Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
648
Words
1.5 M
Comments
1
Reading
5 d, 4 h
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Crackling sounds echoed as a few sticks of firewood were snapped and tossed into the stove. Old Man Wang got up to stir the water that was gradually heating in the pot. After covering it with a wooden lid, he hesitated for a moment before continuing: “…That boatman wasn’t from our village. It must have been about thirty years ago—his home was struck by a flood, and he drifted here. He became a live-in son-in-law, and after ten years, his wife passed away. He had no children, just two thatched huts…
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The sun had passed its zenith. The flowing brook washed clean the pots and bowls, which were then hung back on the rack behind the old donkey. Droplets of water dripped onto the ground in rhythm with the donkey’s hooves. After finishing the pot of "Dragon and Phoenix Tonic Soup" prepared by Sun Yingxian, the group resumed their journey along a small path branching off from the official road west of the capital. The road stretched onward, flanked by vast woodlands, yet it was not entirely remote. Beyond…
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The phoenix tree leaves rustled as they swayed. Lu Liangsheng let the withered leaf in his hand fall and clasped his hands in salute toward the elder before him, bowing deeply. "Liangsheng greets his Mentor." "What’s with all the formality? Hurry and sit down." Wang Shuhua rose, supporting Lu Liangsheng as he looked him over from head to toe. His beard and hair moved slightly as he nodded with a smile, repeating several times: "Good, good, good…" Lu Liangsheng felt a little embarrassed. He placed…
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The autumn wind swept across the fallen leaves at the inn’s entrance. The waiter leaning against the door yawned, tucked his hands into his sleeves, and turned back inside. “Boss, business has been getting worse these past two days. There’s hardly anyone on the streets.” Behind the counter, the shopkeeper, who had been fiddling with an abacus, lifted his gaze from the account book and brushed his mustache with a finger. “In years of calamity, strange things tend to happen…” With that, he…
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"Transforming into a dragon?" Not only Lu Liangsheng, but even the Daoist who had drawn his sword to examine it turned his face toward the voice. The word "dragon" carried immense weight. It commanded the clouds and rain, ensuring favorable weather for a region. Embroidered on robes, it symbolized imperial supremacy, the authority to rule, and the power to decide the fate of countless lives. Sun Yingxian was the first to express disbelief. "A centipede turning into a dragon? Old Toad, are you sure…
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Pudu Cihang… A gentle breeze stirred, causing the forest and fields bathed in the remnants of the setting sun to sway lightly. Lu Liangsheng silently recited this name, tilting his face slightly as he gazed at the ritual altar under construction. Right in the center of the stone steps—weren’t these very characters inscribed there? “Venerable Master has remarkable boldness.”* “Young Master Lu, on the other hand, possesses extraordinary composure.” With just a word of flattery, the scholar…
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A connection of hearts. In the room on the second floor, the toad opened its eyes and said, “What a bold little demon!” At that moment, Nie Honglian emerged from the scroll on the opposite wall, sensing something amiss as well. “Master Toad, what happened? I feel like something’s wrong with the Young Master…” Smack. The webbed feet hit the floor as the Toad Daoist pattered over to the bookshelf. It pulled out a black-patterned gourd and slung it over its back, its expression grave as it…
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The marketplace outside the city gate was bustling yet orderly. Having traveled together all the way from the south, it was finally time to part ways. The child tugged at Lu Liangsheng's sleeve, reluctant to let go. “Mr. Lu, will I ever see you again?” Passersby glanced curiously, and those who hadn’t heard the earlier exchange might have mistaken them for father and son parting. “You will. If fate allows, we’ll meet again.” Despite the child’s enigmatic background, Lu Liangsheng had…
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The two of them, along with the toad, ate and drank their fill before returning to their room on the second floor of the inn. Lu Liangsheng instructed the innkeeper to have someone bring up hot water. Meanwhile, Nie Honglian, hiding from the sunlight, took her robes and placed them behind the screen. This inn wasn't particularly large, with only two attendants working there. One of them busied himself carrying water in and out of the rooms. As Lu Liangsheng removed his outer garment and hung it on a rack,…
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At the end of September, in the Southern Chen capital, Tianzhi, the scent of autumn grew ever more pronounced. Fallen leaves swirled through the streets, gathering in thick piles. Passersby hurriedly stepped over them, their footsteps scattering the layers as they rushed on. In a city with a population of several hundred thousand, the atmosphere felt desolate. In the distance, faint sounds of bronze gongs, golden suonas, and wooden fish drums played softly. Buddhist chants, seemingly both present and…
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