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

After picking up Zhao Lingling from the Zhao family villa, Ji Zuodao drove to Yaoxian Valley to begin his day's patrol, completely unaware of the complex and respectful gaze Zhao Ping was giving him from behind.

A gray official car stopped in front of the Baicaotang Medicinal Cuisine Restaurant.

Ji Zuodao led the two little ones out of the car, and as soon as they stepped into the restaurant, they sensed something was wrong.

Yesterday, the lobby was packed with people, filled with the aroma of medicine and bustling noise. Today, it's so quiet you can hear your own footsteps.

The stairwell was bustling with people, all hurrying along with anxious expressions, all rushing towards the second floor.

"Um?"

Ji Zuodao raised an eyebrow, and led the curious Qi Qi and Zhao Lingling up to the second floor with the crowd.

The receptionist on the second floor was the same girl with a round face and a bun hairstyle from yesterday.

However, at this moment, her once vibrant and youthful face was now marred by dark circles under her eyes that no amount of concealer could cover.

Her eyes were fixed, her lips were tightly pursed, and she exuded a strong sense of "I want to die but I still have to work" vibe.

"Welcome. To have your Gu worms checked, please turn left and go to the third room ahead. Please take a number first... Hmm?"

Before anyone could even see her clearly, a set of stiff sales pitches had already reflexively spilled from Cheng Xue's mouth, so practiced it was almost heartbreaking.

Halfway through her sentence, her unfocused gaze finally sharpened, and she recognized the person who had approached.

It was that young investigator in the black trench coat, holding the hands of two little ones.

Cheng Xue's standard "business smile," with the corners of her mouth curving upwards to the millimeter, instantly crumbled.

She didn't even bother to pretend anymore, and directly switched to a "cat-like face" that looked utterly hopeless.

The resentful gaze seemed almost tangible, piercing straight into Ji Zuodao.

"Investigator Hime..."

She dragged out her words listlessly, "Send Lingling to school? It's the same classroom as before, Lingling knows the way."

Ji Zuodao felt a little uneasy under her gaze, and was full of questions.

Wait, when did I offend this girl? That look in her eyes... why is she looking at me like I'm a plague carrier?

In Cheng Xue's mind at this moment, wasn't Ji Zuodao a plague god?

Yesterday morning, when this man arrived, he first gave them a fright, and then he and Granny Su closed the door and whispered to each other for two and a half hours.

Well, this directly resulted in all the disciples of the Medicine Immortal Valley's Jinghai branch receiving a deluxe gift package: "These are definitely knowledge points that will be tested after the dictation the next day."

She stayed up all night memorizing until her eyes were blurry and she felt dizzy. She managed to cram in a rough outline, thinking she could catch up on sleep this morning.

The results of it?

As dawn broke, a group of grown men rushed upstairs, crying and scrambling, demanding a "physical examination," "expulsion of the Gu worms," ​​and claiming that "the witch from the Hehuan Sect has harmed me!"

Upon inquiring, good heavens, it turned out to be this living devil in front of them who had wiped out the Hehuan Sect's territory in Jinghai yesterday, and also exposed the insidious schemes of the Spirit-Eating Gu.

Now, all the Qi cultivators in Jinghai who had ever set foot in the territory of the Hehuan Sect, or who felt they might have been "caught," as well as some respectable people who were feeling guilty, flocked to the Baicaotang Medicinal Cuisine Restaurant.

The temporary "Gu Insect Detection Department" set up on the second floor was instantly packed, with queues stretching from one end of the corridor to the other, creating a bustling atmosphere that was even more lively than a vegetable market.

Oh man.

Unaware of the situation, ordinary diners on the first floor peeked around, thinking that Baicaotang had opened some kind of unspeakable special service on the second floor.

Grandma Su had no choice but to temporarily suspend the catering business on the first floor and focus all her efforts on dealing with these easily frightened people.

Cheng Xue was so busy she was practically running around, serving tea and water, maintaining order, explaining procedures, and calming people down...

I'm so tired, I look like a dog panting with its tongue hanging out in the sweltering summer heat.

