I, the god, recruit witches to make money

Gao Mujiao's brows relaxed and he did not resist. He obediently let the monk put on the bracelet that restrained his spiritual pressure for him. He was then picked up by the two monks and sent to the Discipline Hall.

……

Sensō-ji Temple is not a one-man show for the abbot; specific operations are handled by several departments.

The department in charge of the precepts of Sensoji Temple is the Keiryudo, located in the southeast of Sensoji Temple.

The building is rectangular in shape, with a few cherry trees planted symbolically in the courtyard and a large black word "戒" (meaning) at the main entrance.

Gao Mujiao was brought here, and the monks on his left and right released him, allowing him to walk into the main gate by himself. Inside was a hall supported by more than a dozen golden stone pillars.

The elder in charge of discipline sat on a high platform, looking down from above. On both sides were the jury wearing black veils, ensuring the fairness of the trial.

Kiryuin Misae and Sorume are both standing in the side frames.

?

What does it have to do with them?

Gao Mujiao was confused, but he walked to the drawn box without stopping.

He was so familiar with the procedure that he was not a repeat offender, but was often called to serve on the jury and understood where the person being interrogated needed to stand.

thump~

The elder in charge of discipline struck the golden bell, his square face full of seriousness, and said in a deep voice: "The interrogation begins!"

"People below, tell me your name!"

"Takagi-kaku."

He answered truthfully.

"Where are you at 10:50 tonight?"

The Discipline Elder asked, his eyes beneath his long white eyebrows as sharp as a vulture's, staring intently at his face.

Takagi Kaku replied, "I'm sleeping in my room."

The Discipline Elder asked again, "Is there any witness?"

"No."

Kaku Takagi shook his head.

The elder of discipline was not surprised by this result. Only the lower-level monks needed to live together. People like Gao Mujiao had single rooms. His question just now was purely a routine matter.

"What is the relationship between you and Guilongyuan Meiya?"

"She is a witch from my friend's place. She came here this time to break into the Bronze Man Formation."

Kaku Takagi answered everything in detail.

The Discipline Elder said expressionlessly, “Is that really the case?

At 10:50 tonight, she was with the criminal who entered the temple to steal the monster's body, holding a magic item that allowed people to ignore our barrier. "

"what?!"

Gao Mujiao turned his head to look at Guilongyuan Misae on the side. The girl's face did not have any guilty expression, and she looked very frank.

He frowned and said in a deep voice: "Gui Longyuan is not that kind of person. Is there any misunderstanding?"

"Whether there is a misunderstanding or not, we need to wait until we have checked her memory before we can find out the truth!"

This matter is of great importance, and most people in Sensō-ji Temple believe that it is necessary to check Kiryuin Miya's memory in order to find out the truth of the matter.

When Gao Mujiao heard this, his face turned ugly. Checking other people's memories can easily cause damage to the brain.

If I really let them do that, how would I face Bai Shi?

"I am willing to use my life to ensure that Guilongyuan Meiya is fine!"

Gao Mujiao raised his head, his face full of determination.

The jurors behind the black veils showed surprised expressions and whispered to each other.

Even the Discipline Elder sitting on the stage couldn't keep his seriousness and asked in surprise: "Are you serious? This is not a joke!"

The reason they called Kaku Takagi over was not because they really wanted to question him. Everyone knew that this guy would never betray Sensō-ji. Their main purpose was to check the memory of Kiryuin Misae.

The reason why Sensō-ji Temple went to so much trouble is that it needs to gain fame. They can't just take action against a little girl.

If word gets out, people will say that Sensō-ji is bullying the weak, and they need a seemingly fair trial to silence them.

Tell the world that this is not a conclusion they come to casually.

But Gao Mujiao's words disrupted the Elder of Discipline's next steps.

Vouching for someone with your life in Sensō-ji Temple is not just a matter of words; it requires real responsibility.

"You would rather believe outsiders than believe that there are no spies in our temple?"

The tone of the elder of discipline was somewhat angry. If it was not done by Guilongyuan, then there must be a spy in the temple, and the situation would be different.

Gao Mujiao said in a deep voice: "I can't let my friend down."

Shiraishi sent Kiryuin Misae here out of trust in him, and he cannot let his friend down!

The Discipline Elder's face turned livid and he asked, "Aren't you afraid that your friend is taking advantage of you?"

"If I were that kind of blind man, I would deserve to die."

A smile appeared on Takagi Kaku's face.

The Discipline Elder did not continue to persuade him, and said in a deep voice: "Use the Discipline Stick."

"Let me make it clear to you in advance. The Discipline Rod is a trick weapon. The first time it hits you is no big deal, but the second time it hits you will be twice as strong as the first time. The third time will be twice as strong as the second time, and so on."

The Discipline Elder paused and said, "You have to take thirty-six blows before you can guarantee that Guilongyuan Meiya will be fine. If you don't want to guarantee it during this period, you can also give up loudly."

"Ah."

Kaku Takagi nodded, and his expression became serious as he looked at the discipline stick being carried up.

It was the first time he had seen it, he had only heard about it before.

After all, over the past hundreds of thousands of years, the number of times that Sensō-ji Temple used the Discipline Stick did not exceed double digits, including those failed instances.

Gulp, he swallowed and said, "Come on!"

……

Kiryuin Misae was brought here from the tower. After a few brief inquiries, she was watching a pantomime again. First it was Kong Mei, then Uncle Takagi. I don’t know what they were saying, but they even lifted up a stick.

