On the Path to the Great Dao

My grandfather undertakes peculiar rituals each day—burning incense and consuming candles before his ancestral tablet. The villagers recoil in dread at his sight; once, I did too. Yet the truth that surfaced proved far different: their fear had never centered on him. I was what they truly feared. My grandfather shares this same apprehension. My name is Chen Shi—honest and sincere in meaning.