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

Li Si got up very early today.

To be honest, for people in their line of work, getting up earlier than chickens and going to bed later than dogs is the norm.

But Li Si didn't mind. Why?

Because the price offered by the Lord is high!

He was so good at it that he could ignore all the shortcomings of the job.

He felt he must have done something incredibly lucky in his past life to land such a great job in this one.

His task was simple—to keep watch.

The target is a little girl, about seven or eight years old, with a round face, big eyes, and two dimples when she smiles. She looks so adorable.

Li Si has been watching her for almost several months.

My daily work involves recording what time she leaves home, what time she leaves school, where she goes, who she meets, and what she eats.

He wrote down everything, big and small, on paper and kept it in his pocket.

When they got home, the paper would be quietly taken away by someone.

The boss said that as long as we don't get close to the Jinghai 749 Bureau area, we can follow anywhere else.

Li Si was quite nervous at first, after all, anyone in this line of work knows that the people in Bureau 749 are not to be trifled with.

Especially the Jinghai branch, I heard that everyone in there is a bandit, a ruthless villain, and they're incredibly vicious.

Few of those who fall into their hands manage to leave unharmed.

After watching for so long without anything happening, Li Si gradually grew bolder.

Today is Thursday, and the little girl is going to school as usual.

Someone came to see her off today.

A young man, who looked to be in his early twenties, was wearing a black trench coat and had a lollipop in his mouth.

The little girl called out "Brother," her voice crisp and sweet enough to melt honey.

Li Si silently slowed his pace and increased the distance between them.

He recognized that young man; in fact, there was no one in the Jinghai cultivation circle who didn't know this ruthless figure.

He trailed far behind, maintaining a distance of about fifty meters, neither too fast nor too slow.

This is a skill he honed over many years.

Following too closely makes you easy to be spotted, following too far makes you easy to lose track of; fifty meters is the golden distance.

He was wearing a drab gray jacket and a faded baseball cap with the brim pulled low, obscuring most of his face.

Walking in the crowd, he was inconspicuous, just like any other migrant worker you could see on the roadside.

He watched as the young man led the little girl by the hand, crossed two streets, and turned into a restaurant called "Bai Cao Tang Medicinal Cuisine Restaurant".

The shop is small, with an antique-style facade and two wooden signs hanging at the entrance.

The left side says "Medicine and food share the same origin," and the right side says "Four Seasons Health Preservation." It looks quite plausible.

This is the stronghold of Medicine Fairy Valley, and also the place where this little girl goes to and from school every day.

Li Si stopped on the other side of the road, not in a hurry to follow.

His gaze swept around the room, and he quickly locked onto a target—

Across the street, diagonally opposite, there is a small alley.

The alley was narrow, only about two meters wide, with high walls on both sides and some fallen leaves and garbage scattered on the ground.

The alley was deep, getting darker the further you went in, until the deepest part was almost completely dark, like a silent, gaping mouth.

Li Si's eyes lit up.

Great place!

The alley is backlit, making for a fantastic angle.

As long as he stands at the alley entrance and cranes his neck slightly, he can clearly see the door of the medicinal cuisine restaurant.

As for the medicinal cuisine restaurant, due to the lighting and angle, it was impossible to see what the people in the alley were doing.

Even if someone glances this way, they will only see an ordinary, inconspicuous alley and will never notice him hiding in the shadows.

Excellent vantage point.

Li Si mentally gave himself a thumbs up for his good judgment.

He then went to the nearby convenience store and bought two steamed buns and a bottle of mineral water.

Those of them in this line of work can't eat too much, because eating too much makes them sleepy, and being sleepy makes them more prone to making mistakes.

He took the steamed bun and water and strolled into the alley.

The alley was quiet, with only the echo of his own footsteps.

The ground was paved with cement, and in some places it had cracked, with a few tenacious weeds growing on it.

The walls on both sides were covered with messy graffiti.

Li Si walked to the depths of the alley, found a dry corner, and squatted down.

He placed the steamed bun on his lap, unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, took a sip, and then sighed contentedly.

perfect.

He craned his neck and peered through the gap at the alley entrance toward the direction of the medicinal cuisine restaurant.

There, the little girl had already entered the medicinal cuisine restaurant, while the young man turned and left.

Li Si looked away and took a bite of his steamed bun.

The steamed bun was cold and a bit hard, but he didn't care.

Those in their line of work are lucky to have food on their plate, so what's there to be picky about?

and many more.

Li Si suddenly stopped chewing.

He sensed something was wrong.

The light in the alley seemed a bit dim.

It's a little past seven in the morning, and the sun is still high in the sky. Logically, the alley shouldn't be this dark.

But in the short time he was biting into his steamed bun, the surrounding light seemed to have been quietly turned down, becoming much dimmer.

And it seems a bit cold.

It wasn't the kind of cold that comes with the weather turning cooler, but rather a kind of... damp chill.

It was as if something was closing in on him from all directions, blocking the sunlight and the wind.

Li Si slowly raised his head.

Then he saw it.

Deep in the alley, in the darkness he thought was empty, a pair of eyes suddenly lit up.

It's lush and green.

Like two will-o'-the-wisps floating in the air, cold and eerie, they stared at him without blinking.

Li Si's pupils suddenly contracted.

Then, a second pair of eyes lit up. Then a third pair, a fourth pair…

It's as if someone has lit a row of green candles in the dark, one after another, one after another, densely packed and layered.

Countless pairs of bright green eyes lit up simultaneously in the darkness.

Those eyes were of different sizes and shapes.

Some are round and smooth, like two glass beads;

Some are long and narrow, like two crescent moons;

Some were murky and dull, as if covered by a layer of fog;

Some were bright and sharp, like two poisoned daggers.

But they all have one thing in common—they are all watching Li Si.

Not moving at all.

Without blinking.

Li Si felt his scalp suddenly explode, as if ten thousand ants were crawling on the top of his head at the same time.

His back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, which felt icy cold against his skin, like a layer of ice.

He instinctively took a step back.

Then he felt his back hit a wall.

No, it's not a wall.

The texture feels wrong.

The wall was hard and cold, but the thing he bumped into was warm and seemed to be breathing.

Li Si stiffly turned his head and tilted his neck back.

He saw a face.

A dark face.

To be precise, it was a burly man with a dark face.

This big man was over two meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist; he stood there like an iron tower.

Wearing a black vest, he revealed two arms thicker than Li Si's thighs, covered with crisscrossing scars that looked shocking.

The big man's face was expressionless, like a stone dug out of coal, cold, hard, rough, and devoid of any warmth.