Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 358 - 354: Ye’s Sleight of Hand Trick with Hemp?_1

Chapter 358: Chapter 354: Ye’s Sleight of Hand Trick with Hemp?_1

"I’m not scared! I’m like a cold-blooded, ruthless assassin! Even if it’s a True Dragon, I could take it down!" The little girl pulled out a small dagger, pretended to be fierce, and put it to her mouth, sticking out her tender tongue to lick the blade, and then...

"Waah... Brother! I cut my tongue, wuwu... it hurts!" No longer caring about her image, the little girl burst into tears.

The brawny man seemed used to such behavior from the girl and wasn’t in a hurry; instead, he said in a deep voice, "A true assassin would not cry over shedding blood."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the little girl, as if under a spell, immediately stopped crying. Sniffling, she said, "Right, I’m an assassin, I won’t cry!"

Qin Shou watched the endearing little girl with her big tongue trying her best not to cry, her eyes swirling with tears, and he couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore. He burst out laughing...

This laughter made the siblings turn their heads to look, only to see a rabbit sitting in the carriage next to them, laughing unabashedly.

Seeing this, the little girl pointed at Qin Shou and said, "Rabbit, are you looking for death? I am an assassin!"

Struggling to suppress his amusement, Qin Shou played along and said, "Mhm, mhm mhm... Hello, assassin, I’m so scared. I better hide."

After that, Qin Shou pulled the curtain closed and continued to laugh hysterically...

The little girl’s face turned dark, and she said, "Brother, he’s laughing at me!"

The man’s nature was clearly gentle, and knowing the girl’s character was indeed both adorable and amusing—who wouldn’t laugh—he then said, "He’s a fool, don’t mind him. A real assassin only kills the strong, and a rabbit is not worth our effort."

"Brother, what you said is right." The girl with the big tongue responded haughtily, then held her head up high with a look of disdain toward the carriage as if to say, "I am an assassin, I scorn taking you down!"

Qin Shou was completely overcome with laughter, but he also knew that the little girl was not a bad person, nor was the man, and there was no need to keep laughing at them. So, he slapped the carriage, and it sped off, heading straight for Lingling Ancient City.

When the carriage stopped at the bridgehead, Qin Shou hopped off and tucked it into the Black Demon Box. Then, flicking his big ears, he walked into the city.

The two guards at the bridgehead seemed unconcerned with the comings and goings of everyone, standing rigidly, their eyes fixed forward, motionless like statues.

With no one minding, Qin Shou was happy to go with the flow, following the crowd across the bridge and into Lingling Ancient City.

On both sides of the river were rows of tall willow trees, their long branches almost touching the water. The trees connected together like a green Great Wall, but it must be the world’s weakest such wall.

Walking past the willow trees, he saw uniformly grey tiles and white walls, the distinctive architecture of a Jiangnan water town.

Within the city, humans and demons intermingled, bustling about, and various shops were a mix of both, showing no signs of human awe of demons or demons’ enmity toward humans, as if each liked the existence of the other.

Qin Shou even saw some ordinary humans hiring several strong bull demons and horse spirits to carry a stack of goods into a warehouse, then paying them. The demons happily scampered to a nearby tavern to drink.

There were hardly any carriages on the road. Goods normally transported by carriages were carried by these robust demons on large flat racks on their heads, bustling to and fro or flying directly.

And those ordinary people without a cultivation base seemed to take it for granted...

In short, everything here seemed incredibly harmonious!

As Qin Shou was walking, a familiar, discordant voice suddenly came from ahead: "The earth has form, Heaven is formless, humans have form, fate is formless, fate’s constancy lies in chance! The Heavenly Dao is incomplete; you can’t find it in the dice chart!"

Qin Shou found the voice very familiar and moved closer with the crowd, only to see a stall circled by a group of people in the distance, with a tall flag erected! It looked very much like the flags used by fortune-tellers.

Only, instead of the usual sign for fortune-telling or physiognomy, there was a large red character written on it—hemp!

Indeed, it was not the "xiang" for physiognomy, but the "ma" for hemp!

Qin Shou scratched his head and muttered, "The character is written wrong, and you still want to tell fortunes?"

Right then, he heard several other familiar voices nearby.

"Old Liu, isn’t the character on that flag wrong?" Yunkong True Master asked.

Master Liu shook his head and said, "It must be a mistake..."

The oldest among them, the Shanye Immortal with a touch of seniority in his voice, said, "You two have lived for too short a time and have seen too little. The character is not wrong..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou immediately pricked up his big ears and got closer, eavesdropping.

So did everyone else...

The Shanye Immortal, feeling smug, said, "By the looks of it, it should be the Mahjong divination technique, but don’t ask about the specifics, as I’m not clear on that either. All I know is that it originated a long time ago, second only to the divination method using the Bagua... However, this method later became lost, and it’s uncertain if this guy truly knows how to use Mahjong for divination."

Qin Shou too was hearing of the Mahjong divination for the first time and was truly curious. He no longer paid attention to the three familiar old men, and instead, he scurried through the crowd, eventually making his way under the divination table.

He saw that the cloth spread over this table was different from the other fortunetelling setups, as it was not a yellow cloth with a Tai Chi Diagram and the Bagua, but a bright red cloth!

