147. Chapter 145

Ghost Mu never dreamed that Xiao Tianjiu would successfully escape under the siege of heavy troops. Yoshiko Akino and Ghost Wood chased after each other for most of the night, and they didn't even notice Xiao Tianjiu's shadow. I had to return to the gendarmerie with the body of Abbot Wenzhi. Oniki is embarrassed and angry, and he has no face to see Yamamoto. He was a Japanese samurai and kept his word. He is responsible for this failure! He was born as a samurai, and he only had to use seppuku to wash away his failures. He knew that Abbot Wenzhi was Yamamoto's only clue to find the Golden Buddha, and Wenzhi's death meant that the clue to the Golden Buddha was broken. Xiao Tianjiu is a close disciple of Wen Zhi and the last person to know the whereabouts of the Golden Buddha. But he also fled under his nose. He knew that Yamamoto liked to collect Chinese artifacts the most, and that the Golden Buddha was something Yamamoto dreamed of. He himself believes in Buddhism very much, and regards the Golden Buddha as more important than life. Yamamoto racked his brains in order to get the Golden Buddha. But the Golden Buddha has since lost its clues. He has a responsibility that cannot be shirked. He had to pay for his sins with death.

The next day, Onagi decides to apologize for his seppuku. In order to give himself courage, he drank two large bowls of wine. In order to get the knife to kill his heart accurately, he sharpened the saber over and over again. He wanted to cry, and he endured it. At this moment of life and death, he was in love. However, in reality, there is only one way to die. At this moment, he felt how terrible this war was! Like him, he was not the only one who chose to end his life by seppuku after failure. He confessed. Onagi called Yoshiko Akino to help him mend the knife. In Japan, in order to reduce the pain, it is generally difficult for a samurai who commits suicide to die immediately after seppuku, and his friend needs to make up for it when the seppuku is unable to use a knife, so as to hasten death and reduce the pain. Oniki returned to her room, and Yoshiko Akino agreed to Oniki, and she held the saber in her hand, waiting for Oniki to mend it after seppuku. She felt that Japanese men were cruel and ended their lives in the most painful way, seppuku. One bullet, simple and hassle-free. She felt that one day, if she had committed an unforgivable crime, she would never end her life in such a cruel way. She doesn't want to die! Why do people die? She felt a wordless fear of the future.

Oniki pulled out his saber, took off his shirt, and slowly wiped it up and down with a snow-white towel. The icy wind of winter blows the window lattice and hunts. He remembered his days in his hometown of Mt. Fuji in Japan. Every spring, he takes his beautiful and virtuous wife and a pair of lovely sons and daughters to stroll down Mt. Fuji and admire the cherry blossoms that spread all over the mountain. There are snow-white and fiery red. He felt how wonderful life was! But all this was ruined by this war. He was not happy, he had no home, he was like a butcher, and in order to realize the ambitions of Japanese expansion, he came to China. Murder, arson, robbery, and adulteration of wives and daughters. Do no evil. At this moment, as he walked towards death, the desire for life and the fear of death swelled in his heart. In order to punish his mistakes, he reluctantly chose this primitive and cruel means of ending his life in order to gain the dignity of a samurai. He didn't know if it was right or wrong.

The house was suddenly filled with blood and horror. He already smelled death. He felt that death was so terrible! But every time I kill Chinese, I don't seem to feel this way. He felt like a winner. At this moment, his eyes were full of despair, and the muscles on his face kept trembling......

"Oniki, I'll go and plead with Yamamoto!" Yoshiko Akino can't stand it either! Although she has to be exposed to blood every day.

"Nope! I am a samurai of the Great Japanese Army, and if I do something wrong, I am responsible for my wrong actions. I'm sorry General! As he spoke, Oniki gripped the handle of the knife with both hands, trembling with both hands, hesitated for a while, and finally bit it, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed the tip of the knife hard against his heart......

"Baga!" Yamamoto roared, and Yamamoto's saber fell to the ground.