A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 2.2. So Bitter
Ning Xuan remained motionless for several breaths, like a lifeless sculpture.

The next instant, he felt his heart being gripped.

Fortunately, he had a time-travel experience, and several possibilities such as "a dream within a dream" or "encountering a ghost" flashed through his mind.

His hands and feet were ice cold, but his brain started working.

'If it's a repeat of the previous scene, the bear demon will likely not appear until dawn, so I need to descend the mountain tonight. But if it's not a repeat, or if I didn't hide well enough, causing the bear demon to discover me prematurely...'

Ning Xuan recalled the agony of being devoured alive.

Those who have never had a bear bite their feet cannot possibly understand the maddening pain that comes with it.

'How can there be demons? Why do demons even exist?!'

Ning Xuan clutched his hair in anguish.

He wanted to cry.

He has been in this world for sixteen years, living in Xinghe County for sixteen years. He has sought martial arts and immortality, but has never discovered anything extraordinary. As for demons, he has never even heard of them.

He absolutely, positively wants to never experience that kind of pain again.

'Calm down, calm down. Now that it's happened, we need to figure out a solution.'

Ning Xuan forced himself to calm down and not let this fear control him.

He must choose a more accurate escape route.

He recalled the terrain of the mountain villa.

In front of the villa is a wide platform with a mountain path on each side. The left path is paved with stone steps and is quite wide, while the right path is simply cleared of weeds and trees and is somewhat cramped.

But no matter which side he was on, both sides were dense, dark forests. If there were ferocious beasts hiding in them, his reckless descent down the mountain would be tantamount to suicide.

Behind the villa is a cliff, and his master bedroom is built on the edge of the cliff. As long as you open the window, you can see the majestic mountains and the vast sea of ​​clouds, which is truly pleasing to the eye.

Ning Xuan pondered for a moment, and suddenly had an idea.

He tiptoed around the villa and, finding no danger, quickly went into the warehouse, took out a thick hemp rope and a fairly large wooden bucket, gritted his teeth, and spent a considerable amount of time making a hanging basket.

After testing its durability, he quickly washed himself, changed into clean clothes without any odor, and then threw two pieces of sweaty clothes on each side of the mountain path in front of the villa, and threw his sweaty boots far down the mountain path.

After doing all this, he quickly returned, repeatedly wiping his body with dirt and leaves, while taking a dagger from the guardhouse of the mountain villa and cutting some lush green branches.

Afterwards, he arrived at the villa, found an old tree, tied the basket to it, and lowered it little by little, not too deep, so that he wouldn't be unable to climb out.

He tried a few times, then climbed into the basket himself, placing the green branches all around him and pressing them over his head.
This was the best solution he could think of.

He doesn't need to run away.

He just needs to endure until dawn.

call.
call.
The cold wind was biting.

He remained motionless in the hanging basket, waiting anxiously.

The sky slowly began to brighten.

Ning Xuan could clearly see the blazing sun rising between the mountains.

The pale sunlight was like the eye of some terrifying giant, slowly opening.

He slowed his breathing, suppressed his heartbeat, and tried to think about Xiaojie's white thighs and snow-capped breasts to distract himself from the fear in his heart.

The sun was getting higher and higher.

The fog on the cliff brightened up.

Ning Xuan felt a sense of peace.

Suddenly, he felt a drop of rain fall from above.

patter
Rain fell on the left side of his nose and then quickly trickled down.

He could smell the rain.

腥！
It's very fishy!

It was incredibly fishy!

He slowly raised his head and looked up, only to see a black bear, about ten feet tall, lying on the edge of the cliff watching him.

Upon meeting his gaze, the bear demon revealed a mocking smile, then stretched out its claws and grabbed the rope of the hanging basket.

Ning Xuan's eyes revealed unimaginable despair.

In the next instant, he gritted his teeth and gripped the dagger tightly.

He took the dagger from the guardhouse; he had cut tree branches beforehand.

Now, he aimed the dagger at the hemp rope, pressing and cutting, then frantically slicing it.

