Chapter 121: He Really Is a Murderous Maniac

“So that man really is a killer maniac. I mean, just one look at him and you can tell he’s creepy. How did that old man even dare to kill him?”

I said in shock.

Didn’t those misaligned facial features terrify him?

Moreover, that man had crashed into me head-on before. His skin was as hard as iron, and his strength was immense. He wasn’t someone who could be easily killed.

I was already shocked that Bai Yue’s centipede had managed to send him flying.

“I don’t know. Maybe murderous maniacs fear nothing, or perhaps it was too dark when he killed him and he didn’t see clearly?”

Ou Zhiqin said.

She too felt fear toward that face which looked like it had been stitched together.

At that moment, the old man finally seemed to have finished sharpening his knife.

He walked over to the man’s corpse.

With one hand, he lifted the adult man up and tossed him onto the sink.

That strength was unnaturally great.

“What an ugly face. No idea what kind of demon or monster it is. Coming to Liubai Garden was probably to harm people. Good thing I took care of him first.”

The old man grumbled and cursed while stripping the man’s clothes off.

From the way he spoke, it was as if he wasn’t a murderous maniac, but some righteous hero upholding justice.

Though that creepy man indeed wasn’t anything good.

If Bai Yue weren’t a Gu master but an ordinary little girl, she probably would have already fallen victim to him.

After removing the clothes, it was visible that the creepy man’s body also had stitch marks all over.

His skin was deathly gray-white, with a leathery texture.

The old man skillfully slit the creepy man’s throat to drain the blood.

He even collected the blood.

Only then did he slice open the man’s skin and begin peeling the corpse.

The knife was incredibly sharp, stained with unclean blood.

Yet even so, when piercing the man’s skin, there was obvious resistance and hesitation.

It made a sound like puncturing leather.

I hadn’t felt wrong before—this man’s skin was truly extremely tough.

Even though the old man had sharpened the butcher knife to extreme keenness, cutting it was still very difficult.

He had to constantly saw back and forth with the butcher knife, like using a saw to cut through the skin.

This didn’t seem like peeling human skin.

It was more like peeling cowhide or even crocodile hide.

But the old man’s strength was also extraordinarily exaggerated.

He gripped the butcher knife tightly and forcibly cut through the man’s skin.

In the middle, without much effort, he even raised the knife and brought it down in one strike, severing the man’s right hand—skin, flesh, and bone.

The sight made my stomach churn with nausea.

While doing this, he even said:

“This guy’s meat quality is bad. Now the neighbors will complain again that my snake-bird meat is too tough and coarse. It’s still those tender-skinned young ladies that peel nicely.”

Earlier, I had been completely drawn in by the old man’s bizarre actions.

I hadn’t paid attention to the surroundings at all.

Now, hearing him say this, I finally had the mood to observe the environment around us.

This cold storage room had an extremely low temperature.

If not for Bai Yue’s Gu insects having cold resistance, ordinary bugs wouldn’t dare enter.

Only severed limbs and broken arms hung on the racks, still retaining the shapes of hands and feet.

This was definitely not snake-bird meat.

All of it was dismembered human bodies.

So many chunks of meat—who knew how many people he had killed.

Some pieces had even been hung up to air-dry into cured meat.

On the nearby shelves were bottles filled with eyeballs, all soaked in alcohol to brew liquor.

The old man cut open the man’s chest cavity, scooped out the internals, and tossed them into a bucket on the floor.

It was already full of various human organs.

Seeing this scene, I felt a wave of revulsion.

I couldn’t take it anymore.

I disconnected the vision, rushed to the bathroom, and vomited directly.

Everything I had eaten for dinner came out.

When I came out of the bathroom, Xiao Qing walked over.

She patted my back to soothe me and handed me a cup of hot water.

Only after drinking it did I feel a little better.

But Mo Qingyan and Bai Yue were still watching with great interest.

Mo Qingyan even commented:

“This person’s malevolent aura far exceeds that of a normal person. It should be from killing too many people. And his mind is clearly no longer normal. He probably thinks he’s doing something good.”

Bai Yue’s eyes shone brightly.

It was rare to see excitement on her usually emotionless little face.

She even said:

“I was still wondering whether to go buy all the meat from his stall tomorrow. Didn’t expect we’d directly find the cold storage. No need to go through that trouble now.”

“Xiao Yue, you’re not planning to send your Gu insects to eat all the human meat in that cold storage, are you?”

Ou Zhiqin guessed what she intended.

“Of course. Corpses are so hard to find, yet this guy’s cold storage has so many good ones. If I don’t take them, the police will discover and destroy them. That would be such a waste.”

Bai Yue said this and even stood up, about to open the door and go out.

“Wait! From what you’re saying, that old man is still in the cold storage, right? He’s a perverted murderous maniac! Xiao Yue, it’d be very dangerous for you to go over!”

Ou Zhiqin quickly pulled her back.

“He’s no match for me.”

Bai Yue said calmly, as if merely stating a fact.

Xiao Qing was instantly rendered speechless by Bai Yue’s words.

She didn’t know how to dissuade her anymore.

I figured Xiao Qing and I felt the same.

We’d heard the others say many times that Bai Yue was very dangerous, but we’d never had a concrete idea of just how strong she was.

But we had seen with our own eyes how she easily drove away that misaligned-featured, steel-bodied creepy man in just a few moves.

We’d also seen two or three kinds of her Gu insects.

Each one was indeed eerily unpredictable.

It seemed like he really couldn’t beat her.

But something still felt off to me.

Going to rob a murderous maniac’s stockpiled corpses—no matter how you thought about it, it was way too strange.

Just when Xiao Qing and I didn’t know how to stop her, it was Mo Qingyan who spoke up:

“Yue’er, sit down for now. It’s already very late. This neighborhood is extremely strange. I suspect there’s more than one murderous maniac. Acting rashly would be unwise.”

Bai Yue thought for a moment, sat back on the sofa, and said:

“Indeed, no rush. Anyway, that guy probably doesn’t have many days left to live.”

“What do you mean? When you say he doesn’t have many days left, you’re referring to that murderous maniac?”

I asked.

“Yes. That stitched man was refined through evil arts. The old man actually dared to kill him directly. This matter isn’t over yet. Moreover, with so many lives on his hands, he won’t live long.”

Bai Yue explained, but I still didn’t quite understand.

“The old man directly killing that guy is actually good for you. It conveniently takes the karma onto himself. If you had poisoned that guy to death directly, there might have been a bit of trouble.”

Mo Qingyan said.

“I’m not afraid of those crooked paths.”

Bai Yue said somewhat unconvinced, but she didn’t refute further.

Instead, she obediently sat on the sofa.

“He’s already dismembered that stitched man. There’s nothing left to see. Recall the Gu insects. Murderous ghosts usually have very keen senses. If he discovers the Gu insects, he might realize someone’s spying on him.”

Mo Qingyan said again.

“Okay.”

Bai Yue waved her hand.

Soon, the ghost-eyed moth and soul-capturing bee flew back in through the window.

My golden bee Gu returned as well.