Regarding the practice of the white bone spirit, Zhang Xiaofan really couldn't figure it out. Although the white bone spirit is a demon, she is a woman after all, and marrying Zhang Xiaofan is extremely detrimental to her reputation.

Zhang Xiaofan thought about it and thought for a long time, but in the end he couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation. So, Zhang Xiaofan could only open his mouth and ask the white bone spirit.

Facing Zhang Xiaofan's fierce questioning, Bai Gujing walked to the embroidery bed without hurry and sat down in an extremely elegant posture.

"Once upon a time, there was a small village surrounded by mountains, where transportation was inaccessible, the land was barren, and the villagers had a very difficult life. A girl named Bai Jingjing was born in this poor small village, Bai Jingjing's parents loved Bai Jingjing very much, they couldn't bear Bai Jingjing to suffer from the wind blowing the sun mountain, so they never let Bai Jingjing do farm work. As time passed, Bai Jingjing gradually revealed that in addition to being different from her peers, her skin was not chapped by the wind, nor was it tanned by the sun. The ignorant villagers, because of Bai Jingjing's standout, regarded Bai Jingjing as an outlier and rejected her very much. ”

When the white bone spirit spoke, his voice was a little erratic, and his tone was a little mournful and resentful. A faint atmosphere of melancholy began to slowly spread through the room.

I don't know why, Zhang Xiaofan's heart suddenly gave birth to a trace of sadness. Zhang Xiaofan's vigilance and fear of the white bone spirit dissipated a lot silently.

The white bone spirit paused for a few seconds, then turned his head and looked at Zhang Xiaofan.

On Bai Jingjing's tenth birthday, an official who had returned to his hometown brought his grandson to the small village and decided to live in seclusion in the small village. The official was very wealthy, and he gave rich gifts to each of the villagers, and the villagers treated the official and his grandson with great respect for him. This official often told the villagers that when his grandson became famous and became a senior official, he could use the power of the government to help the villagers build bridges, pave roads, and build canals, thus changing the poor and backward appearance of the village. ”

Although Zhang Xiaofan is not very clear about some of the rules of ancient times, he is not ignorant.

In ancient times, where agriculture was the mainstay, water was related to the growth of the farmer, and it has always been the top priority of the people, and there were often fights between villages for water.

In order to avoid too many fights and a large number of casualties, the government will intervene in the distribution of water. It was a felony in ancient times to build a water conservancy project without the consent of the government and to take the water resources allocated by the government to other places for oneself.

With the description of the white bone spirit, Zhang Xiaofan gradually began to pay attention to the preservation of the official's grandson.

When Bai Jingjing was fourteen years old, after returning to the village for the juvenile exam, he was full of spirit, and the juvenile seemed full of confidence in high school. The villagers are worried that after the boy gains fame, he will forget the promise he made and ignore the village, so they want to marry to maintain the relationship between the boy and the village. So, Bai Jingjing, the most beautiful girl in the village, came into everyone's sight. ”

When the white bone spirit said this, he sighed softly, and then, his tone changed, and he became a little resentful.

The bookish aura on the young man's body has a fatal attraction to Bai Jingjing, Bai Jingjing has been secretly in love with the young man for a long time, and is naturally very willing to this marriage. However, to everyone's surprise, after the marriage, the boy suddenly died violently. Within a few days, news of the junior high school reached the small village, and the villagers were excited because the opportunity to change their fate was gone. As a result, Bai Jingjing became the other party for the villagers to vent their grievances, and became the object of Qianfu. ”

A strong cold aura suddenly emanated from the white bone essence, and Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but shudder.

Just when Zhang Xiao was depressed by this cold breath and had difficulty breathing, Bai Gujing suddenly stood up, walked towards the bedside table next to the embroidery bed, and picked up the scale rod on the bedside table.

"The villagers all said that Bai Jingjing was an ominous person, a demon, and the boy was killed by Bai Jingjing. The villagers hung Bai Jingjing upside down on the edge of the cliff, allowing the wind to ravage, the scorching sun to scorch, and the birds to peck at her. Bai Jingjing had resentment in her heart, and refused to return to the underworld after death, Bai Jingjing stayed quietly on the edge of the cliff, silently watching the grave of the young man, year after year, until the rope that bound her rotted and broke. ”

The white bone spirit handed the scale rod towards Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan's attention was completely attracted by the story told by the white bone spirit, and he forgot his vigilance and vigilance, so he subconsciously took over the weighing rod.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan took the weighing rod, Bai Gujing immediately returned to the embroidery bed and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Bai Jingjing in the story is me, and you are the reincarnation of a young man. Zhang Xiaofan, I hope to renew the relationship with you, now, immediately pick up the red hijab, and then have a glass of wine with me, okay? ”

The tone of Bai Gujing's speech was no longer domineering before, but looked a little pitiful, as if she was begging Zhang Xiaofan to agree to her request, and seemed to be afraid that Zhang Xiaofan would refuse sternly.

Listening to the words of the white bone spirit, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but feel sympathy and pity for the white bone spirit.

Hanging alive on the cliff, let the wind destroy, the scorching sun, the birds peck, this is really terrifying, this kind of thing, just think about it, it's creepy,

Zhang Xiaofan's heart was touched, Zhang Xiaofan subconsciously wanted to provoke the red hijab of the white bone spirit, but when the scale rod touched the red hijab, Zhang Xiaofan quickly retracted.

"White Bone Spirit, your treacherous cunning is clear to anyone, how do I know if what you say is a lie? If I am the reincarnation of a teenager, my previous life, Tang Sanzang, will naturally also be the reincarnation of a teenager. When Tang Sanzang was studying scriptures in the West, why did you eat his meat? ”

According to the timeline, the boy was reincarnated as Tang Sanzang, and then Tang Sanzang was reincarnated as Zhang Xiaofan. If what the White Bone Spirit said was true, then she would definitely not have the idea of eating Tang monk's meat.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaofan immediately became suspicious in his heart.

"Zhang Xiaofan, you are really stupid! If I don't declare to the public that my purpose is to eat Tang Sanzang, then how can I justifiably keep Tang Sanzang by my side? If everyone thinks that Tang Sanzang was eaten by me, then the matter of learning scriptures from the West Heaven will be forgotten by people. Can't you figure out such a simple truth? ”

After listening to Bai Gujing's explanation, Zhang Xiaofan nodded subconsciously.

If everyone thought that Tang Sanzang was eaten by the White Bone Spirit, then the White Bone Spirit could completely rely on his ever-changing ability and superhuman scheming to take Tang Sanzang to hide in a place that no one knew.

Just when Zhang Xiaofan wanted to continue to say something, the earth suddenly began to shake violently, and at the same time, the light of the City of Bones suddenly more than doubled.