A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 31. Stealing Incense, the Body of a Bodhisattva

The next morning, just as dawn broke, Ning Xuan was already lying on a soft and fragrant bed.

Every inch of his flesh, once devoured by demons, is now stained with the scent of rouge.

The wind outside the window carries the scent of rouge.

Ning Xuan was in a good mood, feeling that every muscle in his body was in a state of pleasure.

At this time, the door rang.

The person knocking on the door walked very lightly and knocked very slowly.

Ning Xuan said, "Come in."

Xiao Jie then came in.

She lowered her head and wept, her embroidered shoes shuffling forward until they stopped a foot from the bed.

Ning Xuan didn't even open his eyes and said, "I heard too many stories yesterday, are you going to tell me one too?"

Last night, he was in the Agarwood Pavilion. The courtesans there naturally knew who this young man was, so some of them started talking to Ning Xuan about their past, hoping that the young man would take pity on them and help them "rise in rank".

Therefore, Ning Xuan heard many tragic stories and drank a lot of fine wine with the young ladies.

Ordering fine wine is all on the young ladies.

The young lady gets extra money.

This is the gentle haven he described as having "wine, stories, and a beautiful woman to add fragrance to the scene."

Xiao Jie cried, "Young master asked me to buy a mansion close to the Kushi Zen Temple, but I... I searched for a long time but couldn't find one, so I could only buy one here. Please forgive me, young master."

Last night, Ning Xuan went to Chenxiang Pavilion, while Xiao Jie went to buy a mansion overnight.

Then, Xiaojie bought the best-lit, most beautiful, and largest mansion opposite Chenxiang Pavilion.

"You."

Ning Xuan sighed and said, "Never mind, this house is only three streets away from the Kushi Zen Temple in Wangyue Prefecture, which is very close."

The tears on Xiaojie's face vanished instantly, and she nodded emphatically, saying, "It's really close!"

Neither of them mentioned that the mansion was right across from the Chenxiang Pavilion.

Ning Xuan then instructed, "Take some time to send someone to bring all my horses, dogs, chickens, and all those treasures."

Xiao Jie replied, "Yes."

Then she turned and left.

She was very sensible and wouldn't make a fool of herself after the young master returned from playing at Chenxiang Pavilion.

Ning Xuan watched her retreating figure.

Speaking of which, very few women can compare to Xiaojie.

Not only does he know how to behave appropriately and get things done, but he's also very light-hearted.
She is light enough to be held in one's arms, and not heavy enough to be pressed down by a pillow; she is like a delicate swallow, truly a beauty of her generation.

Add to that the chance encounter in front of the Kushi Zen Temple that day.
It seems Xiaojie owes him a story too.

The new mansion was exceptionally quiet.

Besides the scent of rouge, it also has floral and watery fragrances;
Besides the sound of the wind, there is also the sound of wind chimes.

The noisy wind chimes were Xiaojie's favorite.

Like a mother animal declaring her territorial sovereignty, she would hang the wind chimes on the eaves if the young master did not object.

When there is wind, the sound of the wind chimes is like the crashing waves of the sea, which is very noisy.

Ning Xuan liked this kind of noisy atmosphere.

Noise is always better than a dead silence, like the dead of night and day.

Noisy and vulgar things are what he likes.

However, after Xiaojie walked away, he still forced himself to sit up and took out the small box he had brought last night.

He left the Ning residence without taking anything extra, only this small box.

Now, he has opened it.

Four Bodhisattva statues lay inside the box.

One of them belonged to the bear demon, and the other three were found in Manfeng Mountain.

The demon is gone, but the Bodhisattva remains. He said he wanted to see it, so the ugly servant gave it to him.

The four Bodhisattvas all looked the same, even the Bodhisattva form that the Scent-Stealing Rat had manifested that day was the same. Their bodies were as clear as pure water, their Buddha heads had spiral hair like blue lotuses, their faces were like full moons, there was a white hair between their eyebrows, their eyes were lowered, and their lips held a smile, both majestic and compassionate.

Ning Xuan recalled what the three bear demon kings had said before: "Good fragrance, sincere heart, and strong body are necessary to receive a response from the Bodhisattva." With a thought, he summoned the [Fragrance Stealing Rat].

The significant increase in his spiritual attributes, along with the existence of his innate demonic art "Fragrance Stealing Technique," made him see the Bodhisattva not as a Bodhisattva, but as a jade statue, an inanimate object enveloped in the outline of a treasure formed by the rising smoke of incense.
There was a brocade cassock, a yin wind banner, and treasures belonging to monkeys and sheep.
He stared at the Bodhisattva statue, then suddenly raised his hand and slowly pressed it down, simultaneously activating the "Fragrance Stealing Technique".

He doesn't burn incense.

He wanted to steal the fragrance.

He was still a little nervous.

After all, he didn't know if these Bodhisattva statues had any other mysteries.

But if the stealing rat can steal it, why can't he steal it too?
Within the Bodhisattva statue, the outline of the treasure began to blur. As the first wisp of incense was drawn in, the rest followed, peeling away layers of smoke as they came toward Ning Xuan, spreading out along his five fingers.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the outlines of the incense and treasures in the first Bodhisattva statue were completely exhausted.

Ning Xuan felt a strange power within his body, which swirled and moved around him like a thin mist.

This is the power of incense.

He was unable to use the treasures, but he did absorb all the incense that formed the outline of the treasures.

He clenched his fist, and the incense smoke moved at his will, quickly forming an enormous golden palm around his body. This palm was larger than a person and resembled the Bodhisattva he had seen that day.

Ning Xuan knew when to stop and stopped absorbing more, instead putting away the remaining three Bodhisattva statues.

He wants to wait and see.

Several more days passed.

Ning Xuan's days and nights were reversed.

During the day, he returned to the mansion yawning.

The mansion was already a bit lively because Xiao Jie had hired several maids.

But it was only a small increase, because the mansion only had a few more maids.

Has someone come looking for me?

Although it was obvious, Ning Xuan still asked a question casually.

Xiao Jie shook her head and said, "Not a single one."

Ning Xuan was not surprised.

Although this time should be enough for those who need to know to know about "Young Master Ning", they are still waiting for the dust to settle.

Once it's settled, things will either cool down completely or become even colder than they are now;

Either his door is always bustling with visitors, with gentlemen from all over coming to see him.

Yes! We should look for him, not Master Ning.

He will become the new Master Ning, and in some ways even more powerful than Master Ning.

The imperial court is wary of high-ranking officials because these officials have gathered a large number of loyal subordinates through the dragon's aura, so they cannot be allowed to live for more than two generations; but the imperial court is obviously not wary of martial artists who have nothing to do with the dragon's aura and can cooperate with the Celestial Master to guard the mountains and rivers for a long time.

The imperial court was not stingy in granting such "special talents" real power.

Ning Xuan went to a secluded room that had been cleared out specifically for his cultivation.

The secret chamber was very large, measuring over ten zhang in length and width.

Ning Xuan clenched his fist, and the ten-foot-long golden hand reappeared outside his body—this was the power of incense.

After several days of simple testing, he found that the incense had no side effects.

He then took out the remaining three Bodhisattva statues and began to absorb their essence one by one.

Half an hour later.
Snapped.

Snapped.

Snapped.

He also discarded the three Bodhisattva statues.

With a thought, a radiant golden Bodhisattva gradually unfolded outside his body, with lotus-shaped hair, a face like a full moon, and a white hair between his eyebrows.

He hunched over, adopting a prone posture, so that he could be fully crammed into the ant-hole-like cultivation chamber without breaking it.

(End of this chapter)