I Haven't Thought of a Book Title Yet.

I was born in a poor mountain village. Although I was poor, I had a lot of things happen to me. I killed a lot of people in the past, but their deaths were very strange, as if they were killed by unclean things. When I was born, I heard that unclean things were also introduced into our house. That weird bad thing didn't happen after I was born. I still have a birthmark on the left side of my face that spreads into the eyeball, just like a blind man's eye. In this way, everyone in the village thought that I was born with one eye. Only I knew that my eye could see things that others could not see. My parents divorced when I was young, and I grew up with my grandfather. My grandfather was a pig butcher. When I was young, I went to the battlefield and saw too many dead people. I became mentally disturbed. In addition, my leg was broken by a cannonball, so I was sent home to start a pig butcher business. . . . . This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.