Tang Song nodded, puzzled: "Then what's the matter with this food? The poor monks seem to be hungry for a long time, why don't they dare to eat anything? Could it be that Lady White Bone has poisoned all the food?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "It's no different from poisoning, after the White Bone Lady arrived, in addition to changing the name of this place to the White Bone Village, she also issued an order, ordering all people living in the White Bone Village, whether men, women or children, poor or rich, not to eat at will, only when the White Bone Lady ordered, can you eat something in the village." ”

Tang Song frowned, how could this white bone spirit still have such a bad taste? Could it be that he had a bunch of bones on his body and no two taels of meat, so he couldn't see that other people had meat on them?

This method of torture is comparable to torture, it is truly outrageous, and the taste of hunger can only be known if you have experienced it firsthand, what kind of painful feeling it is.

"It's been two days since the last meal, and those of us haven't eaten anything in the past two days except for water. "The old man has no strength to say.

"This is a common thing, and once I was hungry for five days, and more than 10 people died of starvation in the village. A villager next to him interjected.

"It's been a full year like this, and I don't know when it's going to end. One said in frustration.

"I'm afraid that only when the people in this village die, the monster will give up. The other said coldly.

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"But the poor monk sees that you all have food reserves at home, why don't you eat some secretly, presumably no matter how powerful the White Bone Lady is, she can't watch you all the time!" Tang Song frowned.

"Stealing?"

The old man laughed miserably, "That monster has great powers, and any wind and grass in the village can't hide from her, and at the beginning, there were many bold people in the village who had eaten secretly, but they were all discovered by the monster immediately." ”

"What will happen if the monster discovers?" asked Sun Wukong curiously.

"What else? I must have been eaten by that monster!" Zhu Bajie interjected.

"If only I had eaten it. ”

The old man sighed deeply, "That monster doesn't know what kind of magic trick to perform, as long as someone steals food and is found by her, it will be refined into a skeleton, and become a human and a ghost, and will never be able to enter reincarnation." ”

"Even suicide can't escape the doom, that monster can hook your soul, seal it on the bones, and be controlled by her forever. If it weren't for that, my old bones would have lived enough, so why should I still live here!"

"Could it be that those who starved to death could enter reincarnation?" Tang Song was puzzled.

"For now, it seems so. The old man nodded.

Tang Song's face was heavy, and he frowned: "Then speaking, the purpose of that white bone spirit is clearly to torture you to death, this kind of hatred may not be explained by one nature, there must be something else in it." ”

The old man's face was a little ugly, he coughed twice for a long time, and said with a dead face: "This is all the evil that was created back then!"

The faces of everyone present were a little ugly when they heard this, and they all shouted: "It's all in the past, why are you mentioning it?" And this is also our own speculation, and no one can tell whether it is true or false. ”

The old man slammed the cane in his hand and scolded: "Who else could it be if it wasn't her?

Everyone was speechless and bowed their heads silently.

Tang Song raised his eyebrows lightly, and asked with interest: "Is there anything hidden in this?"

The old man sighed, his eyes gradually blurred, and he seemed to fall into a memory: "I remember that ten years ago, there was a woman named Hanxiang who came to our place, with a long flower and moon appearance, she was simply a fairy in the world, but at that time she seemed to be in very bad health, and she barely recovered after several months of raising her here. ”

At that time, the village chief of Baihu Village fell in love with Hanxiang and wanted to forcibly occupy it, but how could Hanxiang agree, so he had to die and was forced to die, and finally was locked up in a firewood room by the angry village chief's family, and threatened not to give her food for a day if he did not agree, but Hanxiang was also stubborn and refused to beg for mercy, which was enough after seven days and seven nights, the village chief's family opened the firewood door, but they were shocked to see that the Hanxiang inside had turned into a pile of white bones。 The old man also said with a shocked face.

In just seven days, how could a delicate beauty become a pile of white bones? This is simply a fantasy, so the people in the village have said that this woman is probably not a living person, but a ghost, specially here to seduce men, thanks to the village chief's family found out in time, this was saved from the catastrophe in the village. ”

At that time, everyone believed it to be true, so they casually threw the white bone down the mountain, but within a few days, the villagers who came down the mountain found that the white bone was gone, and we didn't care, we only thought that it was taken away by some wild beast, and no one mentioned it again and gradually forgot about it. ”

"Until a year ago. ”

The old man looked frightened, "That day, the old man remembers clearly, a huge skeleton suddenly fell from the sky, claiming to be Mrs. White Bone, and refining the village chief's family into white bones in front of us, and no one dared to resist after that." ”

"I see. Tang Song nodded after listening, sure enough, it was the cycle of karma that was unhappy, the woman was forced to death by the village chief's family, and everyone in the White Tiger Village ignored it, and finally framed people as ghosts and threw their corpses into the wilderness for peace of mind, which caused today's tragedy.

But—

The story is well told, but it's also too, and there are too many loopholes.

According to the old man, the white bone essence is full of more than ten years of Taoism, which is seriously inconsistent with its strength, although the white bone spirit in the original book is not very capable, but the practice of corpse transformation Dafa, proficient in the art of change, and definitely can afford the title of big demon, definitely not a little guy who has practiced for more than ten years.

And relying on resentment to transform into shape, isn't this the path that only those powerful ghosts have taken? Could it be that you wore red clothes by mistake when you died? Why are you still playing with demons and ghosts when you have nothing to do? Isn't this trend all over, blindly following the wind!

And in all fairness, although the woman in this story has a miserable background, the resentment generated is not so terrifying, if just this kind of tragedy can create a monster with the strength of the White Bone Lady out of thin air, then the world has long been ruled by monsters, so what else do those immortals cultivate?

"Wukong, what do you think?" Tang Song asked, looking at the monkey.

"Although he is full of resentment, but it will never reach this level, and this is not a place of nine yin, even if he hides a corpse for thousands of years, there will never be any decent monsters, unless this girl has mana before, it is possible to rely on resentment or others to ignite and condense the demon body. And seven days turned into dry bones, Lao Sun sounded more like a failure to survive the three disasters. Sun Wukong said.

"Yes, all the limbs are rotten and the five organs are turned into ashes, and the flesh and bones are sparse and their bodies are self-extricating, which is the manifestation of the three disasters that have not passed. Zhu Bajie also nodded in agreement.

"In this way, this White Bone Lady was still a person who had achieved cultivation during her lifetime. Tang Song muttered to himself.