At the same time, Qin Shou heard a familiar rattling sound from above the table. He found the sound extremely familiar, yet couldn’t remember where he had heard it before!

Qin Shou stood on tiptoe, grabbed the edge of the table, and with a little jump, managed to see what was happening on the table!

Almost simultaneously, the fortune teller scoffed, "No manners, don’t touch the table!"

Then the man’s voice suddenly stopped!

Qin Shou was also startled, for the person before him was indeed familiar!

Sitting at the fortune-telling stall was a white-bearded old man wearing a Daoist robe, looking quite the part with his immortal bearing, rosy complexion, full forehead, and shining eyes... it was disconcerting!

This man was none other than the old scam artist who had gone to Shushan to deceive people!

Back then, Qin Shou had played a trick on him, which was the first time he had made a bucket of gold, and then there was the affair of Dog Xiaotian coming to his door...

Now seeing the old scam artist again, Qin Shou immediately burst into laughter, bared his teeth, opened his mouth wide, and mimed a loud shout of "scammer!"

Sure enough, the old scam artist immediately transmitted his voice, "Rabbit! I haven’t settled with you over last time when you cheated me. If you ruin my business this time, don’t blame me, this old Daoist, for fighting you to the death!"

Qin Shou paid no heed to the old scam artist and shouted, "I know this old guy!"

At the same time, Qin Shou produced a Token, which was the Daynight Wandering God’s Token, and flashed it in front of the old scam artist. He also sent a message, "Old thing, I am donning official attire. Do you think people will believe what I say? Today is the day of the Heavenly festival, with the gaze of countless Heavenly Gods upon us. If I shout out, I guarantee you won’t be able to leave Lingling Ancient City. Do you believe me?"

Upon hearing this, the old scam artist was startled and quickly replied, "Rabbit, what do you really want?"

Qin Shou chuckled and said, "Nothing much. First, give me one million Red Spirit Crystals as hush money. After that, we’ll split whatever you earn. I’ll act as if I know nothing."

"One million? Damn rabbit, are you f*&#ing robbing me?" The old scam artist was genuinely shocked. He had initially opened the bidding at ten thousand Red Spirit Crystals, and now upon meeting, it was a hundredfold increase!

The old scam artist cursed, "Do you think I’m the Dragon King of the East Sea? Where would I get so much money to give you?"

Qin Shou retorted, "If you don’t give it, I’ll just follow you wherever you go. If that doesn’t work, I’ll report you to the Punishment Department... Don’t think that I don’t know it was you who tricked my master into buying the Black Dragon. Dammit, if I hadn’t been lucky, I’d be dragon dung by now! If you don’t pay up, just wait and see!"

The old scam artist was momentarily stunned, then replied, "How did you know it was me..."

"So it was you! Dammit, I’m going to fight you!" Qin Shou was initially bluffing, randomly throwing the accusation his way without caring whether the old scam artist was really responsible. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true! A rage surged in Qin Shou’s heart, and he could no longer hold back. He jumped up, ready to start a fight!

Seeing things go south, the old scam artist urgently transmitted his voice, "I’ll give it! I’ll give it!"

When Qin Shou heard that the old scam artist was willing to pay up, he managed to suppress the urge to beat the man senseless and stretched out his paw, demanding righteously, "Hand over the money!"

The old scam artist let out a wry smile and dropped a Xumi Bag through the split in his pants to beneath the table. Qin Shou quickly dived down to grab it, counted the Red Spirit Crystals inside, and sure enough, there were one million of them! By now, one million Red Spirit Crystals wasn’t a big figure for him, but considering it was this old scam artist, having that many was already the limit, so he didn’t push for more.

However, the old scam artist handed over the money too smoothly, which made Qin Shou really suspect that he had underestimated the old scam artist...

Looking up, Qin Shou saw the old scam artist explaining his relationship with the Rabbit to the other spectators with great eloquence, saying, "This is just a little junior brother of mine, we get along very well, and he was just joking with me earlier. Alright now... let’s not talk about that. As for how powerful Mahjong is, I presume I don’t need to say much more, right? Lingling Ancient City is the origin of Mahjong..."

As he said this, the old scam artist let out a long sigh, "Such a pity... such a pity..."

The onlookers too felt a wave of melancholy.

The old scam artist went on, "It’s such a shame that this great method of divination has been lost... fortunately, I was fortunate enough to have seen Ye Ancestor, Li He, give a talk, and read his ’Dice Gird’, which is how I learned a thing or two about Mahjong."

The crowd, upon hearing this, looked at the old scam artist with skepticism...

Just then, someone from the crowd stepped forward, nodding slightly to the old scam artist with an air of integrity, "Esteemed Daoist, I am Bibo Daoist, the master of the Green Wave Cave of the Canglang Sea. As I understand, Ye Ancestor was born in Lingling Ancient City, the champion of the Tang Dynasty. He once walked on the waves with Ye Menglian, the Dream Lotus Fairy, over the Xiang River, comprehending the Heavenly Dao. He created the Ye Style Performance, mimicking the workings of the Heavenly Dao, deducing the heavenly secrets, which later evolved into Mahjong.

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