Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"If you don't take it out, I'll take it myself."

With the gleaming axe waving in front of him, He Daqing dared not hesitate for even a second; to hesitate for even a second would be a disrespect for life.

A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

Judging from the situation... there seems to be hope?

The little devil was so interested in that book, "How to Make a Widow Fall in Love with Me," that he even kept it in his bosom as a treasure.

What does this tell us?

This shows that he really likes this kind of thing.

So this one...

He Daqing's hands trembled as he reached into his clothes and pulled out another book, thinner than the previous one.

The cover reads: "oooo_OOOO"

Lin Tian frowned.

What kind of book is this?

All zeros?

Four lowercase zeros and four uppercase zeros?

Or... some kind of code?

A thought flashed through my mind:

Just thinking about what He Daqing said earlier is disgusting enough.

This book, which is entirely composed of zeros, couldn't possibly be...

That one?

A troublemaker?

Lin Tian reached out and took the book, turned to the first page, and a line of large characters immediately caught his eye, directly confirming his thoughts:

"True love conquers all. To like a man without being disgusted by his gender is true love."

"This...this..."

Lin Tian's hand stopped.

Thinking of Happy Yuanyuan.

Looking at He Daqing, his eyes were filled with shock, disbelief, and a deep...acknowledgment.

You bastard He Daqing!

He's really gay!

I thought you were just putting on an act to survive those "dead ghosts" and "big brothers" roles, but I didn't expect you to fool even yourself.

You really are!

Lin Tian lowered his head and continued flipping through the pages.

Page 2: "The feelings between men are the purest. There is no calculation of money, no pressure to have children, only the resonance of souls."

Page 3: "How to identify fellow travelers: look at their eyes, their actions, and their attitude towards you."

Page 4: "On Superior Varieties from Shanxi, Chengdu Hybridization..."

Page 5: "Monogamy refers to marrying one husband and one wife, with the former for procreation and the latter for pure love..."

Lin Tian flipped through the pages faster and faster, his expression growing increasingly strange.

Suddenly, I thought of Sha Zhu.

Every time Sha Zhu attacked Xu Damao, he would target his groin. At the time, I thought it was just a dirty trick in the fight, but now that I think about it...

It's terrifying to think carefully.

After all, the He family cherishes their ancestral crafts.

Thinking further...

In his later years, Sha Zhu was driven out of the courtyard house by Bang Geng. Qin Huairu did not care and let Sha Zhu freeze to death under the bridge.

Lin Tian had always found this matter strange.

Qin Huairu and Sha Zhu had lived together for so many years, so even if they raised a dog, they would still have some affection for each other.

How could they be so indifferent as to just watch Sha Zhu freeze to death?

unless……

Qin Huairu discovered something.

Discover the root of Sha Zhu's problem.

It's not a physical problem, it's a matter of orientation.

A normal woman, after living with a man for many years, suddenly discovers that the man doesn't actually like women.

The feeling of being deceived, the disgust and anger, were enough to make her stand by and watch coldly at crucial moments.

It's not impossible.

Lin Tian thought about it more and more and it seemed reasonable.

In his opinion, it was probably He Daqing who returned to the courtyard house in his later years and gave both of his booklets to Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu was overjoyed when he saw it, feeling that he had finally found the "true teachings".

The results of it?

The result was a desolate old age; he froze to death under the bridge.

Damn, this pamphlet is toxic.

Lin Tian closed the book, looked up at He Daqing, his eyes as cold as ice in winter.

He Daqing felt uneasy under his gaze, but still managed to force a fawning smile:

"Brother, this is also a treasure! An absolute treasure! I've poured my heart and soul into it all these years..."

That's enough.

Lin Tian interrupted him, throwing the book on the ground as if it were something dirty.

Then he raised the axe.

The axe blade gleamed coldly.

"He Daqing".

"Let's get going."

He Daqing's smile froze on his face.

"It's always better for the whole family to be together. You should teach your son this thing yourself."

"No--!!!"

He Daqing let out a desperate cry.

The last hope was utterly shattered.

"Lin Tian! Listen to me!"

He Daqing knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, "I still have money, a lot of money. I've saved up quite a bit over the years in Baoding. I'll give it all to you, all of it."

Lin Tian did not stop.

The axe was raised higher and higher.

He Daqing stammered, "That money, it all belonged to Widow Bai, no, it was all given by those good sisters."

"Do you understand what a backdoor is? I'm the mainstay; they all come to me. That's how I've gotten the money I've sent to my daughter, He Yushui, over the years."

Lin Tian sneered, "Your daughter, He Yushui, didn't receive any of the money you sent. All your money was swallowed up by your old buddy, Yi Zhonghai. Besides, if I kill you, isn't your money my money?"

"What?"

He Daqing stared wide-eyed in despair, unable to believe Lin Tian's words. No wonder he hadn't received a single letter from Beijing all these years.

It turns out that his daughter, Yushui, didn't receive a single penny from him. She probably hates him now.

"Yi Zhonghai, you deserve to die! I'm going to kill you! I trusted you so much, and you dared to lay a hand on my daughter!"

Lin Tian scoffed, "Alright, alright, if you want to kill him, go down there and do it. He's down there waiting for you to catch up."

"Pfft!"

The axe fell.

He Daqing's voice stopped abruptly.

The watermelon rolled to the ground, rolled twice, and came to rest against the wall.

Those eyes were still open, wide open, staring at the sky, at the waning moon.

Do not look down.

Perhaps he regrets it.

I regret going back to Beijing.

I regret meddling in other people's business.

She regretted giving birth to that idiot Zhu, that troublesome son.

But it was all too late.

Lin Tian shook the blood off his axe, shouldered it, and walked towards the alley entrance. After taking two steps, he stopped.

I saw more than ten people coming this way.

Isn't that a coincidence?

They are all old acquaintances, beloved relatives and friends from the front or back yard, and neighbors.

I thought Zhang San was already six years old.

It seems there are still experts out there.

Could it be... because news of the person they killed at the train station hasn't spread, and they think it's safe here?

The thought of how efficiently the flight attendants and police officers cleaned up the body scene brought me peace of mind.

Heaven is on my side, what can you do to fight me?

Do you want to die?!

Lin Tian followed with a cheerful laugh, his figure moving quickly through the darkness, humming a little tune:

"Baby, what are you doing, Mom? Do you love me? It's broken now. Baby, what are you doing? Why aren't you answering...?"

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P.S.: Honey, what are you doing? Did you miss me?