After being dismantled cp

At first, Cang Qing was ashamed of confessing her love to a human being, and felt that the majesty of God had been diminished.

But he soon discovered that Xi Bai's treatment of him has not changed, except for the formal confirmation of the relationship.Xi Bai still enshrined him as a god as usual.

This made Cang Qing feel better, and accepted everything now.

A certain change in the relationship between the two made the gods adapt well, and they could even molest the Holy Son openly.

Although it was justifiable, it still made him a little uncomfortable.

Xi Bai suddenly got excited today, and remembered that he hadn't cooked for the gods yet.

Or the fact that Alan wanted to cook for Jing reminded him that the tribute to God was either fruit or spring water.No one seemed to serve meat or meals.

The god's figure is perfect, and it's hard to touch.But Xi Bai still wants to make God fatter in his selfishness.

He just thinks the fat is cute - and the fat can't run fast, so it's easy to catch it back.

Cang Qing looked at the food in front of her.The aroma stimulated his taste buds.

But his eyes drifted uncontrollably towards Xi Bai.

This is how it works.

Xi Bai is still a little drifting since he established a relationship with the gods, such as asking the gods to have three active kisses in the morning, noon and evening.

There is also a three-bowl meal.

This made the gods very dissatisfied.Kiss if you want to kiss, and don't kiss if you don't want to. When did it become a mandatory task?

And he doesn't like this greasy and crooked behavior either.

And eat three bowls of rice!

The god's appetite is very small, and he only likes to eat vegetables and not to eat.

But at this time, if he didn't eat Xi Bai, he would feed him.

At first the god sternly refused, but later he succumbed.

because--

"My lord, let's eat some more." Xi Bai knelt by the dining table, wearing a nun's skirt that he got from somewhere.

When Cang Qing saw it for the first time, she was almost so fascinated that she suffered a cardiac arrest.

"Just want me to eat more." The god pinched the "nun's" chin and turned his face away.

Sure enough, the nun looked ashamed and shy, "My lord, please have a meal."

Cang Qing corrected him, "Say enjoy."

Xi Bai blushed even more, "Master God, please enjoy—"

Cang Qing kissed him on the lips, and obediently ate the meal Xi Bai fed.

Seeing him eat it, Xi Bai kissed the side of Cang Qing's face again.Because every morning he went out to tend the roses.There is always a vaguely sweet fragrance on the body.

Cang Qing felt that her godhead had been destabilized by this person.

But he was still a little dissatisfied, "Holy Son—"

"Huh?" Xi Bai raised his head, staring at Cang Qing with clean black eyes.

"Call me Dad." Cang Qing said, the god's evil taste broke out again.According to the scriptures, all the people on the Bright Continent are his sons and daughters.

He likes to use this to take advantage of Xi Bai.

Especially every time this was mentioned, Xi Bai would blush, which made him quite happy.

"Father." Xi Bai lay on the god's lap with a pious expression on his face.

Of course Cang Qing didn't know that when he played this role-playing game, Xi Bai blushed not because of shyness, but because of excitement.

A certain god dances on fire without knowing it.

In the temple, the gods are right and the holy son is bright.

Speaking out can make all the clergy heartbroken, and more than half of the kingdom's residents committed suicide by jumping into the river.

"Holy Son." Someone prompted outside, "The fourth person has appeared!"

Xi Bai got up, bent down and kissed the side of God's face, "I'm leaving."

"Yeah." God hummed coldly.

Inexplicably, he had an illusion that Xi Bai was a husband who went out to work, and he was a lazy wife who did nothing but eat and drink.

His face turned ugly for a moment, and he dismissed this boring fantasy.

Xi Bai was obviously raised by him, the Holy See and the whole continent belonged to him.Also being the property of the dark world on the back.

Xi Bai is also his.

Xi Bai and the priest who sent the message outside went to the gate of the Holy See, and the police stood outside.They prepared the carriage and invited Xi Bai to see the new crime scene.

"A fourth victim appeared, with exactly the same modus operandi." The bald sheriff said bitterly.

There are endless crimes in the city, and it seems to be covered by an invisible dark shadow.

"The stomach was cut open and the head was sewn in." He led Xi Bai into an alley.

It was full of police officers and newspaper reporters.Noisy like a vegetable market.

The reporters kept taking pictures with their cameras, and the dazzling white light sounded continuously.

Xi Bai bypassed them and walked into the alley, and the crowd behind them became a mess, "Master Shengzi! Master Shengzi!"

The sound of the photo started.But all they captured was a holy light.

The corpse in the alley was lying on his back. It was a male, well-dressed.

His head was gone, and when he pulled his clothes back he could see the abnormal bulge in his stomach.Black silk sewed his belly, and when you pulled the thread apart, you could see a bloody head with its mouth open.

It's getting hotter now, and there are many flies lying on the corpse.

As soon as Xi Bai came over, the flies disappeared quickly.

Some policemen opened the pants of the deceased, his penis was gone, and the wound was cut off.

"Has the identity of the deceased been identified?" Xi Bai asked.

"I found out, he's a painter." The sheriff replied, "The family is in good condition and has no bad habits. The only thing is that the wife has a bad temper."

