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

With Liu Jianping and Cui Daqiang not home, the only problem for Xiong Bufan was that there was no one to deal with the prey she brought back, so she had to do it herself.

Xiong Bufan threw the wild boar on the ground, didn't boil water, and directly skinned it. He threw the meat into the pot and left the rest outside. Cui Di and Gou'er followed suit.

When will they be back?

"I don't know, but it should be soon."

Such conversations happen between Xiong Bufan and Kongkong every day. Xiong Bufan harbors great resentment towards Liu Jianping and the others for not returning home and for not having any servants.

After staying in the hospital for fifteen days, Liu Jianping brought Cui Daqiang back. Cui Daqiang is now unable to walk on his own and can only rely on the second-hand crutches that Liu Jianping bought for 10 yuan. The thought of going back to that home fills Cui Daqiang with fear.

I heard that women are emotional creatures and that they won't hit people again if they are coaxed. Moreover, it is only natural for a man to marry a wife and have a son. What's wrong with me having a son with An Qingnuan? An Qingnuan is simply crazy.

Liu Jianping helped Cui Daqiang up, saying, "Son, Mom will take good care of you and make you the same as before."

"Mom, stop talking."

When they returned, Xiong Bufan was lying on a chair. Upon seeing them, he ran over and exclaimed, "You're back! I missed you guys so much!"

Cui Daqiang started to hide behind Liu Jianping, but Xiong Bufan grabbed Liu Jianping and said, "It's good that you're back. Hurry up and cook for me, I'm starving."

Liu Jianping was about to say that Xiong Bufan had a conscience, but then he realized that she was only doing it because no one was cooking, and he wanted to see if she would spit into the pot while she was cooking. "Put me down! I'll go cook."

Xiong Bufan put Liu Jianping down, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "Hurry up, I'm very hungry." Then he went back.

Cui Di unloaded things from the oxcart. "Grandma, let's go home." Gou'er, being perceptive, gently helped Cui Daqiang so he wouldn't fall.

Cui Daqiang felt a little better. The child wasn't his own, but he would work alongside the family and take care of him, which was not bad.

After giving the money to the oxcart driver, Liu Jianping began to pack his things.

Upon hearing this, the village chief visited Cui Daqiang and Liu Jianping that very day. He secretly gestured a couple of times in Liu Jianping's hand. Liu Jianping rolled his eyes inwardly. Daqiang was already in such a state, and the village chief was still thinking about such trivial things. The village chief glanced at Xiong Bufan and the others.

Xiong Bufan and the two little ones were playing a game and didn't notice the interaction between the two. The village chief breathed a sigh of relief, patted Liu Jianping's hand, and told her that she had misunderstood.

The village chief regretted it the day he returned from Daqiang's house. He knew that An Qingnuan was possessed by a wild ghost, and that she was strong, unreasonable, and rude, yet he still provoked her. He was really out of his mind at the time. If she suddenly attacked, even his old bones couldn't withstand it. Now that Daqiang and the others are back, he should tell them to ask a shaman to exorcise the ghost so that everyone can live in peace.

Liu Jianping knew that the village chief had called him out for something else, so he nodded and volunteered to take the village chief home when he left.

After the village chief told Liu Jianping about that incident, Liu Jianping felt a sudden fear as he walked along the road. The north wind kept blowing, and Liu Jianping even thought that a wild ghost was blowing on him. He ran home in one breath and closed the door.

If it really was a possessed ghost, then everything makes sense. Why was she able to suddenly attack people after being on the verge of death? Why did she adopt a complete stranger? This child is very likely her previous child.

As soon as Liu Jianping closed the door, Xiong Bufan appeared out of nowhere, his face right in front of her. "You're back? Can you cook for me? I'm hungry."

"Ahhh! Don't eat me!"

Unable to fight back or even curse back, Liu Jianping squatted on the ground and screamed.

Xiong Bufan looked at her innocently. He just wanted her to cook for him, not to eat her. She didn't need to get so worked up.

Cui Daqiang came out leaning on his cane. "Mom, what happened? Are you alright?"

When Liu Jianping saw his son come out, he quickly went over to help him, saying, "Mom is alright, let me help you to rest."

"Wait here, I'll cook for you in a bit." While helping his son up, Liu Jianping didn't forget Xiong Bufan.

"it is good."

Xiong Bufan went inside, and Liu Jianping helped Cui Daqiang up with a sigh of relief. It was another day of surviving under the clutches of a vengeful ghost.

Cui Daqiang: "Mom, what exactly happened?"

"Stop talking, I'll tell you tomorrow. Your uncle will find someone to handle it."