The stick was more than two meters long, completely black, with golden Sanskrit engraved on the surface. It looked very thick, and was heavy enough to kill a tiger with one blow.

"What are you doing?" she murmured. She thought she would not get an answer, but then she heard Kong Mei's voice beside her.

"That's the Discipline Rod. It's the first time I've seen it, too."

"Little Dumpling, can you speak now?" Guilongyuan Meiya was very surprised.

Kong Mei's face became more serious than usual. "Well, because Gao Mu-senpai vouched for Mei Ya, you can temporarily resume the treatment you deserve as a guest."

"Guarantee for me?"

Guilongyuan Meiya frowned and looked ahead. The discipline stick had been picked up by the burly monk. Two monks were responsible for holding down Gao Mujiao's shoulders to prevent him from moving. "Wait, what do you want to do?"

She ignored the difference in strength and wanted to step forward.

Kong Mei suddenly grabbed her right wrist, very hard, and said, "Meiya, don't be impulsive!"

Looking at the little hand that seemed to be crushing his wrist, Guilongyuan Mei fell silent. If it came to anger, Kongmei was probably much angrier than himself right now.

Guilongyuan Meiya gritted her teeth and chose to step back, staring at the front. The man had already raised the discipline stick and swung it down.

boom!

The thick discipline stick landed on Gao Mujiao's back. He didn't even groan. He had already gotten used to this kind of pain. It wasn't even a tickle. The highlight was yet to come.

The pain of the second hit was twice as strong as the first, but Kaku Takagi continued to grit his teeth and endure it.

The third baton, the fourth baton, the fifth baton...

As the number of times increased, the unfamiliar Kiryuin Misae was just angry at Takagi Kaku for taking the beating for her.

The jury members who were familiar with the discipline stick had already shown shock on their faces.

Including the elders of discipline, they were all surprised that Gao Mujiao could hold out until thirty-five sticks.

Throughout history, the number of monks who were able to endure the punishment of the discipline stick and vouch for others does not exceed a pair of hands.

Because the discipline stick is not the kind of punishment that cannot be withdrawn once the guarantor has pledged, the guarantor can choose to withdraw at any time midway.

It is not easy to continue to persevere in the face of pain. Those who think they are affectionate and righteous will mostly choose to retreat when they are in extreme pain.

The elder of discipline knew that Gao Mujiao was a stubborn donkey, but he didn't expect him to be so stubborn.

"Takagi, do you want to take the last blow?"

The Discipline Elder asked in a low voice, "After this blow, you may not be able to hold on until tomorrow."

"Ah."

Gao Mujiao is not a person who sweats easily, but now he is sweating profusely and even his consciousness is becoming blurred.

This sound was squeezed out from the teeth.

The Discipline Elder sighed and said, “Fight!”

boom!

The last baton was twice as painful as the 35th baton!

"Ah!!!" Gao Mujiao couldn't bear it anymore and let out a heart-wrenching wail. He felt that even the flow of blood in his body brought him a tingling pain, and the wind he inhaled turned into a knife.

My whole body couldn't stop twitching.

"Uncle Takagi!"

Guilongyuan Meiya clenched her fists, damn it!

"Carry it down and lock it in the Siguo Tower. If he can live until tomorrow, he will guarantee the success of the Ghost Dragon Academy's beauty."

The Discipline Elder looked at Guilongyuan Meiya and said calmly, "You can go back and rest."

Guilongyuan Misaya looked at Gaogijiao who was like mud, her heart filled with anger, but she did not step forward. She turned around and ran towards Kongmei's room.

She knew that there was nothing she could do, but Shiraishi-kun was different.

According to Shiraishi-kun, there is definitely a way to solve it.

She went all the way back to the room, took out her cell phone from her shoulder bag, and made a voice call to Shiraishi.

Beep, almost the first sound, the call was connected, "Gui Longyuan, you are still awake so late?"

A familiar voice came, and the grievance that Guilongyuan Meisai had suppressed before burst out, and she choked and said: "Shiraishi-kun, it's bad, Uncle Takagi is going to die."

……

"what?!"

In the dim bedroom, Bai Shi sat up from lying down and said, "Gui Longyuan, tell me the details of the incident. Why did Gao Mu die?"

"The thing is like this..."

Kiryuin Misae choked up and recounted what had just happened.

Bai Shi listened silently, expressionless, and said in a very gentle tone: "Okay, I know, don't think about those things, wash your face well, go to bed, and prepare for tomorrow's bronze formation test."

"Takagi will not die, and the people who framed you will get what they deserve."

He stood up, snapped his fingers, and said, "I'll take care of it."

"Yeah." Guilongyuan Misaya nodded heavily, and her panicked heart was relieved.

"Good night."

Bai Shi calmed her down, hung up the voice call, and instead of staying in the bedroom, he said, "Hellhound."

A blue flame emerged in the air, transformed into a thin-waisted dog and landed on the quilt, "Time goes back."

The scenery in his eyes changed and quickly returned to the day when he met Gao Mujiao. The hellhound sniffed the scent of Gao Mujiao in the past and locked onto the current location of Gao Mujiao.

Perhaps it may seem a bit cumbersome in the eyes of outsiders, but in Shiraishi's eyes, tracing back to the past is no different from going to Sensō-ji Temple to find out the whereabouts of Takagi Kaku.

These are all things that can be done with just one mouth.