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

Chapter 864 The Substitute Bride (26)

Dying in the small world comes at a great cost to be resurrected, and Gou Ding doesn't want to go through that trouble.

Now, he absolutely cannot win in a 1v1. Gou Ding can only hope that Xiong Bufan will still care about his reputation and not go on a killing spree in the small world.

After realizing Gou Ding's intentions, Xiong Bufan jumped out of the room and squatted in a secluded spot to watch Gou Ding. She certainly wouldn't kill someone openly, but that didn't mean she would let Gou Ding go.

Sometimes, Xiong Bufan is very persistent. Even if he can't kill someone, he will stay by that person's side until that person comes out to die on their own.

Those who share the author's ideology deserve to die.

Gou Ding breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Xiong Bufan hadn't chased after him and looked at the people surrounding him.

The madam was a little nervous, as her shout disturbed the Nanfeng Tower, and the guests who had finally managed to rest were startled out again.

The madam looked at Gou Ding and said unhappily, "Where is the assassin?"

Gou Ding knew that he wouldn't be able to explain himself if he didn't lie, so he spoke sincerely: "Mom, just now when I went back to my room I saw a dark figure holding a knife. I was afraid she would hurt you, so I couldn't help but shout for help."

Hearing this, the madam's expression softened a little, but thinking of her losses, she felt a pang of heartache. "If you do this again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The others looked around to make sure no assassins had actually infiltrated.

"Yes."

Gou Ding tried to sneak back while things were in disarray, but the madam stopped him immediately. "Lan Zhu Jun, you'd better behave yourself. Your indenture is still with me."

"Come to my room tonight." As she spoke, the madam stepped forward and pinched Gou Ding's cheek.

Once you enter Nanfeng Tower, no matter what kind of man you are, you will have a nickname. Gou Ding's nickname is Lanzhu Jun, and he claims to be as elegant as an orchid and as indomitable as bamboo.

"Mom, I'm already dressed up."

With a "slap," the madam slapped Gou Ding across the face. "Even if you're a kept woman, you're still one of us in this brothel. What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for?"

“Mom is right.”

After receiving a satisfactory answer, the madam swayed away.

After the madam left, Gou Ding's face turned ugly. He vowed that one day he would kill all the sluts in this brothel, especially the madam.

Xiong Bufan watched a good show from outside the window, and then went to Gou Ding's room to look for food.

When Gou Ding returned and saw Xiong Bufan, he was startled, but he quickly took out a small piece of silver from his body and threw it at Xiong Bufan, "What do you want from me?"

I didn't kill the big cat; I have no idea what happened.

Xiong Bufan: "Where exactly is the author's awareness?"

Gou Ding was somewhat confused. He was merely someone invited by the Heavenly Dao; what was the author's consciousness anyway? "I don't understand what you're saying?"

"If anyone contacts you or issues you a task, don't tell me, or I'll devour your system."

Without the system, the taskers would be completely trapped in this world, without eternal life, only endless cycles of reincarnation.

Gou Ding: This joke is not funny at all.

Seeing that Gou Ding was stunned, Xiong Bufan continued, "I've consumed several systems; yours will be the next one."

"Don't eat my system, it doesn't taste good."

Xiong Bufan: "I'm not picky about food. Where is the author's awareness? Don't keep changing the subject for me."

Gou Ding: "I don't know."

"Useless trash." With that, Xiong Bufan plunged a knife into Gou Ding's chest.

This time, they didn't directly capture Gou Ding's system to eat. Gou Ding looked at the sword across his chest. He was clearly on guard against this hateful woman, but why couldn't he defend himself at all?

Xiong Bufan drew his sword, and Gou Ding fell to the ground as well.

Fearing that a dead body would cause trouble, Xiong Bufan immediately left the room.

Since Xiong Bufan came to this world, he seems to have killed too many people. Kongkong is still not used to it, and she is also afraid that Xiong Bufan will develop a bloodthirsty nature.

Kongkong: "Bufan, we should try to kill less in the future."

Xiong Bufan nodded. "I understand."

With Gou Ding dead, there are no clues left.

Xiong Bufan was a little worried. She was thinking that maybe she should spend all the money before going to find the author's consciousness, so that she could rest for a longer period of time.

Kongkong respects every choice Xiong Bufan makes, whether she's resting or traveling.

Xiong Bufan never compromised his principles. He spent money to find an inn, then asked the waiter to prepare food before going to his room to rest.

We have a long time in this world, so we can take our time to find the author's consciousness; there's no need to rush.

As Xiong Bufan sat at the table, waiting for the waiter to keep bringing out food, his unhappiness began to dissipate.

She could accept death, but she could not accept the violent death of her servant.

"Fire! Fire! Oh no!"

Upon hearing this, Xiong Bufan calmly walked to the window and saw thick smoke billowing from the first floor of the inn, with people running out continuously.

The waiter knocked on each door, saying, "Sir, there's a fire on the first floor. Please leave and take shelter."

After watching the fire, Xiong Bufan continued to sit at the table and eat, refusing to leave even when the waiter came to call her. All the food on the table was food she had bought with her own money.

The waiter knocked on the door, "Sir, there's a fire downstairs, please come down quickly."

Xiong Bufan didn't move, and the waiter called out anxiously again, "Sir,"

"Don't make a fuss. I'll go downstairs after I finish eating. Go call the others first."

The waiter was sweating profusely with anxiety. "Sir, you're the only one who hasn't gone down yet. Please come with me."

The flames on the first floor had reached the stairs to the second floor, and thick smoke filled the room.

Xiong Bufan haphazardly stuffed the food into his mouth until the food on the table was all gone, then grabbed the waiter's clothes and flew out of the room.

The inn collapsed shortly after the two flew away.

Xiong Bufan stared at the collapsed inn with an unreadable expression. She felt like she was being targeted; otherwise, why would every place she stayed catch fire?

The innkeeper was instructing the staff to keep fetching water to put out the fire, and some guests staying at the inn also joined in to help.

The waiter was still a little dazed when he landed on the ground, but after recovering, he began to lecture Xiong Bufan, "Even if you are highly skilled in martial arts, you can't just stay here when it's on fire. It's too dangerous and a burden to others..."

"Hurry up and put out the fire!"

The waiter shut up when the shopkeeper called out to him, only to find that Xiong Bufan had disappeared somewhere and was long gone.

To deal with a rogue, you have to be even more rogue than him, otherwise he will look down on you.

Xiong Bufan now wants to act like a rogue and start targeting the author's consciousness.

Kongkong didn't understand how Xiong Bufan had imposed the house fire incident onto the author's consciousness, but following Xiong Bufan was definitely the right thing to do.