Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
648
Words
1.5 M
Comments
1
Reading
5 d, 4 h
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“Dead?” Lu Liangsheng shifted his gaze from the Toad Daoist to Zuo Zhengyang, who sat opposite him. He didn’t appear to be making light of the situation. After a brief pause, the scholar's smile faded, and he furrowed his brow. “Chief Constable, did you kill him?” Even Sun Yingxian, lounging under the eaves, glanced over, his eyes fixed on Zuo Zhengyang beside the painting frame. The latter shook his head, his voice heavy. “It wasn’t me… I uphold the law when handling cases. Even if I…
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"… Haha… So you're saying Zhang Dongming was unaware of this?" Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the trees as birds flitted about the swaying branches. Inside, through the open lattice windows of a nearby house, an elder and a younger man sat across from each other at a desk. The aroma of tea, pastries, and ink filled the air as the pages of a book were turned. Lu Liangsheng smiled as he set down his teacup. The elder had invited him over at dawn to ask about the events of the previous…
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“Caught a person——” One of the constables shouted at the top of his lungs. The group of more than ten men holding the net pulled it tight, and in an instant, the Daoist, drenched in black dog blood, was forcefully entangled and knocked to the ground, struggling as he gripped the iron net. A constable struck him on the head with the hilt of his sword, delivering a solid blow. "Stay down!" He then turned back to face the approaching Chief Constable, saluting with his sword in hand. "Chief…
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The drifting clouds in the night sky revealed a crescent moon. A faint white mist arose along the street. Inside the prison of the yamen, where two lanterns hung, moonlight spilled through a small window. Crack, crack, crack! The leather whip lashed through the air, striking down viciously. The jailer, who was administering the punishment, wiped the blood splatters from his face and rinsed off by the water bucket. The prisoner had been delivered in the first half of the night with orders for an overnight…
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The moment the scroll was rolled up, the doors and windows suddenly blew open with a violent gust of wind. An even fiercer wave of sinister wind swept through the courtyard, sending the startled birds perched atop the old pine tree flapping their wings frantically, fleeing to a more distant place. In the other courtyards, the maids and servants shuddered involuntarily, their faces pale with terror as they watched the trees and plants in the garden thrash wildly. Panicked, they rushed indoors, too…
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The enormous shadow hidden in the darkness loomed, its height seemingly equal to the city walls. Its mere presence was enough to make anyone's heart tremble with fear. "Gulp..." That was the sound of someone swallowing nervously. The elderly couple under the eaves nearly collapsed, sitting weakly on the ground. Having lived their entire lives, they had first been awed by the Daoist's mystical abilities, thinking it was beyond their wildest imaginations. But then came the female ghost, and now this…
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The skirts of her dress stirred up a chilling wind, and amidst the chaos of overturned horses and fallen riders, a chorus of high-pitched cries echoed among the tiny figures. They quickly regrouped, and the figure on the pony drew a weapon. With focused intent, it locked its gaze on the moving figure by the desk. Lifting its arm, the tip of its sword pointed menacingly: “Ying, ying, ying…” The sound resembled the buzzing of mosquitoes, resonating in the air. The pony charged forward, followed…
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The cicadas' cries echoed along the treetops, gently swaying in the wind. Behind the window lattice, Honglian floated closer, gazing outside. Her eyes were drawn to the side profile of the man deeply focused behind the easel, her thoughts momentarily adrift. Ink danced on the brush, as the blank canvas gradually revealed a vast outline in shades of green ink. "…I wonder if that person’s cultivation is profound or not." While the tip of the pen moved across the paper, Lu Liangsheng's mind wandered…
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Lu Liangsheng put away the few sheets of yellow paper on the table, glanced towards the door, and smiled slightly. In truth, even without using these yellow papers, he could still use Spirit Crane Tracking or Incense Burning Pathfinding to trace the Daoist, provided that the distance didn't exceed several dozen li. With everything in order, he checked out of the inn and, leading his old donkey, followed a servant from the Zhou Manor, who was carrying the bookcase, through the long streets until they…
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Leaving Zhou's Manor behind, Lu Liangsheng walked alone along the long street. At this hour, few pedestrians were around, though he could still faintly hear the songs of courtesans from the brothels. Reaching a more secluded area, he used his cultivation technique to force the alcohol out of his body. From time to time, brokers approached him from dark alleys, attempting to entice him to visit nearby brothels. Lu Liangsheng, still somewhat inexperienced with such things, naturally declined politely and…
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