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

Li Tianqing's heart was pounding wildly, but he quickly calmed down, composed beyond measure, like a ceramic figure standing among the others, eyes wide open, motionless.


Jin Hongying had originally planned to run away, but knowing her injuries were severe and that her leg was crippled, making it impossible for her to flee, she too stood among the ceramic figures.


However, she could only put strength into one leg, the other being powerless, causing her to stand somewhat unsteadily.


At her feet, Black Pot resembled a ceramic dog, its head extended forward, left front leg raised as if in mid-stride, and its tail tilted back, as though it was petrified while preparing to hunt, lifelike in every detail, which filled Jin Hongying with admiration.


The ground's trembling grew more intense, and the Evil Bodhisattva drew closer and closer to them.


Chapter 60: Riding an armored horse as if endowed with wings, upon decapitation a fire spontaneously ignites from the furnace.