Chapter 313 - Where Is the Country of Green Mountains (I) (1/2)

Miss Asada is gentle and elegant. But when she turns on someone, she can be very scary. Interpreter Sun will know it.

She doesn’t need an interpreter at all. Interpreter Sun is just here for covering and getting close to people in Tao’s Village. Now he is totally useless. The first thing comes to Sakurako Asada’s mind is how ugly and embarra.s.sing he was that night. What’s worse, he is always so evasive when he looks at her recently.

Or maybe, Sakurako Asada is just concerned about that she was overwhelmed by Lin Luoran.

In the beginning, they went to the secret land together. At that time, no one could underestimate Lin Luoran because she was the best among all young Huaxia cultivators. At that time, however, while many people were jealous of her, n.o.body was mad about that because she was not strong enough to make others feel fear.

In just a few years, people have forgotten her t.i.tle of the best among all Huaxia juniors. Not because her personal ability becomes worse, but she has entered a higher cla.s.s with absolutely real strength!

The social status of Nihonese women is not high. Sakurako Asada was born in an unprivileged branch of a large family. Her mother was a geisha with a great reputation in Togyo, but still not n.o.ble enough to be a member of the Asada family. So when the master found her mother was pregnant, he just sent her to Shandong, Huaxia… If Sakurako had not been found that she had personal ability, they would have never been back to the family. Even so, she was always bullied in her own family…

Sakurako Asada stops recalling her memories. Self-pity can never gain others’ sympathy. The right solution is to get stronger, like Lin Luoran. She is from a poor family, but now she has also become a pivotal role in the world of cultivation in Huaxia.

For example, if she can get the treasure of the Green Mountains and then back to Nihon, back to the family Asada, who dares to look down on her again?!

Sakurako Asada smiles to old Mr. Hong, full of charm. She, to some degree, inherits her mother’s charm as a geisha.

Because of the smile, old Mr. Hong can’t hold on to the chicken, and it falls to the ground. He is too old to be tempted by beauty, but Sakurako’s smile is really scary for him.

“Mr. Hong, can we just sit down together, and you tell Sakurako the story of this jar?”

Sakurako Asada smiles again and helps Mr. Hong to stand stable.

The hot sun couldn’t even illuminate Mr. Hong’s heart that is gradually sinking.

Are these Nihonese going to do something bad to the people in Tao’s Village… Mr. Hong can hardly think about it.

Holding the painted pottery in her hand, Sakurako Asada forces Mr. Hong to walk to the back room with her. There is a cyan light flickering on the vivid fox image when light alternates with darkness.

It is drawn with a very unique paint. The painted fox looks very normal. But it will turn cyan under a special light.

Sakurako Asada just discovers that. Looking at it, she is more and more certain that people in Tao’s Village are from the Green Mountains of ancient times.

If she wants to find the Country of the Green Mountains which has been lost in history, maybe these descendants can help.

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Hong Bin has nothing else to do, so he continues to do his job of eavesdropping.

After a few days, he already felt that Miss Sakurako from Nihon is very gentle and soft. She often gives candies to kids in the village. She is not a bad person like the three people said.

He feels so guilty. So after taking Lin Luoran’s one hundred yuan, he decides to give up this job. Today is his last day to do the eavesdropping job. Hong Bin thinks in silence and lifts up the rubble of the wall to peep. He sees old Mr. Hong.

He hears the Shandong accent. Hong Bin, eleven, is a little clever but can’t understand genteel words. He is just surprised that how can Miss Sakurako speak the language of Huaxia?

He puts his eye to a hole and holds his breath, looking at the old Mr. Hong’s courtyard.

Three Nihonese men stand solemnly at the door as if they are guarding against anyone coming in. It is really a pity that Mr. Hong’s plucked chicken falls to the ground. Hong Bin swallows, and he sees Miss Sakurako pats on Interpreter Sun and then he just falls down.

Hong Bin always thinks the Interpreter Sun as an embroidered pillow with feet. After a while, Miss Sakurako helps old Mr. Hong to walk into the back room, but Interpreter Sun still hasn’t stood up yet. Hong Bin feels something wrong. Interpreter Sun is lying on the ground and thick black liquid runs down from the corners of his mouth.