I'm afraid of pain, so I put all my defense into it.

"I am guilty of not being able to persuade you to turn back, and now my sins are even more serious."

Liao Wang looked at the young man who was nailed to the cliff and said slowly.

The young man felt familiar. Liao Wang felt that his mind was a little dazed, and something was wrong, but he couldn't tell for a while.

"Liao Wang, in the past seven years, the witch has disappeared from the world and can't be found. If you can lead her here, you can make up for it."

The abbot said slowly.

Over the years, he has also enjoyed many women, but the appearance of Su Mei'er has always made him obsessed. He must get her. As the saying goes, the one who is close to the water gets the moon first. As long as Liao Wang is willing to help, the virginity of the witch will definitely be his.

"Abbot, you are already obsessed, your heart is filled with desire, and you can no longer see right from wrong."

Liao Wang shook his head and said lightly. I don't know since when, his face is no longer full of expression.

"Hmph, a Buddhist scum, shameless and ungrateful!"

The abbot was very angry. With a wave of his hand, several young monks roughly carried Lewang away and threw him into a dilapidated house in the temple, and tied him up with chains again.

The monks left, the house was dusty, and Lewang was left alone and unable to move.

...

The scene changed again.

Another seven years.

In the dilapidated temple, a monk was tied up by dozens of chains and knelt on the ground.

Today is the seventh year that Lewang has been imprisoned.

She came again.

"Little monk, it's time to eat."

The old lady put the bamboo basket on the ground, which was full of steamed buns. Lewang liked steamed buns the most because they were white.

"Donor, you have grown old."

Lewang said that she had come to deliver food every year since she was imprisoned here.

The first year: youthful and energetic, exactly the same as when they first met.

Second year: A few more crow's feet at the corners of the eyes, and more white hair at the temples.

Third year: ...

...

Seventh year: Already too old.

"It's just the skin. Do you like to look at the skin, monk?"

The old lady asked.

"I am devoted to Buddhism, I don't have any emotions. I only look at good and evil, not the skin."

"That's it. I don't care about the skin either. I only follow my heart. Monk, you have suffered unfair treatment for me. I will definitely save you. The cultivation gained by seventy years of life is enough to flatten this Wanfo Temple."

The old lady's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

"Donor, people say that you are happy thinking about eight or nine things. Whether it is satisfactory or not depends on one thought. When you look at the world with your heart, it is all the color of your heart. Donor thinks that I am being punished, but I don't think so. This is an opportunity for me to experience Buddhism with my heart."

"Wanfo Temple is an important place for Buddhism. Donor, you'd better leave quickly."

Monk Liaowang said.

"Monk, you are still so ruthless. You are a blockhead. I have lived for seventy years to vindicate you. If I say it is worth it, it is worth it!"

The old lady turned and left. Unlike before, she did not wait for the monk to finish eating the steamed buns and took the bamboo basket.

This was her last meal.

"I am going to become a Buddha."

"From now on, there will be no steamed buns."

Monk Liaowang's eyes were clear and calm. Seven years and seven years later, he became a little different.

...

In front of the gate of Wanfo Temple, a figure flashed and stood in front of the gate.

It snowed heavily today, and there were no pilgrims. It was a good day for killing. Thinking of this, the old lady took out a bamboo pole with the word "forget" engraved on it.

Recently, she has been getting older and older, and her mind is a little confused. She has a little forgotten things. She has to remind herself all the time that there are still things that have not been completed.

"Monk, you are too stupid to fall to this point."

"In this temple, everyone eats meat, everyone drinks, and everyone is lustful. Why don't you eat meat and drink wine, and don't get close to women?"

"The ghost woman has taken away all my life. I am too old, otherwise I can see you more."

On the plaque, the word "Buddha" was covered by wind and snow and had disappeared.

Leaning on the bamboo pole, the old lady slowly walked into the Wanfo Temple.

"Old man, it snows heavily today, and Wanfo Temple doesn't burn incense."

Some monks saw the old lady coming in and came over to drive her away rudely. They were familiar with this old lady. In recent years, she always came to deliver food to the evil monk, which made them very disgusted.

As they got closer, the old lady smelled the scent of meat on his body. It seemed that she had delayed the other party's good thing.

"It's okay. I didn't come here to burn incense."

"Why?"

"Murder!"

After saying that, a cold light flashed across, and the monk's eyes widened and slowly fell to the ground.

Blood-colored flowers bloomed, and the temple was in an uproar.

"Who dares to kill in the pure land of Buddhism?"

Countless monks came from all directions, with ferocious and angry faces, staring at the old man in front of them, after all these years, this is the first time that someone has provoked me like this.

"A pure land?"

The old lady sneered: "Eating meat and drinking wine, bullying men and women, this is also a pure land, who gives you the confidence?"

"Who are you, sir? If my Wanfo Temple has not treated you well, I will apologize first!"

The abbot spoke slowly from behind the crowd.

The old lady frowned slightly. This old monk was full of Jianghu spirit and completely sank into desire. He was completely different from the past.

"I am the Saint of Hehuan Sect. I heard that the master has been looking for me?"

The old lady said with a flash of mockery in her eyes.

The abbot's expression changed drastically, and his face became ferocious in an instant: "You bitch, you have seen the ghost woman, you turned your life into cultivation, very courageous, but so what, now I am no longer greedy for your appearance, I just want you to suffer the humiliation under my crotch!"

"When I catch you, I will definitely let you taste what is called human delicacy!"

"After so many years, you are still as disgusting as before. Not only you, but your temple is full of beasts in human skin. How many good women have died in your hands, this Wanfo Temple has long been stained with blood!"

"The only real monk in the temple has been locked up by you. There is no Buddha in your heart. Today, I will execute you in front of the Buddha to wash away the injustice I have suffered over the years!"

The old lady's eyes were full of murderous intent and cold light flashed.

The monk suddenly attacked, and the long stick in his hand whirred.

The old lady did not hesitate, and shook the bamboo pole in her hand to meet it.

At the instruction of the abbot, the surrounding monks formed a formation of eighteen bronze men and surrounded the old lady. It was obvious that the other party had no intention of engaging in a direct battle with the old lady.

At this time, the abbot just wanted to catch the other party and give him a good beating. The other monks had the same idea. After so many years of running-in, they knew the abbot's temper very well, and even they themselves had the same idea.

They had already thought about how to torture the old lady on the bed.

They had been fascinated by this former demon cult witch for a long time. Even if this witch turned into an old lady with a haggard face, they did not intend to let her go.

Letting the other party cry and enjoy the pleasure on the bed was also a dream in their hearts.

"Catch her for me!"