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Strange News from the Fairy Mountain
Short Fiction仙山异闻录
Night Thorns
On the vast Tianmu Mountain, there is a small Taoist temple called "Yunxian Temple". On this day, Lingqing, a young Taoist priest in the temple, went down the mountain at the order of his master and began a short but colorful journey.
On the vast Tianmu Mountain, there is a small Taoist temple called "Yunxian Temple". On this day, Lingqing, a young Taoist priest in the temple, went down the mountain at the order of his master and began a short but colorful journey.

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Night Thorns
As night falls, the tavern gradually becomes lively. The adventurers brag to each other about their recent harvests, the waitresses are flying between the tables like butterflies, and the bards are playing the lute in the corner and singing ambiguous erotic ditties. At this time, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a sturdy adventurer walked in from the darkness. "Hey, isn't this Barrit the Feeder?" Someone recognized the person. "He is no longer a 'feeder', but a 'natural enemy of the undead', a 'devil slayer', a 'mage ally', a 'crystal wall guardian', and a 'legendary adventurer' Barrit!" Someone retorted loudly. "Barrett, tell us your story." The man named Barritt took a sip of rye beer, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, he said, "It was a bright afternoon, and I was riding a horse, preparing to go..."
As night falls, the tavern gradually becomes lively. The adventurers brag to each other about their recent harvests, the waitresses are flying between the tables like butterflies, and the bards are playing the lute in the corner and singing ambiguous erotic ditties. At this time, the door of the tavern was pushed open, and a sturdy adventurer walked in from the darkness. "Hey, isn't this Barrit the Feeder?" Someone recognized the person. "He is no longer a 'feeder', but a 'natural enemy of the undead', a 'devil slayer', a 'mage ally', a 'crystal wall guardian', and a 'legendary adventurer' Barrit!" Someone retorted loudly. "Barrett, tell us your story." The man named Barritt took a sip of rye beer, and in the expectant eyes of everyone, he said, "It was a bright afternoon, and I was riding a horse, preparing to go..."