Zhai Zhu

My grandfather is very eccentric, performing daily rituals of offering incense to himself, standing in front of his own spirit tablet and eating candles.
Villagers are fearful of my grandfather.
I am fearful of him too.
Later, I discovered that what they were afraid of was not my grandfather, but me.
Even grandfather is afraid of me.
...
My name is Chen Shi.
The Chen of honesty, the Shi of sincerity.

Above the Great Dao

Within the Mountain Lord Temple, Chen Shi advanced with deliberate steps, covering a distance of one and a half zhang in an instant. His body collided with the air, even producing a sound like thunderous rumbling, that made the doors and windows of the Mountain Lord Temple clatter loudly!


He threw a punch, the force of which blew through the air, reaching a zhang away, like thunder on a calm plain.


Chen Shi stimulated his Qi-Blood and launched another punch with even greater force. The wind raised by the punch burst forth with a somber sound of thunder; as his fist moved, the rumbling was both loud and startling.


With each shift of his stance, he stepped upon the Big Dipper's seven stars, moving as nimbly and swiftly as a ghost, traversing the temple's ground, walls, and pillars with punches and kicks that thundered like muffled roars!


In a span of one and a half to six zhang, intent arrived with the body, and with the body, the punch!


Chapter 43: Since it is here, let us make it comfortable.