bullyxtreme Chapter 428 Norio (21)
Chapter 428 Norio (21)
Xiong Bufan also thought he was a genius and that he could make money by setting bones for others in the future.
Kongkong asked, puzzled, "Bufan, what if you don't have a neck and need chiropractic adjustments?"
"That's not important." As he spoke, Xiong Bufan twisted the Imperial Advisor's neck again.
The Imperial Advisor accused Xiong Bufan with her eyes, as if asking her if there was something wrong with her.
Xiong Bufan said, "I didn't do it on purpose," and then straightened his neck, making it look like he was telling the truth.
The Imperial Advisor finally remembered that he still had hands that he could use, and he could throw this troublesome villain out.
With the peach wood sword still at his side, he raised it and thrust it at Xiong Bufan.
Xiong Bufan admired his work, and just as the peach wood sword was about to pierce through, he twisted his waist to dodge it.
This good-for-nothing still wants to hurt her; he'll have to keep trying.
Xiong Bufan snatched the peach wood sword and broke it in two. The Imperial Advisor lay on the bed, staring intently at Xiong Bufan, completely unaware of how precious the peach wood sword was.
Xiong Bufan then added insult to injury, saying in a serious tone, "I am a god. These mortal things of yours are useless against me, you monster."
For a moment, the Imperial Advisor's eyes went blank. Could there be a god possessing a mortal? This wasn't like asking a god to possess someone.
Xiong Bufan: "You monster, surrender now!"
Kongkong sighed, realizing that Xiong Bufan seemed to be really into acting.
The Imperial Advisor lay on the bed. He could only move his hands now, which was no different from surrendering. He slowly closed his eyes.
He had already figured it out after being twisted in the neck time and time again: he didn't want to seek revenge anymore.
If he truly is a god, then his revenge would be tantamount to defying the divine, and he would be punished even more severely.
Xiong Bufan: "I am God, and I will fulfill the reasonable wishes of believers and accept their offerings."
Kongkong: "Extraordinary, God is a Western god."
Xiong Bufan corrected, "I am a god, and I will accept your offerings."
Imperial Advisor: "Can you cure me?"
"No, this is a punishment sent down by God."
Kongkong never expected that anyone would actually believe Xiong Bufan's lies.
This country is beyond saving if it hires such an idiot as its national advisor.
Xiong Bufan looked at the Imperial Advisor and remembered her purpose: she had come to provide after-sales service for Long Aotian's business deal.
Xiong Bufan pulled the Imperial Advisor out of bed and then dragged him back.
She could carry him, but why bother? Just getting him back would be enough.
The Imperial Advisor's toes touched the ground, and Xiong Bufan gripped his clothes from behind, giving him the feeling that he was about to hang him.
Xiong Bufan carried the Imperial Advisor and hurried through the streets and alleys. The Imperial Advisor did not wear shoes, only a pair of clean white socks.
The Imperial Advisor felt that his toes were bleeding, and his big toe had even been worn down to the same length as the other toes.
Xiong Bufan knew his purpose and remembered the way back, so this time he didn't wander around aimlessly.
But carrying the Imperial Advisor always looks like a person carrying a ghost forward.
Li Tian'ao was unaware that Xiong Bufan had already gone out. At this moment, he was drinking alone in the room, holding a wine jar, which was one of his few hobbies.
He's afraid of saying something inappropriate and offending people when drinking with others, but this doesn't happen when he drinks alone, and he can enjoy the whole night.
Li Tian'ao looked up and thought he could see stars inside the house, but he wondered when the roof had broken down.
Li Tian'ao looked to the side and saw Xiong Bufan carrying a white-clad male ghost. He was really drunk and was hallucinating.
Li Tian'ao rubbed his eyes, put down the wine jar, and tried to sober up.
The house still had a large hole, and Xiong Bufan was still standing there, carrying something in white.
When Li Tian'ao saw that what Xiong Bufan was carrying was the Imperial Advisor, he sobered up instantly and stammered, "Xiong Bufan, what are you doing now?"
"What else can I do? I'm doing after-sales service." With that, Xiong Bufan threw the Imperial Advisor in front of Li Tian'ao like a dead dog.
He added, "I brought the stuff to you. I'm very much a contract-abiding citizen."
Li Tian'ao now felt wronged. When did he say that he had asked Xiong Bufan to drag the Imperial Advisor here?
The Imperial Advisor still had the cup in his mouth. He tried to take the cup out, but while it was easy to put the cup in, he couldn't get it out.
Looking at the Grand Preceptor's foolish appearance, Xiong Bufan didn't want to talk to him at all, afraid of catching his "catch." "Long Aotian, here you go. I'm going back now."
Li Tian'ao didn't know where Xiong Bufan had heard this title, but he seemed to know it was being addressed to him. "I am not Long Aotian."
"What the hell is it to me?" With that, Xiong Bufan disappeared.
Li Tian'ao looked at the Imperial Advisor on the ground, speechless for a moment, and shouted outside, "Someone, call the Imperial Physician."
"Yes."
Two eunuchs rushed in, and Li Tian'ao said, "Help the Imperial Preceptor down."
"Yes."
The Imperial Advisor finally managed to pry the teacup out of his mouth, though his hands were still covered in blood. He grabbed Li Tian'ao's trouser leg and demanded, "Wait a minute, tell me, where did Xiong Bufan come from?"
Li Tian'ao didn't know why the Imperial Advisor asked this, but he still honestly replied, "It appeared suddenly, and I haven't investigated the others."
As the Imperial Advisor was being helped away, he kept saying "Thank you." He was now beginning to believe that Xiong Bufan was a deity.
Because, fundamentally, he was unwilling to believe that he had been utterly defeated by an evil being who had possessed his body; he preferred to believe that the person was a god.
Li Tian'ao felt completely overwhelmed. What exactly did the Imperial Advisor want to do? Was he in cahoots with the princes to deal with him?
The news that the Imperial Preceptor was at the Second Prince's residence would spread to the other princes' residences the next day, at which point the situation in the court would undergo further changes.
Li Tian'ao didn't know whether this change was beneficial or detrimental to him, so he could only take it one step at a time and replan many things.
Xiong Bufan lay on the bed, fast asleep, oblivious to the world's conflicts.
The next morning, before the court session, the Imperial Preceptor returned to his residence furtively in a small sedan chair, following behind a horse-drawn carriage.
Sitting in the carriage was none other than Xiong Bufan, the new mistress of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. She would inherit everything from the mansion, including the Imperial Preceptor's disciples.
If you can't beat it, then join.
The Imperial Advisor believed that one day he would find Xiong Bufan's weakness, kill her, and continue his cultivation.
Xiong Bufan felt like he had found a place where he could eat and drink for free and be waited on hand and foot.
As for the Imperial Advisor, we can cripple him and then seal his soul inside his body; it's a simple solution.