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 helped him exercise his muscles and blood vessels. After a moment, the old paralytic said, "Look at my memory, I haven't even asked for your esteemed name."


"Look at my memory, I haven't even asked…"


Chen Shi dropped him and came to the Black Pot with a dark face, grabbed the dog's ear, and said, "Black Pot, stop playing around! You don't have to disrupt them in Red Mountain Hall... Wait a second, what's my name?"


He was horrified and quickly shook Black Pot's neck back and forth, exclaiming, "Black Pot, give me my name back!"


It had awakened this ability only in a moment of desperation but didn't know how to use it, stop it, or reverse it.


Just now, it was nervous and Chen Shi's memory was affected too.


Chapter 154 The Secret of the Black Pot_2