Siheyuan: I Just Want to Lie Flat. Don’t Make Me Fight

In his previous life, he lived too recklessly and died a miserable death. After being reborn, Xiao Beiwang wanted nothing more than to be a laid-back man who lived to a hundred. From the start, in a northeastern mountain village in the 1950s, he faced villagers who preyed on families without heirs and a deadly winter. Then he awakened a paradise-like pocket dimension, crushed the whole village in retaliation, and headed for the capital in style with a hefty compensation payment. After starting work at the steel mill and moving into a courtyard house, Xiao Beiwang had hoped to sip tea and enjoy a quiet life with a wife, children, and a warm bed. But the beasts filling the courtyard refused to let him have his way: Yi Zhonghai wanted someone to support him in his old age? The Jia family wanted to seize his property? Silly Zhu wanted to settle things with his fists? Watching his neighbors leap about, Xiao Beiwang sighed and quietly brought out the hunting skills he had learned beyond the pass. “I wanted to treat you like ordinary people, but all I got in return was scheming.” “I’m done pretending. I’m the Living King of Hell, and I’m laying it all out.” That night, the beasts of the courtyard finally remembered what it felt like to be ruled by fear. Xiao Beiwang: “I just want to lie flat. Anyone who reaches for me, I’ll chop off their paw!”