Quick Transmigration: Leisure

Duanshufang

Although the storyteller told the story in a disjointed manner, he had successfully aroused everyone's curiosity.

That's decades of skill! It can not only scare children to tears, but also charm a group of young people who have studied hard for years.

Xia Youmi could guess that there must have been artistic embellishment by the storyteller.

She herself couldn't remember the past, let alone piece it together.

Xia Youmi picked up her teacup, took a sip, and even had the leisure to exclaim, "It's so much better in human form! I can taste all the delicious food in the world! I couldn't do any of this in my skeletal form."

Anyway, if you drink it in front, it will leak in the back.

Feeling warm in my stomach, I felt more at ease listening to the storyteller's tale.

"The scholar frantically inquired and learned from the landlord's wife that his daughter had contracted a strange illness. A Taoist priest said that only by finding someone to replace all her blood could she be saved. Their family didn't have the guts to kill anyone, so they asked around the area if anyone was willing to do it."

"The lady also praised you, saying that it was because your parents voluntarily sacrificed their blood to support your studies for the imperial examination that you were able to pass with flying colors!"

Upon hearing this, the scholar was utterly shocked! He immediately coughed up blood!

The gentleman on stage was speaking when he took a sip of tea and sprayed it towards the back of the stage.

It successfully drew applause.

For some reason, the tea stains on the white cloth actually appeared red under the light, giving it a somewhat eerie look.

Now, many people started rubbing their hands together, feeling a bit chilly.

"Cough cough, the scholar coughed up blood, which greatly alarmed the landlady. She said as if she had gone mad that her own daughter had also coughed up blood in the same way and then stopped breathing."

"Poor lady, she only learned at her daughter's funeral that her illness shouldn't have been treated with a blood transfusion, but rather with bloodletting. By having someone else's blood enter her daughter's body, she will likely never be able to be reborn as a living, breathing person!"

"Sir, I know! That white bone demon is their daughter!" The young master was beaming with pride, clearly bold and used to listening to stories of spirits and monsters, and was able to quickly deduce the rest of the plot.

Xia Youmi nodded, having basically figured out the outcome.

Whether the White Bone Demon was that young lady or not, no one knows. However, when the later generations buried the landlord and his wife, they unexpectedly discovered that the young lady's tomb had disappeared.

"ah!"

"What about that scholar? How did he get there?"

"Yes! Stealing fragrance and jade! Why don't you tell us!" The audience was clearly more interested in the important plot points that followed, but the storyteller kept dawdling and starting from their past lives, which made them really itching to hear more.

Xia Youmi observed the scholars present. A large portion of them were dressed in the same uniform and appeared to come from the same academy.

They addressed each other as senior brother and junior brother.

It has also subtly split into several factions.

Among them, the one who was shouting about stealing kisses and jade was clearly a young master, surrounded by a group of classmates who echoed him, and a waiter waiting to refill his tea at any time.

Some of them had even washed their college uniforms until they were faded and looked ill-fitting, but their eyes were clear and they listened attentively, as if they really cherished this gathering.

Considering the tea fee at this teahouse, it's not surprising; it's likely that someone is organizing some kind of event.

Or perhaps they received some kind of reward, which gave them the opportunity.

They serve the same tea and snacks everywhere, like a standard set meal, with nothing extra.

But the young master's side was different; he had extra fruit and snacks, piling them high on the tea table.

Finally, in a corner.

There were a few with extraordinary bearing; they were neither as flamboyant as young masters nor as reserved as impoverished scholars.

They were writing something with their heads down, exchanging ideas, their minds not on the storytelling. Their uniforms, though identical, were embroidered with different lines, making them stand out.

There were a few people sleeping scattered around inside, but their features were not discernible.

Xia Youmi seemed to have mistakenly entered the school. If it weren't for her reserved temperament and lack of attention, coupled with the explosive content of today's lecture, she probably would have caused some chaos long ago.

The storyteller was very pleased with himself. The more excited and dissatisfied the audience became, the more he felt that the timing was right.

Then, he continued to show off.

Xia Youmi extracted the story outline from the foreshadowing in each and every sentence.

The money the scholar used to study was earned by his parents selling their blood. However, this blood transfusion not only prevented the young lady from being saved, but also affected her reincarnation, forcing her to become a skeleton demon.

The scholar committed suicide after learning the truth.

The white bone demon loved coffins, and the first coffin he ever encountered was one that the villagers kindly provided for the scholar.

According to storytellers, the cultivation of the White Bone Sect requires the participation of others within the sect.

However, whether it was the lingering obsession of the other party's parents or "love at first sight" for the handsome scholar, this first time completely captivated the White Bone Demon. She awakened her own consciousness, solely to save this poor soul.

In order to allow this person's soul to be reincarnated with his memories.

The white bone demon kept going to the coffins of various households to cultivate.

She also specifically targeted scholars; those who were talented, diligent, and wealthy were her targets.

Whenever the spiritual energy cultivated in such a coffin is given back to the scholar by the Bone Demon.

The ritual implements were firmly placed on the other person's hand bones, which were used for writing.

In this way, all the spiritual energy can be transferred to him.

Yes, but that's not enough.

She cultivated for hundreds of years! But she still hadn't waited for him.

And so, the story of stealing fragrance and jade finally began!

The white bone demon came up with a solution. It turned out that as long as she cultivated in the coffin with someone by her side, it wouldn't necessarily be effective until the other person passed away.

She started climbing over the wall repeatedly.

She captured many young noblemen and had them lie in the coffin with her, all to increase her power.

Occasionally, when a young master couldn't hold on any longer, she would let him go home and then grab the next one.

During her cultivation, the white bone demon was able to transform into a beautiful and pure woman.

Many scholars, not being arrested for the first time, had long since fallen in love with that enchantress!

However, the White Bone Demon only cared about the scholar.

Even some young noblemen who were willing to open a coffin shop for her and support her for life, only asking for a lifetime of love, could not win the White Bone Demon's pity.

These words struck a chord with everyone present.

Everyone was filled with regret, wishing they could also meet this devoted demon!

However, a thousand years later, the White Bone Demon finally awaited the reincarnation of the scholar, but the scholar did not carry his complete memories.

I felt pity for her appearance, but also a sense of weariness.

The white-boned demon began to reflect, realizing that she was no longer worthy of the scholar, having been tainted by too much filth over the years.

But this scholar in this life also didn't have a good background.

He had to be extremely frugal with every penny he had, devoting everything he had to his studies.

The white-boned demon then began to save money for him to take the imperial examination. Unfortunately, she was shallow and could only think of selling herself to bury her father.

He stole someone's coffin and sold the corpse on the spot.

The money he received, however, was not accepted by the scholar.

Their love was intertwined with shame, indignation, sorrow, and subtlety.

finally,

The man achieved the highest rank in the imperial examination and gained the favor of a true noblewoman, but he forgot her and the white-boned demon who loved him.

But the skeleton was very happy, because his wish had come true.

That would make it all worthwhile.

Xia Youmi really couldn't stand it anymore, her mind filled with endless black lines. This was simply the ultimate fantasy of a scholar!