Abbot Bunchi has been tortured by Yoshiko Akino to extract a confession and is not human. At this moment, he sat in the electric chair of the torture room, his eyes closed, his expression was serene, and he was reciting the "Meditation Mantra" in the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, no matter what Yoshiko Akino asked, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Tonight, Yoshiko Akino's eyes were haggard. Her mood had gotten worse. If Abbot Wenzhi doesn't give her an acupuncture, the day of death is not far away. She didn't want to eat or drink, and she was tired. Her ferocious aura was completely disappeared by the perseverance and calmness of Abbot Wenzhi, and she didn't even have the strength to speak. She knew that she could no longer torture Abbot Wenzhi. Abbot Wenzhi can't die, he must live! Otherwise, no one will be able to solve her death hole. The thousand-year-old Golden Buddha has also become a mystery forever. Yamamoto is also obsessed with the Millennium Golden Buddha and wants her to learn the whereabouts of the Millennium Golden Buddha from the mouth of Abbot Bunchi at all costs.

She doesn't want to die! To live!

Yoshiko Akino saw that Abbot Wenzhi didn't speak, so she had to use her last killer weapon. She doesn't believe that heroes are sad to pass the beauty pass. Although Abbot Wenzhi is He Shang, he is first and foremost human. People have seven emotions and six desires, and she wants to use her beauty to conquer this man with an iron will.

Yoshiko Akita cheered up and said, "Abbot Bunchi, I'll take you to heaven!" ”

Abbot Wenzhi clasped his palms together and muttered, "The old man is thinking of going to hell to recite the Sutra of Transcendence." ”

"Humph! I don't believe you'll make it this far! Yoshiko Akino ordered Abbot Fumichi to be carried to her room. She slept on the big mahogany bed, and brought a table of good dishes and placed them next to the bed. Only Yoshiko Akino and Abbot Fumichi were left in the entire room. The whole bedroom is gorgeously and elegantly arranged, mahogany cabinets, mahogany standing cabinets, large mahogany beds carved dragons and phoenixes, and the quilts on the beds are all specialties of Suzhou: silk quilts, soft and bright. The air is filled with the scent of a woman who is refreshing to the heart. Abbot Wenzhi smelled the fragrance of the woman in Yoshiko Akino's bedroom, and his heart suddenly broke free from the world of Buddhist scriptures. He felt the desires that had been suppressed for decades fly out at once. Looking at Yoshiko Akino, who was graceful and graceful like a fairy, the desire in the bottom of Wenzhi Wenzhang's heart was eager to try. Abbot Wenzhi is not yet fifty years old this year, which is the year of men's tigers and wolves.

"Abbot, how do you feel?" Yoshiko Akino said in a coquettish voice. Tonight Yoshiko Akino is out of the way, she wants to conquer this man, she wants to live, she cherishes everything she gets.

"This is what the donor calls heaven?" Abbot Fumichi thought that Yoshiko Akino was going to shoot herself, but she didn't expect her to take her into her bedroom. Greatly out of his own expectations.

"Yes! It's just you and me today, you can do whatever you want! Yoshiko Akino was affectionate.

"I'm a monk, and I've long thought of it. Let me go back to my cell! ”

"Aren't monks human? You are a man, not a eunuch, so don't suppress yourself and bring out the true nature of a man. Yoshiko Akino said as she bowed deeply to Wen Zhifang and said, "Please master save the little girl!" The autumn waves are looking forward to it, and an intoxicating fragrance goes straight to the nostrils of the abbot of Wenzhi. Wen Zhi couldn't help but flutter. It was the first time that the abbot of Wenzhi had approached a woman at such a distance. He is a man, and his emotions and desires are the same as those of ordinary men. Abbot Wenzhi nodded involuntarily.

"Female donor, please undress!" Abbot Wenzhi sat upright, his eyes closed. "Good! Thank you, Master, for your success! The little woman must let the abbot be a real man! Yoshiko Akino said as she sat down next to Abbot Bunchi and slowly undressed one by one.

When Abbot Wenzhi opened his eyes, he didn't expect Yoshiko Akino to take off her pajamas as thin as cicada wings, and the seductive skin inside was looming. Wen Zhi couldn't help but be horny. He is a man, and a seductive woman's fragrance penetrates the nostrils of Abbot Wenzhi, and Abbot Wenzhi is a little uncontrollable. He put his palms together and kept reciting the Prajna Sutra in his mouth. Constantly extinguish the fire of lust that rises from the bottom of my heart