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

He said that, and Chen Shi suddenly understood.


Back when the True King was buried, far too many important figures died—against all reason!


"Why can the soldiers be revived, but these big shots cannot?" Chen Shi couldn't comprehend and asked.


Even the learned Li Tianqing could not answer this question.


The Treasure Ship slowly moved forward, and the soldiers continued to transport coffins into the ship. Chen Shi quickly counted; over a hundred and sixty coffins had already fallen from the sky onto the ship in this period.


Even if it was a large clan, essentially all important figures would have been wiped out.


Even if it was a court, it was feared that all the civil and military officials would have been completely buried as well.


Chen Shi and Li Tianqing's expressions turned grave, and even the dog now wore a serious face.


The red-bibbed doll, seeing their stern expressions, also became serious.


The atmosphere grew somewhat suffocating.


Chapter 132: Meeting the True King in the True King's Tomb_2