"Crunch—"

At this moment, the door of a wooden house on the side suddenly opened, making a soft sound, especially clear on the quiet street, Tang Song was startled, and subconsciously hugged the strong arm of Sun Wukong beside him. Looking at the monkey's disgusted look, Tang Song smiled awkwardly, hurriedly let go of his hands, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, why are you making three dozen white bone spirits The atmosphere on the set is so terrifying!

Tang Song turned his head to look, only to see the wooden door slowly open, and a thin and withered figure walked out of it.

"You ...... Ahem, who is it?" the visitor asked.

As the person slowly walked out of the shadows, Tang Song couldn't help but gasp, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and screamed out with a white bone lady.

I saw a gray-haired old woman coming out of the door, her head was full of dry and messy white hair curled together, her face was full of furrow-like wrinkles like cracked earth, her cloudy eyes were dull, and she looked at a few people numbly, but she saw Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and Sha Wujing, and there was no wave in her eyes.

The body was clumsy, almost bent into a prawn, and the withered body was wrapped under the black robe, and the exposed place was almost skin and bone, as if it had just crawled out of the grave, as if a gentle breeze could blow it into powder.

Tang Song swallowed his saliva, this-could it be the famous Mrs. White Bone?

Is there a mistake! The poor monk didn't expect you to look like the charming and seductive Bai Jingjing in the Journey to the West, nor did he expect you to look like the innocent and lovely Lin Yun, but you can have a version of Gong Li that still has charm, what's the matter with an old lady who is no different from a ghost?

"A living person, not a monster. ”

Sun Wukong looked at it for a moment, then opened his fiery eyes and looked at it, but he frowned and said.

"Living?"

Several people were shocked, the corners of Tang Song's eyes twitched twice, he looked at Sun Wukong in disbelief, and hesitated: "Wukong, you are not mistaken, right?"

Sun Wukong snorted coldly and gave Tang Song a little look that you have experienced.

In fact, it is not surprising that Tang Song doubted, which living person could be like this? Almost all of them already smelled of decay, and the thin ones were not much stronger than the hungry ghosts in hell.

"You ...... Who is it?"

Seeing Tang Song and the others looking at each other, and no one answered, the old woman couldn't help but ask again, and after just saying a few words, she was already tired and out of breath, and it seemed that she would faint at any time.

Tang Song hurriedly took two steps forward, and since he had passed the security check of the monkey, Tang Song was no longer suspicious, and hurriedly said: "The poor monk is a monk who went to the West Heaven to learn scriptures, dare to ask the old benefactor, what is this place?"

The old woman raised her head weakly, stared at Tang Song with cloudy eyes, took two deep breaths, and said with difficulty: "Hurry up...... Get out of here, or you'll be discovered by that monster and you'll never be able to leave again!"

"Monster, but the White Bone Lady?" Tang Song raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a smile, sure enough, when he arrived at the territory of the White Bone Spirit, it really didn't take any effort to get there.

"Elder...... I've also heard of Lady Bones...... The old woman asked in surprise, her chest panting like a bellows, making Tang Song very worried that it would stop the next moment.

As soon as Tang Song was about to speak, he saw another person walking out of the door, but it was a trembling old man, with the same skinny body, the same withered body, looking at Tang Song and said: "Don't talk anymore, get out of here quickly, if you don't want to become like us, just leave this White Tiger Ridge quickly!"

"What does this mean?" Tang Song frowned, his heart became more and more strange, and he was about to ask a question, when he saw the doors of each room opening one after another, and dozens of people slowly walked out of it.

"Are there outsiders again?"

"Let's go! It's too late to be discovered by that monster, but it's too late to leave. ”

"I'm afraid it's too late, that Lady of the White Bone has great powers, maybe she has already noticed it. ”

"Alas, another poor man. ”

......

Tang Song looked at the people who walked out one after another, and after looking carefully, his face became more and more cloudy, these people, regardless of men, women, old and young, have a common characteristic, that is, just like the old woman just now, they are all yellow and thin, with a skinny appearance, with numbness and despair in their eyes, like a residual candle in the wind, which will be extinguished at any time.

"It's-"

It was Sun Wukong who felt strange how the people in this village were like this, as if they had been hungry for an unknown amount of time.

"I can't help it! I want to eat!" At that moment, suddenly a thin man like a bamboo pole suddenly screamed, his eyes were red, and he staggered back into the house.

"I can't take it anymore! I'm going to eat too!" another thin woman like a hungry ghost crouched on the ground, pulling her hair in pain, and screaming vigorously.

"Mom, I'm hungry, isn't it time to eat yet?" asked a little girl who looked like she was only six or seven years old, looking up with her head tilted, her little face that should have been carved in pink was a miserable gray, as thin as a tattered rag doll.

"Yaya, just endure tonight, and you can eat at dawn tomorrow. The woman next to the little girl wiped her tears and choked up, the little girl nodded sensibly, and said pitifully: "Mom, don't cry, the girl will hold back, and she won't eat secretly." ”

Tang Song blinked, his face was inexplicable, what was wrong?

At this time, the man who was as thin as a bamboo pole had been forcibly pulled out by several people, and the man kept struggling, holding several large pieces of tempting bacon in his arms.

Looking at the bacon in the man's arms, everyone present swallowed saliva in unison, the tip of their noses moved slightly, and licked their dry lips, but in the end they gritted their teeth and turned their heads away, not daring to look at it again.

"Aren't you all hungry? I've had enough of living this kind of ghost life every day, I'm so hungry, I can't hold on anymore!" the man cried like a child.

The old man in front of Tang Song walked out tremblingly, beat the bacon in the man's arms to the ground with the crutches in his hand, and said with a rough breath: "Something that has no interest! If you also want to become that kind of ghost thing that is not dead or alive, you can just eat it!"

Hearing the old man say that he had become an immortal ghost, the people who were still a little moved were also frightened, and they retreated one after another, and the man who was as thin as a bamboo pole also stopped crying, looked at the bacon on the ground in a daze, and suddenly got up and stomped on it fiercely.

"What the hell is going on?" Tang Song asked with a strange expression as he looked at the old man.

The old man slowly sat on the ground, took a few big breaths, and then sighed and said: "The elder doesn't know, our place was not originally called White Bone Village, but White Tiger Village, but only because the White Bone Lady changed its name here." ”