"Row."

The next day, the village chief came over early in the morning and whispered with Liu Jianping for a while before Xiong Bufan took his two kids up the mountain to find food.

On the third day, the village chief brought a rooster and put it in the yard.

On the fourth day, the village chief brought over a big black dog. The black dog was a little scared when it saw Xiong Bufan and kept trembling.

On the fifth day, an old Taoist priest came to the village. Led by Liu Jianping and the village chief, he went straight to Cui Daqiang's house. The dog was also tricked by Cui's brother and tied up by the villagers.

In the village, people usually steal chickens from one house and ducks from another. But when it really matters, the villagers are very united. For example, right now, they are guarding the dog and leading the old Taoist priest to block Cui Daqiang's door, preparing to deal with Xiong Bufan.

Kongkong, unaware of what was going on, was still saying, "Bufan, it's so lively! Wait, why was that little brat arrested?"

Xiong Bufan's face darkened. "Release the brat!"

Cui Di watched from the shadows, not in the crowd, but hidden by the village chief, who was afraid that Xiong Bufan would suddenly attack and hurt someone.

Having witnessed Xiong Bufan's strength, the villagers pushed the old Taoist priest forward, saying, "Master, this is the wild ghost that has possessed Daqiang's wife's body. Please drive it away quickly and let Daqiang's wife come back."

The old Taoist priest held a compass and a peach wood sword. He looked at the compass for a long time but couldn't see anything dirty. Then, when he looked up, he saw Xiong Bufan standing not far away, looking at him with a half-smile.

Only minor demons and wild ghosts are afraid of Taoist priests. A great demon like Xiong Bufan, who has passed through the Heavenly Dao and cultivated for thousands of years, is not afraid of Taoist priests at all. On the contrary, if a Taoist priest forcibly interferes, Xiong Bufan can take action.

Kongkong: "They went too far, actually ganging up on us!"

As the Taoist priest drew closer, Xiong Bufan picked up his cane, ready to strike him, when the Taoist priest suddenly spoke up: "Qingnuan, why did you come down the mountain? Where is your master?"

This sentence made Xiong Bufan put away his cane and quickly look through An Qingnuan's memories.

An Qingnuan's master was not a nun, but a Taoist nun. Moreover, she had a sect and a junior brother. The Taoist in front of her was An Qingnuan's junior brother!

The old Taoist priest had visited his senior sister a few years ago, so he remembered that his senior sister had a disciple named An Qingnuan. This time, he came only to visit An Qingnuan's master, but he didn't expect to be tricked by the villagers into coming to capture Xiong Bufan.

Xiong Bufan tentatively called out, "Uncle-Master?"

The old Taoist priest looked at An Qingnuan and really couldn't connect the disfigured girl in front of him with the child Tian Tian called "Shishu" a few years ago, but it was the truth. "Hey, Qingnuan, where is your master? How did you become like this?"

“My master passed away, and they took over the dojo. I was forced to leave the mountain,”

Before Xiong Bufan could finish speaking, the other old Taoist priests had already guessed what was going on. Their disciple was being forced to marry and have children, and their senior sister would probably be very upset. "It's alright, Uncle is here."

In his previous life, the old Taoist priest also came to the village, but no villagers asked him to exorcise evil spirits. He did not stay in the village but went straight to the Taoist temple. He found the temple abandoned and assumed that his senior sister had gone on a pilgrimage. So he wrote a letter and left it at the temple before continuing on his way.

An Qingnuan was being beaten and mistreated at home at that time, so she didn't go to the dojo, and the two of them simply missed each other.

Now that the two have met, and Xiong Bufan is in poor condition, the old Taoist priest coldly said to the villagers, "There are no evil spirits here, you can all leave!"

The village chief mustered his courage and led the dog, who was tied up like a dumpling, forward. "Taoist priest, her personality changed drastically overnight, and she became incredibly strong. She must be a demon. This is the demon's child. Please, Taoist priest, rid the people of this scourge!" After saying this, the dog was pushed forward and almost fell over.

Xiong Bufan caught the dog with quick reflexes. "Uncle-Master, this is the grandson my mother-in-law and her family wanted."

The old Taoist priest was furious. "She's not a demon. I think you're the demons. You're all evil-hearted and see everything as something sinister. Disperse!"

When the old Taoist priest wasn't looking, Xiong Bufan made a face at the villagers, mouthing, "None of you will escape!"

Seeing that the Taoist priest seemed to be part of a group, the villagers scattered, leaving behind Cui Daqiang, Liu Jianping, and the village chief, who also took the opportunity to slip away.