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

Dog Master pounced on it, and with a thrust of his head, the black bear staggered and rolled to the side, revealing its soft belly.

It showed no mercy, its sharp claws flashing with a cold light—

"Sizzle!"

The skin was torn open and the flesh was ripped apart, blood gushing out like a spring.

"Hehehe..."

A chilling chuckle rolled down Dog's throat, and a sly smile spread across his dog face, his eyes gleaming and his tongue lolling out.

"Dog King is here!"

"Don't worry, it's big, just bear with it, it'll be quick."

Before the words were even finished, its dog head had already impatiently buried itself entirely into the hot, bloody abdominal cavity.

For a moment, only the sickening sounds of gnawing and swallowing could be heard, mixed with the weak, feeble cries of the black bear as it lay dying.

"Hey hey hey!"

Ji Zuodao couldn't stand it anymore and kicked Dog Master's fat buttocks.

"That's enough! Have some manners! Just take out your gall bladder! I still need to make braised pork offal! The essence of a good braised pork offal lies in the internal organs and the head and trotters. With you gobbling it all up like this, what's the point of me eating anything!"

"Waaah... gulp."

Dog pulled his head out of the bloody mess, his face covered in bits of flesh and blood. He licked his gleaming white canine teeth with a hint of smug satisfaction, his eyes darting around as he mumbled a protest:

"Okay, okay, okay! What's the rush? Do you think I'm some kind of greedy dog?"

Ji Zuodao crossed his arms, gave a cold laugh, and didn't even bother to respond.

I don't know who it was just now, but they almost swallowed me whole, skin and bones.

"I... refuse to accept this!!!"

Just then, the black bear on the ground, barely breathing and with its belly ripped open, suddenly raised its bloodied head with a roar filled with endless resentment and confusion, as if it had suddenly gained strength from somewhere!

Its scarlet beastly eyes stared intently at Ji Zuodao, filled with resentment and questioning.

"Humans...ate my child! I eat people...so what?! I...I did nothing wrong!!!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Zuodao calmly turned his gaze to it, even tilting his head slightly in confusion.

"When did I... say you were wrong?"

"That idiot hanging by the door wasn't wrong about one thing. Those two households next door, ruined by you, you bit them to death and ate them—"

"They can only blame their own bad luck."

Ji Zuodao crouched down, looking directly into the black bear's gradually unfocused yet still stubborn eyes, his tone even bordering on patient:

"You did nothing wrong."

"If I had to pinpoint what you did wrong..."

He paused, then pointed to the blood-stained floor beneath his feet.

"That's because you shouldn't have gone to other people's land to look for food."

"Put yourself in their shoes. If someone weaker than you suddenly barged into your territory, not only stealing your honey but also trying to eat your kids..."

"What would you do?"

The black bear stared at him blankly, the last resentment, anger, and doubt in its scarlet beast eyes slowly fading away.

yes……

Without hesitation, it will smash the intruder's head, rip out its heart and liver, and devour it completely.

That's how things have always been in the mountains.

It suddenly remembered many things.

It remembered the three furry cubs that nestled in the old forests of Changbai Mountain, wanting to nurse from it.

The first one was snatched away by a pack of hungry wolves.

It followed the scent for three days and three nights, found the wolf den, and devoured the entire litter of seven or eight wolves, skin and bones.

Secondly, they were unlucky and ran into a hungry tiger that was coming down from the mountain in search of food.

It fought the tiger for a day and a night, its intestines spilling out, but in the end it won, disemboweling the tiger and eating its heart raw with its blood.

Bears are known for holding grudges.

Blood debts must be repaid in blood.

This is the rule in the mountains.

Then one day, it was half asleep when it suddenly felt much sharper and sharper. It could hear clearly the sounds of insects crawling in the forest and leaves falling in the wind.

An old monkey, who had lived for many years and whose fur was all white, hopped over, circled around it, looked it over again and again, and said: "Bear, you've become a spirit, you've gained intelligence."

Has it become sentient? Has it gained intelligence? It doesn't understand.

All it knew was that there was only one cub left, and it had to keep a close eye on it and raise it to adulthood.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out.

The last one, instead of falling prey to wolves and tigers, was instead... beaten to death with a "stick" that could breathe fire and make thunderous noises.

They skinned him, bled him, fed his internal organs to wild dogs, and then cooked dozens of kilograms of meat in an iron pot.

It will seek revenge.

Bears are known for holding grudges.

Just as we were about to leave the mountain, the old monkey came again, hanging from the treetop, scratching its ears and cheeks in a panic.

Forget it, you bear! If you've become a spirit, don't use your old methods! Coming into human territory to eat people will only get you beaten to death! Just accept your bad luck!

It's stupid; it can't understand.

If your own child is eaten, why can't you take revenge?

Why accept bad luck?

Why not just get revenge? Just like before, find your enemy and eat them up.

The old monkey said: Before you become a spirit, you can live like this. But once you become a spirit and gain intelligence, you have to change your way of life. You can no longer follow the rules of wild beasts in the mountains. If you want to live well in this world, you have to learn the rules of humans.

Human rules?

It doesn't understand, and it doesn't want to understand.

It's so annoying.

It slapped the chattering old monkey away, sending the leaves rustling through the forest, and then went down the mountain without looking back.

Now... now, it seems to understand a little.

And yet, it seems I understand even less.

"Heh...hehe..."

The black bear let out a few final, muffled laughs from its throat before its vision completely blurred.

In a daze, it seemed to see the old monkey hanging on the treetop again.

"Old monkey...you're wrong..."

"The rules in the mountains are the same as the rules outside the mountains."

"The rules of wild beasts are the same as the rules of humans..."

"It's all about the strong preying on the weak."

"That's good...that's good..."

Its consciousness sank completely into boundless darkness and cold.

The last thing we heard was the young man's calm instruction:

"Dog, hurry up. Get to work after you finish eating the bear bile. Save the heart, liver, and kidneys for braised dishes, and the feet for stewing. Prepare the hides for Qiqi. Pull out the bones, I'll grind them."

"Alright!"

And the black dog responded cheerfully.

boom.

A muffled thud—the sound of Dog Master smashing the bear's skull with a single paw.

Li Shuwen huddled in the corner, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Ji Zuodao had heard every single word he said, but when put together, they made his head buzz, as if something had struck him hard.

He suddenly understood.

Now I understand why this guy is always so ruthless and merciless, leaving no room for compromise.

Because, in essence, this guy's logic is no different from that of the bear that was just gutted.

No, it might be worse.

At least that bear was open and honest; it hunted when it was hungry and retaliated when it had a grudge. Its raw savagery was evident at a glance.

Ke Ji Zuo Dao...

He can laugh, and he laughs rather shyly.

He can reason with people, cite classical texts, and knows the regulations better than anyone else.

He will be more like a normal person than most people in the world, even a "good" person.

But all of this is predicated on—

Don't trespass on his "territory".

Don't touch his food.

Don't touch his "baby".

If you accidentally cross the boundary.

Then all you can do is pray—

I pray that he doesn't have a good appetite today, and that his stomach is full.

otherwise……

You'd never guess what kind of nice guy is hidden behind that handsome exterior—someone who can sit down and reason with you.

It was still a ferocious beast with its mouth wide open, its fangs still stained with blood.