The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 139 Changing lives
After the ceremony, Xing Chi signaled Yong Jie to follow, and with the support of Li Miao, he slowly walked to the center of the square.

"The second thing is that I have some debts that I need to pay off in front of you all."

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.

Xing Chi is highly respected and has lived a flawless life. Has he ever owed anyone anything?
Could it be that he had done something evil in secret before and wanted to reveal it before he died?

Although his mind was in a state of confusion, Sect Leader Xiao was quick to speak.

"Master Xingchi, when one dies, all debts are forgiven. Your virtues are recognized by the entire martial arts world. Have you ever owed anyone anything?"

He was signaling Xing Chi to stop talking.

Whatever he has done, don't tell me.

Xing Chi smiled nonchalantly and said, "I haven't finished introducing this inferior disciple of mine to you all."

"Yongjie, come forward."

"Yes, Master." Yongjie lowered his head and walked in front of Xingchi, knelt down loudly, took off his robes, and exposed his back.

"Bring the cane."

Then a Shaolin disciple brought a rattan stick and handed it to Xingchi.

"This bad disciple of the monk is a latecomer. He had some reputation in the martial arts world before."

"Before he became a monk, he was the owner of Juyi Manor, Tu Qingcang, the 'Pillar of Heaven'."

"What!?"

"who!?"

"It's him!?"

Everyone exclaimed.

"No wonder he looked so familiar to me just now. Now that I think about it, I've seen him before!"

One person blurted out.

Before Yongjie became a monk, he was well-known in Huguang.

He became famous fifteen years ago, was a well-known hero twelve years ago, was notorious ten years ago, and disappeared nine years ago, with no one knowing whether he was alive or dead.

It was only six years from the time he entered the martial arts world to the time he disappeared, but he was the most prominent figure in the martial arts world of Huguang in recent years.

In the first and second years, he just entered the martial arts world and defeated many masters. He was the most famous for a while.

In the third year, Juyi Village was established to recruit heroes from all over the world.

In the fourth and fifth years, he performed heroic deeds and achieved supreme martial arts, which amazed everyone.

In the sixth year, he suddenly acted recklessly, wantonly collecting treasures in the martial arts world, without any regard for the rules of the martial arts world and past relationships. He used force to suppress others, and eventually became notorious.

Then he suddenly disappeared, and Juyi Manor fell into ruin.

The Meishan Seven Ghosts were the people of Juyi Manor back then. After they were scattered in the martial arts world, they gradually fell into the evil way.

Yongjie had recruited a lot of wanderers in the past, good and bad. After he disappeared, many of them became frugal and started to do evil. Xingchi killed many of them.

It was precisely because of Yongjie’s behavior in his last year that the Seven Ghosts of Meishan thought that he wanted to enter Shaolin to collect treasures after seeing him.

Sect Leader Xiao frowned and looked Yongjie up and down.

He didn't care about Yongjie's past, and he had never dealt with him before. What he was worried about was whether passing on the throne to such a controversial figure in the martial arts world would affect Xingchi's reputation after his death.

Sure enough, someone spoke up.

"Master Xingchi, are you going to pass on your position to this...Master Yongjie today?"

“Is there something wrong?”

"Yes, yes. Before Master Yongjie became a monk, he acted a little out of line. I wonder if he can inherit the Shaolin tradition."

Xingchi smiled and said nothing.

But he suddenly raised his hand and waved it down.

Snapped!
The cane hit Yongjie's back, leaving a wound as big as a baby's mouth.

Immediately, blood gushed out from his stool.

Yongjie actually dispersed all his true energy, and even stopped the self-circulation of the meridians. At this time, the meridians were empty, and only the skin and flesh could resist.

At this moment, his face turned pale and he gritted his teeth without saying a word.

"Today, I am going to exchange his debt for you."

After saying that, regardless of everyone's dissuasion, Xingchi continued to hit Yongjie with the rattan in his hand.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
In a short while, the flesh on Yongjie's back had become a mess, and when Xingchi's cane was swung out, the tiny pieces of flesh and blood were splashed on the ground.

Yongjie remained silent.

The blood had soaked his lower body and was flowing slowly along the cracks in the bluestone slabs.

Finally, Xing Chi stopped.

It's not that he doesn't want to fight anymore, but with his body, if he continues to fight, he's afraid he'll die faster than Yongjie. Li Miao sighed, stretched out his hand and slapped Xingchi on the chest.

Xing Chi suddenly perked up and felt much better, as if he had regained his former spirits.

"Master, you still have half an hour."

"You are dying, but you don't want to lie down and say your last words. Instead, you are making trouble for yourself, risking your reputation and your life. I don't know what you want."

Li Miao said softly.

Xing Chi did not answer, but just nodded slightly to thank Li Miao.

Then he turned to the crowd and spoke loudly.

"My bad disciple was quite naughty before he became a monk and did many wrong things."

"But my Shaolin heritage will eventually need him to carry it, but today I cannot let him return his life to you."

Xing Chi smiled embarrassedly, revealing his already bare gums.

"I, a monk, have the audacity to ask for a favor from you all."

"His life will remain in my Shaolin for a while."

"Monk, I will pay some of it back for him first, and I will consider it as a payment to you all."

Sect Leader Xiao was originally listening quietly to Xing Chi's words in the north when he suddenly woke up with a pale face.

"not good!!!"

In an instant, he frantically urged his true energy, exerting such force that it almost tore his meridians, and suddenly pushed off the ground, rushing towards Xing Chi.

"Master! No!!!"

"No!!!"

In an instant, four or five people rushed into the square, all shouting loudly with distorted faces.

They knew exactly what Xing Chi was going to do.

Because that’s how Xingchi “paid off their debt” back then.

Xing Chi is almost out of energy and his movements are slow, but it seems there is still time to stop him!

Li Miao, who was supporting Xing Chi at the side, glanced at the few people and spoke.

"It's the master's own choice, so others should not interfere."

After saying that, he raised his hand and swung it.

"Overwhelming"!
A powerful internal energy like a tsunami suddenly burst out and hit several people who rushed into the square.

"what!"

"What!--"

Without any power to resist, several people were hit by Li Miao's palm. They rolled several times in the air, and after landing, they retreated "thump thump thump" before they stood still.

Sect Leader Xiao looked down and was speechless for a moment.

Because he was standing in the same place as before he rushed out.

When the other people noticed this, they were so shocked that they were speechless.

You know, there were several top-notch masters rushing out! Not only was Li Miao able to repel several people without any injuries with just a palm strike, he was also able to control the force just right!
The martial arts, positions, speeds and angles of each person are all different!

What is the realm of Li Miao's martial arts?
Even the best masters can't do it with such ease!

But, now is not the time to worry about this!
Sect Leader Xiao suddenly raised his head and cried blood.

"Grandmaster!!!"

Xing Chi pretended not to hear anything, raised his hand into a claw, and suddenly stabbed it into his own chest.

Blood gushed out immediately!
Yongjie knelt in front of him without looking back.

But the face that had been beaten to a bloody mess without any reaction just now, now clenched its teeth and kept shedding tears.

"Master...Father..."

"Disciple, I am wrong..."

he whispered.

Xing Chi didn't look at him and pulled his hand away. In a moment, blood soaked his robes.

Li Miao frowned and reached out to tap Xing Chi's chest a few times.

"Master, you only have two sticks of incense left to live."

"Except the time it takes to pass on the skills to Master Yongjie, you still have one stick of incense left."

"If you have anything to say, please do it as soon as possible."

Xing Chi nodded, his face pale, and laughed.

(End of this chapter)