were coming towards here. There seemed to be a lot of people. Li Chongyi's face changed color, and all the officials were thinking, "Could it be reinforcements from the White Lotus Sect?"

Master Tongpan turned around and ran away as if he had been twisted by a dog, and no young man could catch up with him.

When the leader of these people, more than ten cavalrymen, arrived first, they saw that these were Luoyang's guards, wearing helmets and armor, and equipped with swords and weapons. The leader was a general, wearing a hat, a helmet, and a suit of armor.

Tall and majestic.

The general looked around on his horse and saw the corpses all over the street. He was speechless. He was secretly shocked that the battle was so brutal. He got off his horse and presented himself to Magistrate Li.

I saw the general saying: "Liu Li, the humble general, has met with the magistrate. I have obtained the prince's military order and rushed to the government's aid with all my strength. I rushed all the way from reorganizing the army to leaving the camp, but it is still late. Please forgive me."

Li Chongyi glared at the general and replied: "General Liu, you're welcome! It's not against the Yi Palace that Li survived the disaster!"

General Liu Shen's face changed color and he said: "Sir, you are joking. Since everything is fine, I will lead the troops back to the camp. Will the government handle the payment for the troops?"

When these soldiers are mobilized, they must be paid for the troops. The army does not pay them at all, and they are all waiting for Luoyang Prefecture to pay for them.

Mr. Li didn't want to be wronged. He wanted to have a convulsion even before the battle started. He didn't have the advantage to take advantage of him. At that moment, his face sank and he didn't even want to say anything.

General Liu Shen saw that the prefect was not on the road, and was a little impatient. Liu Li jumped on his horse and said condescendingly: "Master prefect, please don't let our brothers in the guard feel cold..."

In a daze, a black shadow passed in front of the horse. A pair of big hands grabbed the armor belt on Liu Li's back. A strong force came from behind. General Liu was pulled off the horse and thrust to the ground.

, his vision went dark, and he almost lost his breath.

Meng Yishan kicked Liu Li hard and turned him over. He cursed with his halberd finger: "You are working hard here, but you are just trying to get money by wearing a tortoise shell and leading a group of tortoise soldiers. You are crazy!"

General Liu Shen had never experienced such humiliation, and he was so angry that he trembled. He got up and immediately said to Li Chongyi: "This guy... this guy, this humble general has worked hard to be loyal to the court and has reached the third rank of General Zhaoyong.

Humiliated by a villain?!"

The villain's revenge lasted from morning to night. Chief Meng immediately rolled up his arms and sleeves, grabbed a knife from the waist of the young policeman who had been following him and made many extraordinary achievements, and with his eyes wide open, shouted that he was going to kill him.

This bird is a ginseng general!

The young catcher was thinking about the lack of a fast-track leader, so he always stayed close to Lao Meng, trying to look familiar.

He reacted quickly at this time, pretended to exert force, hugged Lao Meng's waist, and shouted: "The chief arrester doesn't want it!"

"Crazy! Crazy!"

Liu Shenjiang was a little scared and did not dare to mount the horse. He walked back dejectedly with a dozen of his close servants.

He was a court general, and he couldn't really raise an army to fight with the Luoyang prefect. His rank was manipulated by the civil servant Li Chongyi, and there was Lao Meng here to disrupt the situation. The key was that thousands of White Lotus cultists were surrounded and annihilated by the prefect's yamen. Liu Li's soldiers

Horses can't scare people. This trip is really frustrating.

Li Chongyi looked at Liu Li's back, frowned, and said: "Yishan, Liu Li is a notorious villain. If you make a fool of him in public, you need to be careful in the future!"

Meng Yishan nodded in agreement and said to himself, "I have killed all the generals, but this general is nothing!"

Old Meng patted the young catcher on the shoulder approvingly, handed him the knife, and said: "What is your name? From now on you will be the leader of the fast class."

"Humble Li Qi!"

At this time, the people around him started shouting for rewards.

There was also a family member who had just been killed by the White Lotus cultists and was crying loudly. Li Chongyi was very happy and ordered people to open the treasury and distribute rewards according to the amount. For those who died in the family, additional money was added to the compensation.

When the people got the money, they shouted loudly, Master Qingtian Li!
To be continued...