Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

Lin Tian shook the blood off his axe, looked up and turned towards the public toilet. In the corner, a wooden bucket was placed on the ground, and the human pig, Factory Director Yang, was still alive inside.

When I decided to come out, I had Ghost Shadow let Director Yang out to watch the show.

Now, Director Yang's eyes are as empty as two dry wells, which shows that he is very satisfied with the show that just happened.

He is very satisfied with his children.

No wonder he's his son.

It inherited his excellent breed.

Factory Director Yang looked at Lin Tian as he walked in.

He didn't speak.

Lin Tian joked, "Director Yang, they say if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too. Now it seems you're the real old beast."

Director Yang's eyelids twitched, but he still didn't speak.

Lin Tian glanced at the two watermelons outside, then turned back to look at him. "Your son Yang Chusheng and your daughter Yang Dianfeng put on quite a show for me outside just now."

Did you hear that?

Your son says he slept with all your lovers.

Your daughter said she wants her brother to teach her some things she "doesn't understand." Do you think this is inherited or learned?

Factory Director Yang's lips trembled slightly, but he still didn't speak.

Lin Tian took a step forward, squatted down, and looked him in the eye.

"Director Yang, don't you want to say anything?"

"For example, besides having a mistress, what other despicable things have you done?"

Factory Director Yang's eyes finally showed some emotion.

He looked at the eight-year-old child in front of him, at those cold eyes, and suddenly laughed.

That smile was bitter, astringent, and filled with despair.

He only wanted to die.

"You want to know?"

"Okay, I'll tell you."

"But you have to give me a quick death."

For the sake of eating melons.

Lin Tian nodded; he was interested to see.

Factory Director Yang paused, as if recalling something from a distant past: "Yang Chusheng... is not my son."

Lin Tian raised an eyebrow.

"He is my older brother's child; they got married because he was pregnant."

Lin Tian was stunned.

Factory Director Yang continued, his voice growing softer and softer, as if he were talking to himself:

"On my older brother's wedding day, I drank too much. In the bridal chamber, I... I ate something I shouldn't have."

He closed his eyes, and the muscles in his face twitched.

"My older brother found out. He hit me, cursed at me, and said he would tell our parents. I pushed him... just once. He hit his head on the corner of the table, and his head was broken. Blood was everywhere."

Lin Tian looked at him quietly without saying a word.

"He's dead."

Factory Director Yang burst into tears. "I killed him with my own hands. My own elder brother."

There was a long silence in the public restroom.

"And then?" Lin Tian asked.

Factory Director Yang opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling: "Later? Later I pretended to be him."

A strange smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"My older brother and I are twins, we look exactly alike. I wear his clothes, imitate his tone of voice, go to his job, sleep with his..."

He paused for a moment:

"woman."

"My sister-in-law."

He added, "No, I should say 'wife'."

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes.

Do you remember your wedding night?

Factory Director Yang suddenly asked, his smile growing increasingly eerie, "I told her: Sister-in-law, don't be afraid, I am the second brother of the eldest brother."

He laughed, and tears streamed down his face.

"She believed it. She actually believed it. She said, 'No wonder the banana was so big, it was you!'"

My older brother is dull and not as flamboyant as me; she prefers my wit and humor.

Therefore, with my sister-in-law's cover, no one discovered that I was my eldest brother.

Lin Tian fell silent.

He looked at the man he had tortured into a "human pig," at the face distorted by pain and memories, and suddenly felt a little nauseous.

It's not physical nausea.

It's psychological.

"So," Lin Tian began, "is Yang Chusheng yours or your son's, or your older brother's? And what about Yang Dianfeng?"

Factory Director Yang's smile froze.

He sighed and continued, "My son is my elder brother's, which is why I tolerate his behavior and turn a blind eye to it."

I'm sorry to my elder brother. I can't let him go without an heir. As long as it's not something immoral or unethical, let it be.

"Yang Dianfeng..."

He murmured to himself, "She's my daughter..."

Lin Tian looked down at him and cursed, "Director Yang, you're a real beast!"

Factory Director Yang opened his eyes and looked at him.

"Yi Zhonghai is a hypocrite, Jia Zhangshi is a shrew, Xu Damao is a treacherous villain, and Sha Zhu is a bully who preys on the weak..."

Lin Tian counted on his fingers, "But they are at least beasts."

He paused:

"You are not."

Factory Director Yang's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't.

"You killed your own brother, got together with Bi Chi, kept a bunch of lovers, and fathered two bastard children."

Lin Tian said, word by word, "You're a beast. No, you're not even as good as a beast."

He raised the axe.

"Lin Tian".

Factory Director Yang suddenly spoke up.

The axe stopped in mid-air.

"Do you know... why I'm telling you this?"

Lin Tian tilted his head: "Why? Isn't it just for the thrill?"

Factory Director Yang smiled, a smile that held an indescribable sense of relief:

"Because... I want you to know..."

He paused, his voice growing softer:

"In this world... some people are born...like animals..."

"I... am that kind of person..."

"I've kept this to myself for over twenty years. Do you know how I've gotten through all these years?"

Knowing what Yang Chusheng did, I felt like I was seeing another version of myself, and it broke my heart.

I named him Chusheng (meaning "rising sun") in the hope that he would be like the morning sun, full of hope and sunshine, rather than as dark as I am.

Unfortunately, the name was ultimately a mistake; it didn't resemble the sun, but rather sounded more like a homophone of "him".

I passed on my beastly nature to him; this is my sin. I am sorry to my elder brother and sister-in-law. I should have named him Yang Guo, with the courtesy name Gaizhi.

Factory Director Yang closed his eyes:

"Let's get started."

To end this terrible life of mine.

Yang Guo?

Lin Tian was stunned for a second. "It's a good thing you didn't choose this name, otherwise the image of the Condor Hero in my heart would be ruined."

and many more……

The Condor Hero?

There are no heroes or martial arts masters.

Yang Chusheng seems to fit the description perfectly.

Yang Guo and his aunt Xiaolongnu, Yang Chusheng and Yang Dianfeng...

Aunt and niece, cousins...

Could this beast actually be the prototype?

Lin Tian shook his head, trying to clear his head of his jumbled thoughts. What was he thinking?

The axe fell.

"Pfft!"

The public restroom returned to silence.

Factory Director Yang fell into darkness.

Lin Tian thought of how that old beast Yang had caused his family's tragic fate for the sake of a woman, and realized that this woman also had a way of courting death.

Yu Haitang, right?

I am coming!

Your sister is already waiting for you downstairs. You don't want her to be all alone, do you?

A family should be together all the time.

You agree, right?

……