The dagger was swift.

The rope snapped almost instantly.

As he plummeted down the cliff in the gondola, he actually felt a sense of relief. As long as he wasn't eaten alive by that bear demon, he didn't mind dying from the fall!

He stared wide-eyed at the rapidly receding cliff and the bear demon on it. *Thud!*
Ning Xuan felt as if he had passed through something.

Then, he landed.

But the expected excruciating pain did not come, because he had returned to the villa.

When he crossed a certain boundary, he was automatically teleported back to the villa, to his own bed, along with the hanging basket, just like being trapped in a maze.

Just then, a series of thumping sounds came from afar. The sound was extremely fast, getting faster and faster. At first, it sounded like distant drums, but soon it turned into thunder right next to our ears, with the "thump thump thump" sound almost tearing our eardrums apart.

He looked in horror and saw smoke and dust rising in the distance, and the sound of houses collapsing one after another. As soon as he got up, he saw that the wall of his bedroom had been smashed open by a huge figure.

Heavy breathing, a foul odor, and a massive shadow, several feet long, reappeared in his field of vision.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten a person." The bear demon revealed a ferocious smile.

Ning Xuan's Adam's apple bobbed. He suddenly stood up, trembling as he gripped the dagger, and charged forward, wailing, "Die!!"

Bang!
He was knocked down by the bear demon.

The bear demon seemed to enjoy its powerful prey. It didn't even take Ning Xuan's dagger, but let him weakly use the dagger to cut into the thick-armored bear's body before it began to eat slowly and elegantly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"pain!"

"It hurts!"

Ning Xuan wept bitterly, then his body arched and sprang back.

Bang!
He bounced up and then pressed down again.

The wooden planks of the bed made a dull thud.

He was breathing heavily, and it took him a long time to calm down.

The gauze curtains hung quietly, the bedding was already soaked with tears, the walls reflected the moonlight, and the sound of pine trees rustling outside the window filled the air. Everything was so tranquil.

"Xiao Jie," he called out, his voice hoarse. Sure enough, the beautiful girl who was always there didn't respond, because she wasn't there at all.

Is he trapped in a nightmare that's almost a cycle of reincarnation? Or is it some other kind of endless hell?

In his last death, he actually tested many things.

For example, he simply cannot leave this mountain villa.

"Maybe, maybe there's an unexpected turn of events? Maybe I'm just looking for the wrong way out."

Ning Xuan suddenly stood up, hurriedly put on his shoes, and skillfully picked up the dagger from the guard room. This time, he also carried a long sword.

He ran frantically toward the villa.

He ran down the wide mountain path on the left.

After walking only ten steps or so, he felt himself bump into something, and in an instant, the scenery changed, and he was back in his bedroom.

He continued running, heading towards the dirt mountain path on the right.

After walking another ten steps or so, the scenery before him changed instantly, and he returned to his bedroom.

He frantically tried to leave the mountain village in every direction; he squeezed through gaps in the trees and jumped off the cliff from every angle.

He tried more than a hundred times, but without exception, as soon as he left the villa even a little bit, he would be sent back as if by some kind of magic.

until
The sky brightened once again.

The blazing sun, with its pale light, pressed down on the desolate mountain village.

The boy, with a dagger in his left hand and a long sword in his right, stood alone in the courtyard, bathed in sunlight, his hair disheveled.

He lowered his head and squinted, but his eyes no longer held the pampered air of a spoiled young master; instead, they were filled with bloodlust and madness.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of wind.

got windy.

The wind came from behind.

He suddenly turned around, brandishing his dagger and longsword, and roared as he slashed at the bear demon!

Bang!
He was knocked away.

He was pinned down beneath the bear demon.

The bear demon sat with its back to him and began to gnaw on his leg.

He frantically slashed at the bear demon's back with his knife and dagger, but this only increased the bear demon's excitement.

Unimaginable waves of excruciating pain washed over me.

"It's so bitter."

(End of this chapter)