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 was pondering when Li Tianqing curiously asked, "Little Ten, how many years of life do you have?"


Chen Shi replied nonchalantly, "Four hundred and eighty-seven years."


Li Tianqing froze as if he hadn't heard clearly and hastily asked, "How many?"


"Four hundred and eighty-seven years remaining," Chen Shi said.


Li Tianqing was dumbstruck; suddenly, realization dawned on him, "This can't be possible! Absolutely impossible! You must have seen it wrong!"


After a long while, he dejectedly accepted the reality.


"When you're old, I'll have been dead for four hundred years," he said with a hint of melancholy.


Chen Shi's eyes sparkled, "Where do you think the problem lies? Why do I have a lifespan of five hundred years while you only have one hundred?"


Li Tianqing pondered, "Let's list out what you have that I don't. The cultivation technique, you're practicing the Three Light Righteous Qi Technique, which I don't have."


Chapter 192: Luring the Snake Out of the Hole_2