A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

Ji Zuodao led the Empress and the little fox, who was being held by the scruff of her neck and looked utterly dejected, back to the investigators' dormitory building.

At this hour, some are out on fieldwork, while others are slacking off; the whole building is quiet.

I reckon it was just Dog Master and some little girl who was "fighting" inside.

Yes, fight.

Working hard on winter break homework.

When the teacher from Yaoxiangu called and asked Ji Zuodao, the "guardian," to make sure that his child completed his holiday homework on time, Ji Zuodao was stunned.

What is that?

Winter break homework?

What is that?

If you're on vacation and don't go having a blast, why do you need to do homework?

Is this reasonable? Is this scientific? Does this conform to the basic principles of children's happy growth?

It's no wonder he was confused; he had never been to school, and in his mind, "holiday" meant "completely letting the sheep roam free."

Ever since the July 7th holiday started, he has been taking his little girl all over the streets of Jinghai, going wherever it's lively, calling it "social practice".

They really screwed over Qiqi.

With homework piling up and the holiday almost over, the little girl could only cry as she rushed to finish it.

Ji Zuodao initially acted quite self-consciously as a "guardian," rolling up his sleeves to help.

Then, he fell silent while looking at his workbook.

The notebook clearly stated:

Word problems:

1. There are 35 chickens and rabbits in a cage, with a total of 94 legs. How many chickens and rabbits are there?

Ji Zuo said: "???"

What is that?

He blinked and looked at it carefully again.

No, why are you counting feet if not heads?

If you had the skill to count feet, you would have counted them long ago.

Also, what kind person would put chickens and rabbits in the same cage?

Aren't you afraid the rabbit will get angry and kick the chicken to death? Or are you afraid the chicken will peck the rabbit bald in the middle of the night?

What kind of bizarre and ingenious combination is this?

His gaze shifted downwards.

2. Xiaoming walks 60 meters per minute from home to school, starting 20 minutes early. Xiaohong walks 80 meters per minute from the same location. How many minutes will it take Xiaohong to catch up with Xiaoming after she starts walking?

Ji Zuodao's lips began to twitch.

no……

Xiao Ming, are you fucking useless?!

Even if I leave twenty minutes early, how can I still be overtaken by Xiao Hong who starts later?!

Are you moonwalking? Or did you help eighteen old ladies cross the street halfway through the journey?

Xiao Hong is the same; she's chasing after a cripple so enthusiastically. Is she so proud of herself?

What kind of paste is in the brain of this person who asked this question?

Look down again.

3. A pool has one inlet and one outlet. With the inlet open only, it takes 6 hours to fill the pool; with the outlet open only, it takes 8 hours to empty the full pool. If both the inlet and outlet are opened simultaneously, how many hours will it take to fill the pool completely?

Ji Zuo said: "..."

He was silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight.

This is fucking...

Is this some kind of cult ritual?!

Filling in water while simultaneously draining it?!

Are you bored out of your mind? Or do you think the water meter is running too slowly and want to boost the water authority's performance targets?

The person who asked this question must have some serious illness! They need treatment! Electrotherapy!

Ji Zuodao felt that his worldview had been slightly impacted.

He grew up in the mountains, learning how to draw upon the earth's yin energy, how to refine corpses and extract souls, and how to set up the most despicable formations to trap the wildest demons.

I've never seen anything like this before!

This thing...

Why does this feel even more sinister than their evil cultivation techniques?!

At least their evil magic has a clear purpose and logical logic—to kill you or to get something out of you.

What the hell is this homework?!

It's purely for the sake of torturing people! It's mental pollution! It's anti-humanity!

I'm off! Let Dog Lord keep an eye on me.

If Qiqi doesn't know how to do a problem and comes running to ask him, he, as her older brother and guardian, will scratch his head and rack his brains for ages without being able to say a word...

That would be so embarrassing!

Ji Zuodao, the living Yama of Bureau 749, may not be able to write, may not understand foreign languages, but he must never show weakness in front of the younger generation by saying that he "can't even do elementary school math problems"!

Ji Zuodao used his key to open the door to his dormitory.

When the door opened, the harmonious scene of "Qiqi studying diligently at her desk while Dog Master supervised the work" that I had imagined did not appear.

The small dormitory was in complete disarray, looking as if it had been robbed.

Qiqi, with her little bottom sticking out, had almost buried her head in the bottom of the wardrobe, rummaging around for something. There were streaks of dust on her face, and her big, innocent eyes were filled with anxiety and confusion.

The dog wasn't idle either. Its huge nose was pressed against the floor tiles, sniffing here and there, its tail drooping, adopting a professional reconnaissance posture that said "things are very serious".

"What's going on here?" Ji Zuodao's heart skipped a beat, but he forced a smile. "Treating the house? An early New Year's cleaning?"

Dog Lord raised his head, rolled his eyes at Ji Zuodao, and continued sniffing without saying a word.

Qiqi pulled her head out of the closet, her hair covered in spider webs, her little face downcast, and her voice trembling with tears:

"Brother... Waaah, the allowance Qiqi just received yesterday... I can't find it..."

She gestured frantically, stamping her feet in frustration: "A small cloth bag, blue, with a little duck embroidered on it... I remember putting it under my pillow... How could it be gone?"

Dog, standing nearby, suddenly added in a deep voice, "We've searched inside and out eight times, even checked under the bed. It's not lost..."

It paused, then glanced sideways at Ji Zuodao, who had just entered, and said meaningfully, "It was taken by that wicked, immoral bastard who gave birth to sons without an anus."

Ji Zuodao's smile froze for a mere tenth of a second.

A fine layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out from my back.

"Is...is that so?"

His Adam's apple bobbed as he tried to make his voice sound natural, even carrying a hint of indignant righteous indignation.

"What kind of bastard is so blind? Stealing even a child's money? What a despicable person!"

As he cursed, he subconsciously avoided Doggy's seemingly soul-piercing eyes, pretending to help by looking around:

"Look again, look again. Did we forget to put it in some hidden corner? Or did a mouse carry it away?"

His acting was superb, and his emotions were full, perfectly portraying a "shocked and upright victim's family member".

pity.

He forgot.

Dog Lord.

He has telepathy.

Just as Ji Zuodao was frantically praying in his heart, "Don't find out, don't find out, please don't find out," while his face remained righteous and awe-inspiring—

Dog stopped sniffing.

It slowly turned around, raised its eyes that seemed to have seen through the world, and calmly stared at Ji Zuodao.

A full three seconds.

Immediately, a look of understanding flashed in the dog's eyes, followed by deep disdain, and finally turned into a helpless "I knew it" attitude.

Dog didn't say anything, but silently rolled his eyes in his mind.

have to.

Case solved.

It really was that bastard Ji Zuodao who did it.

He stole the little girl's meager allowance to gamble...

How could he do such a thing!

Is this something a human being would do?

This person is a petty thief, a gambling addict, and even has his eye on children's money...

It's obvious that this is the "good result" of his third master's teaching and influence!

Damn it, they only learn the bad things and not the good ones.

Um... wait a minute.

Doggy then carefully recalled the "glorious deeds" of Ji Zuodao's three masters.

like……

Indeed, there was nothing good about his third master that Ji Zuo could learn.

Ji Zuodao's third master was a seasoned scoundrel in the underworld, skilled in swindling, cheating, stealing, eating, drinking, gambling, and whoring—truly an "all-rounder."

In comparison...

Ji Zuodao only stole the little girl's allowance to gamble; he seems quite conscientious?