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

Wang Hui began to regret it. She shouldn't have provoked this woman. She was wrong. "Ningning, Mom was wrong. You are Ningning."

Xiong Bufan, satisfied, picked her up and put her on the balcony. He straightened her collar and said kindly, "I've become like this because of you. If it weren't for you, Wang Ningning would have had a great life."

"I am your mother, I gave birth to you."

Xiong Bufan didn't refute, and said directly, "I'm your father, I raised you."

"Go find a good man to marry. Jing Rongxiu is unreliable anyway; she'll just be a good match for my dowry. You know, I'm doing this for your own good."

It's unclear what words angered Wang Hui, but she shouted angrily, "I'm your mother, everything I do is for your own good."

Without hesitation, Xiong Bufan slapped her across the face, and then slapped the other side for symmetry. Wang Hui's face quickly swelled up.

For some unknown reason, Xiong Bufan grabbed Wang Hui by the neck and forced her to the ground, repeatedly banging her head against the ground.

Kongkong sighed, "Never mess with Xiong Bufan. If someone hurts her, she'll get revenge on the spot. But if she doesn't, Xiong Bufan will beat that person up every time he thinks about it, as if he's collecting interest from that incident."

The only way to escape retribution is death, though the possibility of Xiong Bufan digging up the grave cannot be ruled out.

Wang Hui was firmly suppressed and had no ability to resist. The cold wind was still howling outside the window, and she was crying inside the room.

The noise inside finally woke Pengpeng. He rubbed his eyes, turned on the bedside lamp, put on his shoes, and slowly got out of bed. He went to Wang Hui's room and knocked on the door. "Grandma, Grandma, are you alright?"

Hearing the noise outside the door, Xiong Bufan touched the money in his pocket, slowly let go, and then climbed down through the window again.

Wang Hui looked up and saw that no one was around. A great panic rose in her heart. "Ningning, Ningning," Wang Ningning, don't die! Although she was unfilial, she was still her daughter.

Kongkong: Now you know Wang Ningning is your daughter? Where were you before?

Humans are all base.

Xiong Bufan strolled back. There were groups of people setting off fireworks late into the night on the street, and others burning paper money for their deceased relatives. Although it was the early hours of the morning, it was a lively scene.

Kongkong: "Bufan, I have good news for you,"

Xiong Bufan occasionally picked up a few offerings from the street and put them in his mouth. "What news?"

Kongkong said excitedly, "Bufan, we won't have to use the quick transmigration feature anymore soon."

"When?"

"It will be soon. Your blessings now are very similar to those of the gods."

Xiong Bufan stopped and looked around at the dim lights. Kongkong thought Xiong Bufan was homesick and was about to comfort her.

Then Xiong Bufan said, "Do I need to ask Gao Xuan for money again? Because paying New Year's visits is one thing, and giving blessings is another. She has to give money."

Or how about we go out on the street to give blessings to people, and then they give me money?

Kongkong: "Uh, no, you should focus on your cultivation."

"Oh."

Kongkong couldn't understand why Xiong Bufan was so obsessed with making money. They had only wanted to become immortals in the first place, and what they needed was food, not money.

While they were talking, Xiong Bufan had already arrived downstairs at Gao Xuan's house. The door wasn't locked yet. Xiong Bufan strolled back and saw the two people who should have been asleep still sitting in the living room, with Liu Fugui taking selfies with his phone.

When Gao Xuan saw Xiong Bufan return, she said hesitantly, "Ningning, can you do us a favor?"

Xiong Bufan just wanted to go back and rest, and refused, saying, "No."

"Ningning, Lao Liu is disappearing tomorrow, and all the photo studios are closed now. Could you take a picture of us together? I'm begging you." Gao Xuan looked at Xiong Bufan pleadingly.

Xiong Bufan stopped and asked in confusion, "Who said it was only one day? It's clearly three days." No matter what, she was a high-level Taoist priest, and she used plenty of spiritual power when drawing the talisman, so there was no way the number of days would be reduced.

"Three days?"

Liu Fugui was even more excited than Gao Xuan, "Ningning, can I see the sunlight?"

Ghosts can't be exposed to sunlight. Xiong Bufan looked at him like he was an idiot. "No, if you want to live a few more days, stay away from the sunlight."

Gao Xuan: "We'll do whatever Ningning says. We won't see the sunlight."

"Um"

Xiong Bufan went back to her room to rest; she was exhausted after that night.

After learning that Liu Fugui couldn't be exposed to sunlight, Gao Xuan started tidying up the house. She drew the curtains where there were any and used cardboard to block the glass where there were no curtains. She wouldn't let Liu Fugui disappear again.

Liu Fugui joined in to help, standing on a stool to block the glass on the upper floor as well.

When Xiong Bufan woke up the next day, he saw that the room was dark and thought it was still dark. He found something to eat and went back to bed. He didn't wake up until night.

Xiong Bufan slept like this until the evening of the second day of the Lunar New Year. She hadn't eaten enough in the past two days because she wanted to sleep.

Gao Xuan hesitated before knocking on the door because she hadn't seen Xiong Bufan come out for two days and was afraid something might have happened.

Xiong Bufan opened the door, and the two faced each other. Xiong Bufan asked, "What's up?"

"It's nothing. I noticed you haven't come out for two days and I was wondering if anything had happened?"

"I'm fine, I'm hungry, is there anything to eat? I've only slept for one day, and it's still dark, and you haven't even woken me up."

Gao Xuan didn't know what to say, so she just called out to the kitchen, "Old Liu, hurry up, Ningning is hungry."

"Okay, okay, the last dish, Four Happiness Meatballs, will be ready soon."

Xiong Bufan didn't dwell on Gao Xuan ignoring him. He simply strolled over to the dining table, sat down, and started eating by himself.

Gao Xuan gently sat down next to Xiong Bufan and put some food on his plate, saying, "Ningning, eat more."

"Ah."

Liu Fugui is going to disappear tonight, and the two of them will be separated again. After spending three days together, Gao Xuan can hardly bear to be separated again. She is reluctant to part.

Gao Xuan: "Ningning, how many of those talismans do you have left?"

Liu Fugui heard this voice as soon as he came out, and said sternly, "Comrade Gao Xuan, please be clear about what you are doing?"

Everything comes at a price, especially something like a ghost appearing in the open. He was already very content to have spent three days with Xuanxuan.

Gao Xuan's expression turned cold, and she said to Liu Fugui, "What do you know? I'm talking to Ningning."

With food stuffed in his mouth, Xiong Bufan mumbled to the two men, "Let's fight, let's fight." This was typical of someone who loved watching a good show.

Gao Xuan was stunned for a moment, then her voice trembled with tears, "I just can't bear to part with you, is that wrong?"

I've had enough of the days without you.

Liu Fugui: "Xuanxuan, I know, but you're making things difficult for me. Besides, everyone has to pay a price for their actions."

Upon hearing this, Gao Xuan lowered her head and began to cry.