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Chapter 1928: Caning

After learning about Lao Bai's corruption, Xiao Yu was actually quite conflicted.

Logically speaking, Lao Bai contributed a lot to the construction of Maoshan and can be said to be the number one contributor.

But unexpectedly, even though the other party has entered Taoism, he still cannot escape the temptation of mortals.

"Xiao Yu, Uncle Bai is just confused for a moment, let's let him go this time, he has been with us since he was a child.

No one can make mistakes without being a sage, he is still just a mortal, and even you will be unable to move forward without money."

Xiao Xue began to excuse Lao Bai.

"Hey, let's see in three days. If we don't execute him, Lao Bai will starve to death.

Someone sent some spiritual fruits today, you give them to him and watch him eat them, but don’t say I sent them."

Xiao Yu turned his hand, and several pear-like fruits appeared in his hand.

"good...."

Xiao Xue took the fruit and immediately found Tang Wan, and the two of them walked towards the ghost tower.

The next day, the leader of Maoshan issued an order to convene a trial meeting three days later. All disciples who were away must return, the ghost tower and demon tower elders must be present, and the Yin Si Xiaobao was also conveyed the talisman.

When some big demons heard that a trial meeting was held in Maoshan, they all came to watch the excitement. Even Xuanmen disciples gathered around Maoshan again.

In this regard, everyone in Maoshan pretended not to see it, because they just wanted to tell the big monsters who came to seek refuge that they must abide by the rules if they want to survive here.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, the whole Maoshan Mountain was extremely solemn. All the disciples gathered at the entrance of the Maoshan Hall, and the elders of the Ghost Tower and Demon Tower stood outside the door.

As the door creaked open, Qinglong's son Xiaofei walked out.

"According to the order of the leader, all elders and Xuanmen disciples enter."

Xiao Fei was holding a token in his hand. After not seeing him for several years, he found that the other person had grown to 1.7 meters, and his cultivation level had also reached the first level. He was only fifteen years old, which was extremely rare.

Wu Xuan, the female ghost in white, the ghost corpse, as well as the mouse, the white cat, the bone rotten insect and his wife all walked in one after another.

Human monks, Zhuge, Qinglong, Xiao Xue, Tang Wan, Liu Shijie, Wang Yao, Elder Xuanwu, Buddhist disciples, etc. all took their seats.

Then the Xuanmen disciples began to enter and gathered behind Qinglong and the others.

As for ordinary disciples, they are outside the door and are not allowed to enter.

Xiao Yu was already sitting on it, inspecting his troops like an emperor.

"Everyone must know what happened today. My junior brother Bai Shanhu, as the great elder of Maoshan, did not lead by example, took the lead in corruption, misappropriated the incense money of Maoshan, and made people and gods angry. Today, he will be judged and brought here."

Xiao Yu was wearing the robe of a true king, and he was sitting on it without getting angry and showing off his authority, so that no one dared to say a word.

As Xiao Yu's voice fell, the two disciples outside the door took the lead in walking in. Behind them, Lao Bai followed with his head lowered and carrying a barbed thorn on his back, like a war criminal.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yu suddenly had the urge to laugh, but in the end he suppressed it and couldn't help but secretly thought:

"This old guy, at such an old age, is still raising a woman outside. Can you dare to play with it?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Lao Bai came to the center of the hall, and then knelt on the ground with a thud.

"Disciple Bai Shanhu, I have met the master."

Lao Bai's voice is a little hoarse, probably because he hasn't drank or eaten for a long time.

"Great Elder, the construction of Maoshan was all due to your own efforts. Logically speaking, your merits outweigh your faults, so I shouldn't judge you.

But there is a law in Maoshan, and the sesame oil money is the wish of all the people. It should be used for the expansion of Maoshan, lamp oil, and prayers. If you misappropriate it without authorization and violate the Maoshan law, can you be considered guilty?"

Looking at Lao Bai who was kneeling, Xiao Yu said with a serious face.

"I know that I am guilty, and I just want to die. Please forgive me, senior brother."

Lao Bai felt extremely ashamed, and now he didn't even dare to look up at Xiao Yu.

"Okay, since you want to die, I..."

"Headmaster, the Great Elder is dedicated to Maoshan and has never complained at all. Although he made mistakes, considering his past merits, let him spare his life."

Before Xiao Yu could finish his words, Xiao Xue was the first to jump out.

