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

"What on earth is all this?"

A subtle expression appeared on Su Xiaoxiao's delicate face.

Where is the loving, sweet romance she imagined?

How did it turn into a family drama about a vicious girlfriend forcing her boyfriend to marry into her family?

"Little Daodao, are you sure this is the script?"

"I think the image of a loving girlfriend suits me better. Really, I'm just playing myself, and I guarantee I'll do a great job."

"Sure."

Ji Zuodao answered decisively, without even lifting his eyelids.

Su Xiaoxiao: "..."

Okay, you're the director, so you call the shots.

Just then, a voice came from the side.

"Sister Su isn't good at this, I'll do it! I'll do it!"

Just moments ago, Hu Bugui had been listless and looked like a wilted eggplant, but upon hearing this, his eyes lit up instantly.

She raised her fair arm and waved it vigorously, as if afraid that Ji Zuodao wouldn't see her. Her posture was just like that of an enthusiastic student eager to answer questions in class.

"I'm best at acting! I've even thought of the character's backstory!"

"I think we could flesh out the character's backstory a bit more! For example, a wonderful girlfriend who's pregnant but works two jobs and still comes home at night to knit! Wouldn't that be interesting? Wouldn't that be touching?"

As she spoke, she gestured with her hands to demonstrate the action of knitting a sweater. Her appearance and expression were exactly like those of a virtuous wife and loving mother who works hard for her family.

Ji Zuodao looked at her and his lips twitched. He gave her an awkward but polite smile.

That smile, translated into plain language, means: Are you fucking kidding me?

Su Xiaoxiao's face instantly darkened.

You bastard Hu Bugui, I just beat you and you're trying to steal my thunder?

You're not taking me, Su Xiaoxiao, seriously at all!

"Someone come here."

"Drag him away."

Before he finished speaking, several fox spirits rushed up, some grabbing his hands, others his legs, and dragged Hu Bugui away in a flurry of activity.

His movements were very practiced; it was clear this wasn't his first time doing something like this.

Hu Bugui was being dragged outside, still shouting. His voice grew fainter and fainter, but his stubbornness remained undiminished.

"Little Daodao! Think it over again! My lines can be interpreted in many different ways! Whether it's a Sichuan girl, a Shandong cousin, or a Henan heroine, what do you think?"

The last "中" (zhong) was drawn out for a very long time, carrying the lingering echo of a Henan accent, reverberating in the office for a long time.

Ji Zuodao's lips twitched.

How come he didn't know these vixens had this talent before?

He had met women from Sichuan, Shandong, and Henan; the scope of his business was much wider than he had imagined.

"A little trick..."

Su Xiaoxiao tugged at Ji Zuodao's sleeve, her voice tinged with nervousness, unease, and a hint of grievance, "Those... I can do those too."

She looked like a pitiful little wife afraid of losing her favor, completely different from her domineering "I'm the best in the world" attitude just now.

Looking at her, Ji Zuodao felt both annoyed and amused.

"No, just follow the script. Don't add your own scenes, and don't try any acting rules."

He didn't want Su Xiaoxiao to improvise and cause any trouble for him.

"All right……"

Su Xiaoxiao pouted, and although she was a little unwilling, she still obediently nodded.

After half an hour.

Having dressed up nicely, Su Xiaoxiao, amidst the envious, jealous, and hateful gazes of the fox spirits, took Ji Zuodao's arm and walked out of the Demon Management Department office.

"Damn it..."

A fox spirit bit her handkerchief, staring at the closed door, her face full of resentment, her eyes reddening.

"We tried so hard, but we still couldn't catch up with Su Xiaoxiao... Waaaaah..."

She became more and more upset as she spoke, and finally she buried her face in her arms on the table, her shoulders shaking as she cried her heart out.

"Then what's the point of me working on this day and night?"

A fox spirit beside her sighed, patted her shoulder, and comforted her:

"Don't cry, just accept your fate. Sister Su's talent is undeniable; we can't compare."

"But...but..."

The fox spirit raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears:

"Sister Su sits at her desk every day, reading those notebooks she secretly bought from Li Shuwen. She doesn't practice much, so how come her cultivation level is rising so rapidly? It's almost on par with minor Taoist practitioners!"