So, when she saw Himezu, the "culprit" behind all this, looking completely innocent, holding a cute little child's hand, as if she had just come to drop her child off at kindergarten—

afraid?

Perhaps at first.

But now, the immense resentment she carries—the resentment of a "worker forced to work overtime without pay"—has become so strong that it could nurture ten evil sword immortals!

What's there to be afraid of! I'm exhausted, why would I be afraid of some living devil?

If you're so capable, arrest me too. I can catch up on my sleep in the detention center!

Just as Cheng Xue silently accused him with her eyes, and Ji Zuodao was completely baffled—

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! I need to see a doctor! That witch from the Hehuan Sect must have cursed me!"

A middle-aged man with an oily face and a panicked look rushed up the stairs, and seeing Ji Zuodao blocking the passage, he pushed him hard without thinking.

"What the hell are you standing here for, like a wooden stake? Get out of the way! Don't hold me up..."

His words abruptly stopped.

Ji Zuodao, who had been pushed by him, slowly turned around.

Those eyes, calm, dark, and unfathomable, gazed at him with such indifference.

There was no anger, no murderous intent, and not even any emotion.

But it was just that one glance—

"thump!"

The middle-aged man's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, his face ashen, his lips trembling as if he were having an epileptic seizure.

Immediately afterwards, a warm, slightly pungent wetness quickly seeped and spread across his crotch...

He peed.

"You...you...you're that...investigator! A living...living devil!!"

His finger trembled as he pointed at Ji Zuodao, his eyes bulging, and a hoarse, bellowing sound came from his throat.

"I...I...I..."

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled back and his head lolled to the side.

Gaa—it's over.

The corridor fell silent for a moment.

Everyone, including those waiting in line, those passing by, and even those who had just been complaining, held their breath and stared in horror at the unconscious man in his crotch on the ground.

Then, glancing at Ji Zuodao's indifferent face, they all silently and in unison took a half-step back.

Cheng Xue looked down at the pool of pale yellow liquid that was spreading rapidly on the clean floor and was still steaming.

She glanced at the unconscious man again, and finally looked up at Ji Zuodao, who had an expression that said, "It's none of my business, I really didn't do anything."

The pent-up resentment she felt from working suddenly seemed to solidify and surge into the sky!

My dark circles are worse, and my cat-like face looks even sullen.

Hey!

This! Damn! Class!

Old lady! Really! Not! Even! For! A! Second! Moment! To! Go! On! It!

Ji Zuodao touched his face, which was so handsome it was outrageous, and was full of question marks.

Is he really that scary?

How could it scare a big, burly man so much that he wet his pants and fainted?

He glanced down at the puddle of water on the ground and curled his lip in disgust.

"Tsk, I was actually thinking of taking one of his kidneys to nourish myself..."

But then he changed his mind and rejected the idea.

"Forget it, if it leaks so easily, it's definitely not a good kidney. Using it might affect my prestige."

wrong.

and many more.

Ji Zuodao suddenly frowned, sensing that something was wrong.

This reaction... is way too much.

Even if he's handsome, imposing, and ruthless... he shouldn't make you wet your pants just by looking at him, right?

Could it be that something happened yesterday, and the news got out?

No!

He submitted a task report to the bureau about what happened yesterday, and only mentioned it briefly to Grandma Su.

Ji Zuodao felt a little uneasy and silently took out his cell phone, which was issued by Bureau 749.

The forum for the Qi practitioners in Jinghai was opened.

He had barely swiped twice when a post on the homepage, manually pinned, highlighted in red and bold, and followed by the word "hot," popped into his eyes.

The title was absolutely terrifying:

[Pictures and Evidence] Bloodshed Last Night! The Hehuan Sect's Jinghai stronghold was uprooted by a mysterious force! Surveillance footage from the scene has been released!

"Holy shit!"

Ji Zuodao's heart skipped a beat, and his fingers went cold.

We're doomed!

It really leaked!

The double-crossing has been exposed?!

Damn it, he's still not proficient in his work.

How could you forget about the surveillance cameras?

However, the next second.

His finger, which was swiping the screen, paused.