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

The Talisman Master gritted his teeth, seemingly in pain, and said, "I'll add two more taels, twelve taels of silver, and this turtle shell!"


When this statement was made, the surrounding crowd was abuzz; the villagers all looked at Chen Shi with envy.


In the countryside, mutts were not valuable; twelve taels could buy dozens of black dogs.


Chen Shi's heart was moved, but he shook his head and said, "I'm not selling the dog, only the turtle shell."


The Talisman Master bit his teeth again and said, "I really like this dog. How about this, I'll add three more taels of silver, fifteen taels of silver for the dog and this turtle shell! I'm a Talisman Master and need dog blood for talisman painting. You give me this turtle shell on the side as a bonus, how about it?"


"Sell it, sell it!" The surrounding villagers all said.


Chen Shi shook his head: "I can't sell the dog."


The Talisman Master left sulkily, continually looking back at Black Pot and sighing as he walked away.


Chapter 69 Grandpa's Friends (Part 1) – 2