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

Xinxiang rat clutched a person and gnawed, with a crisp crack, it bit open the little doll's head, but nearly broke its big teeth. It was then that it noticed the doll was made of porcelain, not flesh and blood.


However, the porcelain doll's head was bitten open, and it perished on the spot.


As for that porcelain doll whose Golden Core was devoured, it too lost its life, its body lying right there.


Only one porcelain doll managed to escape and save its life.


This porcelain doll fled to the post road, braving the risk of being trampled to death or crushed by carts. It endured great hardships and finally reached the middle of the road, glimpsing a carriage rushing by. It leaped up, grabbed the axle of the carriage, and amidst violent jolting, the carriage headed towards the provincial city.


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