Siheyuan: Hang Jia Dongxu, smash Banggeng to death!

A little boy crawled out from under the bed in the room.

He was about eight or nine years old, his face covered in tears and dust.

He ran out crying and knelt beside the bodies of Director Wang and Chen Lu, his little hands trembling as he touched his mother's already cold face.

"Mom...Big Brother..."

The little boy's sobs were suppressed and broken, "When I grow up, I'll find that Lin Tian, ​​and I'll definitely avenge you all, sob sob..."

"Hey brat, I heard you were looking for me?"

A cold voice came from behind.

The little boy turned around abruptly and saw that the translucent ghostly figure had reappeared behind him, tilting its head and looking at him.

"It was you! You killed my mother and my older brother! I'm going to kill you!"

The little boy roared with red eyes, not frightened at all. Instead, he grabbed a piece of broken brick from the ground and rushed forward without regard for anything else.

Lin Tian gently shifted his body to the side and kicked out with his foot.

"ah!!!"

The little boy screamed and flew backward, crashing heavily into a pool of blood, the broken bricks slipping from his hands and rolling far away.

This kid dares to hit me with a brick at such a young age; he's courting death.

Lin Tian floated in front of him, looked down at the child curled up on the ground, and said mockingly:

"I'll let you off this time since you're still a child, but next time we meet, we'll be enemies."

After saying that, he turned around and made a move to leave.

The little boy secretly breathed a sigh of relief amidst the excruciating pain.

His older brother taught him that if you lose a fight, a gentleman takes revenge, even if it takes ten years; wait until you become strong enough to fight back.

He will definitely kill this inhuman, ghostly thing.

The little boy vowed in his heart that when he grew up, he would learn the most powerful skill and defeat this damn thing...

"Hey kid, we meet again."

Lin Tian's voice suddenly rang in my ears.

The little boy froze, slowly turned his head, and saw that the blurry ghost face was almost pressed against his face.

He somehow managed to get behind him again.

"You..." The little boy was too frightened to speak.

Lin Tian tilted his head, as if deep in thought, then asked softly, "Do you miss your mother and your older brother?"

The image of his mother cooking flashed through the little boy's mind, as did his older brother's hand teaching him to write, and how he was always given the best food...

He answered instinctively, "Yes!"

"Okay, I'll take you to see them."

The axe flashed and fell silently.

The little boy didn't even feel any pain; his vision suddenly turned red and then black.

In his last moments of consciousness, he seemed to see the jujube tree in front of the door in bloom, and his mother waving from under the tree.

Lin Tian shook his head, looking at the small corpse that had appeared on the ground.

He floated to the courtyard wall and waited quietly, his ghostly body merging with the shadow.

Sure enough, a short while later, the wardrobe door inside the room was gently pushed open a crack.

A pair of terrified eyes peered out through the crack. After confirming that there seemed to be no movement in the yard, a little girl tiptoed out.

She was two or three years younger than the little boy from before, with two pigtails, and her clothes were covered in dust from the wardrobe.

"Mom...eldest brother...second brother..."

When the little girl saw the terrible scene in the yard, her legs went weak and she knelt on the ground. She covered her mouth tightly, not daring to cry out, but large tears fell down her cheeks.

Lin Tian emerged from the shadows and nodded with satisfaction: "I knew there were still some who slipped through the net."

If Yi Zhonghai had been determined to burn himself back then, I wouldn't have survived to the second chapter.

He understood the principle that if you don't cut the weeds at the root, they will grow back in the spring breeze.

The little girl looked up abruptly at the sound, and when she saw Lin Tian, ​​her pupils contracted sharply: "It's you! You killed my mother! Big brother, second brother, I'll avenge them! I'll kill you!"

Her voice was childish, yet it carried a fierceness beyond her years.

Lin Tian narrowed his eyes slightly; this little girl was probably the female lead.

This girl is so murderous at such a young age; she must not be allowed to live.

