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

Chapter 911 The Snake Demon in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio (7)

The electric dragon created momentum for Xiong Bufan, who floated in the very center, looking like a god.

Kongkong covered her mouth and laughed, "Bufan, don't you think this scene looks familiar?"

Xiong Bufan's mind raced. "It does look somewhat familiar. There should be a red pig standing in the middle, surrounded by golden dragons. The red dead pig should also shout out four big words: 'Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms'."

Kongkong stretched out its little paws and counted several times, "Extraordinary, that's five words."

Xiong Bufan flew atop the dragon's head and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about the details."

"Greetings, God!"

"Greetings to the true God."

The people on the ground began to kneel and worship, regardless of whether Xiong Bufan was looking at them or not, "Greetings, true god."

……

The electric dragon never stopped, and Xiong Bufan didn't get off either.

Fearing damage to the inn's facilities, Xiong Bufan kept the electric dragon flying in the air.

The people continued to kneel and worship, and did not rise.

The time seemed long, but it actually took the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The electric dragon flew back into the horizontal blade, and Xiong Bufan's status as a true god was completely established.

Kongkong thought that if anyone said Xiong Bufan was stupid, she would be the first to object. Xiong Bufan was so smart that he could fool ordinary people with ease.

After Xiong Bufan landed, the waiter kept preparing fresh food for him.

Zhong Suqiu was also stunned. She now had some doubts about whether her father really deserved to die.

After all, a true god would not indiscriminately kill the innocent.

Xiong Dacheng covered his face and looked up at Xiong Bufan. He was lustful again, no, he fell in love at first sight. He had fallen in love with the true god.

But it wasn't just lust; it was an unparalleled admiration.

Wang Yi's eyes widened in surprise; he had never seen anything like it before.

Xiong Bufan: "Those who have nothing else to do, please leave. I am a low-key true god and will not make a fuss."

Kongkong: This is already quite flamboyant.

Yesterday, only half the county knew that Xiong Bufan was a true god, but now the whole county basically knows, after all, information spreads fast enough.

The Moonlight Inn was bustling with people, all craning their necks to see what was happening.

Everyone who was allowed into the inn was given enough silver.

The cook at the inn only cooked for Xiong Bufan, and the waiter collected the money and then served Xiong Bufan the food.

Xiong Bufan's happy life began long ago, entirely thanks to his own efforts.

A mad Taoist priest arrived outside Laoshan County and sensed an overwhelming demonic aura. He guessed that there were monsters inside and hurried towards the county town.

The compass needle spun incessantly in my hand until it finally stopped at a certain point.

Once the mad Taoist found the right direction, he rushed over without hesitation, only to see layers upon layers of people guarding the area, with not a single person going in.

As long as the monster is not eliminated, there will be no peace for a single day.

"Make way, make way!" the mad Taoist priest shouted as he frantically pushed his way in.

Xiong Bufan seemed to sense something and glanced outside. Then he saw a Taoist priest who was about to burst into the room. "Demon, you are spreading heresy and misleading the public. Surrender now!"

Before Xiong Bufan could speak, Wang Yi began to speak, "You mad Taoist, this is a true god."

Xiong Dacheng: "How dare you! This is a true god!"

The mad Taoist priest, already insane, was now even more enraged, jumping up and down, shouting, "She's a demon! She's a demon!"

Xiong Bufan: "You're the demon, your whole family are demons."

The mad Taoist priest, wielding a whisk, attacked directly. The whisk was also fitted with silver needles, which would draw blood if hit.

Xiong Bufan: "You people are going too far! I am clearly a true god, protecting the villagers."

"You're forcing me to take action; this is absolutely outrageous!"

The mad Taoist priest cried out, "Ahhh, you monster, don't try to argue!"

Having killed so many people lately, Xiong Bufan had become too lazy to fight. He flew through the air and unleashed an electric dragon with bear ears.

Seeing this, the mad Taoist priest quickly tried to dodge, but the electric dragon seemed to have eyes and kept chasing after her.

Xiong Bufan didn't go all out to kill them. He watched the mad Taoist leave under the electric dragon's body and said, "Hahahaha, that's fun."

The people, hearing Xiong Bufan's laughter, also began to laugh involuntarily; when the true god was pleased, they were pleased.

An Youyu stayed at home for several days and even consulted a doctor, but it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone, let alone with several broken ribs, so a quick recovery was impossible.

Hua Gu Zi hadn't returned yet, and An You Yu sat at the door all day with worry, even showing more kindness to small animals, hoping that one of them was Hua Gu Zi.

Some people only realize how precious a person is after they've left, just like the place Hua Gu Zi held in his heart.

Every piece of furniture in the house told him that Hua Gu Zi was very important.

An Youyu was so worried about staying at home that he hired a servant to help him go out to search. His first stop was Hua Gu Zi's house.

Because of the long distance, An Youyu spent some money to hire an oxcart to pull him along.

On the way, An Youyu saw a person dressed in tattered clothes lying on the road, his body blackened and his life hanging in the balance.

An Youyu is somewhat kind-hearted; he can save a musk deer being chased by the magistrate's son, so naturally he would also save a person who has fainted on the roadside.

"Drive over there and see who's fainted?"

Page: "Yes."

They drove over and found that the person who had fainted was a Taoist priest. The pageboy said, "Young master, he is a Taoist priest."

"Hurry up and help them into the car."

After recognizing the person who had come, An Youyu quickly said, "Go to the clinic immediately."

"Yes."

The Mad Taoist was An Youyu's master and had taught An Youyu a few spells, so it was perfectly normal for An Youyu to know the Mad Taoist.

The plan to find Hua Gu Zi was disrupted, but An Youyu could not leave the mad Taoist priest unattended.

The mad Taoist's face was blackened by the explosion, and his relatively neatly combed hair was also blown off, making him appear less bald.

An Youyu sat on the edge of the bed, wiping the mad Taoist's face with a damp cloth. "Master, what happened? Why are you all leaving me...?"

Xiong Bufan was quite concerned about her future. She searched through the original owner's memories for a long time but couldn't find any auspicious places for cultivation.

The original owner was diligently cultivating, yet Hua Gu Zi stole her Yuan Dan, proving that the security here was completely inadequate.

If one wants to achieve something in cultivation, one must have a quiet place to cultivate, or have assistance.

"Kongkong, is the original owner willing to come back?"

Kongkong glanced at the little black snake in the space, listened to her say a few words, and then relayed: "Bufan, the original owner wanted you to help her cultivate for a while longer and accumulate some cultivation."

She hasn't found her Yuan Dan yet; we need to pay more attention to her.

"I understand."