God level celestial master

The sixth floor is different from the fourth and fifth floors.

If the fourth floor is a dormitory and the fifth floor is an officer’s office rest area, then the sixth floor is a slightly decorated red-light district.

In the rooms on both sides of the corridor, the floors are made of smooth wooden planks and cleaned very cleanly.

In the middle of the room, there is a tatami mat made of kneeling in a traditional Japanese family.

On the tatami mat, which can be used for both sleeping, there is a small four-legged table with four cushions around the small table, and on the table top of the small table, there is a bottle of Japanese sake in a white loose porcelain bottle, and around the sake, there are four small porcelain cups.

However, what changed the faces of Dong Mei and the others was that on the cushions around the tatami mats in the middle of the room on the right side of the corridor, there was a woman with her back to everyone, kneeling a woman wearing red and white, carrying a small kimono behind her back, and her hair coiled with bamboo skewers.

The woman was kneeling quietly, heard the footsteps of Chen Yu and others, and gradually turned around.

I saw that this was a woman with a miserable white 16 face painted with fat powder, a red lip paper on her lips, and a round face.

The woman looked straight at Chen Yu and the others, and immediately, as if she saw something terrifying, the woman’s face became terrified.

Then, he turned around and knelt on the ground, kowtowing to Chen Yu and the others.

And while kowtowing, he trembled and frightened his mouth and said, a language that Chen Yu and others could not understand, and it was not Japanese.

“She speaks Korean!”

At this moment, the little policewoman behind Chen Yu, Wu Doudou, said.

Because she often follows Korean dramas, she is quite familiar with Korean in Korean dramas, and she can tell it when she hears it.

Hearing Wu Doudou’s words, Chen Yu nodded, and he also listened to it.

Then he turned and looked into a room on the left side of the corridor.

I saw that on the cushion in the middle of this room, there was also a woman wearing the same blue kimono, this woman was the same, when she saw Chen Yu and others, her face was full of fear, and then in a language that Chen Yu and others could not understand, not Chinese, not Japanese, not Korean, kneeling on the ground and trembling, crying and crying.

“It’s Indonesian!”

Dong Meidao.

Few people know that in addition to being a high-achieving student in a well-known Chinese university with super reasoning ability, she is also proficient in various Chinese.

After all, her genius name is not called in vain, in addition to knowing the main languages of English, German and French, for the languages of other countries, although the languages of Japan, Korea, Indonesia, Yue South and other countries are only slightly understood, but they can be recognized at a glance.

Chen Yu nodded, and then he walked forward, and saw that in the rooms on the left and right sides of the corridor on the sixth floor, in each room, there was a woman wearing a Japanese kimono, but speaking the languages of other countries.

“How? Did you see that? The one who said it was called Kim Tae-mi, the woman who spoke Indonesian was called Ava, and she…, she… They used to be members of this floor.”

At this time, a beautiful woman wearing a red kimono and clogs, but with dark waist-length hair, long hair draped straight down, and a willowy eyebrow and nose, walked out from the corner of the corridor in front of her without warning.

“Who are you?”

Looking at this woman who suddenly appeared, speaking Chinese language, she said vigilantly.

There was no slackening at all because the other party spoke Chinese.

“Me? My name is Xiaolan. An ordinary Chinese woman, I created this place, aren’t you looking for me? ”

The long-haired woman in a red kimono looked straight at Chen Yudao.

“What? You are the creator here, so you are the culprit who manipulated those ghosts and brought us here? ”

The words of the kimono woman surprised Chen Yu, and her face changed.

“Yes, it’s me. Can you hear me tell me a story? ”

Who knew that the kimono woman did not reply to Chen Yu’s words, but looked at Chen Yudao with faint eyes.

“Say it!”

Chen Yu originally disagreed, but seeing the deep gaze of the long-haired woman in the kimono, for some reason, his heart softened, and the ghost made the god agree.

“The story begins eighty years ago in a place called Anzhutei. My name is Xiaolan, my full name is Ning Xiaolan, I am a native of China, and at that time, my parents and I lived in a small remote village in the western region of the Central Plains…. ”

Soon, Ning Xiaolan’s story was finished.

It’s a bleak story.

Ning Xiaolan originally lived in Nanhe Province, a poor small rural family in the Central Plains, there were a total of four people in their family, parents, younger brother, and her, Ning Xiaolan when she was a child, with two pigtails, her appearance had begun to leak, she looked beautiful and lovely, originally they lived very happily and enjoyed the happiness of heaven.

But all this changed from one time, when her parents took her to the town to buy something, and she was inhumanely snatched by a group of Japanese soldiers and transported to the south.

After several days of transportation, after getting off the car, she was taken to a place called “Anzhu Pavilion”, which is actually a “military brothel” in a southern coastal city, where in addition to Chinese women, Japanese women, Han women, Indonesian women and so on.

590 But without exception, all of them are young and beautiful.

These women are fed with good food and drink, but they have to learn on time, various kimono dresses, geisha makeup, and Japanese etiquette.

When they have achieved their studies, they will be sent away in batches and sent to the Japanese officers who invaded China, becoming their tools for venting ~ desires.

By chance, Ning Xiaolan knew that they were about to face a tragic end, how could Ning Xiaolan, who was simple-minded, allow herself to live so unbearably?

Therefore, in order to escape this tragic fate, she committed suicide by cutting her wrists with an unforgettable hatred for the Japanese in her room.

After Ning Xiaolan died, with the endless hatred in her heart, she turned into a fierce ghost in a short period of time.

After turning into a powerful ghost, Ning Xiaolan lost her mind, and she used her own strength to kill in the “Anzhu Pavilion”.

The Japanese soldiers, officers, and military prostitutes stationed here, a total of five or six hundred people, were all killed by her overnight.

After killing everyone in Anzhu Pavilion, Ning Xiaolan’s strength increased greatly, and as a result, the previous “Anzhu Pavilion” gradually formed the current ghost enchantment.

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