Yang Bing looked at Li Zhengtai's angry expression and felt very unbelievable, Li Zhengtai has always been kind and pleasant, and he is calm and usually controls his feelings, but at this time, he is so degraded, there must be a lot of articles in this.

This was Yang Bing's first thought, but since Li Zhengtai didn't want to say it, then Yang Bing didn't want to ask, and he had stayed in South Korea for a while, and it was time to leave.

After saying goodbye to Li Zhengtai, Yang Bing got on a flight to Tokyo, and encountered the first wave of attacks in Seoul.

Yang Bing looked at every passenger around him with a vigilant look, any of them could be a deadly killer, this was a Japanese flight, and most of the passengers on the plane were Japanese.

Those people were whispering, Yang Bing could hear it with strong ears, but he didn't understand Japanese, he was saying what conspiracy they were planning, and Yang Bing had no way of knowing, and two hours later, he finally landed at Narita Airport without danger.

Yang Bing got off the plane and walked out of the airport, Yang Bing was not in the mood to see the beautiful scenery of Japan, and said to the mysterious woman: "Japan has arrived, what should I do next?"

The mysterious woman smiled: "What's the hurry? Japan is so beautiful, don't you want to see more?"

Yang Bing smiled coldly: "Now I am in extreme danger, those Japanese ninjas will kill me at any time, and after I finish doing things for you, I will leave here immediately." ”

"Yasukuni Shrine. The mysterious woman uttered such a term. Yang Bing was dumbfounded, the Yasukuni Shrine has a supreme position in Japan, and the Japanese side will inevitably guard it as impregnable.

"You must be wrong. Young man, this Yasukuni Shrine is not the one you usually know, there are two Yasukuni Shrines, namely the Yang Yasukuni Shrine and the Yin Yasukuni Shrine, Yang is naturally the one you usually know, although that shrine is also very important, but if it is compared to the Yin Shrine, it is far from it. ”

Under the guidance of a mysterious woman. Yang Bing left the bustling city of Tokyo and entered a secluded mountain forest. After entering the mountain, the population gradually became scarce, and after walking for more than an hour, it was deserted.

Yang Bing didn't encounter any trouble along the way. This made Yang Bing cry out in surprise, in this dark forest of Tokyo, it is the only place to kill people and sell goods, why didn't those Japanese killers take action? The quieter Yang Bing became, the more uneasy he became.

After walking for a few hours, the sky gradually darkened, and Yang Bing also felt a wave of sleepiness coming, and the top priority was to find a place to rest, for Yang Bing, an all-round magician, any environment could become a comfortable place for him to rest.

At this moment, the light not far away attracted Yang Bing's attention. The light is particularly conspicuous in this dark dense forest, and there are still people in the depths of this mountain? Yang Bing ran in the direction of the light with doubts.

What catches your eye is a small village with a few old-fashioned houses. The lights are emitted by one of them, and there is such a paradise in bustling Tokyo.

There was a faint cry from inside the house, judging from the cry, it should be a girl, with hoarseness, grief and despair, Yang Bing walked towards the house with doubts.

When Yang Bing was about to walk into the house, suddenly an old woman ran out of the house. The old woman was dressed in a black kimono and her hair was like a chicken nest. She stood in front of Yang Bing's body and didn't know what to say, but judging from her anxious and excited expression, it should be a warning.

The old woman chattered for a long time, but Yang Bing didn't understand a word, but after she finished speaking, Yang Bing said in English: "I can't understand Japanese, can you speak English?"

The old woman shook her head and said that she didn't know English, and at that moment a middle-aged man came up and said in fluent English: "Stranger, you should not come to our village, our village is in extreme terror, you should leave quickly." ”

As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he was scolded by the old woman in Japanese, although Yang Bing couldn't understand it, but it could be deduced that the old woman must be reprimanding the middle-aged man, saying that he shouldn't tell the secrets of the village.

The middle-aged man seemed to be very afraid of the old woman, said sorry to Yang Bing and hurried back to the house, at this moment a person came out of the house, it was a Japanese girl in a white kimono, about twelve or thirteen years old, and she was still holding a sleeping baby in her arms.

The girl is not tall, the Japanese are generally short, Yang Bing can be described as a small man among the small people in Europe, but after arriving in Japan, he stood out from the crowd, the girl said a few words of Japanese to the old woman, and the old woman left.

"Hello, sir. The girl in white bowed to Yang Bing and said in English, "Listen to your pronunciation is English English, you should be from China." ”

"Yes, hello, smart little girl. Yang Bing walked up to the girl and looked at the girl, her face was covered with tears, which showed that the painful sound just now was made by her.

"My name is Sakurako Oshima, and this is my younger brother, Taro Oshima. Seeing Yang Bing's surprised expression, Sakurako Oshima then explained, "My great-grandfather was Chinese, and he met my great-grandmother when he came to Tokyo to study during the Qing Dynasty. ”

"My name is Yang Bing, Miss Oshima. ”

"Mr. Yang Bing, welcome to here. Oshima Sakurako bowed to Yang Bing again, Yang Bing was very embarrassed, why do these Japanese like to bow so much, there is no way but to bow to Sakura.

Yang Bing looked inside the house, only to find that the light in the house was not an electric lamp, but an ancient oil lamp, and the house of Oshima Sakurako's house was covered with yellow charms, as if she was doing something, so she asked, "What happened, what happened to this qiē just now?"

Oshima Sakurako shook her head and looked a little gloomy: "Mr. Yang, you should get out of here quickly, you won't believe it if you say it, and you know that it won't be good for you, take advantage of the time to leave this village as soon as possible." ”

"You're holding a sacrificial ceremony!" Yang Bing said tentatively, and then looked at Sakurako Oshima's eyes, a person's eyes would not deceive, let alone a little girl like Sakurako, who was not deeply involved in the world.

"No, no!" Sakurako hurriedly shook her head, with an anxious look on her face, her denial just verified Yang Bing's guess, it was really a sacrifice and a living sacrifice. "Mr. Yang, get out of here quickly, the villagers here are deeply hostile to outsiders. ”

As soon as Sakura finished speaking, a bunch of people came, they didn't know what to say, Yang Bing counted about two dozen people, they all had hostility and anger in their eyes, as Sakurako said, they hated outsiders.

"Chinese guests. One of the leaders asked tentatively in English, "You know the secrets of our village, so you can't leave our village now." ”

After hearing what the village chief said, Sakurako Oshima hurriedly stood up and stood in front of Yang Bing, and said a call in fast Japanese, Yang Bing couldn't understand a word, but it could be seen that Sakurako should be saving him.

Yang Bing blocked Sakura behind him with a playful smile: "Yes, I know all the secrets of your village." You are performing a brutal ritual of sacrifice, and I can't imagine that Japan, which has always claimed to be the most legalized country in Asia, could have such cruel and barbaric practices, even in Tokyo. ”

Yang Bing's words made the village chief's face white and black for a while, and after a while, the village chief pointed at Yang Bing: "I will give you two choices, the first one is to stay here forever and become a villager." Jiang Yang Bing shook his head, and the village chief said the second choice: "That is, die here now, the secrets of the village cannot be revealed, even if you swear." ”

Yang Bing raised his index finger and shook it, "There is a third option!"

Yang Bing's words made everyone stunned, they didn't know what the third option Yang Bing was talking about, until Yang Bing pointed to the sleeping baby boy in Sakura's arms: "I'll replace him as a sacrifice." (To be continued)