Chapter 39 Reincarnation

This is really an embarrassing and shameful scene.

If you are surrounded by a group of beautiful women, you may be able to calmly show your capital.

It can be watched by a group of monks... I heard that Japanese monks have a tradition of being asexual, which is a reasonable circumvention. Buddha does not allow women. He says that sex is empty, and also says that it is a red and pink skeleton. It is no problem to engage in men. It not only satisfies the Buddha, but also satisfies his younger brother.

It's not too much if you just want to be seen **. After all, I've seen a lot in the bathhouse, and it's not a big deal. However, when Yong Bowen thought that he couldn't help but have sex with Haruko Sakurai, these monks were close to him, and he didn't feel hair all over.

He has realized that he has just fallen into a trap.

This trap should start with the eight-leaf dead wood chanting the scriptures.

Since then, he has fallen into a realistic fantasy. He thought he had escaped all the way to the sky, but in fact, he has been blindly rumored in this royal shadow hall. Haruko Sakurai played a role to help his sister escape from strange men**, and lifted his guard little by little. In fact, if there is enough time. Maybe they can also arrange some romantic and thrilling scenes in the fantasy, so that the two of them will slowly have a good impression and make a more natural foundation for XXOO, but obviously they can't do it so calmly, so they have to arrange a huge danger, and then mix Haruko Sakurai into a weak woman with claustrophobia, in this ring. People often lose their mind and do nothing will make people suspicious, and then it is a natural temptation.

This kind of temptation alone may not be enough for Yong Bowen, who has been practicing since childhood, so they are obviously ready for the backhands. The murder weapon that still stands up after repeated frights and twists and turns fully proves this point.

In fact, although the current situation is obviously wrong, Yong Bowen still feels that he has nowhere to vent his desire, and he has a great impulse to push down Haruko Sakurai on the spot.

These damn monks obviously used aphrodisiac, which may have been applied to Haruko Sakurai's **, and all the impulses suddenly burst out when she stuffed ** into his mouth.

From the beginning, Yong Bowen has been played in the palm of these monks. If there is no accident, he should have officially started XXOO with Haruko Sakurai.

The appearance of Oda Nobunaga was definitely an accident. It was precisely because the famous demon king suddenly jumped out to stir up the situation that the monks' intentions were completely disrupted, so that the conspiracy did not succeed at the last moment.

But why is it like this?

It's not a good time to think about it now.

Thinking about these things is just a moment that flashed in my mind. The most urgent thing is to cover up. Yong Bowen sneered at the shocked eight-leaf dead wood and pretended to be in control of everything. He slowly bent down to pick up the rag at his feet. There was a quite big piece, but Haruko Sakurai was torn. It's also appropriate to barely cover the ugliness around the waist.

The bald heads were obviously shocked by the unfathomable depth of Yong Bowen. For a moment, no one dared to act rashly. The fallen monks stood up one after another, but watched Yong Bowen pick up the tattered coat.

At this time, there was no sound when he had been lying on the ground. Haruko Sakurai, who seemed to be ashamed, suddenly screamed, suddenly stood up, hugged Yong Bowen's legs and pulled hard, and threw Yongda Tianshi on his back on the spot.

If you want to say that Yongda Tianshi is so powerful, how can he be pulled down by a little girl? There is something said in it. First, all the attention of Yong Bowen's attention is on the monks around him, and he didn't expect it to start from his feet at all. Second, men will probably know this. In an extremely hard state, his hands and feet will unconsciously be weak, and the foundation will inevitably be unstable. Combining these two points, he can't help but fall and fight.

But when is it now? If there is a mistake, it will become eternal hatred. This sentence is fully expressed.

As soon as he fell down Yong Bowen, Haruko Sakurai jumped on it, held Yongda Tianshi's murder weapon, and was about to stuff it to his secret place.

Yong Bowen was shocked and angry, and was about to resist. The eight-leaf dead wood shouted loudly. Twelve monks rushed up, twenty-four hands together, pressing their hands, breaking their feet, grabbing their heads, and pressing a Yongda master firmly on the ground.

Sakurai Haruko giggled, stood up and moved her buttocks, aimed at the thing, pricked her horse and sat down.

Men and women who directly enter the most intimate contact state hum and whisper at the same time.

It has been **!

It was ** by a woman!

By a woman** with the help and onlookers of a group of monks!

At this moment, Yong Bowen really understood the meaning of the word "shy and angry" he had learned before. At this moment, if there is a seam, he will definitely drill in desperately. At this moment, if he let go, he will definitely hit him to death. Of course, before that, he will definitely kill these perverted monks. Kill it all!

A group of bald heads did not respond without any reaction. They stared nervously at the parts of the two **, and their eyes were bigger and bigger.

Sakurai Haruko is short of breath, painful and nervous, and feels indescribably ashamed. Although the education she has been educated since she was a child has long known that there would be such a day, when the real thing comes, the sense of shame still makes her unbearable. At this moment, she really has an impulse to die.

