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 Jindou waited outside the villa, presumably because only two people could enter the villa at a time, and Granny Sha and Xiao Wangsun were still healing their wounds, so he could do nothing but wait outside.


Once the two of them had their injuries under control, they would likely offer him a turn to lie in the coffin.


By taking turns like this, all three of them could alleviate their wounds.


However, it was a sad plight that three great masters had now fallen to such a condition.


Jin Hongying looked around proudly and said, "We have eliminated the last kiln worker, the Evil Bodhisattva has no one left to repair its body. As long as we can muster the same strength we had when we first joined forces, we can slay it!"


Granny Sha sighed and shook her head, "The bad news is, all four of us are wounded and cannot bring forth the strength we had in our first joint effort."


Chapter 62 Western Capital Past Events