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Xiao Zizai is a born bloodthirsty psychopath with an endless desire to kill, and he enjoys the process of life itself passing away the most.
Xiao Zizai calls that process art.
Unfortunately, Xiao Zizai was unable to derive any "satisfaction" with art from the shattered pieces before him.
"Sigh! We're not even the same kind after all?"
Disappointment appeared on Xiao Zizai's face.
As an "artist," he was naturally very familiar with the taste of his own kind.
When he first witnessed Lu Xuan's killing spree, he thought he had finally found someone like him.
After all, such "cruelty," "decisiveness," and almost artistic "sculptural quality" cannot be achieved through mere killing.
Now that he has actually seen Lu Xuan's "work" in person, Xiao Zizai has not gained any "joy".
These body parts looked so gruesome that they even made many of Na Du Tong's employees vomit, and even his "cooking skills" were slightly inferior.
But these things are actually devoid of any "artistic" embellishment; they are simply a pile of rotting flesh on the verge of decay.
Xiao Zizai could even glean Lu Xuan's emotions from the chaotic mess of broken body parts—
Lu Xuan was not one of his kindred spirits.
Lu Xuan's killing process was devoid of any emotion, ideology, or artistry; it was merely mechanical work and cutting.
At most, the cutting is at the level of "high-precision confidential equipment and machinery," and in short, it has no artistic sense whatsoever.
Xiao Zi looked at the corpse in front of him with a regretful expression.
To outsiders, he seemed obsessed with it, but only he knew that he was actually regretting it.
What a pity!
So many perfect "ingredients" were wasted.
Xiao Zizai could only helplessly accept the fact that Lu Xuan was not one of his kind, and that killing was merely a means for him.
For a moment, even Xiao Zizai's inner "desire" was somewhat diminished.
"What a pity!"
With a look of "satisfaction" and "regret," Xiao Zi knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face as he faced the corpses scattered around him.
Even the employees of Na Du Tong who were passing by looked surprised. Did they have such deep feelings for the corpse on the ground?
Could it be that the Quanxing gang was wiped out?
Inside the house, they were talking about Xiao Zizai, while Lu Xuan and Dou Le looked at him from inside.
Lu Xuan: "..."
Dou Le: "..."
Dou Le opened his mouth, his face showing utter despair and despair.
He looked up, his face full of sincerity.
"Master Lu, is there any hope?"
"Actually, I think he's quite sincere."
Lu Xuan looked at Xiao Zizai, who was kneeling on the ground inside the room, weeping bitterly.
"You have such a pure and innocent heart!"
Dou Le felt ashamed; was Xiao Zi's childlike heart truly at peace?
What kind of new kind of lame joke is this?
He touched his receding hairline; back in the day, he was a handsome young man known throughout the surrounding area.
The Mediterranean Sea, with its unparalleled beauty, is one of Xiao Zi's "impressive achievements" over the years.
When Xiao Zizai left Lingyin Temple, he was chosen by Dou Le to work with him and became a temporary worker under him.
For Xiao Zizai, the cooperation over the years has been quite pleasant, as it serves both to eliminate evil and to satisfy his own desires.
But for Dou Le...
A flood of bitter tears, to whom can I confide?
Xiao Zizai's talent for causing trouble is no less than his ability. Dou Le's only pastime now is to complain to Hao Yi, who has been promoted to "Mediterranean Ninth Dan".
Upon meeting the legendary successor of Lü Zu, a living immortal, Dou Le's eyes lit up.
Isn't this a savior arriving?
"Master Lu, please guide him once!"
Dou Le's eyes lit up when he talked about this.
"you sure?"
Lu Xuan's expression was strange: "I don't think the result might be what you want!"
"I'm sure~"
Dou Le's expression was incredibly firm and sincere.
Outside the door, Xiao Zizai finally snapped out of his intoxicating impulse.
After wiping away her tears, she regained her senses.
Hearing Dou Le and Lu Xuan's conversation, Xiao Zizai slowly walked into the house.
His complexion was gentle, and he always had a smile on his lips, making him appear extremely humble.
At this moment, it would be difficult for anyone to reconcile the current Xiao Zizai with the perverted man who had just been lamenting and weeping over a pile of corpses.
Looking at Lu Xuan, Xiao Zizai's face flashed with countless complex emotions in a short period of time.
"Master Lu..."
Xiao Zizai clasped his hands together, feeling the clarity in his heart that he had finally managed to regain, his expression a mixture of laughter and tears.
No one in this world can truly understand his pain.
Normal people keep their distance from him, while those who are simply bloodthirsty and murderous are filled with awe towards him. As for the rare perverts like him...
After an initial instinctive joy, Xiao Zizai felt a deep-seated disgust.
He is a very contradictory person.
Chapter 149: This humble monk has attained enlightenment!
He was able to see his true nature clearly, recognize that he was a pervert, understand that he was a born evil person, and know that this was wrong. For many years, he adhered to his true nature and suppressed evil thoughts.
Xiao Zizai is such a contradictory figure.
That's why so many people in the original work love him.
If he were just a serial killer indulging in his desires, he wouldn't have to suffer so much.
Looking at Lu Xuan in front of him, Xiao Zizai's expression was devout.
Taking a step forward, Xiao Zizai knelt down on the ground with utmost sincerity.
To clearly see one's true nature is called sincerity.
Xiao Zizai has always been a sincere person. When facing someone who can help him escape from the endless sea of suffering, he has nothing to hide.
He knelt directly on the ground and prayed with the utmost sincerity.
“I was a patient to begin with, a patient who was beyond cure.”
"The sins committed by the heart are unforgivable and beyond redemption."
"Never wipe it clean, lest it gather dust."
"I only ask that Master Lu can save me."
"If you want to say that..."
Lu Xuan scratched his chin, his expression becoming even stranger.
There's a saying: "Since we're already here..."
Xiao Zizai and Dou Le have both come to me for help... so it's not unreasonable for me to lend a hand.
"I don't offer after-sales service!"
With a raised hand, a spark of light radiated boundless brilliance, vanquishing countless inner demons.
Dou Le only saw Lu Xuan raise his hand, and Xiao Zizai flew out.
Thump! He fell backward onto the ground.
Wait a minute? And then what?
Dou Le stared wide-eyed at Lu Xuan, who was silently drinking his tea.
The two stared at each other for a moment.
Dou Le was the first to ask a question.
"Master Lu, and then what?"
"That's it, it's resolved."
Lu Xuan silently took a sip of tea.
There's a saying that goes, "A job that matches your expertise will sever any inner demons." Isn't this exactly what I've been given?
It's not about having surgery today and going back to work tomorrow; it's about having surgery now and going back to work immediately.
Dou Le's eyes were shining.
Xiao Zizai is good in every way. He is an impeccable temporary worker and friend, and our cooperation over the years has been very smooth.
However, Xiao Zizai is really good at causing trouble, and has caused a lot of problems over the years.
He's not like Xu Si who clung to a powerful backer; over the years, at least 99% of his hair has been tormented away by Xiao Zizai.
Now that Xiao Zizai can return to normal, this is incredibly good news for Dou Le.
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