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

Chapter 431 Norio (24)

When Fahe came out with Xiong Bufan, he only brought magical artifacts to conceal his aura and some exorcising items. Now, asking him to climb down from the tree on his own is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Hanging here all night, I wonder how much suffering they'll endure.

Seeing that Xiong Bufan was about to leave, Fahe made a sound to try to stop her, "Waaah, come back."

Xiong Bufan stopped and looked back. Then she had a good idea: there might be something valuable on this yin-yang head.

Even the smallest ant leg is still meat, and Xiong Bufan will not give up the wealth that belongs to him.

Xiong Bufan walked back, a gentle smile on his face.

As a result, Fa and all his magical artifacts were looted by Xiong Bufan. In the end, he was hung on a tree wearing only a white undergarment, looking like a ghost from a distance.

Looking at Fahe's appearance, Xiong Bufan said "indecent" and left. This guy with the shaved head doesn't even know how to dress properly.

Fahe stared intently at Xiong Bufan's retreating figure, determined to avenge this humiliation.

Are gods so great that they can harm cultivators like him at will?

Xiong Bufan didn't care about any of that. She had been busy all night and was very tired. She should go back to sleep.

Fahe circled in the tree, cursing Xiong Bufan, but could only make whimpering sounds, which sounded like a female ghost crying in the summer night.

Ordinary ghosts and monsters dare not approach him, but they will continue to mock Fahe, which makes Fahe's hatred for Xiong Bufan even stronger.

Xiong Bufan slept soundly through the night, having completely forgotten about Fahe's matter.

After being tormented all night, Fahe returned to the Imperial Preceptor's residence at noon. He was now wearing a new robe, and his face was indescribably gloomy.

Xiong Bufan sat in the courtyard basking in the sun, while Fa He dared not speak out against his anger.

Qingyu and Qingmu prepared new magical artifacts for Fahe. Fahe glared at Xiong Bufan with resentment, thinking she was nothing short of a bandit.

Xiong Bufan disliked that look and said in a sinister tone, "If you look at me again, I'll gouge your eyes out."

Aoki was unable to accept that Fahe had been humiliated in front of him, and said, "You monster, don't hurt people."

Xiong Bufan threw the cup at him, knocking Qingmu aside. "I'm giving you face."

Qingyu watched as her senior brother fell to the ground, and a sense of fear grew in her heart towards Xiong Bufan. Could they really defeat this Xiong Bufan?

Aoki got up from the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was much more obedient than before. With the help of his junior disciple, he was about to leave.

Fahe may not be a good Taoist or monk, but he is a good master. "Xiong Bufan, don't go too far."

Xiong Bufan glanced at him, and she always felt that this person had no memory of being beaten.

Fa He was afraid that Xiong Bufan would continue to attack, so he said "You just wait!" and left in a hurry, afraid that if he was a step too late, he would be beaten up like Qingmu.

He was hung up all night and can't take any more torture now.

Xiong Bufan's contempt for Fahe intensified. He claimed to be righteous and hate evil, but in reality, he was a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong, petty and vindictive.

There were only some palace maids serving in the courtyard. The Taoist priests and young monks who were practicing Taoism were in other courtyards and would not disturb Xiong Bufan's rest at all.

The palace maids were newly assigned to Xiong Bufan by the emperor and did not obey Fa He's orders.

That evening, Fahe led a large group of people out of the gates of the Imperial Preceptor's mansion. He was going to collect those wandering ghosts, otherwise his Dao heart would be unstable.

If the wandering ghosts hadn't all hidden during the day, Fahe would have wanted to subdue them after returning.

Wherever there's excitement, Xiong Bufan is there.

Aoki has now fully recovered and is assisting Fahe; they are about to make a name for themselves.

Xiong Bufan, carrying food, flew furtively behind them, wanting to see what kind of trouble Fa He was up to.

Fahe's face was full of determination; he would avenge his previous defeat.

The young Taoist priests behind him knew they had a mission and resigned themselves to following behind. Some of them still had scars on their faces from Xiong Bufan's previous attacks.

The group's final destination was outside the back wall of Zhao Kuo's house, the same place where Xiong Bufan had hung the tree.

Fahe was reminded of sad memories whenever he saw a tree; he could not forget the disdainful look on the faces of passersby when he was rescued.

Since he couldn't harm ordinary people, Fahe could only give him some silver and, after some coercion and enticement, get him to leave the capital.

The wandering ghosts had fewer scruples. Fahe gathered everyone together and said, "The wandering ghosts in this area have committed many evils. Today, I will lead you to rid the people of this scourge."

Today, whoever catches the most ghosts will receive a magical artifact and a secret manual; the top three will all receive rewards.

Upon hearing about the secret manual, the disciples could not hide their excitement. Aoki looked at Qingyu, thinking to himself that the first place was definitely his.

At Fahe's command, all the disciples set off, leaving Fahe behind.

Xiong Bufan thought Fahe had gone mad. Why would he needlessly harm the wandering ghosts and only increase his own karma?

Moreover, as long as it is a ghost, it is under the jurisdiction of the underworld. Except for those that harm people, the underworld has no authority to manage them. The law has overreached.

Such a person is destined not to become an immortal.

Fahe looked at the tree stump, mistook it for Xiong Bufan, and kicked it. He would get his revenge sooner or later.

Xiong Bufan lay on the roof watching the commotion, listening to the screams of wild ghosts all around.

Some of them are new ghosts who have been captured before being taken away by the ghost messengers. Doesn't this affect their reincarnation?

Kongkong: "Bufan, do you want to go help them?"

"No, why should I help them? This is the cause and effect of the law."

Kongkong: "Okay, but they're just too pitiful."

The disciples' actions did not end until half an hour before dawn, and each of their magical artifacts was filled with ghosts.

Fahe felt much better looking at the wild ghosts tied together; he was determined to wipe them all out.

The ghost messengers searched all night but couldn't find any ghosts, but there was the aura of a Taoist priest here, so they could only try their best to search.

If there were evil cultivators who used ghosts to refine pills, it would be a disaster for both the underworld and the human world.

Fahe: "Report how many you've caught."

Aoki: "This disciple caught seven."

Bluefish: "Disciple caught seven."

As expected of his prized disciple, Fahe nodded in satisfaction.

Xiong Bufan jumped out from not far away, "I've also caught seven monsters."

Fahe was surprised that Xiong Bufan had followed them and had been waiting for so long. Remembering that he hadn't done anything immoral, Fahe stiffened his neck and said, "Xiong Bufan, what are you doing here?"

"I told you, I'm here to catch ghosts. Can't you understand human language?" With that, Xiong Bufan kicked Fahe aside.

This guy is sick, seriously sick, his brain is full of mush.

Seeing that Xiong Bufan had harmed their master, the disciples rushed forward, saying, "Xiong Bufan, don't go too far, or don't blame us for being impolite."

You can only say that the kind of students you have determines the kind of teachers you have.