Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 111 Law Enforcement by Fishing? I Disagree_1

Chapter 111: Chapter 111 Law Enforcement by Fishing? I Disagree_1

Alas, the three big fools glanced at Wenqu, then looked at the rabbit, and immediately shouted at the top of their lungs, "Good day, sir! Welcome to the restroom, sir!"

Wenqu’s face grew even darker as he cursed inwardly: These idiots are ruining my image!

But what could he do at this point? He grabbed the rabbit by the ear and demanded, "Tell me, was it you who did this?"

Qin Shou pleaded pitifully, "How could it be? I’m such a well-behaved rabbit, what could I have possibly done? I’ve been squatting here using the restroom the whole time. If you don’t believe me, ask them?"

Wenqu stared intently at Qin Shou, who tilted his head, bared his teeth, and gave a dazedly cute smile.

Qin Shou said, "However, I did see Dog Xiaotian. It seemed like he did it, but I’m not sure. They saw it too, we all saw it together."

"Right, we saw it!" Hearing this, the three big fools responded immediately, determined not to let their teacher think they were dumb or blind.

Wenqu fell silent, let go of the rabbit, and clenched his teeth fiercely—as he pulled!

A few minutes later, the rabbit got up and walked out.

"Are you alright now?" Wenqu asked in surprise.

Qin Shou asked back with a dazed look, "Just using the restroom, what could possibly go wrong? I’m not having diarrhea or anything."

Wenqu: "..."

Wenqu looked on with a face full of sorrow and anger as the damn rabbit wiggled its plump butt and walked away, clearly the guy seemed to be completely fine!

Wenqu had a feeling that the poison was most likely administered by this damn rabbit, but... there was no evidence!

When he tried to calculate, the results were murky.

Calculate for Dog Xiaotian? Still murky.

Little did he know, Dog Xiaotian had nearly been captured and stewed twice, so to prevent anyone from plotting against Dog Xiaotian, Yang Jian had long concealed his fate from the cosmos; how could Wenqu possibly calculate it?

Unable to calculate anything and without any evidence, what could Wenqu do?

That day, classes at Wenqu Palace were suspended.

Oh, what lament, what ease...

Humming a tune, Qin Shou strolled leisurely through Shushan, but he felt a bit of regret in his heart. After causing such a huge karma, the cells in his body only slightly contracted. To break through, he needed a much larger causation. But how to go about it?

After turning two corners, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, his nostrils quivered, and he spun around, pushing through a row of bushes, then his eyes lit up!

Behind the bushes was a vegetable patch, with radishes, cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants, and the like!

The key point was that there was a dirty sign at the edge of the field, barely visible unless one looked closely. It read: "Wenqu Palace Vegetable Garden, disciples of Wenqu Palace may pick."

Interest piqued, Qin Shou looked around and saw no one guarding, but since the sign said it was allowed, what was there to fear? So Qin Shou immediately dove into the vegetable garden, pulled out a radish that was like white jade, not a speck of dirt on it, almost as if it had been washed.

Qin Shou didn’t mind at all; he bit into it, sweet and juicy, making his eyebrows quiver as he ate.

I plucked a cucumber and put it in my mouth, biting into it; flavor and fragrance flooded my tongue.

This taste was definitely incomparable to the greenhouse cucumbers from the supermarkets in my past life, worlds apart!

"Delicious... so tasty! What a treat!" Qin Shou didn’t hold back any longer, opening the Black Demon Box to start stuffing it in.

Just then, a voice came from outside, "Who’s there? Rabbit, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou’s ears twitched, knowing that it was too late to shift the blame. He smiled wryly, turned around, and saw a Local God of Land not far away. This one was different from the God of Land at the Fierce Beast Park, standing at one and a half meters tall, which Qin Shou considered quite impressive.

Qin Shou raised an eyebrow, having assumed all gods of land were mere three inches tall; he hadn’t expected the heights to vary.

However, the attire of all the gods of land was quite similar, each dressed like a landlord from days past.

"Rabbit, I’m asking you... you actually stole vegetables from the Literature Garden?" The God of Land flared up as he saw what the Rabbit was holding.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou immediately felt indignant. How could he be accused of stealing? If he had stolen, how could the God of Land have seen him? This was a doubt and insult to his professional technique!

However, Qin Shou knew it was not the time to discuss such matters, so he explained, "Local God of Land, look at what you’re saying. I’m a disciple of the Literature Garden. Since the vegetable patch belongs to the Literature Garden, it surely doesn’t count as stealing if I take from it."

"What does being a student of the Literature Garden have to do with it? Even the students can’t pick vegetables without permission! Don’t you know these vegetables are for the students’ breakfast, lunch, and dinner? Are you a disciple of Wenqu Palace or Wenchang Palace? I am going to report you!" the Local God of Land raged.

Qin Shou arched an eyebrow and picked up a sign from the ground, saying, "Hey— you old man, you’re being entirely unreasonable! Do you think I can’t read? It clearly says on here that disciples of Wenqu Palace are allowed to pick. So what’s the issue with me picking some?"

The God of Land, upon hearing this, rolled his eyes and rushed over to snatch the sign, tearing off the rotten vegetable leaves on it, then carefully wiped the words on the sign and held it aloft, angrily exclaiming, "Open your rabbit eyes wider and take a good look, what does it say?!"

The Rabbit leaned in and read cautiously, seeing it wrote, "Vegetable garden of Wenqu Palace, disciples of Wenqu Palace, may pick."

"Look carefully before you speak!" the God of Land pointed to the space between ’disciples of Wenqu Palace’ and ’may pick’ and shouted.

Qin Shou looked closely and realized that the comma between those two words seemed a bit peculiar. On closer examination, it actually was a sesame seed-sized character—a ’not’!

The God of Land huffed, "Do you see it clearly now? This is the vegetable garden of Wenqu Palace, disciples of Wenqu Palace may NOT pick! Still picking after reading the sign is deliberate, it is stealing! According to the rules of Wenqu Palace, those who steal vegetables will be fined fifty Spirit Crystals!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou almost jumped up in outrage! Spirit Crystals were this world’s currency, a special type of crystal monitored by the Heavenly Court, with a vast amount of Yuan Qi sealed inside them. They could be used for cultivation as well as transactions. Their crafting procedures were complex, and outsiders couldn’t reproduce them. However, Spirit Crystals were mainly circulating among Immortals in the Immortal Realm and Earthly Immortal Realm; ordinary Cultivators rarely had a chance to handle Heavenly currency.

Hence, they didn’t use currency at all but bartered goods instead.

And what did fifty Spirit Crystals represent? The magic treasures Qin Shou had conned others of before were only worth one Spirit Crystal each!

Fifty Spirit Crystals, it was basically like robbery!

Perhaps for a common Immortal, it might be affordable—painful but not crippling. However, for the impoverished Qin Shou, this was a death sentence!

At the same time, Qin Shou realized he had been caught in entrapment! But entrapment was still law, and he had to break the law first.

Could Qin Shou tolerate this? He, who dared to scam the star Wenqu, would he fear a mere God of Land? Just when he was worried about not accumulating enough karma, the old man delivered himself to the door, and Qin Shou didn’t hold back any longer.

Qin Shou said, "Hold on, don’t wave it around; let me have a proper look."