Orluros
Stories
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1.5 M
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Reading
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Qi Wuhuo, holding the jade pillow, returned to his bed. As soon as he closed his eyes, he fell into a deep, drowsy sleep. The jade pillow seemed to be hollow inside, appearing to grow larger and larger until it suddenly enveloped him. Qi Wuhuo felt as if he were falling into an abyss, and a cold sweat broke out all over him. In the midst of the daze, it seemed as if he opened his eyes and saw that the sky had turned to dusk. He had slept for a long time, and outside, a heavy snow was falling, covering…-
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As soon as the voice fell, there was a clatter. The small mechanism in the red-dressed girl's hand had fallen onto the carriage’s carpet, making a dull sound, and she seemed unable to immediately process what her father had said. After a moment, her face turned pale and she asked: “Father, are you joking?” Su Shengyuan responded seriously: “Marriage is a serious matter, how could Father treat it lightly? This child’s talent is extraordinary, like a dragon soaring in the wild. In just a few…
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Twelve hundred steps carried. Twelve hundred years of lifespan. Such a statement carries a tremendous weight. The insects and fireflies in the gauze bag seemed momentarily dazed. Qi Wuhuo raised his head to look at the old man, his chewing slowed, and he furrowed his brows, saying: “Are you perhaps joking, old sir?” “According to legend, even Peng Zu only lived for eight hundred years. Twelve hundred years?” The old man spread his hand and smiled with amusement: “Well, since you refuse this…
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“Good fate?” Qi Wuhuo shook his head upon hearing this, and recited a line from his dream: “A mere trifling effort, not worth mentioning.” After a pause, he added with a hint of youthful stubbornness, trying to justify himself: “I didn’t help the old sir just to be repaid!” The old man laughed and said: “Of course, I know that.” Then he fell silent. The night watchman, holding a wooden clapper, walked over and glanced at Qi Wuhuo. It seemed as if he didn’t notice the elderly…
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Qi Wuhuo was deeply absorbed in the scene. Upon hearing the call, he subconsciously moved forward, taking a few more steps, avoiding the rocky terrain. The full moon hung high in the sky, its light flowing down like water. His vision cleared, and he saw the poet clearly. Under the full moon, on a piece of blue stone, an elderly man in a purple robe was sitting cross-legged. He had white hair and a white beard, but his spirit was still quite vigorous. A gourd was hanging from his waist, and he was smiling…
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“Destiny is called 'nature', and following nature is called 'Dao', and the cultivation of the Dao is called 'teaching.' The Dao cannot be separated from it for even a moment, anything that can be separated, it is not the Dao.” “Therefore, a gentleman should be cautious of what is not seen and fearful of what he does not hear. There is nothing more hidden than what is unseen, nothing more evident than what is subtle. Thus, a gentleman is particularly careful when alone.” On the edge of the…
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The mountain wind stirred the forest, rustling through the wilds with a gentle whisper. Under the deep azure sky, the blaze consuming the pavilion had been extinguished. Wisps of lingering smoke swirled in the wind, drifting beyond the mountains. Torches gathered at the mountain’s foot, their flickering light mirrored by the clamor of countless voices. “It’s here!” “Look! There’s still smoke drifting down from above!” “Just like the immortal said—this has to be the place! Who in their…
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Zhi... zhi... zhi... Within the verdant forest, cicadas cried out in a ceaseless chorus. A bird flitted by, wings fluttering, and with a sharp motion snatched a summer cicada from a branch, clutching it in its beak. The tinkling of a bell rang out faintly in the distance, gradually drawing near. Beneath the shade of the trees, a figure in a rain cape and bamboo hat led a weary old donkey along at a leisurely pace. Trailing behind was a woman in a black dress, her hands bound, yet her eyes darted…
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Gazing at the hanging corpse, Lu Liangsheng could no longer hold on. Supporting himself with the Veiled Moon Sword, he half-knelt to the ground. In his half-conscious state, he felt the old donkey stretch out its tongue to lick his face, then nudged him with its snout, snorting twice. Not far away, the Toad Daoist came bounding over with labored breaths, his webbed feet flapping as he ran. Hong Lian flew ahead, arriving first. "Young Master!" "Liangsheng!" The Toad Daoist extended a webbed limb to feel…
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"Young Master!" Nie Honglian passed through the wooden steps. Outside the pavilion, under the eaves, lanterns swayed gently, casting a dim glow. In the darkness, the crouched figure carved out the silhouette of a fox shadow upon the wall. Ooo~ A mournful fox cry rang out. Its emerald eyes gleamed faintly, trailing a ghostly green light as they shifted, gazing toward the broken lattice window. Footsteps and the sound of wind closed in. The scholar curled his lips slightly, revealing sharp fangs, and a…
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