Lin Tian floated in front of her, bent down, and said seriously, "Little girl, remember what I look like. Come back for revenge later."

The little girl stared at him intently, as if trying to etch his face into her very bones.

Then Lin Tian reached out and poked her eyes out with his finger.

"ah--!"

A heart-wrenching scream pierced the courtyard. The little girl rolled on the ground, covering her eyes, blood gushing from between her fingers.

Lin Tian watched coldly, and after she quieted down a bit, he floated to her ear again: "Listen to my voice clearly."

Then, he let out a sharp, soul-piercing roar.

That wasn't a sound that humans could make; it was more like infrasound.

Blood gushed from the little girl's ears instantly. She opened her mouth, but found that she could no longer hear her own cries.

My head is buzzing.

They can't see, and they can't hear.

But the little girl did not give up.

She lay on the ground, groping with her hands, grabbed a handful of dirt, and threw it in Lin Tian's direction from memory.

The soil passed through the ghostly shadows and scattered all over the ground.

This made Lin Tian glance at him slightly.

With such tenacious vitality, could she really be some kind of female protagonist?

Shouldn't Qin Huairu be the female protagonist of the Siheyuan world?

Is he the male lead, Silly Pillar?

Could it be that my indiscriminate killing caused the world to collapse?

Lin Tian was too lazy to dwell on this issue.

For him, anyone who is an enemy must die!

He floated to the little girl's side, and although he knew she could no longer hear, he still asked in a low voice, "Little girl, do you miss your mother, your older brother, and your second older brother?"

The little girl heard the question from inside the cupboard.

The second brother answered "yes" and was killed.

So as long as you answer "no," you can live temporarily.

Her mind raced.

As a transmigrator, I'm here to heal this overly violent world of courtyard houses and let those poor people live a better life.

But who knew that before the golden finger would even arrive, they would encounter such a horrific massacre of their entire family.

This world is terrifying, a hundred times more terrifying than described in the original work.

Despite the excruciating pain in her eyes and ears, the little girl shook her head with all her might and said in a hoarse voice:

"I don't want to, I don't want to. Mom, eldest brother, second brother, please let me go, I'm innocent."

The killing intent in Lin Tian's eyes intensified.

This little girl has a serious problem; she can't hear, yet she can still hear herself talking.

Could it be that my attack just now didn't shatter her eardrums?

Moreover, she is extremely shrewd and knows how to assess situations and lie to survive.

A woman who is no longer suitable for marriage should not be kept.

"Unfilial and heartless," Lin Tian slowly raised his axe, "I'm sending you to see them."

The little girl seemed to sense something, screaming as she crawled to the side, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'm wearing..."

But she couldn't see or hear, and could only bump around aimlessly like a headless fly.

A flash of cold light.

The courtyard was finally completely quiet.

Lin Tian stood in the middle of the four corpses, remaining silent for a long time.

The sunlight grew increasingly intense, shining on the blood and emitting a pungent, metallic smell.

Flies began to swarm, their buzzing annoying.

He floated into the house and began a thorough search.

Director Wang's family was much wealthier than he had imagined.

In a hidden compartment under the bed, he found an iron box containing neatly stacked 10,000 yuan notes. He counted them and found there were more than 5,000 yuan.

This was a huge sum of money in those days; an ordinary worker couldn't save it even if he didn't eat or drink for a lifetime.

In another hidden compartment were more than twenty small yellow croakers, golden and heavy.

"Looks like they hid a lot and embezzled a lot when they were fighting the landlords," Lin Tian sneered.

He stored the money and gold in the space, as these things would be very useful for his future trip to Hong Kong with his sister.

"Knock knock knock!!"

"Is Director Wang home? Director Wang, I heard screams coming from your house?"

The neighbor from the next courtyard knocked on the gate.

Lin Tian glanced outside and disappeared from the spot.

Not long after.

A terrified scream echoed from Director Wang's courtyard: "It's terrible! It's terrible! Director Wang and his entire family of four have been murdered..."

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