Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 438 - 51 Huanglong Daoist Wants to Cry_1

Chapter 438: Chapter 51 Huanglong Daoist Wants to Cry_1

Huanglong Daoist was stunned for a moment, probably as he had never seen such a fearlessly daft rabbit before.

The Iron-eating Beast glanced at Qin Shou, then at Huanglong Daoist, and finally let go and nodded.

Huanglong Daoist burst into satisfied laughter and said, "Rabbit, you still have some uses. I won’t kill you for now. However, if you dare to mess around or conjure up any wicked schemes, I won’t indulge you. A beating will be the least of your worries!"

After saying that, he threw Qin Shou onto the ground and demanded, "I’m hungry. Go find some food and bring it back."

Qin Shou was dumbfounded. Were there such good deals in this world? This was his chance to make a run for it!

Then he heard Huanglong Daoist say, "If you run away, I will torment this Iron-eating Beast day and night. Think about it..."

After speaking, Huanglong Daoist dragged Gungun to one side and began mumbling to himself, occasionally taking out various kinds of food from who knows where.

Unfortunately, the Iron-eating Beast wouldn’t even grace him with a direct glance, just pitifully looking at Qin Shou.

Looking at the mournful eyes of that adorably pathetic creature, Qin Shou knew he couldn’t bring himself to run away, no matter how despicable he might be.

But then Qin Shou wondered, how could Chiyou’s mount be so inept?

Apart from running fast, it seemed to be good for nothing!

No wonder Chiyou had lost back in the day. It would have been a miracle if he hadn’t!

Shaking his head, Qin Shou set out to find food.

After Qin Shou left, Huanglong Daoist’s smug smile faded into a wry one, and he quietly picked up the map from before. Rubbing it, the single map split into two...

When Huanglong Daoist put the two maps together, the Iron-eating Beast still looked ferocious and formidable on it, while in the distant sky, a man with a Bull Head helmet was fighting alone against a sky-full of gods and demons. Divine Dragons, Phoenixes, Kylins, and other mythical beasts were falling from the sky alongside their masters like rain, a clear depiction of a massacre!

But Huanglong Daoist wasn’t looking at that scene; his attention was fixed on a small black dot on the head of the man with the Bull Head helmet!

It was clear that the man with the Bull Head helmet must have used Magic like Dharma Change to become enormously large, as even dragons appeared no more than garden snakes in size before him...

Therefore, the small black dot was not merely a spot but an object.

Huanglong Daoist leaned in for a closer look; the black point seemed to be a person – a bit stout with something long on his head that appeared to be ears...

Unfortunately, the image was too blurry to see clearly.

Huanglong Daoist rubbed his temples, then tiptoed to check that the damn rabbit had gone far enough away, suddenly spun around with such force that Gungun plopped down on the ground, mouth agape, forgetting to munch on the bamboo leaves.

Then Huanglong Daoist grabbed Gungun, leapt into the air, and bolted away!

Gungun’s eyes bulged, clearly baffled. Why would the fierce Daoist suddenly run away? Wasn’t he supposed to capture the rabbit to threaten him? Why run without a care for the rabbit?

Before Gungun could grasp what was happening, a loud shout came: "I knew it! You wily old tortoise, trying to shake me off! A lofty Immortal like yourself still needs to eat? Eat my shorts! You’re simply trying to give me the slip and skedaddle!"

Almost simultaneously, Huanglong Daoist felt a weighty object cling to his pants, crawling upwards. Looking down, he was shocked to see the damn rabbit that had just left!

Huanglong Daoist yelled, "Rabbit, am I a tree for you to climb? Get off, or I’ll kill you!"

But the rabbit was not the least bit intimidated. Stiffening its neck, it challenged, "Come on, hit me! Begging you to kill me, here! Come on! COME ON BABY!"

Then the rabbit began taunting him by shaking its head tauntingly, urging a fuming Huanglong Daoist to almost smack it hard without holding back!

It was no use running; Huanglong Daoist had no choice but to land again, scolding furiously, "Rabbit, I sent you to find food, why did you come back?"

The rabbit, who had been somewhat afraid of him before, now changed its demeanor completely, sprawled arrogantly on the ground, and raised an eyebrow, "Eat your grandpa! I, I’m hungry, what good food do you have? Give me a couple of bites. Don’t worry, I am not picky, just hand over ten thousand Red Spirit Crystals to start with."

Huanglong Daoist’s beard curled with anger as he shouted, "Rabbit!"

Qin Shou’s ears perked up, and he called out in an even louder voice, "What are you yelling for? What, you want to hit me? Go ahead if you dare! I am right here and I won’t even run!"

Huanglong Daoist raised his right hand high, but Qin Shou turned around and presented him with a plump behind, even giving his little tail a shake...

Huanglong Daoist’s face turned so red it was almost purple...

Gungun looked on, utterly flabbergasted, watching the scene unfold between the man and rabbit, not quite understanding what was happening.

After a long moment, Huanglong Daoist huffed, "You damn rabbit, Heaven has a virtue of good life..."

"To hell with that! What good life? Haven’t enough demons been killed by you on the road?" Qin Shou didn’t give him any face and cursed openly.

Huanglong Daoist’s face became so red it almost turned black, clearly beside himself with anger.

The rabbit twisted his bottom again and said, "So are you going to hit me or not? If not, then I’m getting up!"

Huanglong Daoist asked, "Who’s that?"

As Qin Shou looked up, Huanglong Daoist lifted his foot to kick: "Get out—of here!"

Bang!

Ow, ow...

"Let go! Rabbit, let go!

Iron-eating Beast, you let go too!

Both of you let go of me!"

Huanglong Daoist watched in fury and sadness as the rabbit bit onto his toe and the Iron-eating Beast, seeing him kick the rabbit, bit onto his other leg.

Both creatures were small but shared a few characteristics: they were very fat, very fierce, and damn it, they bit, with a bite that could kill!

"Youngster, I’ve already played with the likes of you! Anyone who kicked me back in the day always had to pay a price. To be honest, with your skill level, you’d fit right in with the Huaxia national football team on Earth." Qin Shou sat on the ground, holding a roast bird leg, eating with oily lips, while he bragged with saliva flying everywhere.

Gungun was rolling around on a pile of bamboo like he was having a blast, also holding a bird leg and getting oil all over himself. But this fellow, just like the pandas in a zoo, apparently had no clue what a bath was and was filthy.

Sitting opposite the two little creatures, Huanglong Daoist sat there with a face full of gloom.

A toad spirit, who was snatched from god-knows-where, squatted trembling next to the grill, cooking a large bird while muttering through sobs and sniffles, "Great King, please don’t blame me when you’re gone, it’s like I’ve already taken care of you in your old age... this counts as cremation, right? May you rest in peace on your way?"

Crying and speaking, he then silently took a bite of the bird’s butt—Delicious!

Huanglong Daoist didn’t bother with the little monster, instead, he huffed and puffed at the two who should have been captives taking care of him like grandsons but now, he found himself serving the two fat deadweights instead.

Huanglong Daoist felt an indescribable sense of frustration...