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

"When will I be able to return to Xinxiang and continue living my life as a rich man?" the bearded giant mumbled to himself.


"I miss the days when I lived in the mountains as an Evil Spirit," said Green Sheep.


In Gongzhou City, inside the Hundred Fragrance Pavilion tea house, the wait staff and the Shopkeeper had long since turned into Stone People, but incredibly, there were still people drinking tea on the top floor, and the low sounds of a pipa came from the building, light and lively.


Madam Hua's pipa music floated in the air, moving by itself, each note pleasing to the ear.


Dingding brewed the tea, carrying a stone teapot over, first pouring tea for the person in green across from Madam Hua, and then for Madam Hua herself.


The person in green gently tapped on the table in time with the pipa music, looking out the window. He had a perfect view of the happenings at the Daxing Zen Temple, taking in the battle between the old beggar and the golden-bodied Buddha.


Chapter 166: Unreasonably Strong_2