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 calamity at Qianyang Mountain had finally ended, and Chen Shi relaxed. He had been on edge and highly tense these days; it was only now as he relaxed that he felt exhausted.


In the middle of the night, he suddenly woke up and sat up with a start, only to see several people had appeared by his bedside.


He jumped in fright, and upon closer examination, it was Xiao Wangsun, Li Jindou, and others, while his grandfather stood in the corner, still holding a green umbrella.


The five of them looked at him with strange eyes, unblinkingly.


Grandfather shook his head and walked outside with his umbrella.


The other four also let out sighs of pity and one by one left Chen Shi's room. Granny Sha said, "Could it be that the souls of those killed by cannon fire can't be eaten?"


Chen Shi was utterly bewildered. Had they come to his room to watch him sleep, simply to see if he would have a fit?


Chapter 69 Grandpa's Friends (Part 1)