Aunt Chen is back from the world of cultivation

(One chapter added earlier)

She prayed that she would die quickly and not be discovered, but her wish was ultimately dashed.

About a minute later, footsteps were heard outside the house again. Two sturdy men with Japanese haircuts kicked the door open and walked in, shouting:

"Can you still move? If you can, go to the slave house in the east!"

Seeing that she didn't move for a while, the two men spat impatiently, one lifted her arm and the other lifted her leg, trying to carry her out.

The third sister, who was in a daze, was suddenly filled with fear.

It’s over, we’re going to be discovered!

Before she could react, the two men carried her out of the house.

In the bright light, the bleeding wound on her neck was immediately noticed.

One of the pirates shouted excitedly:

"Look what I found! A woman who slit her own neck!"

Another one laughed with equal excitement:

"Haha, there's another good show to watch today!"

These slaves were all snatched back from the Wei Dynasty with great difficulty. They were their property and they would never allow them to commit suicide.

Slaves could die of illness, freezing, starvation, or exhaustion, but they were not allowed to commit suicide.

Otherwise, if too many people committed suicide, they would have no slaves to serve.

In order to strictly prohibit slaves from committing suicide, the Japanese pirates have figured out a very perfect method over the past hundred years:

That is collective responsibility.

The slaves on the island were divided into groups of five. If one person in a group committed suicide, the other four would be tortured in public.

Of course, if the person who committed suicide is still alive, he must be resurrected and punished together.

These slaves have been captured for half a year, and it is already past the age when they would be most likely to commit suicide, yet some still commit the same crime again.

Torture was a wonderful show for the bloodthirsty Japanese pirates.

When the third sister wanted to commit suicide, her jaw was immediately removed and she was carried to the doctor in the village to stop the bleeding and was given medicine to keep her alive and refresh her.

At noon when work was about to end, the news that someone had attempted suicide was reported to the boss.

The boss was very angry and immediately rang the big bell in the village, summoning all the slaves and pirates to gather in front of the execution platform in the village.

The execution platform is a half-meter-high platform made of stone, with an open space underneath that can accommodate thousands of people.

Shi Sanmei was hung on a high platform, and many torture instruments were prepared in front of her.

The boss didn't waste any words and said directly:

"Who are the ones in the same group with this bitch? Stand up!"

Not long after, Sister Yuan and four others were pulled out trembling like sieves by the leader who managed the slaves.

"The boss is them!"

The big boss snorted coldly:

"The rules of the village are that every year when new people come, we have to repeat them again and again, and now someone is breaking the rules again!"

"It seems that the previous tortures were not impressive enough! Well, today I will teach you a lesson!"

As he said this, he walked up to Sister Yuan and the others who had been hung up, picked up the red-hot iron, and showed a bloodthirsty smile on his face:

"It's windy today and a little cold, so I'll warm you up first!"

As he said that, he picked up the soldering iron and burned Sister Yuan's forehead.

"Ah—no—spare me—"

Sister Yuan screamed in horror.

The slaves below lowered their heads in silence.

The Japanese pirates were excitedly waiting for Sister Yuan's heart-wrenching screams.

However, instead of waiting for screams, they waited for the boss to suddenly fall backwards, and his strong body hit the ground heavily.

"The boss!"

Several Japanese pirates who were closest to the scene rushed over to check the situation.

Then he saw a bloody hole on the boss's temple, and blood was slowly flowing out.

When I touched under the nose, the person was dead.

"The... the boss is dead!"

This should have caused a stir, but it didn't.

Because there was a bigger riot among the Japanese pirates below.

But in the blink of an eye, twenty or thirty Japanese pirates suddenly fell to the ground like the boss, and their lives were harvested.

"Someone is attacking!"

"Where did you come from, you rat? Get out!"

Someone shouted bravely.

However, no one could see the attackers at all. All they could see were many transparent ice needles shooting towards them, accurately piercing the heads of the Japanese pirates one by one.

The Japanese pirates who were shot all fell to the ground instantly.

Faced with the slaughter of this unknown force, even the Japanese pirates who had killed countless people could not help but feel fear:

"Ah! There's a ghost, run!"

The gathered Japanese pirates fled in all directions.

But escaping still did not bring them any chance of survival. The farther they ran, the faster they died.

One after another, the Japanese pirates fell down screaming.

In less than half a minute, more than a thousand Japanese pirates were killed and only dozens were left.

These dozens of people discovered that the invisible force did not massacre the slaves, so they quickly hid among the slave pile and thus temporarily saved their lives.

The slaves were also terrified.

However, they were brutally suppressed by the Japanese pirates for many years and dared not flee without orders. Even if they were frightened, they could only stand where they were.

Later, they found out that all the dead were Japanese pirates, so they were no longer in a hurry to escape.

Seeing that so many Japanese pirates who had enslaved and tortured them in the past were killed in an instant, everyone couldn't help but feel a strong hope in their hearts.

A ball of light as dazzling as the sun appeared out of nowhere on the platform.

A woman who looked like a god walked out from among them and said to everyone in a loud voice:

"I am the God of Du'e, the god who protects the people of Wei."

The cool and ethereal female voice was clearly heard by everyone present.

Everyone was in awe and looked at the woman on the platform in shock.

This is a god!

He is the god who protects the people of the Great Wei!

Although most of them had never heard of the name of this deity before, their deity did come to rescue them!

"Thank you for the blessing, God!"

The slaves knelt down and kowtowed excitedly.

Then, they saw many swords floating up into the air out of thin air.

The ethereal and solemn voice of the immortal continued to sound:

"God helps those who help themselves. I have already slaughtered most of the Japanese pirates in the village. You can deal with the rest by yourselves."

These people of the Wei Dynasty who were captured and became slaves were afraid of the Japanese pirates, but they also hated them.

Among so many people, there are always some ambitious people.

Without hesitating for too long, the first person walked out with a determined look and picked up a big knife floating in the air.

He faced the crowd and shouted:

"My fellow countrymen, the Japanese pirates destroyed our homes and killed our relatives and friends. We must avenge our blood feud now and when will we do so?"