But she has reached this point, but she can't stop. She knows very well what those hot eyes are looking forward to.

Take a deep breath, make yourself as stable as possible, and then slowly lift your body.

The tingling is still, and the warm ** flows out along the private part.

Looking down, the wisp of scarlet is frightening.

"Amitabha!"

The monks shouted in a low voice.

The eight-leaf dead wood rushed up with an arrow step, and the seal of his right hand was pressed on the top of Yong Bowen's head.

Twelve monks let go at the same time, sat neatly around the two people who were **, formed a standard circle, bowed their heads and began to recite aloud.

"If I heard: For a moment, Bhagavad lived in the Buddha's blessing of the vast Vajra Dharma Palace, and all the holders of Vajra gathered. If you write a letter to understand that the game god has become the king of the tower, there is no middle, the great treasure kings, all kinds of decorations, the Bodhisattva is the master's seat. Its King Kong's name is: the Void Unsullied King Kong, the Void Walking King Kong, the Void King Kong, the Void is the Vajra, the Vajra is the Vajra, the good deeds are the Vajra... It is said that the so-called: the Buddha's Day of the Tathagata in the Yue Sanshi, the body, the body, language and meaning are equal and the syntax..."

When Yong Bowen saw the monks let go of their hands and tried hard to stand up, he wanted to get rid of Haruko Sakurai, who was sitting on his body, but the eight-leaf dead wood suddenly shouted "the one", and then muttered the spell "Wangbansa". Yong Bowen felt that his four feet were unconscious and could not be controlled at all. There was only the stimulation of the thing in the crotch. It came clearly.

Eight-leaf dead wood's right hand seal controls Yong Bowen, but his left hand is stained with the blood of the virgin flowing from the two **, writing and painting on Yong Bowen's forehead.

Sakurai Haruko mechanically shrugged her body, and her expression gradually turned from shame and panic at the beginning to calm. Finally, she put her hands together and muttered the spell with the twelve monks.

"I have turned from life and death from the past. Now I repent to the Great Sage with all my heart. As the Buddha had stated, I am the same now. May all sentient beings be pure. With this great wish, he got nothing from him.

Yong Bowen's mind gradually became confused, and such a sentence vaguely came to his mind, and his heart was full of joy.

The scenery changed everywhere, and he found that he was standing barefoot in the mountain stream.

Opposite the mountain stream stood a young monk, dressed in coarse clothes, holding a wooden stick, hanging a suitcase on his back, covered with dust, and looked embarrassed.

Yong Bowen listened to himself seem to be smiling. The laughter was crisp and sweet, but full of mockery. He smiled and pointed to the young monk and said, "You little monk said that men and women are not close to each other, and that the monks are not close to women. It is beautiful, but in fact, it has been hidden in your heart and can't be let go at all. I just beg you to help me pull it. There is no other intention at all, but you do it one after another. From the beginning, the head refuses to reach out to help. They all say that the monk is merciful, but you don't even help me, a little girl. I don't know where the Buddha has been cultivated, and which Buddha is it.

The young monk was shocked and his face changed. He suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. He threw away the wooden stick, stepped forward and stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you for your help today."

Yong Bowen listened to himself and said, "I don't know what you're talking about." One hand reached over, but it was white and tender, small and delicate, which was completely different from the hand of a man with thick and rough skin. He couldn't help but think about how to become a woman, but there was another idea in his heart to mock himself and make a fuss. Why do men and women need to be surprised? This life is a woman and a man in the next life is a man. Who dares to say whether it was a man or a woman in the previous life?

Hold your hands tightly.

The monk suddenly shouted, "It's the great fate to see each other today!"

It was the words that Yong Bowen read on that day when the eight-leaf dead wood was taken away!

This grip is turned upside down in an instant, time spreads, thousands of generations pass in a blink of an eye, marriage is entangled, and current events are repeated, one by one in the depths of their hearts. They are either brothers, couples, enemies, lovers, or confidants, and experience a common destiny in the same cycle of different lives.

Thousands of years, in a blink of an eye, the reincarnation of time is suddenly fixed.

The mountain stream is ringing, and the young monk stands barefoot in the water and smiles at the long-haired girl in white on the shore: "Vir, can you help the poor monk get out of this mountain stream and pull me, a stupid monk?"

The girl's face was as blurred as before, the green trees behind her were green, and the tall mountain gate was faintly exposed between the branches and leaves.

There is a big plaque in the middle of the mountain gate, with three big characters "Qinglong Temple" on it!

The girl in white smiled and said, "What a stupid monk. Look at you, you are smart and strong, but you can't jump out of this small mountain stream. What's the matter talking about jumping out of the world? Isn't it here on purpose to take advantage of me? It turned out to be a monk who didn't follow the rules. Although he said so, he finally stretched out his hand to the monk.

The hand stretched out, and the fog on his face seemed to be blown away by the wind and disappeared.

I finally saw what she looked like!