Courtyard House: Starting as an engineer, crushing a yard full of poultry

Courtyard House: Starting as an Engineer, Crushing a Yard Full of Poultry (Author: Insecticide)

Li Xiangdong was struck by lightning and his soul was transported to 1961, possessing the body of a young engineer!

Unfortunately, I was assigned to a courtyard house within the "Bird-Filled Courtyard" complex. Thus began my journey into bird fighting!

Li Xiangdong, possessing various skills, may not have a system, but he has acquired a mysterious space—his own warehouse! Crushing all the beasts is a piece of cake!

Actuarial master Yan Bugui can easily manipulate things, while education guru and madman Liu Haizhong is just a piece of cake!

Moral exemplar Yi Zhonghai's moral blackmail is child's play. The Siheyuan War God, Sha Zhu, casually... he even snapped off the vampire Qin Huairu's sharp lips.

Old hag Jia Zhangshi whipped her so she dared not throw a tantrum. Deaf old woman Wang Po made her reveal her true form.

Hijacking Yu Li's job made Yan Jiecheng burst into tears!

Look at how Li Xiangdong built the great motherland with his skills in the 1960s.

Chapter One: Soul Travels to a Courtyard House

"Ouch!"

Li Xiangdong groaned and struggled to sit up from the ground.

"Wait a minute, wasn't the warehouse struck by lightning? How did it end up in such an old building?"

Li Xiangdong looked around and saw that he was in an old, three-room house with some worn-out tables and chairs. The whole room was empty.

On the wall opposite the main entrance in the main room, there's an old central painting, along with couplets and such. It has a distinctly last-century feel, depicting green mountains and pine trees.

Against the wall stood a dilapidated long table, which served as the altar. It was completely bare.

"Did I time travel?" Li Xiangdong had read too many online novels.

A sudden headache made Li Xiangdong clutch his head and groan. Time seemed to pass both endlessly and fleetingly. The memories he had regained made Li Xiangdong understand everything.

"I've been transported to a traditional courtyard house!"

Li Xiangdong gave a bitter smile: "It was still the deadly year of 1961, the tail end of the three-year catastrophe!"

"No, I shouldn't have a cheat code, it's a standard feature for transmigrators."

"I've traveled through time, what a pity about all my belongings. A perfectly good internet celebrity, now I'm suffering here. I want to go back."

This body had just been assigned to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, and the three westernmost rooms of the courtyard house belonged to Li Xiangdong. He encountered Yan Bugui when he arrived twenty minutes ago; otherwise, Li Xiangdong wouldn't have known where he had transmigrated to.

While cleaning the house, the original owner of this body unfortunately stepped on a broken electrical wire. He was knocked unconscious, allowing Li Xiangdong, who had transmigrated into the body, to take advantage of him. Luckily, they were both named Li Xiangdong.

Li Xiangdong had just stood up when he heard someone outside calling out, "Li Xiangdong, Li Xiangdong..."

Li Xiangdong stepped out of the room, wrapping his patched cotton coat tighter around himself. It was December, and the weather in Beijing was quite cold.

"Teacher Yan, what's going on?"

Li Xiangdong arrived at the screen door. A gaunt man in his forties stood there, looking like a large monkey. He wore glasses, one temple of which was wrapped with white tape, though the tape had turned somewhat black.

When the street officials brought Li Xiangdong here, Yan Bugui was standing at the door. He even introduced himself as "Third Uncle."

The person in question was very easy to talk to, and would call him "Third Uncle" repeatedly.

Actuarial expert Yan Bugui paused for a moment, feeling that the handsome young man before him had changed. He couldn't quite put his finger on what exactly had changed.

Yan Bugui held two couplets and two "Fu" characters in his hands. It was clear he had just written them; however, parts of the red paper had turned white.

Needless to say, it's an old item.

"Xiangdong, congratulations on your housewarming!" Yan Bugui said with a smile. "A scholar's favor is only a piece of paper, so this is all I can give you."

Li Xiangdong was taken aback. This was different from the Yan Bugui he had seen in TV dramas. Wasn't this supposed to be very generous?

"Thank you, Teacher Yan!"

Li Xiangdong extended his hand as he spoke, intending to take the few sheets of paper. Although the paper was of poor quality and the handwriting was not very good, it was still the person's good intention.

"Wait, the fee is four yuan!" Yan Bugui's two beady eyes were full of calculation.

"What? What did you say? Four yuan?" Li Xiangdong exclaimed in surprise, "This thing costs four yuan? Are you crazy?"

"You... Li Xiangdong, how dare you speak like that? I'm your third uncle, how dare you disrespect your elders..." Yan Bugui said angrily.

I was planning to rip him off, but who knew this guy looked so gentle, but he was actually a shrew!

“Yes, we can’t let this kind of person get away with it. We need to hold a hospital-wide meeting! We should give this kind of behavior a good talking-to.” A stout man with a large belly walked over.

This guy had a fat face full of fat, but he wore a pair of non-prescription glasses. His coarse hair was parted in the middle. He looked like a butcher who slaughtered pigs.

