Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
752
Words
1.7 M
Comments
1
Reading
5 d, 23 h
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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…-
365.5 K • Ongoing
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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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365.5 K • Ongoing
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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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365.5 K • Ongoing
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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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353.2 K • Ongoing
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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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353.2 K • Ongoing
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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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353.2 K • Ongoing
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Dust swept through the air. The lantern beneath the eaves burst open, flames licking out and devouring the roof tiles. Amid the swirling haze, a crack had split open along the courtyard wall. Toad Daoist squeezed himself into the gap, his two stubby legs kicking furiously on the outside before finally managing to wedge himself through. Huff... Panting heavily, he looked toward the swirling smoke and dust, then turned his toad face and called to the little ghost girl who had slipped through the…
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353.2 K • Ongoing
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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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353.2 K • Ongoing
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Dong, dong... The bell’s sound was deep and resonant, powerful yet lingering. Its echo rolled across the mountain ranges, reverberating for a long time without dispersing. Bathed in this morning bell, crowds of incense-bearing devotees, each harboring their own thoughts—be they of joy or sorrow—walked back and forth along the mountain paths paved with green stone slabs. Nearby, villagers from the surrounding markets rested at pavilions at the foot and halfway up the mountain. They set up stalls and…
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353.2 K • Ongoing
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The setting sun was like the tide, dyeing the western foothills crimson. The bamboo grove swayed gently in the evening breeze, rustling softly. Lu Liangsheng tidied up the dinner pots and bowls, tied them onto the old donkey’s back, then took out a painting stand and set it up. Spreading out a blank scroll, he gazed toward the distant foothills bathed in the fading sunlight. “When the chaos begins, we take the item…” The Toad Daoist stretched lazily, having recovered some strength. He slowly…
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353.2 K • Ongoing
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