Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 185 - 184 Complaining God_1

Chapter 185: Chapter 184 Complaining God_1

So, Tianpeng carefully lifted the lid off the bowl and when he peeked inside, his face instantly turned dark...

Tianpeng looked up at the rabbit. The rabbit gave him a grin, then stuffed a Red Spirit Crystal into its mouth and munched away... looking utterly relaxed, seemingly not the least bit worried.

Tianpeng whispered, "Rabbit, you’re asking for death! Believe it or not, one shout from me, and you won’t be able to make it back to the moon?"

Qin Shou was all smug as he said, "Go ahead, shout. Let’s see who can’t make it back to the moon."

Tianpeng only felt numerous icy glares boring into his back. Turning around, he saw the immortals who had paid money to look under the bowl earlier, smiling slyly at him, with a look that said, you dare cause a ruckus, and we’ll take you down!

Some of those in the crowd looked vaguely familiar to him. Although they weren’t any formidable figures, the backing behind each was substantial, and truly provoking them would mean no end of trouble.

Tianpeng shivered... and the words at the tip of his tongue remained unshouted, after all.

Just then, Qin Shou’s annoying voice tickled his ear, "You wimping out now?"

Tianpeng harrumphed twice and said, "Rabbit, you’d better worry about your own fate. With the way you scam people, I doubt you’ll make it back to the moon alive."

Qin Shou replied, "You don’t need to worry about that."

Tianpeng snorted coldly, went back to the crowd, and stopped talking, smiling slyly. But deep down, he was convinced that the rabbit was definitely in for some bad luck; if not killed, then these people would surely catch it for a secret thrashing...

"Hmm, if it’s killed, I’ll go to the funeral; if it’s crippled, I’ll bring medicine over, check on the patient, and show some concern for a friend’s injuries... Hmm, not bad, not bad." Tianpeng thought to himself with satisfaction. Just then, a voice suddenly rang out.

"What’s so good about this that you need to pay just for a glance?" came a voice with that irritating twang.

Upon hearing that, everyone turned to look and saw a person approaching with a weird gait; high-stepping and swinging his shoulders wildly, as if afraid that others wouldn’t know how awesome he was, incredibly ostentatious.

On his chest was a large character—Walk.

Above his head fluttered sixteen little imps with small red faces and shoulders, each sporting wings and pulling hands randomly in flight. On their chests, they too bore a large character—Walk!

"Daynight Wandering God? What are these guys doing here?" The crowd murmured quietly, yet no one spoke up.

"The Travel God is here, be careful," Shanye Immortal warned in a low voice.

"Cao, they really are the Travel Gods. Why have they all appeared together?" Yunkong True Master also felt his scalp tingle.

"These guys... trouble!" Master Liu frowned.

Even Tianpeng frowned, his body’s mist swirling more densely to better conceal himself.

Seeing everyone’s reaction, Qin Shou became curious as well. He opened his eyes wide to observe the swaggering figure whose walk was a hop and a skip, and found it hilarious rather than scary.

Moreover, from Qin Shou’s memory, the Daynight Wandering God seemed to just be an officer patrolling for the likes of Emperor of Mount Tai, the Netherworld, and the like—nothing significantly mighty. So why the big fuss here? Why, even Tianpeng was dodging...

Qin Shou also hadn’t expected that the Daynight Wandering God would look like this; he had always thought they were two separate entities, one for the day and another for the night.

That’s when Tianpeng’s voice reached his ear, "Rabbit, be careful. This here is the Daynight Wandering God, also known as Daynight Patrol. That average-looking person is the Sun Wandering God, and those sixteen creatures with little wings are the Night Wandering God.

But most people prefer to call them the Judicial Gods, these creatures are low in divine status, just Yin Gods, with not much strength—I could squash several with one slap. However, it’s not their power that’s the issue, it’s their knack for nitpicking and tattling.

Their duty is to patrol the heavens and earth day and night, overseeing the affairs of all divine beings, good and evil. If they catch an evil spirit or someone committing a fault, they’ll go tattle, then leave it to the Judicial God to handle it.

That’s why these creatures are notoriously annoying; nobody likes them, yet nobody wants to provoke them."

As the saying goes, you’re not afraid of a thief stealing, but you fear the thief’s covetous gaze, there’s no reason to guard against theft every night, right? But once they set their sights on you, it’s like sitting on pins and needles, life just becomes unbearable.

"Now you’re swindling; if you bump into them, you’d better pray for luck."

"Rabbit, what the hell are you keeping in that bowl? You expect people to pay just for a glance?" The Sun Wandering God asked in a strange tone, bending over and looking at the big bowl in front of Qin Shou.

The Night Wandering Gods all had black bands wrapped around their foreheads, each with numbers written on them from one to sixteen.

The one with the number one on his head chuckled, "Turn it over to find out."

Qin Shou’s eyebrows twitched, knowing trouble had come knocking. In his business, he wasn’t afraid of those who cared about saving face but dreaded the honest boys and the managers!

Now he was clearly up against the toughest crowd, but still he bravely said, "Pay and you get to see."

"Haha... pay to see? No problem giving you money, but if the treasures here aren’t worth the price, that would be deceiving a Judicial God!" The Sun Wandering God laughed heartily.

"If it’s not worth money... then punish him! Punish him! Fine him till he’s broke, make him sell his ass!" The group of Night Wandering Gods clamored loudly.

"Sell his ass! Haha... I want that tail!"

"I want his ears!"

"I’ve got seasonings here!"

"I’ve got oil here!"

"I’ll take care of lighting the fire!"

"Wahaha..."

Qin Shou watched as the sixteen guys flew around his head, not just wielding flames or seasonings but also eyeing his behind with ill intent—the feeling...

Qin Shou silently ground his teeth, wondering if he should stew all these winged creatures in one pot! They were all so darn annoying with their incessant noise.

Upon hearing about a punishment, Qin Shou suddenly felt sweat form on his forehead, wondering if he should kill these guys to silence them...

"Pay to see? Okay, here’s the money! But if your stuff isn’t good, don’t blame me for not being polite." The Sun Wandering God, while speaking, took out a purse and placed it in front of Qin Shou, squinting at him as if he were scrutinizing a criminal.

Qin Shou suddenly felt that this time he might have pushed his luck too far and gotten himself into trouble...

Meanwhile, the Sun Wandering God reached out to grab the bowl, slowly bending over, bowing his head to look...

Just as Qin Shou was worrying, a loud voice rang out: "Big Brother! I see the Rabbit!"

"Big Brother, the Rabbit has put a bowl in front of him, he’s begging! Oh, how pitiful... Whimper..."

"Shut up! Pay up!"

"Big Brother is wise!"

Qin Shou recognized the voice. Could it be the Three Big Fools had arrived?

Sure enough, a trio of burly lads parted the crowd, not caring whether you were Tianpeng Marshal or some Daynight Wandering God, they just barged in and shoved everyone aside.

Especially the Sun Wandering God, who was just about to peek, when a big butt came his way and—bang!—he was knocked three or four meters away... holding his nose and yelling, "Who is attacking a Judicial God?"