Li Xiangdong could tell at a glance that this was Liu Haizhong, a master of education and a model of fatherly love.

"Who are you?" Li Xiangdong sneered.

“I am your second uncle…” Liu Haizhong said, his belly protruding.

"I'm your second uncle!" Li Xiangdong roared. "What the hell is this? Trying to take advantage right from the start!"

"You call yourself 'Grandpa' the moment you open your mouth? I thought I'd run into some secret society or shady gang!" Li Xiangdong said sternly. "Ah, that's possible. Yan Bugui, you have a few scraps of paper with some scribbles on them, and you dare to ask me for four yuan? This is extortion!"

"Wait here, I'll report this to the neighborhood committee. Or I can go directly to the police station!"

A man with a buzz cut and an upright appearance, who was standing behind, hurriedly came up.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" the middle-aged man with the crew cut hurriedly said, "Li Xiangdong, right? I'm Uncle Yi Zhonghai. 'Uncle' isn't an arrogant title. It's a way of referring to the management of the compound..."

"Heh, I really didn't know there was such a title as 'Grandpa.' I'll have to go to the neighborhood committee and ask around," Li Xiangdong said with a cold snort.

This is Yi Zhonghai, the Moral Celestial Venerable.

"We're volunteer mediators. But that's what everyone calls us." Yi Zhonghai quickly changed the subject: "Old Yan was just joking with you!"

"No one should spend so much money on just a few sheets of paper."

Yi Zhonghai hated Yan Bugui to the core; he'd better choose the right person to blackmail. Now look what he's done to you.

Yan Bugui was very timid, and Li Xiangdong terrified him. If this got back to the school, he might not even be able to keep his job.

"Yes, I was just kidding. I just wanted to give you a couplet to congratulate you on moving to your new home." Yan Bugui quickly added, "It was just a joke!"

Li Xiangdong frowned. Given the current situation, he couldn't pursue the matter any further.

"Fine, I suppose you were joking. But I don't know you well. I don't want people joking with me." Li Xiangdong gave the group a cold look, and before the onlookers could even get their bearings, he turned and went inside.

"Go back to cooking, what's the excitement or entertainment?"

Yi Zhonghai chased away the onlookers: "Old Yan, what have you done!"

"If you hadn't come back from get off work just in time, you would have sprained your ankle today!"

"Damn it, this bastard seemed easy to talk to. But the moment money was mentioned, he immediately flew into a rage," Yan Bugui said angrily.

"You went a bit too far. No wonder he got angry," Yi Zhonghai said. "Who is this kid?"

"An orphan, I don't know what's gotten into the steel mill," Yan Bugui said angrily. "They gave him all three rooms."

Li Xiangdong rushed back to his room because he felt something was wrong with his body.

Clenching his fist, he felt it brimming with explosive power. It was as if he had brought the body he had trained in his previous life with him. Of course, he also had to add the strength of this body.

"And when I focused my mind, it felt like there was a black hole in front of me?" Li Xiangdong frowned. "I've encountered three great beasts today, but they're nothing special."

Chapter Two: The Logic of Beasts

Li Xiangdong stared intently at the black hole in the void before him, but he had a strange feeling. This thing was behind his brow in his mind.

Just as he focused his mind, Li Xiangdong felt a sudden sway. He found himself in an extremely familiar place.

"Holy crap, isn't this my own home? The place where I was struck by lightning?" Li Xiangdong stared wide-eyed at the small valley.

This valley is not far outside the city. It is about fifty acres in size, with ten acres of land planted with crops and vegetables.

The remaining twenty acres were used to build warehouses, and the other ten acres of hillside land were planted with fruit trees.

This was left behind by Li Xiangdong's father. It was rented to a meat processing plant and a work safety supplies company.

Liu Lidong's home is a two-story building. He lives on the second floor and usually broadcasts live from the first floor. He is a talent streamer.

Li Xiangdong's talents lie in carpentry and refurbishing old cars and motorcycles. In the shed in the yard, there are also some lathes, grinders, and planers.

Of course, it should be an old-fashioned, manually operated machine tool. If a CNC machine tool were used, there wouldn't be the same effect as the live stream.

Li Xiangdong sometimes showcases his calligraphy skills on the second floor.

It is precisely because of his many talents that he, a 40-year-old single man, has become a moderately famous internet celebrity.

Of course. He has quite a few girlfriends.

Just now, the weather was fine here, but a bolt from the blue struck Li Xiangdong, who was tidying up in the yard, and sent his soul back to 1961!

Liu Lidong is now standing on the top of a small hill. From here, he can see a large black bowl upside down above the valley. He doesn't know what's going on outside, but it seems like lightning is flowing across this black thing.

Li Xiangdong knew it was best not to touch this thing.

"How strange, there's something black stuck on it. But the valley is bathed in sunlight," Li Xiangdong murmured.

Back in his yard, he saw a human-shaped mark on the ground, along with some white ash. He immediately knew what it was.

"I chopped him to ashes."