Let's just drift through life together in this quick transmigration story.

After the female ghost was left lying in one place, she transformed into human form, but her figure became faint. She turned around and fled back into the painting, becoming the beautiful woman. Xiong Bufan was not in a hurry. He slowly got out of bed and climbed onto the cabinet to sit.

Xiong Bufan: "Speak, who sent you to kill me? If you don't talk, I'll burn you to death." As he spoke, Xiong Bufan took a match from the matchbox and struck it lightly, a spark flying from the small wooden stick.

Silence was all that Xiong Bufan received, but the scent didn't lie. Xiong Bufan had just smelled it; the strange smell was coming from the female ghost, and the scent hadn't dissipated yet.

Without any new kindling, the match quickly went out. Xiong Bufan yawned, reached into the painting, grabbed the female ghost by the neck, and pulled her out, saying viciously, "I'm asking you a question, are you mute?"

The female ghost had a gloomy face and didn't say a word. Her fingernails slowly grew longer and longer. After reaching a certain length, she directly stabbed at Xiong Bufan, but Xiong Bufan broke them off. "You're such a grown man, and you still have such long fingernails. They're full of mud and filthy."

"I'll trim your nails for you, no need to thank me too much."

The fingernail turned into smoke and disappeared on the spot after it hit the ground.

The female ghost's form seemed to fade again, but she still didn't speak. Xiong Bufan slapped the female ghost across the face, "Are you mute? Speak."

"Could you please not hit me? You're a young lady, you should be more elegant."

Xiong Bufan never expected to be lectured by a female ghost at such a young age, and slapped her again, "What's it to you? Hurry up and tell me who wants to harm me, or I'll eat you up."

The female ghost said, "He's my boss. Go find him, don't look for me."

Xiong Bufan said disdainfully to this spineless female ghost, "I despise you."

Even a three-year-old child in Da Cai Zhai wouldn't easily betray their companion when faced with danger.

The female ghost silently rolled her eyes. It was only because she couldn't beat this strange child that she was able to defeat her; otherwise, she would have definitely shown her what she was capable of.

Despite his disdain, Xiong Bufan still carried the female ghost and tiptoed out of the house and into the yard, carefully avoiding the big yellow dog he kept in the yard.

They finally escaped, only to find that Xiong Bufan was in a village where the slightest disturbance would trigger a chorus of barking dogs.

Xiong Bufan was furious. She only wanted revenge, so why did she have to attract so much attention? She tightened her grip on the female ghost's neck, stuffed the ghost into her pocket, and ran in the direction the female ghost indicated.

The female ghost was in unbearable pain; why was she the only one who was injured?

A handsome man dressed in ancient costume is tenderly embracing a girl. If you look closely, you will find that the girl in the man's arms looks somewhat like Xiong Bufan.

The girl, nestled in the man's arms, said fearfully, "Ah Liang, my sister saw what we were doing. What will I do if my father finds out?" (In some northern regions, the father is referred to as "Da" in Chinese.)

Wang Youliang hugged the woman tightly and said, "It's okay, I will work hard to prove myself to them. I will definitely marry you."

The girl nodded shyly, "Yes, I knew Ah Liang was the best."

"Don't worry." After saying that, Wang Youliang kissed the girl's lips, and the girl returned the kiss passionately.

The two began to rustle and undress, knowing they had to take the girl back before dawn and then not see each other for another day, so they cherished their time together all the more.

Xiong Bufan had already run to a mountain, pulled the female ghost out of his pocket, and asked, "Which way are we going?"

The female ghost pointed in a direction, and Xiong Bufan quickly led her there.

Their king would not let this child go. The closer they got to their lair, the more expectant the female ghost became. She could almost see her king tearing the child to pieces.

The surrounding environment grew increasingly eerie. Before long, Xiong Bufan arrived at an ancient house. To be honest, this house was much simpler than Xiong Bufan's princess residence, but it seemed even more sinister.

The female ghost said, "This is it. Our king is right here."

Xiong Bufan crumpled the female ghost into a ball and put it in his pocket, then pushed open the door of the house and went inside.

Upon seeing a stranger, the ghosts in the house pounced on him like dogs seeing excrement. Living people are a great tonic for vengeful ghosts. Before Xiong Bufan could say anything, they began to discuss who Xiong Bufan belonged to. The king only wanted his living soul, and they could share the rest. "This little girl is mine. She has delicate skin and tender flesh. I haven't eaten human flesh in a long time."

Why should you get any? Whoever grabs it first gets to keep it.

"That's right, whoever grabs it gets to keep it."

This was the first time Xiong Bufan had been discussed in person, and he said in a sinister tone, "I wish I could eat you all."

According to ancient records, Master Su raised a demon cultivator and fed him demon pills and ghost pills. The demon cultivator cultivated into human form in less than a hundred years. Xiong Bufan wanted to try it out and see if he could also cultivate into human form within a hundred years if he ate ghost pills.

The ghosts laughed at Xiong Bufan's words, "Hahaha, we've heard of ghosts eating people, but we've never heard of people eating ghosts. This girl must be crazy."

"Hahaha, I think he's not thinking straight."

"Ha ha ha ha"

The female ghost in Xiong Bufan's pocket trembled, afraid that what Xiong Bufan said was true, and she didn't want to be the first to be eaten.

"Kongkong, killing ghosts doesn't count as committing a sin, does it?"

Kongkong flipped through the small notebook in his hand and said, "Theoretically, it doesn't count, but don't worry, I'll give you the knife."

"it is good."

With a thought, Xiong Bufan conjured a horizontal sword in his hand, and gripped it with both hands as he slashed at the ghosts.

The sword was not sharpened, and ordinary knives could not harm them at all, so the ghosts were not afraid and were still mocking Xiong Bufan. Unfortunately, Xiong Bufan was not afraid, which deprived them of a lot of fun.

Fear is the best seasoning for food. The ghosts love to slowly toy with their prey and let them die in terror. So, they didn't attack Xiong Bufan directly at first, but instead kept mocking and intimidating him.

This gave Xiong Bufan an opportunity. So when Xiong Bufan rushed over, they hadn't even had time to react before they were sent away by Xiong Bufan, completely annihilated, without even a trace left.

It was too late for the ghosts to run away; they were all wiped out by Xiong Bufan. Only the female ghost from before remained, trembling in Xiong Bufan's pocket, hiding her body.

Anything given by Heaven, no matter how ordinary, is not a mortal item. It's just that the origin of this horizontal sword is unknown.