The 33rd year of Qianling, spring.

In the morning, there were very few people in Fuping County, and the mist was still there.

On the edge of a small lake in the suburbs, scarlet blood spread in the air. What flowed through the lake was not clear lake water, but a bloody smell! In the middle of the blood floated human organs, which had begun to turn white due to the erosion of the lake water. They looked ugly and disgusting!

On the road in the distance, two figures, one big and one small, walked slowly in the mist. When they got closer, they saw clearly that the big one was a man. He was elegant and had white teeth and bright eyes. His steps were light and easy. On his shoulder stood a black bird. The bird pecked at him with its sharp beak and bright eyes. No one could tell what kind of bird it was, but it was particularly energetic.

Next to the man was a little boy. The boy was about four or five years old. He was jade-like and had a pair of black eyes that were as bright as stars.

They walked all the way to the lake and stopped when they saw the situation in the water.

"Mom, we're late again." Liu Xiaoli puffed out his cheeks and muttered unhappily.

The man bent his white fingers and tapped on the little fellow's head. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

Liu Xiaoli covered his head, pursed his lips pitifully, and shouted unwillingly, "Dad..."

Only then did the man reveal a satisfied expression. He pushed the little fellow's back and ordered, "Go and find the corpse."

The little fellow grunted and ran into the grass with her short legs. It took her a while to find her target.

"Mom, oh no, dad's... dead body is here."

The man walked over calmly and glanced at his son as a warning.

Liu Xiaoli quickly shrank his neck and stepped back with grievance. He still didn't understand why his mother called him father despite being his mother!

Ignoring the little fellow's pitiful eyes, Liu Wei poked his head out and took a look. Indeed, he saw a female corpse covered in blood lying there with a grievance.

Liu Wei squatted down and stared at the female corpse for a while before he confirmed, "It's the same as the eight dead bodies."

Liu Xiaoli's bright black eyes were wide open. "Is he still the murderer? The murderer is really energetic. From Qujiang Prefecture to Fuping County, he has been walking for half a month. Along the way, he killed people in the same way every time. Isn't he afraid of being exposed?"

"He's creating his own style," Liu Wei said faintly. He stood up from the ground and held his son's hand. "A perverted murderer has his own aesthetic awareness. He feels that only by dying like this can one be the most beautiful!"

Liu Xiaoli said with disdain, "But I think it's okay. It's not very beautiful."

Liu Wei agreed. "It's indeed not beautiful. This murderer doesn't seem to have high moral standards and his aesthetic standards are average. His creation technique is also relatively simple. If it's beautiful to open his chest and stomach, then all the butchers are artists!"

Liu Xiaoli knew what the artist meant. His mother had told him, so he nodded and asked, "Dad, what should we do now? Should we report it to the government or continue to chase?"

Liu Wei licked his lips. "Let's have breakfast first."

"What do you eat?"

Liu Wei thought for a moment and asked, "Pig porridge?"

Liu Xiaoli frowned and said, "Dad, Xiao Li just checked the body. He doesn't want to eat pig blood porridge."

Liu Wei asked again, "The pork intestines porridge?"

Liu Xiaoli puffed out his cheeks and said, "But Xiao Li also saw human intestines and doesn't want to eat pig intestines porridge."

Liu Wei looked at his son without praise. "You're too picky about food. It doesn't grow tall."

Liu Xiaoli said with a bitter face, "Dad, you did it on purpose..."