Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
647
Words
1.5 M
Comments
1
Reading
5 d, 4 h
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“…Sweet buns with molten sugar filling, pan-crisp almond cakes—come take a look, good sirs and madams passing by, would you care for a taste?!” “Flatbread—large and round, fresh off the griddle!” “Candied hawthorn skewers…” “Chamber pots! Chamber pots with elegant floral patterns—useless to you, perhaps, but perfect for planting flowers, a touch of charm and novelty!” ….. It was early summer. After the last rainfall of late spring, the servant boy carrying a teapot weaved…
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299.2 K • Ongoing
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The Toad Daoist merely froze for a moment, then pushed himself up from the ground. He crawled over to the collapsed and slanted stone gate, reached out to touch the moss that covered its surface, and his gaze grew solemn. “This shouldn’t be...” Footsteps pressed against the grassy earth and scattered mud. In the corner of his eye, the toad caught sight of someone approaching—Lu Liangsheng had walked to the side. Even just by looking at the tilted stone gate, one could guess what had happened.…
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"Haha!" The old man shook his white head and laughed, his expression calm as he leaned against the wall. His gaze passed over the Daoist’s head, landing on the motes of dust dancing in the beam of sunlight shining into the prison. "If this old man wished to leave, all I'd need to do is lower my head. But my neck’s a bit stiff—no matter what, it just won't bend." "But if you stay, you might be beheaded..." Zuo Zhengyang had mentioned the situation earlier. The Daoist couldn’t help but ask: "Is…
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Morning light streamed through the lattice window, motes of dust dancing in its glow. Madam Wang and the four scholars sat in quiet stillness, watching as Lu Liangsheng stood before the bookshelf, gently leafing through a tome. Rustle~ With a flick of his finger, the page turned. Gazing at the content inscribed upon the first page, Lu Liangsheng confirmed that this was indeed a second, entirely different volume of the . "The one I possess speaks mostly of forest beasts and mountain spirits, or ghosts…
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The night wind swept through the forested wilds. From within the shadowy outlines of the distant mountains came the occasional howl of wolves. Amidst the woods, a rustling sound—shasha shasha—could be heard. The leaf-covered ground bulged slightly in places, the movement spreading closer and closer. Whoosh— The mound burst open. Dead leaves and clumps of soil scattered in all directions as Sun Yingxian shot out from the ground. The moment his feet touched earth, two Divine Movement Talismans…
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Once bitten by a snake, one will fear even a well rope for ten years. “Gulp~” The four of them swallowed nervously. You looked at me, I looked at you. Unconsciously, they shifted their steps a little closer to the door. Over in the shadows, the flickering candlelight illuminated half of the woman's face as she slowly turned her head. Beneath the coarse veil, she parted her lips in a light smile. "Four gentlemen, why are you all just standing there…?" “T-this… young lady, you likely won’t…
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Woof woof… In the dead of night, a dog's barking rang out from somewhere within the city. In a certain house, the sleeping commoners were suddenly roused by a clatter upon the eaves. One of them pushed open a window and looked outside. “Who’s throwing stones in the middle of the night!?” A shadow flickered into the distance, darting along the courtyard wall. With a leap, a foot landed lightly on a tree branch. The bough bent under the weight and then rebounded, rustling softly as it sprang…
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“I said it before—Brother Chongwen has a broad and magnanimous heart.” “Indeed. Now that you’ve attained the Juren title, you may well gain high office and riches at next spring’s imperial examinations.” “When that time comes, we’ll be counting on you to lend us a hand, Brother Chongwen.” As the idle chatter continued, the five of them hurried down the street. Suddenly, Wang Chongwen came to a halt. He glanced around, then turned his head slightly. “Did any of you hear a woman…
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After crossing the river and heading north, they entered the territory of Northern Zhou. The continuous spring rains had finally come to a stop. On a muddy path winding through desolate hills, an old donkey carried a reclining scholar on its back, happily trotting in small steps. As it climbed a gentle slope, sunlight broke through the gaps in the clouds. Lu Liangsheng squinted slightly and raised the to shield his eyes. He still felt a tinge of regret over not encountering the giant fish of the river…
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The setting sun had vanished beyond the mountain ridge, and old, grimy lanterns were hung beneath the eaves on both sides of the street. Lu Liangsheng led the old donkey along the road. This remote northern county bore much resemblance to Fushui—wandering swordsmen with blades strapped to their backs, reeking of wine, passed by clutching bottles, drawing only a glance from the pedestrians, who hurried along without pause. Street vendors were gathering up their tables and stools, lifting their shoulder…
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