Upon hearing this, the other fox spirits nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, yeah! I'm wondering about that too!"

"I cultivate until midnight every night and come to work the next day with dark circles under my eyes, but Sister Su slacks off all day reading scripts and her cultivation level is higher than mine. Where can I complain about this?"

"Can reading brochures really increase one's cultivation level?"

"Impossible! I watch it every day, but after watching it for so long, I haven't figured it out at all. Instead, it's made me blush..."

A group of fox spirits chattered amongst themselves, and the more they talked, the more they felt something was amiss.

Finally, a fox spirit couldn't resist any longer. She ran to Su Xiaoxiao's workstation, picked up a notebook, and flipped through it.

The cover of that book had a bold style and unrestrained composition; it was clearly not a serious book.

The cover has the words "The Secret of the Interrogation Room: The Investigator Series" written in large characters.

The fox spirit glanced at the cover and blushed.

But she gritted her teeth, opened the cover, and looked inside.

Then she fell silent.

His expression was as if he had seen something incredible; his eyes widened and his mouth opened wider and wider.

"What happened? What's written inside?"

The other fox spirits curiously gathered around, craning their necks to look at the book.

The fox spirit didn't say anything, but silently peeled off the cover of the notebook.

Beneath the cover, another cover was revealed.

Several large characters were written on it—

The Self-Cultivation of a Fox Spirit (Volume 7): On the Advanced Application of the Art of Seduction.

The fox spirits: "???"

The fox spirit picked up another book and peeled off the cover.

"How to Use Tentacle Monsters" → "The Self-Cultivation of a Fox Spirit (Volume 3) - On the Practical Application of Illusion".

Let's read another one.

"After School Classroom: Forbidden Love" → "The Self-Cultivation of a Fox Spirit (Volume 5) - On the Shortcut to Mental Cultivation".

Let's read another one.

"The Hypnotist's Bizarre Adventure" → "The Self-Cultivation of a Fox Spirit (Volume 2) - On the Advanced Theory of Mind Control".

The fox spirits: "..."

silence.

Dead silence.

The entire Demon Management Department office was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After a long silence, a fox spirit finally broke the silence, her voice filled with a gritted teeth:

"...Holy crap."

"That cunning fox!"

"She actually covered the cultivation manual with a notebook cover! She lied to us, saying she was reading something for fun! She was secretly competing with us!"

"I knew it! How could she still make progress even though she's always slacking off? Turns out she was secretly studying behind our backs!"

"That's outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!"

"And I treated her like a best friend! Is this how she treats her sisters?"

A group of fox spirits, filled with righteous indignation, began to condemn Su Xiaoxiao's "crimes" in a cacophony of voices.

The scene and the demeanor were just like a group of victims who had been completely deceived, finally discovering the truth and accusing the cunning swindler.

Dog-Grandpa, perched on the windowsill, watched this scene with a human-like smile playing on his lips.

It shook its head and silently sighed in its heart:

These fools, do they really think that Su Xiaoxiao relies on her talent to make a living?

You guys slack off during the day and then work your way up at night.

They were rolling from morning till night, and after they finished, they would tell you, "Oh dear, I haven't been practicing much."

This is the real King of Scrolls!

She rolled it up so quietly, so subtly, so quietly, that you thought she was slacking off like you, but in reality, she had already secretly run off two miles away.

High, really high.

At that moment, Su Xiaoxiao, who had already walked out of Bureau 749, suddenly sneezed.

She rubbed her nose and muttered, "Who's insulting me?"

Then, she hugged Ji Zuodao's arm tightly, a sweet smile on her face, completely unaware that her secret at her workstation had been discovered.

"Little Daodao, let's go. Let's go see your... mother."

When she said the word "Mom," there was a subtle change in her tone.

It was as if he was savoring the weight of the word, or as if he was testing Ji Zuodao's reaction.

Ji Zuodao paused for a moment.

It was only for a very short time.

Then he continued walking, his tone still relaxed: "Let's go."

The two, a human and a fox, walked side by side into the morning light of Jinghai.