A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 6.6 Concealment
Ning Xuan's father is Master Ning.

But the master also has a name.

Master Ning was no exception.

His name is Ning Taiyi.

But his original name wasn't Ning Taiyi. He changed his name to "Taiyi" because he liked metaphysics. Similarly, he named Ning Xuan "Xuan".

Ning Taiyi is often away from home, sometimes for three or four days, and sometimes for three or four months.

Ning Xuan asked his mother.

The mother said, "Your father has some influence outside, and many people will ask him to do things like mediation." Ning Xuan asked again, "Where does he go, and what kind of mediation is it? Can he really mediate just by having influence?" The mother said she didn't know.

Ning Xuan didn't ask much about the older generation's past, but even though he didn't ask, he still roughly knew how his father and mother met.

That process was a little better than his reunion with Xiaojie.

The good thing is that Xiaojie sells her calligraphy at a stall outside the Zen gate in the neighboring city, while her mother accompanies the old lady in chanting Buddhist prayers and burning incense inside the Zen gate, with the abbot himself striking the Buddhist chime.

Xiao Jie came from a humble background; her mother came from a wealthy family.

My mother lived quietly here until Mr. Ning, who was already over thirty years old, arrived.

Mr. Ning, who was in his thirties, was popular with both young and old.

His mother fell in love with him.

Therefore, the mother was not involved in Master Ning's life before he came here; she neither knew nor asked.

Ke Ningxuan felt that as his father's son, besides waiting for his father's arrangements, he should also inherit his mantle, but he did not. He didn't even know what "father's face" meant.

Sometimes, he even wanted to ask if he was really Master Ning's biological son, since he had been reincarnated and had only witnessed his own birth.

But there's really no need to ask this question, because anyone can tell from their appearance that he and Master Ning are father and son.
Master Ning is a refined gentleman.

Young Master Ning, on the other hand, is a pretty boy.

They were all made from the same mold.

Master Ning's doting on him was written all over his face.

But whatever you ask for, I will grant!

Moreover, the people that Master Ning hired were all very obedient to him.

Even though these people had never seen him before, just because he was Young Master Ning, they were willing to get out of bed in the middle of the night and follow him for most of the day without asking any questions or reason, without any complaints.

Last night, when he returned with a group of people, Master Ning had just gone out again.

At this moment, Ning Xuan put away the Mountain-Striking Bear Heavenly Demon Talisman, returned to his original form, and went out to find the head of the manor's guards, the kind-looking old man who carried a black metal tube of "Rain of Pear Blossom Needles".

"What brings you here, young master?" the old man asked with a smile.

Ning Xuan respectfully asked, "May I ask your name, elder?"

The old man hurriedly returned the greeting, saying, "My name is Han Ba, and I am known in the martial arts world as the Eight-Armed Old Man."

Ning Xuan said, "But you don't have eight arms."

The old man named Han Ba ​​laughed and said, "It's just an exaggeration to say that I move quickly and, when I unleash my power, it's as if I have eight arms."

Ning Xuan said, "Zhang Erquan, the martial arts master of the manor known as 'Swallow Chasing Wind Saber,' how do you compare to him?"

Han Ba ​​said, "If it's a life-or-death struggle, he will die within ten steps, and I will die within ten steps."

Ning Xuan bowed again and said, "It seems that you and my teacher are senior figures in the martial arts world."

He had originally planned to become an apprentice.

Now, the idea of ​​becoming an apprentice has turned into inquiries.

Han Ba ​​smiled and said, "Young master is very polite and humble, but I really don't know why you suddenly left the manor yesterday."

Ning Xuan said, "The yin energy in the mountains is heavy. I was hit by the cold and wanted to leave, but it was dark and there were many ferocious beasts in the mountains. So I can only trouble you all to see me off."

Han Ba ​​felt something was off. But considering the identity of the boy in front of him, it didn't seem unreasonable.

Ning Xuan said seriously, "I want to learn some kung fu."

Han Ba ​​said, "The more you learn, the more dangerous it is. Without the master's permission, I dare not teach you martial arts in private. But the Swallow Chasing Wind Blade is already quite remarkable."

Ning Xuan said, "But I've always heard that there are powers in this world that transcend martial arts. I wonder if you've heard of any?"

Han Ba ​​stroked his beard and remained silent for a moment before saying, "Young master, you heard it from a storyteller, didn't you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly paused, because he noticed that the boy opposite him was looking at him thoughtfully.

Han Ba ​​hurriedly said, "Did I say something wrong?"

Ning Xuan asked disappointedly, "Really not?"

Han Ba ​​said, "Really not."

The air suddenly became quiet.

Ning Xuan nodded and said, "Sigh, I'm going to practice my sword."

Han Ba ​​said, "Then this old man will take the guards back to the manor."

Ning Xuan said, "It's a rare opportunity for you to come to my residence, so please stay for two more days."

Han Ba ​​said, "No, now that you have escorted him there, I should return as well."

Ning Xuan said, "Mr. Han, please feel free to do as you please. However, if you return to the manor, please send a message to let us know that you are safe and sound."

Han Ba ​​smiled and said, "Young master, you are truly a gentleman who treats the virtuous with respect. Please go on your business. I will send word to you after I return to the mountain."

A moment later, the old man watched the boy's back disappear around the corner, then revealed an extremely annoyed expression. He clenched his fists, frowned, and raised his hand as if to slap himself.

Finally, he slowly lowered his fist, his sorrowful expression fading, and murmured, "I've been hunting geese for years, never suffering a mishap, but today a little gosling pecked my eye. Oh, my old man!"

He was tricked into revealing information.

That little fox is too clever.

He was too careless.

He wasn't on guard against Young Master Ning, but Young Master Ning chatted with him casually, using a familiar tone, but suddenly blurted out, "But, I've always heard that there are powers in this world that are even more powerful than martial arts. I wonder if you've heard of them, sir?"
He hadn't been on guard, but when those words were mentioned, he was startled. He paused for a moment, then made the mistake that only a guilty person would make, quickly asking, "Did I say something wrong?" Then, the young master Ning kindly handed him the stairs, and he hurriedly went downstairs, saying, "Really, no."

"Ouch, ouch!"

Han Ba ​​couldn't help but slap his own mouth, filled with regret. After all, the master had said that he was not allowed to tell the young master certain things.

However, he quickly began to comfort himself.

Perhaps all of this is just his own imagination as a seasoned veteran.

That young master probably didn't think that far ahead at all.

After all, these words sounded like normal casual conversation.

He felt there was a problem, but only because he was a seasoned veteran.

"So there really is a power in this world that surpasses martial arts."

"Dad definitely knows."

"But he didn't tell me."

"Is it to avoid involving their offspring in danger, so they deliberately withhold these secrets? Father doesn't seem like such a pedantic and ignorant person."

Suddenly, Ning Xuan felt a thin psychological barrier growing between himself and his father.

Although he transmigrated, he was reborn as a baby.

He was raised by his father, so there was a bond between them.

(End of this chapter)