A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 1.1. Very noisy
In spring, the fragrance fills the distant mountains.

There is wind in the distant mountains.

The wind chimes on the eaves are very noisy.

Ning Xuan was lying on a pair of long, white legs.

Sixteen years have passed since I traveled through time, from infancy to adolescence. Everything before my time travel is now just a distant dream.

Now, he yawned.

The owner, with her long, white legs, seized the opportunity to put a peeled grape into his mouth, accompanied by a soft, sweet laugh that was louder than a wind chime.

"Young Master, the Western Region Spirit Pearl was said to have been picked by three different steeds, one in advance and the other outwards. After arriving in our county, it was sealed in an ice cellar overnight, and this morning before dawn, the young lady of the Wealthy Merchant Guild personally delivered it, hee hee!"

Aba.

Ababa.

Ning Xuan swallowed the Western Region Spirit Pearl in one bite. The grape burst open in his mouth, and the juice burst out, assaulting his taste buds.

His vision was blurry, and the distant mountains appeared blurry as well.

He opened his mouth and waited for the grapes.

Who told him to be the only son of Master Ning?
In Xinghe County, who doesn't know the saying, "The county magistrates come and go, but Master Ning remains constant"?
Many people know that Master Ning has connections that reach the highest levels. He was tired of the hustle and bustle, or perhaps for other reasons, he chose Xinghe County as a place to retire. As a result, he had a son late in life, who was his only child, so he was naturally spoiled rotten.

Unfortunately, Ning Xuan was this only son.

For sixteen years, he lived a life of luxury, with no shortage of beautiful women.

If you want to learn martial arts, the martial arts master in the sect is the famous "Swallow Blade Chasing the Wind" Zhang Erquan; if you want to study, the sect has opened a private school, and the old teacher is the famous scholar He Jingzhu who has retired from officialdom.

In Xinghe County, every family with some wealth and influence was thinking of marrying their daughters to him.

That's how the young lady from the wealthy merchant guild was.
But Ning Xuan never makes choices, even if he has feelings for someone.

Over the past sixteen years, he has come to realize that he doesn't have any special abilities, and he understands that the heights he can reach through studying in this lifetime are not as high as lying down and waiting for his father to make arrangements.

His smartest approach was to avoid being arrogant and making things difficult, to avoid thinking he was very capable, and to avoid having grand ambitions to do great things. He just needed to follow his father's instructions.

He is not rebellious.

He was just waiting for his father to make arrangements.

Therefore, even when it comes to marriage, he will wait for his father to make the arrangements.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Ning Xuan turned around and picked up the owner of the white, fleshy legs behind him, using his most familiar, beautiful maid, and said, "I'm tired."

The maid giggled, pushing and shoving, kicking her long legs, struggling excitedly, and shouting, "No!"

Ning Xuan was initially intrigued by these seemingly contradictory words, but now he was numb to them and fell asleep hugging the "pillow".

Ning Xuan didn't know how long he had slept.

He woke up in a daze.

Before I opened my eyes, I suddenly felt my left arm being lifted up.

Normally, his left arm would be resting on that beautiful little maidservant.

The young maidservant loved to rest her head on her left arm, clinging to him like a cicada nestled beside a bird.

She was petite and light, so even with her left arm on her, it wouldn't be a burden to him. Her skills lay in the warm, sticky feeling of her body, her meticulous care, and her remarkable insight.

This skill has allowed her to stay by the side of the eldest young master of the Ning family for two whole years without anyone being able to replace her.

Therefore, she would never allow the young master to wake up in the middle of the night and find her gone.

The maid's name is Xiao Jie.

Seeing that his left arm was free, Ning Xuan subconsciously called out the maid's name: "Xiao Jie!"

No response.

He shouted again at the top of his lungs, "Xiao Jie!!"

They responded again this time.

That was the sound of the wind.

It was the sound of the wind outside the door.

The sound of wind pushed the door open, but then suddenly lost its strength, and the door slammed back shut with a "thud".

Snap, snap, snap
The door rattled repeatedly, accompanied by the intermittent rustling of pine trees outside the window, creating an eerie atmosphere.

Ning Xuan suddenly opened his eyes.

He was surprised to find that the entire room was tinged with an indescribable gray, while outside there was an indescribable deathly silence—a silence that, despite the presence of sound, only amplified the feeling of stillness.

This is the Ning family's private villa. He came here to admire the flowers. He arrived in the afternoon, and the villa had arranged many dancers and musicians, but he found them too tiring and scheduled them for tomorrow.

This place shouldn't be so deathly silent. So, Ning Xuan sat up and walked outside.

He walked through the inner courtyard, but the manor guards who should have been on duty were not there.

He looked around again, but the guards who patrolled the night by lamplight were nowhere to be seen.

Although Ning Xuan was giving up, he wasn't stupid. He pinched himself hard, and a clear pain came through.

'Wasn't it a dream? Or were we attacked by bandits?'

The Ning Family Manor was guarded by experts, and the guards were well-trained. Ning Xuan could tell from their eyes that they had all killed people. The fact that his father could hire a group of guards who had killed people to watch over an empty manor in the mountains clearly showed that he had a powerful background.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for the bandits in the surrounding mountains to have killed everyone silently.

Moreover, he didn't smell any blood.

'They shouldn't be bandits, so what exactly happened?'

Ning Xuan thought to himself, but his actions were swift. Although he was somewhat afraid, he still made a decision: he could not go back to his room. He had to find a place to hide himself and wait until dawn.

Then, he looked up at the sky again.

moon.

black.

He shivered, took a deep breath, and quickly walked towards the side courtyard. He remembered there was a viewing rockery there, which was deep enough to hide in.

A moment later, Ning Xuan had hidden himself.

He clenched his fists, calmed his racing heart, and slowed his breathing as he quietly awaited dawn.

He felt large drops of sweat sliding down his back.

Having been pampered for so long, he hadn't encountered a danger he had to face on his own for a long time.

Fortunately, he finally saw the sunlight.

But his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Not quite right!

The sunlight is white.

Pale white!

The pale sunlight shone on the artificial hill, making him feel as if he had suddenly jumped into a "pre-time travel black and white television".

In that moment of distraction, he felt something watching him.

He mechanically and slowly turned his head, as if time had been slowed down, and he met a pair of blood-red eyes.

Immediately afterwards, a gust of evil wind blew in.

He felt a strong impact and a tearing pain in his chest.

The artificial hill has crumbled.

He was shattered too.

He lay on the ground along with the broken stones from the artificial hill.

He tried to turn his head away to see what had attacked him.

Then he saw a black bear, a black bear with hair like steel needles, a head as big as a bucket, and ears like tattered sails.

When the black bear saw him looking at it, it grinned, revealing a human-like, mocking smile and a row of dense, sharp, melon-seed-like teeth.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten a person."

The black bear uttered a strange human voice, then grabbed him and began to gnaw at him, starting from his feet and gradually moving up his calves, thighs, and waist. Whenever he fainted, the black bear would shake him awake.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!"

Ning Xuan let out an unimaginable scream.

He sat up abruptly, gasping for breath, his fearful eyes scanning his surroundings, only to see the gauze curtains hanging quietly, the walls reflecting the moonlight.

This is his house.

"It was a nightmare. Thankfully, it was just a nightmare."

He raised his hand to wipe his sweat, only to find that he was completely soaked. He casually said, "Xiao Jie, pour me a glass of honey water."

However, there was no response.

Ning Xuan suddenly turned his head.

A gray house, a black moon, and wind blowing from the distant mountains, banging against the door with a harsh "pattering" sound.

(End of this chapter)