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

Chapter 913 The Snake Demon in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio (9)

After running for about an hour, Xiong Bufan finally stopped at a city gate. The sign on the gate read the two simple and unpretentious words: "Kyoto".

Kongkong: "Bufan, you've gone to the capital."

"Are you planning to go back or take a stroll around the capital?"

"I'll go to the capital to scam some food, then I'll find a good place to cultivate. Once I finish the mission, I'll hurry up and get the original owner back so I can go to the modern world to watch TV."

These past few days away from television have felt like years, but the joy of watching TV often comes back to him.

Xiong Bufan didn't have a travel permit, but luckily it was in one of the packages he had stolen earlier.

After making a face mask and sticking it on his face, Xiong Bufan swaggered into the capital.

Having traveled through various small worlds for so many years, Xiong Bufan has truly learned a great deal.

The soldiers guarding the city looked at the travel permit, then at Xiong Bufan's face, and then let her in.

Upon arriving in the capital, Xiong Bufan was immediately drawn to the food available at the entrance. He stuffed his package into his arms and began searching for food.

"Boss, how much is this serving? Can I try some?"

The stall owner took out a small piece of food and gave it to Xiong Bufan, saying, "Try it."

"Chew, it's delicious! Boss, give me ten servings."

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The food stalls at the city gate captivated Xiong Bufan, making him linger there.

Kongkong and the two little ginseng spirits also ate in the space. No matter what delicious food Xiong Bufan had, he would give them some.

Xiong Bufan ate his way from one end of the city to the other, only giving up when the food stalls closed up shop.

But they also agreed on a time: "See you at the same time tomorrow."

Stall owner: "Yes."

Without giving any money, detailed time, or address, and being a complete stranger, the stall owner figured that saying "meet me tomorrow" was mostly a scam. He'd seen this happen many times, so he just took Xiong Bufan's words as a joke.

According to the laws of this dynasty, night markets are not allowed to be opened, and there is a curfew.

So after the stall owner left, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased.

Xiong Bufan wandered the streets, searching for something else to eat.

Finally, we entered an inn. "Innkeeper, give me a superior room."

The shopkeeper had rarely seen such a dirty and disheveled person as Xiong Bufan. His face showed disgust, and the price was also inflated. "Alright, sir, just give me fifteen taels of silver."

Compared to Xiong Bufan's Moonlight Inn, this inn is considered good value for money.

Xiong Bufan: "Alright, prepare another meal for me." With that, Xiong Bufan placed a silver ingot on the counter.

The innkeeper looked at Xiong Bufan as if he were a god of wealth. "Yes, waiter, escort our distinguished guest to the best room."

"Yes."

Guided by the waiter, Xiong Bufan returned to his room. Once inside, he removed his mask, revealing the original owner's beautiful face.

Even the yellowed bronze mirror couldn't hide Xiong Bufan's good looks, and Xiong Bufan sat by the mirror and admired himself.

The original owner had skin as smooth as cream, a small and upturned nose, cherry lips, willow-leaf eyebrows, almond eyes, and a full and smooth forehead, making her look like a blessed person.

"Kongkong, do you think I can make a living based on my looks?"

Kongkong: "It might work in modern times, but not so much now, because beauty is a disaster for a kind-hearted woman who has no power or influence." Fearing that Xiong Bufan might not believe her, she added, "That's how it's portrayed in TV dramas."

Xiong Bufan nodded. "That's true."

The person in the mirror was beautiful and full of spirit. After admiring her for a while, Xiong Bufan started making funny faces. A beautiful woman's features should be more lively to look good.

The original owner was in the space, watching Xiong Bufan make all sorts of funny faces, and frustratedly curled himself up into a ball.

Kongkong: There is no obligation to comfort the original owner.

"dong dong dong"

"Sir, your meal has arrived."

Xiong Bufan stopped admiring himself and said seriously, "Come in and put it on the table."

"Yes."

The waiter didn't look around when he came in, so he naturally didn't see Xiong Bufan's unparalleled beauty.

Xiong Bufan admired himself for a moment before going to eat.

Kongkong no longer remembers exactly how much Xiong Bufan ate today; she only knows that Xiong Bufan has been eating all the time.

The next morning, after getting enough sleep, Xiong Bufan went out to buy food and ate at the snack stalls he had missed the day before.

The stall owner was surprised by Xiong Bufan's punctuality; he even swung the spatula until sparks flew, all so that Xiong Bufan could have a full meal.

Xiong Bufan could eat the equivalent of their entire day's sales in one meal; meeting Xiong Bufan was like meeting a kind-hearted god.

Shui San Niang lay in the space, and every time she opened her eyes, she saw Xiong Bufan eating. "Won't she eat herself to death?"

Kongkong: "No, Bufan has his own rhythm when he eats."

"Ok."

After three days of eating, Xiong Bufan had finally tried all the dishes he thought were delicious, but before he could savor them properly, he encountered trouble.

This time it's not because we're poor, but because someone is picking a fight with us.

There are at least six people around the inn, and each of them is in a different position.

Xiong Bufan was suddenly awakened in the inn and then jumped out of the window.

Since she opened the inn, she has truly come to understand the thoughts of these innkeepers, so fighting must not damage the inn's buildings.

Kongkong: ...

As soon as Xiong Bufan appeared, the six people showed up.

The masked man at the head of the group spoke coldly: "You audacious fiend! What scheme do you have here in this important capital region?"

Another fat man, as big as a pig, slammed two large hammers together. "Boss, you won't get anything out of them like this. Demons are all cunning."

Xiong Bufan began to justify himself, declaring, "I am the invincible, powerful, and beautiful true god."

The six laughed, "Hahaha, they're clearly demons, yet they claim to be true gods."

Boss: "Grab her!"

"Yes."

Six people were involved: one wielding a whip, another wielding a sledgehammer, and two others carrying crossbows, covering both close combat and ranged attacks.

Xiong Bufan drew his sword and said, "I have no grudge against you. I came to the capital just to eat some good food."

Don't push your luck!

In many situations, Xiong Bufan is reasonable.

"You fiend, enough nonsense, surrender now!"

Six against one is unfair no matter how you look at it.

Xiong Bufan flew in mid-air, giving himself a height advantage, and then unhesitatingly poured spiritual power into his horizontal blade, releasing an electric dragon with bear ears.

The six had a clear division of labor. Before any orders were given, the fat man started using a sledgehammer to defend against the electric dragon, while the leader used a large sword to teleport to Xiong Bufan's vicinity and began a fierce attack.

Wang Yan, skilled in archery, put on her self-made glasses and began to aim. Whenever there was an opening, she would fire a crossbow bolt at Xiong Bufan.

Xiong Bufan and Shui Sanniang peered into the mirror, seeing such a complete demon-catching team for the first time.

Shui San Niang: "I hope she'll be alright."

Kongkong said confidently, "No, Xiong Bufan is a god, how could he be so easily injured?"

That's what they say, but the constant wagging of its tail still betrayed its emptiness and unease.