Nonsense! How could my adopted son be a villain?

Xu Lingguang did not notice anything unusual about him.

In his view, the two had already talked things out, and Song Nanchu had tacitly agreed to wipe the grudges clean. Although there was still some awkwardness, he could still occasionally order this cheap apprentice around, since he would also need to live in the house once it was built.

Therefore, he had no qualms about ordering Song Nan around.

With the diligent efforts of the two patients, a small wooden cabin was completed in about ten days.

The entire house occupies only about ten square meters. Although it's small and doesn't even have a door, at least it provides a place to live.

Xu Lingguang was very excited. He had been here for a month and was finally going to settle down.

He built a low platform out of wood, then gathered soft, withered grass and leaves to line it. Finally, he took out clean bedding from his storage ring and laid it out, creating a simple but fairly comfortable little bed.

He looked at the clean, brand-new bed, took off his dusty outer robe, and carefully sat on it to test it. It felt soft to the touch and was quite sturdy, which was very nice.

He collapsed onto the bed, let out a long sigh, and said, "Finally, I don't have to sleep under the open sky anymore."

Song Nanchu didn't understand why he was so excited. He transformed back into his original form, his black snake tail swaying slightly as he slowly coiled himself up. He couldn't help but ask the question that had been bothering him for a long time: "Are you planning to live here from now on?"

It was just a temporary place to stay, and in his opinion, it wasn't really necessary.

Xu Lingguang looked up at him and said, "It's hard to say what will happen in the future, but I should stay here until my enemies give up chasing me."

"This place is quite nice too." He rolled over contentedly and murmured, "The scenery is beautiful, with clear waters and lush mountains. Although the house is a bit simple now, we can expand it later. We can fence off a small yard in front of the house, plant some fruit trees, and raise a few pheasants. We can also cultivate the land behind the house into a vegetable garden..."

Before he traveled through time, he said he wanted to quit his job and go back to his hometown to farm. This wasn't just a casual remark. If he really couldn't make it in the big city, going back to his hometown wouldn't be a bad idea.

In the past month, he has fully accepted the possibility that he cannot go back. With the idea of ​​"since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it," he has begun to plan his retirement life.

Ailao Mountain is actually a wonderful place, a natural oxygen bar with beautiful mountains and clear waters. In the modern world, such a wonderful place has been developed into a tourist attraction, and the property prices in the vicinity have also risen accordingly. How could they possibly allow him to acquire land and build houses?

But now he can occupy a mountain all by himself.

If you can't be a dragon overlord, being a mountain king isn't bad either.

Everyone has a bright future.

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After the house was built, Xu Lingguang's excitement grew even higher.

With nothing much to do in the mountains, he would carry a hoe and shovel to the back of the house to cultivate the vegetable garden at dawn every day. When it got hot at noon, he would collect branches and vines to build a fence. In short, he was always busy from morning till night. One day, he even caught two pheasants and held them in his arms like treasures to show Song Nanchu: "I finally caught them, a male and a female. Now we can have eggs to eat."

After saying that, he remembered that there was still no stove in the house. He handed the pheasant with its feet tied to Song Nanchu and said, "Keep an eye on it for me. I'll go find some more stones and build a stove. We need to have a hot pot for the housewarming party. Today is a good day to start a fire and celebrate."

Before Song Nan could even speak, Xu Lingguang had already disappeared from sight. He looked down and stared at the two proud and arrogant pheasants in his arms.

Song Nanchu: "..."

Pheasant: Cluck cluck cluck!

Song Nan's temples were throbbing with veins, but he didn't dare take his anger out on the two pheasants. He could only purse his lips and throw the pheasants into the corner of the house, and pat the snake's tail slightly—this wooden house was not very sturdy, and he was afraid that if he patted it too hard, he would break something and Xu Lingguang would hold him accountable.

Xu Lingguang quickly built a stove in front of the house.

He had asked Yu Yun to prepare some everyday utensils like pots and pans beforehand, and they came in handy now.

With the ingredients readily available, Xu Lingguang started a fire and skillfully prepared two dishes and a soup, placing them on a large stone in the front yard that served as a table, before inviting Song Nan to come out and eat.

Song Nan slowly moved out, and his expression changed when he smelled the rich fragrance.

He had already entered the Transcendent Realm and could abstain from grains long ago. However, he was currently in a weakened state and would consume some foods containing spiritual energy to aid his recovery. It's just that Xu Lingguang had been busy building houses and cultivating fields, so they had been just eating whatever they could find.

This was the first time he had ever truly eaten a meal cooked by Xu Lingguang himself.

It smells nice.

Xu Ling sat down with his legs crossed in front of the large rock, thought for a moment, then took out a flask of wine, his eyes crinkling with delight as he asked, "Can you drink?"

Song Nan nodded slightly, and Xu Lingguang poured him a cup as well.

Xu Lingguang's cooking skills were excellent; simple ingredients were transformed into countless delicacies in his hands. Song Nanchu had only intended to have a token meal, but whether it was the wonderful atmosphere or the influence of the alcohol, he ended up eating quite a bit without realizing it.

The two of them finished off the entire pot of spirit wine.

His alcohol tolerance was acceptable, so he didn't get drunk, but Xu Lingguang's alcohol tolerance was unexpectedly poor. In the end, he completely lost his senses and stumbled onto Song Nanchu's tail, talking nonsense.

After listening for a few sentences, Song Nan realized it was all illogical nonsense and stopped listening. Feeling somewhat uncomfortable, he wanted to back off.

Xu Lingguang, feeling hot and slightly tipsy, suddenly felt the cool cushion beneath him trying to escape. He quickly grabbed it and grumbled, "Don't move!"

Song Nan paused, stared at him with an inscrutable expression for a long time, and finally didn't back down.

Xu Lingguang was sleeping soundly, hugging his tail, looking like he was going to sleep forever. Song Nanchu waited patiently for a while, but he still didn't wake up. In the end, he could only curl up his tail with a stern face and drag him back to bed.

Xu Lingguang lay sprawled on the bed, his hands still groping for his tail, mumbling incoherent drunken ramblings.

Song Nan's patience ran out, and he ignored him, slowly climbing up to the roof beam to sleep.

Because he had been drinking, Song Nan slept for a long time before waking up.

He lazily opened his eyes, leisurely flicked his tail, and was surprised to find that the sky outside was already ablaze with sunset colors, but Xu Lingguang on the bed was still asleep.

That's incredibly low alcohol tolerance.

Song Nan frowned, hesitated for a moment, then slid down the beam and called out to Xu Lingguang.

The person on the bed did not react; the exposed half of their face was flushed, and even their breath was scalding hot.

Song Nan realized something was wrong, transformed back into human form, turned him over, frowned, pressed down on his wrist, and sent a wisp of spiritual energy into Xu Lingguang's body to examine him closely.

Within the shattered inner chambers, the remaining spiritual energy surged wildly, impacting the already fragile internal organs.

If this continues unchecked, Xu Lingguang will die within two months.