Orluros
Stories
3
Chapters
752
Words
1.7 M
Comments
1
Reading
5 d, 23 h
-
Zhang Xiaohua waited outside Grandpa Hao’s door for quite a while before Ji Xiaohua finally arrived. Ji Xiaohua looked very listless. However, upon seeing Zhang Xiaohua, he still forced a smile and said: “Young Master, you’ve waited long.” Zhang Xiaohua waved his hand and said: “It’s nothing, really.” With that, Ji Xiaohua led Zhang Xiaohua ahead. The two of them returned to Ji Xiaohua’s rundown home. When they reached the door, Ji Xiaohua turned back and asked: “Young Master, we’ve…-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
And now, right before their eyes, someone had suddenly thrown out so much money for no reason at all, merely saying it was for them, without asking for the slightest return. How could she possibly refuse? In truth, even if this person had some ulterior motive, she would still... give it serious consideration. But the young man in front of her—this really was a free meal. Madam Zhang felt as if a meat pie had fallen from the sky and hit her square on the head. Mm, she was dazed and dizzy. She did her…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
“This?” The old gentleman from the money exchange was dumbfounded. He sat there for a while, not knowing what to say. After a long pause, he finally murmured: “Esteemed customer, could it be that you’ve come to our money exchange to stir up trouble?” Zhang Xiaohua was greatly surprised. “I’m simply here to withdraw my own silver—who’s impatient enough to make trouble for you?” “Then since you’ve received your silver, why not be on your way? Why ask for so many copper…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
"Huanhuan?" Zhang Xiaohua looked at the strange beast—filthy, with several bald patches on its fur—and couldn't help but let a faint smile rise to his lips. He reached out and gently stroked the horn on Huanhuan’s forehead. Those were two horns that had already been worn bald. Seeing that Zhang Xiaohua did not dislike Huanhuan, Ji Xiaohua was all the more delighted in his heart. Just as Zhang Xiaohua was about to ask, Grandpa Hao spoke up: “Xiaohua, you accompany the young master to tend to his…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
Zhang Xiaohua laughed and said: “Shopkeeper, you’re clearly hiding your best—this steed is far stronger than the one I saw just now, and not by just a little.” The burly man didn’t seem the least bit embarrassed and laughed heartily. “This fine steed is the apple of my eye! How could I casually let it go? If not for the fact that Young Master truly seems like one who cherishes horses and asked with such sincerity, I wouldn’t have been able to part with it even with a broken…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
Zhang Xiaohua smiled faintly, only now realizing that the scalding teacup in his hand had already grown cold. The noonday sun had long since passed its peak, and his body, once bathed in sunlight, was slowly shifting into the shade. Had so much time passed during that fleeting, drifting moment just now?! Zhang Xiaohua couldn’t help but furrow his brow. In his perception, it had only been a few breaths. The sensation was truly mysterious. As he carefully savored that enigmatic feeling, a sense of…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
Zhang Xiaohua held a longsword in his hand, his arms crossed before his chest as he gazed up at the drifting white clouds in the sky, lost in thought. Meanwhile, Ji Xiaohua came skipping cheerfully into the small cottage, holding a bun in his hand. “Mother, guess what I brought back for you?” He had just stepped through the door when he shouted the question. “Xiaohua, why are you back so early?” Ji Xiaohua’s mother asked in surprise, paying no attention to his words. “Mother, I met a young…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
Without spending a single coin, he drank a pot of fine Longjing tea at the tea shed. Never mind whether the tea leaves were truly Longjing, or whether he even needed to drink tea—what mattered was that the feeling of taking advantage of others made Zhang Xiaohua feel thoroughly delighted! "You think I don’t know what you're up to? Really treating me like some pampered young master who's never seen the world? Heh, this face of mine has been weathered by sun and wind on a desolate island—how could I…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
"You still chop firewood for them?" Zhang Xiaohua was a little speechless. He had chopped firewood up in the mountains when he was younger too, but back then, his eldest and second brothers had always taken turns accompanying him, only letting him carry a small bundle. He remembered that experience all too clearly. "Yes, otherwise the teahouse would have to spend an extra two wen a day to buy firewood." Ji Xiaohua replied with a smile. Seeing that there weren’t many people around, Zhang Xiaohua was…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
-
Like a lone rider vanishing into the dust, that skinny monk never once uttered his name. Watching the figure gradually fade into the distance, Hall Master Li’s expression shifted uncertainly. He had thought this would be a pleasant errand—just capturing some sea-wandering youth of unknown background, and with the aid of two monks of the Yuan generation from Dalin Temple, how could it not be a task easily accomplished? Yet reality had played a cruel little joke on him. What easy task? It was…
-
1.0 M • Ongoing
-
- Previous 1 … 43 44 45 … 76 Next