Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
648
Words
1.5 M
Comments
1
Reading
5 d, 4 h
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The sound of Buddhist chants floated faintly yet swiftly, as a thin mist surged from the forest. Two pairs of pointed cloth shoes lifted green skirts, treading silently over the soil. Wide yellow sleeves brushed against shrubs and leaves. Two figures emerged—one spun a prayer wheel, its hum resonating in the air. The other, a woman wearing a long, straight black horned hat and a dark blue patterned kasaya, held a long staff. Its top spiraled upward toward the heavens, while the circular base bore a…
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"The scholar over there must be a high-level expert..." "So, the one who wants to kill Jing’er... is the Venerable Master?" "Shh, don’t say it out loud." Listening to the whispered conversation between the coachman and the burly man, the woman holding the child couldn't help but glance to the other side. A scholar, playing chess with a Daoist, caught her eye. She gently stroked her son’s head and held him closer to her chest. “Mother… when can I see Father...” The child, leaning sleepily…
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A thin mist lingered over the desolate wilderness. In the distant night, the cries of men and the neighing of horses pierced through the darkness. Clang— Clang, clang— The carriage shafts rattled violently as they rolled over the rugged ground, spinning uncontrollably. A galloping horse, its rider brandishing a blade, charged toward the wagon and shouted at his companion handling the reins. "Stop!" "The horse is spooked—" The driver, a burly man gripping the reins tightly, turned his head, his…
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The atmosphere inside the cave grew tense. However, the child in the woman’s arms seemed rather excited, stretching out a little finger to point. “That little bird—it looks like it got eaten by that scholar’s toad…” The woman quickly pressed down his arm, glancing sidelong at the scholar nearby. Instinctively, she leaned closer to the burly man behind her and whispered: “Jing’er, what did I just tell you earlier?” “But it’s true.” The child pouted, withdrawing into the crook of…
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Tinkling sounds of bronze bells echoed along the official road. Heading west from He Valley Prefecture, amidst passing merchants and travelers, a young scholar clad in a clean green robe leisurely led an old donkey forward. Behind the donkey, a pair of saddlebags lightly swayed. A book rack was nestled on its back, holding a few scrolls of paintings. Most of the luggage was tucked neatly in the compartment beneath the rack. Lu Liangsheng cut a simple and unadorned figure, looking every bit like a…
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From He Valley Prefecture to Fushui County official documents were often delivered by yamen runners riding fast horses. Sometimes, a single rider would travel alone, while other times, two riders on horseback would escort more important correspondence. At this moment, two yamen officers were traveling along the official road toward Fushui County. The mountains on either side of the road were tinged with yellow, signaling the season. Farmers stooped in the fields to harvest crops, occasionally…
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Cook-a-doodle-doo—— The crow of the rooster pierced the silence of the morning, as the first light of dawn pushed back the contours of darkness. The quiet of the mountain village gave way to the bustle of activity. The autumn harvest was not yet complete, and families, carrying farming tools, headed to the fields. In a small courtyard surrounded by a fence, the creaking sound of wooden doors echoed as they opened one after another from a three-room house. Lu Liangsheng, Lu Xiaoxian, and Sun Yingxian…
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The morning sun brightened the eastern sky, its golden rays streaming through the gaps in the clouds. In the pen, the old donkey munched on fodder, snorting and braying, while the big black dog wagged its tail enthusiastically in the courtyard, watching the Daoist practicing his martial arts nearby. Lu Liangsheng stepped out of his room, squinting at the sunlight as he stretched lazily. Only then did he notice his master sprawled out on the stone steps beneath the eaves. "Master?" The scholar called…
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The yellowing leaves shed from the branches, drifting down to the river's surface and creating ripples. Both within and outside He Valley Prefecture, the somber chill of autumn was palpable. The streets outside the city’s governmental office and the neighboring lanes were teeming with people. Standing along the street were servant boys, housewives with their daughters, and servants, all craning their necks expectantly toward the distant and tightly closed academy gates. Guards and soldiers, armed with…
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The red lanterns swayed gently in the night breeze, their flickering light casting shifting shadows as Lu Liangsheng and the Daoist stepped out of Zhang Manor’s courtyard and walked side by side along the quiet streets. Bang bang... Woof woof woof... The distant sounds of the watchman’s clapper and barking dogs echoed through the silent alleys. Lu Liangsheng glanced at the night sky, where stars and the moon had been swallowed by clouds. Remembering the events at Zhang Manor, he sighed. “Even…
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