Chapter 135: The Japanese Spiritual Art

Chapter 135 Japan ~ Spiritual Communication

The blonde woman grabbed Yang Xue's hand, pleading:

"Please, take me first? I'll explain to you on the way!"

Yang Xue didn't think twice, pulled the blonde woman and ran.

No need to ask too many stupid questions like 'No, you have to tell me what's going on first'.

She was originally a novelist, originally a storyteller.

She has a unique ability to distinguish truth from lies.

The journey was unexpectedly smooth, and she soon ran to Yang Xue's car.

The blonde woman touched the car window and burst into tears.

I don't know if it's because she hasn't been exposed to modern technology for too long, or if she finally saw the hope of jumping out.

She cried miserably.

Yang Xue started the car and asked:

"What happened? Tell me now."

The blonde woman took a while to calm down and cried:

"I was deceived! We were all deceived!

The Dongying man lied to us that Mang Village was a paradise far away from monsters!

But, it's not like that!

The village chief is from Dongying, damn Dongying!

His name is Ogura Maojiro!

He must be a spy, we must call the police!"

Yang Xue frowned:

"But, there is indeed no sign of monster invasion in Mang Village!

You can even cultivate fields on Beimang Mountain."

The blonde woman's eyes were full of fear and resentment.

She gritted her teeth and said:

"That was all in exchange for life!

We women who were deceived were used as reproductive machines.

All the newborn babies were given to the monsters in Beimang Mountain!

The monster on Beimang Mountain likes to eat babies!

Women who cannot bear children will be sent to the mountain and offered to the monsters.

We are not blessed by the mountain gods, we are just humans kept by monsters!"

Unfortunately, the blonde woman was a nightclub lady before she came to Beimang Mountain. She had lost her qualifications to be a mother due to her chaotic life for many years.

Yang Xue understood and believed everything the blonde woman said.

It is said that there is a special ability in Japan called the art of spiritual communication.

The caster can communicate with monsters and sign a certain contract.

The caster can get the help of monsters at a certain price.

This spiritual communication sounded very powerful and could drive monsters.

In fact, as the eldest daughter of the Yang family in Beihai, she knew much more than ordinary people. She knew what the spiritual communication art was.

The true meaning of spiritualism is to become a slave of monsters!

It's like a slave burning incense and setting up an altar, offering his wife and daughter, and praying for two new clothes from his master.

The reason why the Japanese survived in troubled times with spiritualism is not because of how powerful spiritualism is, but because they themselves were kept in captivity by those beasts!

The village chief said that he was a foreigner and could not return to his old employer because his hometown was too far away.

Isn't it true?

This place is 108,000 miles away from the Japanese island!

No wonder the wife of Zhao Laosi had a difficult birth and the village chief was so nervous.

It turned out that the baby was a snack for the monsters!

It was precisely because the village chief offered meat to the monsters that the monsters did not set foot in Mang Village.

Because the villagers of Mang Village were kept in captivity!

If it was this kind of living environment, many humans must have become the minions of monsters.

For example, the village chief's other wife, the red-haired woman.

This village is very dangerous now!

Yang Xue tried desperately to start the car, but the car just wouldn't start.

"Hurry up! If they find out we've escaped, they'll kill us!" the blonde urged anxiously.

Yang Xue's forehead was covered with beads of sweat:

"This car has been tampered with!"

The blonde suddenly grabbed Yang Xue's hand, trembling, and didn't speak for a long time.

Yang Xue felt something was wrong and looked up at the rearview mirror.

The village chief led a group of villagers, holding pickaxes and dung forks, and came towards this side aggressively.

"What should I do?"

The blonde's face was pale, and her bloodless lips moved:

"I will die. I will be sent to the mountain tonight, and I will be eaten."

The blonde knew very well what would happen after being sent to the mountain.

She would not die so easily.

She would be tortured and then eaten by monsters.

"Dong, dong, dong." The village chief knocked on the car window rhythmically.

The blonde's body also trembled violently with the sound of knocking on the car window.

In the quiet environment inside the car, Yang Xue could hear the sound of the blonde's incontinence.

Yang Xue frowned and looked carefully at the unshaven face of the village chief outside the car window.

That face was not the simple and honest one he had seen before, but a sinister one.

Yang Xue locked the car window inconspicuously and took out his mobile phone to dial a number.

However, there was no signal here.

The village chief smiled:

"Great writer, did my wife tell you something?

My wife has mental problems, don't believe her."

Yang Xue said calmly:

"Really? I have a lot of connections in Beihai, I can help you treat your wife.

When her treatment is finished, I will send her back personally, as a reward for your accepting my interview."

The village chief's face gradually twisted, and the hand on the glass was no longer knocking, but smashing.

The car Yang Xue bought was very expensive, and the car window was very strong, and it was not something that the village chief's body could break.

The village chief covered his swollen fist, stepped back two steps, pointed at the villagers and roared:

"You bunch of idiots! What are you doing? Smash the car!

The woman in the car, you can take turns using her!"

The villagers heard this, raised their hoes and forks, and smashed the car.

The sound of "dong dong dong" scared the blonde woman again:

"What should we do? We are going to die!"

Yang Xue snorted coldly, and released milky white light from both hands, pressing on the top of the car.

The car burst into golden light, like a golden bell.

No matter how hard the villagers tried, they couldn't smash the car into a crack.

"Stop!"

The village chief shouted and drove the villagers away.

He walked back to the front of the car and looked at Yang Xue, his eyes shining:

"Awakener? You are actually an awakener?"

Yang Xue didn't say anything, and still released golden light to protect the car.

The village chief smiled and said:

"Great writer, let's have a good chat."

Yang Xue glanced at him:

"Okay, let's have a good chat. What do you want me to do to let us go?"

As she said this, the phone hidden under the steering wheel sent messages to Meng Xing frantically.

She knew that Yang Ni had returned to Beihai.

In Nanhai, she only had Meng Xing as a friend.

The village chief also saw Yang Xue's little move, but did not stop her.

Nanhai was far away from here, and he didn't believe that anyone could get there within five hours. He had plenty of time to waste with Yang Xue.

The village chief said:

"The mountain god needs a wife like you.

You and I will serve the mountain god together.

I will ensure that you are safe and free in this life!"

Yang Xue glanced at her phone.

On the interface, the message she sent was still spinning.