"Can you show me his paintings?" Xi Bai asked.

"Then we're going to his house. His wife forbids anyone to take away his paintings. A few days later, she plans to open an exhibition and sell all the paintings." Speaking of this, the sheriff sighed, "Many people have already booked for the exhibition. Tickets, sure enough, dead painters are the most valuable—”

The dead man's home was in a wealthy neighborhood.

Three-story building, a big garden.The door was opened by his wife, a stern-looking lady.

"Master Shengzi!" She was not too annoying at first, but when she saw Xi Bai, her eyes lit up immediately, "I have listened to your sermons a lot, you are so wise!"

Xi Bai nodded: "God bless you."

They entered the house of the deceased and went straight to the studio.It is full of paintings, and the colors are oppressive and dark, even if you look at it, you feel uncomfortable.

But it can be seen that the artist seems to be trying other styles recently. The half-painted paintings on the central panel use bold colors and novel painting techniques.

But it is extremely abstract and distorted, completely messy color blocks are smeared.

Xi Bai narrowed his eyes, he saw something.

"What other identity does he have besides being a painter? Who are the models for the paintings?"

"And a teacher!" said the sheriff. "A painting teacher. In charge of teaching children to paint."

"We're guessing the killer cut off his penis for sexual innuendo," the officer said.

The case they are investigating is related to previous cases, and it is a series of crimes committed by the same person.

Each time the murderer cut off the head of the deceased and stuffed it into the abdomen of the deceased.

The newspapers named him the sewing worker.

Xi Bai placed his fair hand on the canvas and wiped it gently.The dried paint melted and flowed down.

As he wiped, the Sheriff's eyes widened.

After erasing the messy color blocks on the outermost layer of this painting, it turns out to be another painting.

Dark room background A boy is sitting at the dining table eating.

He ate bread and cheese.

It looks like an ordinary painting of clothes, but the longer I look at it, the weirder it becomes.

This painting is full of creepy contradictions.

From the color, the child's body movements, eyes.

It seems to be implying something.

"What's this?" asked the policeman.

"Pedophilia." Xi Bai said: "It should be the same for other paintings. There may be evidence in his home, so you need to find it yourself."

The reason why the police use the homicide case to bother Xi Bai is because of the sewing worker behind the case.

He often kills some criminals and is a serial killer who specializes in criminals.

He can devour the evil in those criminals' bodies and become stronger and stronger.

He is even turning into a demon, and it won't be long before he will turn into a complete demon and hurt innocent poor people.

What Xi Bai has to do is to judge him before he completely transforms.

Sure enough, the police found some children's clothing in the wall partition of this room.It was worn, and there are some weird marks on it.

"It's horrible. Did he hurt those kids?" a policeman asked worriedly.

"This still requires our investigation."

"Thank you, Lord Son, I will notify you as soon as there is any news."

"This is what I should do." Xi Bai nodded and walked out of the room.

He stopped, and not far from him, two people were standing outside the door.

This is a pair of father and son, the tall father has a pair of nearly golden pupils.The child holds his father's hand and hugs a toy car with an innocent look on his face.

When they saw Xi Bai, they greeted Xi Bai enthusiastically, "Master Shengzi!"

"Hello."

Xi Bai looked down at the boy, "Very cute boy."

Al hugged Alan so that Xi Bai could give his blessing,

Xi Bai put his palm on top of Alan's head, and the holy halo faded away.

Then Xi Bai passed them by, and Alan lay on his father's shoulder and stared blankly at the leaving figure.Because I was fascinated by it, I didn't notice the toy car in my hand when it fell to the ground.

"Stop playing with toy cars." Al smiled and bent down to pick up the toy car, shaking it gently.

There was a sound of something colliding from the west.

"Let's go see that bad uncle."

He carried the child and walked towards the house in front of him.

The woman who opened the door was stunned for a moment, and recognized that this was her husband's colleague, and his child Alan often came to her home for homework.

My husband really likes this kid.

"What are you doing here?" she asked.

Al smiled and said, "Alan forgot something here, let me take a look."

"Ah, then go upstairs to the group." The woman said, "Don't mess with things."

Then he complained in a low voice that because of that dead man, the threshold of his house was almost broken, and he didn't live a day.

That night, after everyone left.

The hostess was about to go to bed, but he was shocked when he found that the door of her husband's studio was not closed tightly, "It's so annoying that no one closes the door when everyone leaves. It's all because of that short-lived, chickenless man who made my old lady It's okay to be a widow, but it's not worrying now."

She murmured, "I must move out of this house someday, or go to the countryside."

"But now that I'm moving to the countryside, the women in the neighborhood laugh at me again, and I can't hear them scolding me. That's not a loss."

"Just change to another street, I have long seen that Vanessa's family is not pleasing to the eye."

She walked to the door of her husband's studio with a candle in her hand, but suddenly found a toy car on the window sill——

She picked up the car, thinking that it was left behind by some child who came today. After all, her husband is a teacher, and there are quite a lot of students who came to visit after his death.

But the moment the car was picked up,

A short male |genitalia fell out of it.

The woman's pupils dilated "Ahhh!"