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

People like this often didn't live very long. Many would mutter to themselves before their heads suddenly leaped from their necks, shouting, "I have finally achieved great freedom!"


Then legs sprouted from beneath their heads, which scurried away at great speed, yelling, "Come with me to Nirvana!"


The headless bodies would grow even larger mushroom caps from their necks and race after them.


They would run to the giant gold Buddha, climb it with hands and feet, leap with all their might, and then begin to float, ascending into the sky and merging with the giant mushroom wheel.


They would cry out in fits of laughter.


People in the city, transformed into mushrooms, were continuously abandoned by their kin to join this mushroom wheel.


Chapter 169: Deification: Minjiang Dragon King_2