"Shopkeeper Luo walks slowly." He Zhengde sent Shopkeeper Luo out with a smile on his face.

After Shopkeeper Luo walked away, the look on He Zhengde's face suddenly turned cold.

didn't explain to the guy in the shop, he hurried home with his hands behind his back.

When he arrived at home, He Zishi was painting at home.

The painting is a picture of a beauty, the beauty is thinly dressed, is reclining on the beauty couch, and takes a fan to enjoy the coolness.

The beauty is quite charming, the corners of the eyebrows and eyes can be described as amorous, especially the pair of beautiful eyes, between the anticipation, the eye waves flow, very good-looking.

At this time, He Zishi was painting the cherry lips of that beauty.

The brush was dipped in bright red, and fell on the paper, which soon left a bright red on the paper, but soon the red dimmed, and became dull and black.

He Zishi didn't care about this at all, he only dipped the bright red on the plate next to him and smeared it again.

This was repeated until the beauty's lips became fuller and fuller, and even the red and black overflowed from the lips.

He Zishi picked up the paper with both hands, and the black and red, which had not dried thoroughly and were gradually turning black, flowed down the corners of the beauty's mouth, swept over her face, and dripped onto the clothes on her body.

He Zishi was obviously not too addicted, he only took the brush, and swayed it casually on the picture scroll he had just made, almost instantly, the beauty's dress, hands and feet, were all occupied by those black and red.

It's dotted, it's disorganized, and it's a little scary.

He Zhengde twisted his eyebrows and raised his feet into the study.

"Dad, you're back." When He Zishi saw He Zhengde coming back, he stretched the painting in his hand, and even blew to make the ink stains on it dry faster, and brought it to He Zhengde: "Dad, take a look, how is my drawing?" ”

He Zhengde was originally full of anger, and when he smelled the smell on the scroll, he looked at the bright red in the paint jar next to him, and his brows became higher and higher: "What is that?" ”

"It's just a rabbit." He Zishi didn't care: "The smell of rabbit blood is not so strong, but it won't affect my painting." ”

Yes, the bright red in the jar of paint is not some red pigment, but blood.

I don't know when, He Zishi, who has always been lively and cute, well-behaved and obedient, has this problem.

When he saw a living thing, he thought of killing it, and liked to use his blood as paint, cutting off its head and limbs, and drying it to use as a pendant.

Sometimes, even people are not spared.

A maid who used to serve He Zishi was cut on the wrist by He Zishi, put his blood in a bath bucket, mixed it with warm water, and used it for his bath.

And the skin around the maid's body was peeled off and made into a small drum by He Zishi for beating and playing.

Regarding He Zishi's behavior, He Zhengde was shocked, frightened, and afraid.

I am afraid of what He Zishi will do in the future, and I am afraid that if others know that He Zishi is like this, how will they look at the He family in the future, and how they will be willing to marry their daughter in.

In this regard, He Zhengde thought of many methods, found many home remedies, and even took He Zishi to a nearby place to seek medical treatment, but it was useless.

In the end, He Zhengde decided to detain He Zishi at home on weekdays, try not to let him show his face, and treat He Zishi's bloodthirsty and brutal things......

He Zhengde can be said to have thought of a lot of ideas.

Whether they are locked up without eating or drinking, or beaten and whipped, they are all useless.

But although He Zishi was bloodthirsty and brutal, since he killed the maid, he never wanted to kill anyone, but just married rabbits, foxes, cats, dogs and other things to kill.

As long as you don't kill people, the remaining living creatures will die sooner or later, being eaten by others is death, and being abused to death by He Zishi is also death, there is no difference.

Therefore, as long as He Zishi doesn't do anything to hurt people's lives, He Zhengde feels that there is no problem, but this time he ......

He Zhengde glanced at He Zishi: "This painting can be put on first, let me ask you first, have you always been running to Chengjia Buzhuang recently?" ”

"Yes, Dad, I fell in love with an embroidery girl in Chengjia Cloth Village."

He Zishi's eyes flashed brightly, and the whole person was also happy: "Dad, I was about to tell you about this, this embroidery girl is very much like Amber who took care of me before, especially those eyes, like stars in the sky, shining." ”

He Zhengde couldn't help but shudder when he heard the word amber, and when he heard his eyes again, the fear in his heart increased more and more.

Amber was the maid who took care of He Zishi back then, but was bled and skinned by him, and at that time, He Zishi gouged out a pair of Amber's eyes, soaked them in wine, and took them out from time to time to watch.

Now He Zishi said that the embroidered girl he saw had very good-looking eyes and looked like amber, obviously there was already murderous intent in his heart.

What to marry back home is just a rhetoric and an excuse.

"Dad, can you go and propose marriage for me, and let me marry Qiu Yue back home." He Zishi said: "I promised my father that I would treat her well, and I would never let her blood." ”

"It can't be done." He Zhengde didn't think about it, so he sternly refused.

"Why is that?" He Zishi asked: "I have inquired, the embroidery girl has no father and no mother, she is a poor person, and she can enjoy happiness when she marries into our family." ”

It's not a blessing, it's that if something happens, she doesn't have any family to investigate, right?

"If I can't say it, I can't do it." He Zhengde shouted with a gloomy face.

Seeing that He Zishi seemed to have tears in his eyes, and it was he who gritted his teeth and looked at him stubbornly, He Zhengde's heart suddenly softened again.

In the end, he is his own son,

"What you inquired about is which embroidery girl has no father and no mother, helpless, but as far as I know, that embroidery girl is a relative of the eldest son of the Cheng family, and takes care of it very much, because you have repeatedly gone to Chengjia Buzhuang to entangle during this time, and the shopkeeper of Chengjia Buzhuang Luo came to the door in person and asked me to take care of this matter." He Zhengde explained.

"How?" He Zishi was also stunned.

Although he has a bloodthirsty fetish, he is not stupid.

If the shopkeeper Luo came forward, it means that this Bai Qiuyue is indeed valued by the Cheng family, so if he wants to get Bai Qiuyue, I'm afraid it won't be so simple.

"How not?" He Zhengde said angrily: "Who do you fancy badly, but you want to provoke the Cheng family?" ”

The He family has no shortage of money, if they find a peasant girl, even if He Zishi does something out of the ordinary, the He family can take care of it properly and use the silver to take care of everything.

But what you can face is the words of the Cheng family......