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

Xiong Bufan was like a child who had received a new toy, having long forgotten the original reason for coming to the house. He excitedly wielded his sword and slashed everywhere. In no time, the house was filled with spirits running around, making it extremely lively.

The more Xiong Bufan used the horizontal sword, the more adept he became at it. Monsters and ghosts that ordinary tools couldn't harm were all chopped to dust by Xiong Bufan.

With so many things dying, Kongkong was afraid that Xiong Bufan would commit atrocities, killing innocent demons and ghosts. So every time Xiong Bufan killed a spirit or ghost, Kongkong would diligently check the book given to him by the Heavenly Dao. As a result, he found that these things that Xiong Bufan killed had more or less been tainted by several human lives.

Needless to say, there are ghosts. Take, for example, the willow tree in the yard that Xiong Bufan chased and chopped down. Ten years ago, it drained a person's life force, turning that person into a dried corpse. Five years ago, it accidentally strangled a middle-aged man and devoured his soul. That man was the original owner's grandfather. He was subdued by the house's owner in the last three years, but he still frequently eats people to consolidate his cultivation...

The more Kongkong looked at Xiong Bufan's fair face, the darker it became, with a small crescent moon appearing and disappearing on his forehead. So he was the modern-day Bao Zheng, who didn't let any evil go unpunished... Kongkong began to daydream, but he had never heard of Bao Zheng being a woman. He should probably read less storybooks; his imagination was getting richer and richer.

The more Xiong Bufan used the horizontal sword, the more he realized how valuable it was. However, the house was in complete disarray after Xiong Bufan chopped it down. The willow tree was cut into pieces, and the well was blocked by Xiong Bufan. Thinking that the things in the house were probably worth a lot of money, Xiong Bufan put away the horizontal sword and ran away, afraid that the owner would come out and make her pay compensation.

Even though Xiong Bufan had amassed a lot of wealth in the last world and become very rich, he still didn't want to waste a single copper coin.

Xiong Bufan returned the way she came, having long forgotten why she had gone up the mountain in the first place. All she wanted now was to go back and get some sleep; she was exhausted after that night.

The female ghost trembled as she hid in Xiong Bufan's pocket. She had just witnessed it; even a vengeful ghost that had cultivated for a hundred years in the mansion couldn't withstand a single blow from her. How much less could she, a new ghost who had been dead for ten years, possibly survive? She'd better stay put and find a chance to escape.

The village dogs barked incessantly, but fortunately, Xiong Bufan ran fast enough and was not caught by them.

Back in the familiar place, Xiong Bufan lay down on the bed and fell asleep immediately. It was a tiring yet joyful night. Xiong Bufan turned over and fell into a deep sleep.

Hearing the even breathing outside, the female ghost slowly peeked out and found that the ferocious child was already asleep. She breathed a sigh of relief. If she were asked to come out, she wouldn't dare. Heaven knows how much courage it took for her to come out of the painting.

When the first rooster crowed, presumably the child was already fast asleep, the female ghost transformed into a wisp of white smoke and drifted out of Xiong Bufan's pocket, finally running back into the painting.

Kong Kong's scream exploded in Xiong Bufan's mind, "Bufan, wake up! We forgot something."

Xiong Bufan muttered, "Let's talk about it later, I'm really sleepy."

Kongkong: "Regarding the mission, I have never transferred the original owner's memories to you."

Upon hearing that it was a mission, Xiong Bufan opened his eyes and forced himself to speak, saying, "Receive the memories."

The old woman outside heard Xiong Bufan muttering and thought he was talking in his sleep. She pushed open the door, came in, covered him with a blanket, patted him, and then left the room.

After the woman left the house, Kongkong began to slowly transmit the plot of this world.

Just as Xiong Bufan guessed, the time period of this world is similar to that of Cui Di's time period, except that this world has ghosts and monsters, and they maintain a delicate balance with humans.

The original owner's name was Xu Fenghua, and she had an older sister named Xu Jiaojiao. Xu Jiaojiao was the female protagonist of this world. Under normal circumstances, the Xu family would have been led to prosperity by Xu Jiaojiao, but that didn't happen. Instead, the entire family was wiped out. Xu Fenghua left this world before she even reached adulthood, and her soul was almost devoured. This life in which Xiong Bufan possessed her was her last life.

Xiong Bufan remembered that Qiao Yujie was also a protagonist. She ascended the throne as empress, and everyone who worked hard with Qiao Yujie had a good outcome. Something was wrong with Xu Jiaojiao's matter. Xiong Bufan continued to receive memories and search for answers.

The Xu family was ruined by the presence of a beautiful wife, but the wife herself wasn't the scary part. What was truly terrifying was that the male lead was a ruthless killer. This eccentric couple brought ruin to the entire Xu family, and even the whole village was wiped out.

A few days ago, the original owner, Xu Fenghua, was watering the vegetable garden in the yard when she saw a man pulling and tugging at Xu Jiaojiao. Xu Jiaojiao seemed to be angry and was very agitated, repeatedly punching the man's chest with her fists.

Fearing that Xu Jiaojiao couldn't beat the man, Xu Fenghua grabbed a shovel from the vegetable garden entrance and rushed over to help. The man had already pulled Xu Jiaojiao into his arms and was kissing her lips like a dog. Xu Fenghua had never seen anything like this before. Ignoring the blissful expression on Xu Jiaojiao's face, she assumed the man was bullying her and immediately raised the shovel and charged over, yelling, "You filthy scoundrel, let go of my sister!"

The moment the shovel fell, it was caught in the man's hand, while he was still passionately kissing Xu Jiaojiao.

Enraged, Xu Fenghua shouted again, "Let go of my sister, or I'll *****!" and unconsciously uttered profanities.

Xu Jiaojiao only pushed the man away when she heard Xu Fenghua's voice. She looked at Xu Fenghua and the man facing off and said, "Little sister, put down the shovel."

The man gave a wicked smile, put down the shovel, and disappeared with Xu Jiaojiao.

Xu Fenghua had read many myths and monster stories. She rubbed her eyes, but Xu Jiaojiao had still disappeared. Grabbing a shovel, she quickly ran back, "Mom, my sister has been kidnapped by a monster!"

Xu's mother ran out of the house with a kitchen knife, shouting, "Whoever dares to grab my daughter, I'll kill him!" Hearing the noise, Xu's father also ran out.

“A man kidnapped my sister and disappeared in the blink of an eye.”

Xu's mother looked serious and did not question Xu Fenghua's words. Xu Fenghua was already 13 years old this year and never lied. Moreover, she had seen some messy things in the yard.

After a while, Xu's mother said, "Fenghua, you should go back to your room. You must have seen it wrong."

Xu's father also said, "Fenghua, go back. Let's pretend that nothing happened today."

Xu Fenghua said anxiously, "But my sister has been arrested. I saw it with my own eyes. We have to go and save her."

"Your mother and I will take care of your sister's matter. Go back to your room and watch the pot, lest it burn."

"it is good"

Xu Jiaojiao returned shortly after dark. Her parents did what they always did, except they killed a rooster. Xu's mother dipped the rooster's blood in her writing and drawing in the yard for a long time. After she finished, she buried the yellow paper stained with the rooster's blood in the ground.