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

Their eyes met briefly in mid-air.

Li Wenyuan's expression froze instantly, as if he had been struck on an acupoint, and he stood rooted to the spot.

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but his throat felt like it was blocked by something and he couldn't utter a single word.

Zhang Yucheng looked at him silently for three seconds, then smiled slightly and nodded: "Old Li, buying groceries?"

Li Wenyuan's lips twitched, forcing out a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Director Zhang...you're...buying groceries too?"

"Yes, we ran out of groceries at home, so we came out to buy some."

"Well... then take your time shopping... I'll be going now..."

After saying that, Li Wenyuan picked up the piece of pork belly, turned around, and left. His steps were so fast that it was as if he was running away, and he disappeared into the crowd in a flash.

Zhang Yucheng watched his departing figure and fell into deep thought.

He looked down at the vegetable basket in his hand, then at the direction where Li Wenyuan had disappeared, and suddenly wondered if taking 90% of the profits every year was a bit excessive.

Look at the patriarch of a prestigious family, reduced to haggling over prices at the market, arguing heatedly over just two yuan.

If this got out, people would think Zhang Yucheng was some kind of bandit.

He thought about it and decided to smoke less in the future, maybe only 88%.

Eighty percent sounds auspicious, and it also leaves some way out for those aristocratic families, preventing them from actually having to drive tricycles.

Thinking this, Zhang Yucheng nodded in satisfaction and then continued picking out his ribs.

While life is peaceful and serene on the other side of the Yangtze River, things are getting increasingly tense and chaotic here.

Well, this story begins with the evil god released by that despicable creature.

When Ji Zhengdao was on his last round-the-world trip, he passed by Xiao Rizi and casually set fire to a shrine, burning it down.

It's one thing to burn it, but he also broke the seal, releasing an evil god who had been sealed away for who knows how many years.

When that evil god appeared, it ran wild, like a wild dog that had been let loose, biting anyone it saw.

The officials at Xiao Ri Zi didn't take it seriously at first, thinking it was just an old relic that had been sealed away for many years. How powerful could it be? They sent a few Onmyoji over to capture it and report back.

As a result, those Onmyoji went there and never came back.

Another batch was sent later, but they still didn't return.

Another batch was sent, but they still didn't return.

That's when Xiao Rizi panicked.

Damn, this thing is tough to deal with!

So they deployed all their high-end combat forces—Onmyoji, shrine maidens, ninjas, monks—basically everyone who could fight, to gang up on that evil god.

The game is still going on.

This matter was already a headache enough for them, but as if things weren't going to go smoothly, another problem arose in their rear.

A group of heretical cultivators who had fled from the Han Dynasty went to Xiao Rizi's place.

That group of evil cultivators appeared out of nowhere, taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Rizi's high-level combat forces were all on the front lines fighting the evil god, and started causing trouble in the rear.

Today they burn down a village, tomorrow they massacre a small town, and the day after tomorrow they suddenly appear out of nowhere, kill a few people, set a few fires, and then slip away, like an eel, slippery and impossible to catch.

At first, Xiao Rizi didn't take it too seriously.

They're just a few heretical cultivators, what's the big deal?

They had encountered evil cultivators before, and they were quite adept at dealing with them.

After all, the heretical cultivators in this world have rules and are very particular about them.

Well, the heretical practitioners over there are quite pretentious.

Why bother with announcements and live streams when someone is killed or set on fire?

"Hello everyone, I am the Dark Lord. Tonight at 8 PM, I will be putting on a grand killing spree at Tokyo Tower. Stay tuned!"

Those who know it consider it heretical practice, but those who don't might think it's some internet celebrity doing performance art.

The funniest thing is that Xiao Rizi's heretical cultivation actually has a huge number of fans.

Fans leave comments in the comment section every day: "You're so handsome!" "Good luck today, sir!" "Be careful, sir, don't get caught by the authorities!"

The sheer scale of it made you think it was a fan club for some idol star.

The officials in charge of Xiao Rizi are quite interesting too.

They outwitted and outmaneuvered the evil cultivators, and in the process, they even developed feelings for each other.

Today you chase me, tomorrow I run and you chase me, the day after tomorrow we'll have tea and chat together, and the day after that we'll fall in love.

Then comes all sorts of melodramatic romance plots: a hero falls in love with a demon king, a priestess falls in love with an evil cultivator, a ninja falls in love with a rogue ninja—basically, the more melodramatic and heart-wrenching the better.

Believe it or not, people who live a simple life love this kind of thing.

Those romance stories were made into TV dramas, and they had incredibly high ratings, even more popular than serious exorcism films.

Anyway, after all that commotion, the heretical cultivators in Xiao Rizhi were too busy falling in love to kill many people.

Throughout the year, the number of people who die at the hands of evil practitioners is less than the number of people who die in traffic accidents.

Therefore, the officials in Xiao Rizi have always had an attitude towards the issue of heretical practitioners: "If they come, we'll arrest them; if we can't, so be it, since they can't cause any big trouble anyway."

But this time it's different.

The group of evil cultivators who fled from the Han Dynasty this time are completely different from the evil cultivators in Xiao Rizi.

The heretical cultivators of the Han Dynasty had no particular rules.

Murder with prior notice? That's impossible.

People kill people based entirely on their mood.

When I'm in a bad mood, I kill someone to relieve my boredom.

When I'm in a good mood, I might kill someone to celebrate.

They just kill whenever they want, without any pattern or strategy.

Moreover, they kill and run, shooting and moving on to a new place, never staying in one place for more than two days.

Today they kill someone in Tokyo, tomorrow they'll be in Osaka, and the day after tomorrow they'll be somewhere else entirely.

The local officials were being run around like dogs, exhausted like servants.

What made the officials in Xiao Ri Zi even more frustrated was that there was a love-struck witch on their side who wanted to use her love to reform these evil cultivators, just like before.

The shrine maiden was quite beautiful, with fair skin and a white shrine maiden outfit, looking like someone who had stepped out of a painting.

She stood before the group of evil cultivators, arms outstretched, and said with deep affection, "I know you are not bad people; you are just lost. Let me guide you, and warm your hearts with my love..."

Then the group of evil cultivators glanced at her and exchanged a look.

The leader of the evil cultivators grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "This woman is not bad looking; she should be quite beautiful as a zombie."

Then he refined the witch.

The priestess died with her eyes still open, her face bearing the expression that said, "I will use love to redeem you."

His expression, how should I put it, was like someone who had been hit by a car and hadn't even realized it yet, both bewildered and aggrieved.

After this story spread, the love-struck folks on the other side of the social ladder finally quieted down.

No one dared to mention the matter of "reforming heretical practitioners" anymore.

The officials in charge of Xiao Rizi are truly at their wits' end.

Fighting evil gods on the front lines, the battle is never-ending.

They tried to catch heretical practitioners from the rear, but they couldn't.

I can't manage either side, and I can't handle either side.

They are now really hoping that the Han side can send people over as soon as possible to deal with that group of evil cultivators.

As for saving face?

I'm about to lose my life, what do I care about saving face?