"Master, it is human nature for the great elder to love his son very much. Although he has made mistakes, the crime will not lead to death. I hope the master will think twice."

"Ghost Pagoda asks the master to forgive the great elder and let him perform meritorious deeds."

"The demon tower begs the master to forgive the great elder."

Xiaobao, Xiaoqiang, and the ghosts from Ghost Tower all stood up immediately.

"Please, Master, forgive the Great Elder..."

The Xuanmen disciples behind Qinglong and others all knelt down, as if they had rehearsed.

"Why, don't everyone take the Code of Laws seriously?"

Seeing everyone begging for mercy, Xiao Yu stood up slowly, with a gloomy expression on his face.

"Master, what the people want, I think it is better to comply with the wishes of the disciples."

"Amitabha, Xiao Zhenjun, the precepts are dead things and do not understand the world. Although Elder Bai made mistakes, he devoted himself to Maoshan and devoted himself to Maoshan these years. I hope that for the sake of Maoshan, I will forgive him this time."

"Yes, Xiao Yu, Taoist Master Bai also has his own reasons, please spare him."

The ascetic monks and Bai Zimo stood up one after another, letting Xiao Yu sit down again after standing up.

"You have been by my side since I was ten years old. In the blink of an eye, more than twenty years later, I took you under my wing with my grandfather. I wanted to lead you on the right path, but I didn't want you to fall into the world of mortals. As a senior brother, I didn't take care of you.

You teach me well and you have failed the immortal ancestors of Maoshan."

Xiao Yu muttered to himself, and at the same time stepped down from the upper position step by step, followed by the clothes on his body that began to recede, exposing his back.

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided. Since I did not teach you well, then I have the responsibility."

Xiao Yu waved his hand, and the thorns on Lao Bai's body flew out, and he caught it in his hand.

"I didn't teach my junior brother well, so today I will take him to be punished. Qinglong, you take action and give him thirty punishments."

Xiao Yu and Lao Bai knelt together at the same time, facing the Patriarch of the Sanqing Dynasty above.

"Xiao Yu, it's my fault, it's my fault, please, I'm willing to accept the punishment."

"Yes, you are wrong, but I, the senior brother, am even more wrong. Qinglong, do it."

"Head...Brother Yu..."

Everyone was heartbroken. They all knew that Xiao Yu did not want Lao Bai to be punished too severely. At the same time, he also wanted to use his actions to regain Lao Bai's conscience.

Qinglong held the thorny rattan in his hand, stepped forward nervously, and then suddenly pulled it out, hitting Xiao Yu directly on the back.

After the barbed thorn stick was struck on Xiao Yu's back, a piece of flesh and blood was lifted up and blood flowed instantly.

But Qinglong ignored it and slapped her at a faster speed.

"Xiao Yu...Qinglong, stop, Xiao Yu..."

As soon as Lao Bai got close to Xiao Yu, he was bounced away by a wave of air, so he could only watch as the flesh and blood on Xiao Yu's back was bruised.

"Master...ah..."

Lao Bai burst into tears and his voice was so sad that all the disciples and those sitting there felt their hearts tighten.

After thirty lashes, Qinglong stopped and then walked towards Lao Bai.

"If you break the rules of the sect, you will be punished with forty lashes. The master will take you to receive thirty lashes. The remaining ten lashes are yours."

Qinglong looked emotionless. He didn't want to do it, but he had to do it.

Lao Bai knelt on the ground, gritted his teeth, and said nothing, letting the green dragon whip his back.

All the disciples lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Xiao Yu and the others at this time, because some of these people had unclean hands and feet.

After Xiao Yu accepted the punishment, he put on his clothes and returned to his position.

"Bai Shanhu, since your mortal bond is hard to break, how about I let you go back to your wife and daughter and spend your remaining years there?"

Xiao Yu looked at Lao Bai who was covered in blood and said with a slight smile.

"No, this disciple has repaid his kindness and will not go down the mountain in the future."

Lao Bai said with a self-deprecating look on his face and a slight sob in his voice.

He was tired and frustrated. It had been five days since he returned to Maoshan, but his wife and daughter had not even gone up the mountain to see him. This had already made him feel discouraged.

Only now did Lao Bai know that from beginning to end, the people who cared about him the most were Xiao Yu and the others.

It is said that blood is thicker than water, but compared with money, it is so pale.

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