Just as Meng Chuan had expected.
The transmigrator named Wang Fan was rescued by Uncle Jiu, who then took him back to Yizhuang.
Judging by Wang Fan's expression, he clearly recognized Uncle Jiu. That meant the world he had come from was probably much like Meng Chuan's.
These days, a transmigrator who didn't come from Earth, Blue Star, or somewhere like them had no chance of making it.
But the name Wang Fan was rather intriguing.
He was practically an Otherworld fusion of Ye Fan and Wang Teng.
My name is Wang Fan. I have parents and a younger sister. We're a close family, and though we're not rich, we're comfortably off.
Apart from my sister constantly picking fights with me and my being single since birth for over twenty years, everything was great.
But now he was an orphan.
I, Wang Fan, never imagined I could get hit by a car while helping an old lady cross the street. Thankfully, she was all right.
What I, Wang Fan, imagined even less was that after being hit, I'd transmigrate straight into the world of Mr. Vampire.
Wang Fan knew what he had to do next.
Advice needed: how could he become Uncle Jiu's disciple and persuade him to teach him Maoshan Daoist arts?
Answers urgently needed.
Meng Chuan watched Wang Fan tell Uncle Jiu about his past. He said he had nowhere to go and would gladly stay at Yizhuang doing odd jobs. He wanted no wages, just food and a place to sleep.
Uncle Jiu and his two disciples were moved. They thought Wang Fan was truly pitiful.
Meng Chuan, though, suspected the bigger reason Wang Fan had turned down wages was that he knew Uncle Jiu wasn't well-off.
Indeed, Lin Fengjiao was never wealthy, no matter