Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

"No!! Don't come any closer! Don't come any closer!"

Director Wang watched in terror as the ghostly figure approached him, pushing himself back with his hands on the ground, his fingernails scraping against the earth with a harsh sound.

"Please... I really know I was wrong..."

Hearing the commotion outside, the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy inside pushed open the door and ran out.

When Chen Lu saw what was happening before him, his legs went weak instantly; it was all beyond his comprehension.

Is this a human or a ghost?

My brain is now completely blank.

Isn't it forbidden for the state to promote feudal superstition?

"Run, little road!!"

Director Wang suddenly shouted, his voice trembling with rage, "Quickly, hide! He's the evil spirit who massacred people in courtyard house number 95!!"

Chen Lu came to his senses, his heart pounding in his chest.

He instinctively wanted to turn and run away, but when he saw his mother's trembling back, a surge of hot blood rushed to his head.

How could a man watch his mother be harmed by this monster?

His gaze swept across the yard and landed on the carrying pole to the side.

Chen Lu rushed over, grabbed the carrying pole, gripped it tightly with both hands, and roared at Lin Tian, ​​"I don't care what you are, get out of here right now, or my carrying pole won't have eyes."

interesting!

Lin Tian stared at the boy.

After a long pause, he chuckled softly, a laugh full of sarcasm.

"Director Wang, you've raised a fine son, but why don't you leave some good fortune for your descendants?"

Director Wang, with a sudden burst of strength, scrambled to his feet, staggered to his son, and pulled him behind him to protect him.

"Lin Tian, ​​what are you doing? If you're angry, take it out on me. It has nothing to do with my son!"

"Mom..." Chen Lu tried to break free, but his mother held him down tightly.

"What a touching display of motherly love," Lin Tian's voice was as cold as ice in the dead of winter. "It truly moves me."

He paused, and a bloodstained axe appeared in his hand, with dark red shavings still clinging to the blade.

"Since that's the case, in order to prevent either you or your child from being alone on the road to the underworld,"

Lin Tian slowly raised the axe. "Then I'll take you all with me."

"No--!!"

Director Wang screamed and turned around, trying to push her son aside, "Xiao Lu, run! Don't worry about Mom!"

But it was too late.

Lin Tian wielded the axe, his movements slow and even strangely elegant.

But in the eyes of Director Wang and Chen Lu, the axe was like the giant axe that Pangu used to create the world, cleaving down with the momentum to destroy everything.

"Mom!!" Chen Lu only managed to shout that one word.

The axe blade fell.

Director Wang stood right in front of Chen Lu, dividing him in two from top to bottom.

Time seemed to stand still.

Chen Lu stared wide-eyed as his mother's body slowly parted to the sides, blood splattering all over his body and face.

Warm blood, with a sweet, metallic smell.

Chen Lu was trembling with fear. He sat down heavily on the ground and stared blankly at his mother's corpse.

My mind went blank; all that remained in the world was that pool of crimson and the two halves of the body.

The reaction arc was several seconds slower.

"Aaaaaah!! Mom! Mom!"

A desperate cry finally burst from his throat. Chen Lu struggled to crawl over, but his body wouldn't obey him.

She could only writhe helplessly on the ground, crying, "Mom, wake up... wake up..."

Lin Tian stood in a pool of blood, blood dripping from the axe.

He tilted his head, enjoying Chen Lu's breakdown.

"That's so touching," Lin Tian said softly. "Your mother is still waiting for you."

Chen Lu suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, a mixture of hatred and fear within them. He grabbed the carrying pole that had fallen to the side, struggled to his feet, and roared, "I'll kill you! Avenge my mother!"

He used all his strength to smash the carrying pole at Lin Tian.

Lin Tian did not dodge.

The carrying pole passed through Lin Tian's ghostly body without any hindrance, just like piercing through a cloud of smoke.

Chen Lu stumbled forward due to excessive force and almost fell.

He steadied himself, stared at the carrying pole in his hand that had passed through the ghostly shadows, and froze.

After the anger subsided, a deep-seated fear crept into my heart.

This thing...can't be killed?

Chen Lu didn't want to die, didn't want to die as tragically as his mother.

run!

Must run!

The thought screamed in his mind.

However, his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move them at all.

My body was instinctively afraid; every cell was trembling.

Lin Tian slowly turned around to face him.

The ghostly figure slowly drifted closer, its blurry face seemingly carrying a smile.

"You..." Chen Lu's voice trembled violently, "Can you please let me go?"

"No." Lin Tian's answer was firm and decisive.

Why?

Chen Lu cried out, "I don't know anything! What my mother did has nothing to do with me!"

Lin Tian stopped three steps away from him, gently turning the axe in his hand.

"Once you're the child of a beast, you'll always be." Lin Tian said coldly.

Chen Lu shook his head, tears mingling with his mother's blood streaming down his face: "I didn't... I didn't hurt you... I don't even know you..."

"But you enjoyed it."

Lin Tian interrupted him, "The house you live in, the food you eat, the clothes you wear, which one of them wasn't bought with my money?"

"Your mother spent all the stolen money she received on you, didn't she?"

Chen Lu opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word.

His family seemed to have never lacked anything. Later, when he went to school, his mother bought him a new bicycle, and his classmates envied him for having a capable mother.

So that's why... so this money...

"No..." Chen Lu murmured, "I don't know... I really don't know..."

"Does ignorance absolve you of guilt?" Lin Tian pressed.

Chen Lu slumped to the ground, the carrying pole slipping from his hands.

The last bit of strength was gone.

"You know what?" Lin Tian suddenly said with a cat-and-mouse smile, "I could have let you go."

Chen Lu suddenly looked up, a glimmer of hope igniting in his eyes.

"If you had really run away just now, or knelt down and sincerely repented, I might have considered it, but you picked up the carrying pole, you want to kill me."

"That's because you killed my mother," Chen Lu cried out.

"So you see,"

Lin Tian shook his head. "Blood ties, the inheritance of evil. Your mother did evil, you avenged her, and hatred is passed down from generation to generation."

He raised his axe: "But I won't let it continue. I'll nip it in the bud."

"etc!"

Chen Lu suddenly shouted, "My family is rich, a lot of money. I can give you money, can you let me go?"

Lin Tian paused, the axe reflecting a cold light in the sunlight. "Kill you, and all your family's wealth will be mine."

Chen Lu raised his head, but the last hope in his eyes had been extinguished.

He knew he wouldn't be able to leave this courtyard alive today.

A flash of cold light disappeared in an instant.

Chen Lu didn't even feel any pain; he only saw a silver arc flash before his eyes, and then the world began to tilt and spin.

The watermelon rolled down.

Lin Tian stared at the additional corpse on the ground and remained silent for a long time.

The stench of blood in the courtyard was so strong it was almost unbearable, and the sunlight reflecting off the blood gave it an eerie sheen.

"Bang!"

A soft thud was heard inside the room.

Eh?

Are there more experts?

Lin Tian's ghostly body disappeared into the darkness. This cat-and-mouse revenge method was irresistible to him.

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