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

Chen Shi turned his head to look at the Stone People, only to see that their surfaces were continually shedding stone chips and dust; the armor on their bodies was gradually breaking free from petrification, shining with a metallic luster, and their pupils slowly regained clarity and liveliness.


    All the Stone People were like this!


    At this moment, the river channel was lit as if at dusk, with light coming from up ahead, not too distinct. But Chen Shi looked down the river and estimated, there must be at least a thousand of these Stone People!


    "A thousand Stone People in the midst of reviving!"


    The thought alone made his scalp tingle; these Stone People were not stone embodiment spirits!


    The stone embodiment spirits, tomb-guardian beasts, were worshiped as divine entities in stone form, bestowed with extraordinary powers and skills, to guard the tombs and prevent disturbances.


Chapter 132: Meeting the True King in the True King's Tomb