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The rain drizzled on without end. Business at Sun's Lamb Soup was booming as usual, and the trio of Gu Ning'an sitting just outside had become a rather “unique” sight. There was a simple reason for this—sitting in the rain beneath a large umbrella while eating lamb soup, the three at the table were all exceptionally good-looking. How could they not attract attention? At the table, Zheng Hanrui had originally wanted to teach Mu Sheng the “proper way” to eat lamb soup. But she quickly discovered…-
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“Mr. Gu, my wife was born mute...” “So I asked Carpenter Zhao to make this wooden box for her. With it, Qianqian can at least exchange a few words with people, whether she’s going out or doing something.” As Lei Ben finished speaking, Gu Ning'an couldn’t help but praise him. “You’re so thoughtful—what a clever idea.” Swish! Seeing the words on the bamboo slip, Gu Ning'an smiled knowingly. Although that line—“My husband is the best”—was specially added by his wife and…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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“Huh?” “Why is this pretty girl looking at me so strangely?” The woman in the blue-green dress, seated on the ground, straightened her posture a bit, squinted her eyes, and studied the woman in blue standing at the mouth of the alley. “Ah?” “Why are all the scattered fragments of memory around this pretty girl filled with Mr. Gu?” The corners of the green-dressed woman’s lips curled slightly as she murmured, “No wonder her gaze seems a little odd…” Not far off, Zheng Hanrui…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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He had known Old Shopkeeper Wu since he was young, and Wu Lan had indirectly become his savior. Naturally, Gao Hu trusted them—after all, it was from them that he first heard about being saved by the "immortal." However, Gao Hu never dreamed he would one day meet the legendary immortal in person—his savior! “Mr. Gu… So he’s Mr. Gu…” Muttering to himself, Gao Hu took out the kumquat he’d never dared to eat. After one glance, he took a big bite. Before he could even chew, he pulled his…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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After Redtail Fish fussed with Hu Shi for a bit, Gu Ning’an continued the conversation by asking, “It’s been so many years, Redtail Fish—have you had any sense of transforming into human form?” “No…” Redtail Fish’s tone clearly dropped. “So many years have passed. My body has certainly grown day by day, but not only is there no sign of transformation, even my mystical energy hasn’t improved much.” “If this keeps up, I might not even be able to stay in the Xiangjiang River…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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“Mr. Gu, my wife didn’t lie to me, right?” “She’s been refusing to reincarnate all this time—could she be punished by the judges of the underworld for it?” “I burn a lot of joss paper for her every year, just hoping she can use it to grease some palms down there.” The moment he started talking about his wife, Old Shopkeeper Wu seemed to open the floodgates, muttering on and on to himself. “Sir, is reincarnation real in this world?” “What if my wife is waiting for me, and we end…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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Moonlight poured down like water, draping the boundless river surface in a gentle, mysterious silver glow. Under the night sky, the waters of the Xiangjiang River seemed to have transformed into a flowing Milky Way, gently lapping against the shore with a tranquil, lingering murmur. And within this dreamlike scenery, the massive Redtail Fish swam leisurely. Near the fish’s head, Zheng Hanrui, dressed in a moon-white long dress, sat cross-legged. Gazing absentmindedly into the distance, her beautiful…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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The sunlight was just right. The warm morning rays slanted onto the octagonal pavilion, casting a golden sheen on the eaves still damp with morning dew. Inside the pavilion, Gu Ning'an sat opposite the father and daughter of the Wu family. On the wooden table before them were cups of "Wishing Spring"—this year's new tea, crafted by Old Wu himself. The tea’s fragrance lingered through the pavilion, complementing the perfect spring light—it was truly a harmonious pairing. Old Wu sat with his hands…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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Late at night, on the long street of Lexiang County, a group of lamas in monk robes were sprinting at full speed. They were gasping for breath, but none dared to slow down even a bit. The Great Lama Omniscient led the group, urging them in a low voice as he ran: “Faster! Run faster!” Beside him, a young lama kept pace and asked, “Great Lama, no one’s chasing us. Why are we running like this...?” “And you haven’t even made a move yet... Whatever you’ve got in your hands is way scarier…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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Hit them? Hit who? Could it be... those ghosts? The moment everyone heard Gu Ning’an’s words, their minds seemed to grind to a halt. Ghosts—those things—even they, the manipulators, wouldn’t dare claim they could attack them. They always had to serve them carefully and cautiously, fearful that one miscast spell might trigger a vicious backlash! Yet right as they were frozen in shock, that pretty young lady really began warming up her fists and walking straight toward the shadows. Only then…
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632.5 K • Ongoing
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