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“Name.” “Gongye Ni.” “Tell us about the situation when you encountered the bandits at Jintai Temple on the night of the nineteenth of the twelfth lunar month.” “Bandits attacked, they were executed.” “Be more detailed!” “The bandits launched a night attack and were executed by us.” “Details!” “The bandits, came for a night attack, and were, one by one, executed by us.” “You motherf—” Inside another…-
3.3 M • Ongoing
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At Green Frog Hospital, Lin Chen and the Female Teacher stood in a corner, holding their breath as they watched the female ghost and the frogs battle it out. The deafening croaks and cries grew louder and louder, then gradually thinned out after reaching a certain peak, the reverberation softening from its initial ear-splitting roar to a quiet murmur. Lin Chen pretended to be oblivious, secretly observing the Female Teacher's movements, while also pricking up his…-
7.0 M • Ongoing
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The Hour of the Ox (1 AM–3 AM); the night was deep and the cold intense. In the bedroom in the backyard of Diying Garden, Lin Hansu sat on a chair, her right foot, which had been relieved of its shoes and socks, resting on Ding Suian's lap. He rubbed the medicated wine into his palm to warm it before covering Lin Hansu's swollen ankle. The moment the warm palm made contact, Lin Hansu trembled slightly, instinctively biting her lip, afraid she might let out a…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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The twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. With the New Year approaching, Lin Hansu had been incredibly busy these past few days. After the major purge in the manor, there was a shortage of staff, and many things required her personal attention. Fortunately, this morning, Granny Xu, who had gone to Central Heaven a few days ago, returned to the Prince's Manor with over forty household servants, allowing Lin Hansu to finally extricate herself from the…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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A quarter of an hour ago, Huang Xiaofei took a stack of white papers from Qi Si, keenly sensing the oddity in his demeanor. As she let the Ghosts pass and followed them towards the pond, she quickly flipped through the papers. Sure enough, a crumpled, handwritten page fell out. “Cheng An, I am Lu Zimo. I want to make a deal with you. If you help me kill Huang Xiaofei, I can transfer the Book of the Dead to you.” Looking at these words written…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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It was noon, lunchtime. Ding Suian was not in a hurry to find Jiang Xuan to retrieve the manuscript; he went to the front yard to eat first. Since the An Squad moved into Diying Garden, their meals have been supplied directly by the Huguai Garden's private kitchen, and the Soldiers' food standards have clearly improved. They never lacked good food like beef and mutton for any meal. Today, they even sent over a roasted deer leg. The entire An…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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Great Wu doesn't have Simplified Character Notation! After Ding Suian realized this, he raised his arm and gestured, "Miss Jiang, please come in." He intended to sit down and discuss it in detail. But Jiang Yuan looked up at the empty Halberd Hall, then quietly turned to look back, not seeing her younger brother return, so she remained standing. Her hands were clasped within her sleeves, her head slightly bowed. Her posture was graceful, like a budding…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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“Our baby, give me back our baby...” The sharp voice was mixed with gurgling noises, as if the speaker had a mouthful of thick phlegm. The “tap-tap” of footsteps and the “slish-slash” sound of umbilical cords dragging across the ground grew closer, bringing with them a palpable chill. Huang Xiaofei understood Qi Si's actions and pointed at the ladle in his hand with a strange expression: “You call that a Red Frog?” “Close enough, as long as it works.” Qi…
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7.0 M • Ongoing
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The next morning. Ding Suian stood outside his room, looking towards Huguai Garden. The trace of white light from last night had kept him up for half the night. After some guessing, he thought the problem might lie with Jiang Yuan. According to her, men's Yang energy prevented them from using the 'Flowing Wind and Cloud' melody as a cultivation method. Last night, Ding Suian personally played the zither, and she stood outside the door, listening to half of the Spell…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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Outside the door, Jiang Yuan hesitated several times but ultimately couldn't bring herself to leave, not because of the person, but because of the zither music. “May I ask, Young Master, from its title to its Concept, this Spell for Clearing the Heart and Universal Goodness is deeply imbued with Buddhist Zen. Why was it composed by a Daoist?” Squad Leader Ding Sui'an had just said it casually, without much thought, so he retorted, “Does Young Lady understand…
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3.3 M • Ongoing
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