Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 494 - 107 On the Nostalgia Altar Looking at Life_1

Chapter 494: Chapter 107 On the Nostalgia Altar Looking at Life_1

Qin Shou frowned and thought to himself, "I refuse to believe this, even though I, the audacious Rabbit, haven’t won an Oscar, I’ve seen enough statuettes to have quite the count! I simply don’t believe I can’t bluff my way through!"

So, Qin Shou took another sip of Mengpo’s Soup, ready to make another attempt at showcasing his stellar acting skills.

Just then, Qin Shou suddenly remembered something and looked up to ask Mengpo, "Granny, what time is it now?"

Mengpo replied, "The third quarter of Rat Hour."

Qin Shou slapped his hand and exclaimed, "I’m done playing!"

Then Qin Shou turned around and ran off, leaving behind a field of puzzled gazes...

Mengpo saw the rabbit taking off and chuckled, showing no intention of asking Qin Shou to stay.

Qin Shou ran all the way to the Road to the Netherworld and the Nostalgia Altar, then directly dashed to the front of the line. As soon as someone finished using the Nostalgia Altar, he immediately sprang forward to take their place.

The Ghost Messengers guarding the Nostalgia Altar recognized Qin Shou, knowing he was a figure even the Black and White Impermanence wouldn’t dare to provoke, and since nobody came looking for trouble with this rabbit after yesterday’s commotion, it was clear he had a significant backing.

Moreover, the sight of yesterday’s stunning characters granted these Ghost Messengers quite the visual feast; having seen it, they could hardly sleep at night. None of them spoke of it, but deep down, they yearned to catch another glimpse of that beauty. It wasn’t out of any disrespect, but rather because Chang’e’s beauty was so ethereal and pleasing, surpassing all earthly delights. Everyone admires beauty; having seen it, it’s natural to long for it. Thus, in everyone’s minds was the thought of whether to drag the rabbit back to the Nostalgia Altar for another look...

Of course, it was just a thought; nobody would actually do it.

But what they didn’t expect was the rabbit came to them of his own accord.

The Ghost Messengers recognized the rabbit, but the ghosts did not. Seeing someone cut in line, they immediately started shouting in protest.

However, as the Ghost Messengers waved their forks at them, everyone fell eerily silent and didn’t dare to speak.

Qin Shou paid no mind to what the Ghost Messengers and ghosts were thinking; he had only one thing on his mind—if Rat Hour passed, it would be a new day! Once the new day began, he could use the Nostalgia Altar to see Chang’e.

Most importantly, based on what he knew about Chang’e, at this time, she should be going to bed.

At the thought of it, Qin Shou’s little heart pounded erratically, his anxiety burning like fire.

But after waiting a few minutes without the mist rising, Qin Shou asked impatiently, "Why hasn’t it started yet?"

The Ghost Messenger said wearyly, "Lord Rabbit, it’s still the third quarter of Rat Hour, not yet the precise start of Rat Hour. Until Rat Hour hits, we’re not in a new day, and you can’t use the Three Lives Stone."

Qin Shou was taken aback, looked down at the bunch of ghosts gazing up at him expectantly, waiting to take their turn, flushed with embarrassment, and waved his hand, "What are you looking at? Can’t I give up my spot for you?"

After saying that, Qin Shou jumped off the Nostalgia Altar.

"Bro, this rabbit seems really anxious. It’s still a quarter hour away; does he need to be that hasty?" Ghost Messenger A whispered.

"Which eye of yours saw him being anxious?" retorted a one-eyed Ghost Messenger with a huff.

Ghost Messenger A shoved the one-eyed Ghost Messenger’s head, letting his one good eye see the rabbit and then said, "Look for yourself. As long as your other eye isn’t blind, you should be able to understand."

The one-eyed Ghost Messenger looked over and saw a rabbit frantically running circles around Nostalgia Altar. After a bit of crazy running, the rabbit stopped and stood upright, convulsing as if having a fit, hopping on the spot... The whole scene was extremely animated.

That would have been fine, but then the rabbit suddenly looked up, pointed at a fat man on the Nostalgia Altar and started cursing loudly, "Dead fatty, seeing you dripping with grease, you’re no good bird. Dying with no one to tend your grave, serves you right!"

Hearing this, the fat man sighed with a look of dejection, turned to glance at the Nostalgia Stone one more time. There he saw a dog lying in the grass - probably the Nostalgia Stone couldn’t find anyone who missed the man and had to rely on signals from the dog, so he had something to watch. If no one misses you, you see nothing when standing on the Nostalgia Stone. There are many such ghosts, but most of them passed away unnoticed and unmissed, not like this fat man, who apparently got his comeuppance for his lack of kindness while rich.

"Down you go, it’s my turn," a tall and thin man blurted out at this point.

The fat man stepped down, missed by no one and hence without paper money offerings, he didn’t even have a single penny, walking empty-handed into Fengdu City. You could imagine, his days within Fengdu City must be tough.

The tall and thin man stepped onto the Nostalgia Altar, confidently saying, "That fool just now wasn’t smart, having money is not a crime, money buys everything! I left all my possessions to my son, my eldest son, my own flesh and blood! I don’t care about anyone else, even though I’m dead now. But knowing how well I treated my son, haha... he’s definitely missing me to death! Even in death, I intend to be a tycoon of the Netherworld!"

As the man pompously boasted with undue arrogance.

Qin Shou could not stand it any longer, grabbed a ghost messenger’s steel fork, leaned over the edge of the Nostalgia Altar, and with the steel fork in hand, as if playing pool, poked the man’s backside.

"Ah!"

The man cried out loud, whirled around, and seeing it was the rabbit that poked him, he suddenly lost his temper.

Anybody but a fool could see that this rabbit was utterly unbridled here, clearly with no ordinary background.

So he swallowed back the dirty words on the tip of his tongue, gave a dry laugh, unsure of what to say.

"What’s with the nonsense? Hurry up and see what your family’s up to, and then scram. This is the Nostalgia Stone, not a lectern," Qin Shou called out.

The man nodded repeatedly, then started striving hard to think of his son...

The next moment, mist rose, and he seemed very excited, knowing his son was about to appear.

Indeed, in front of a glorious tombstone, a large crowd knelt on the ground, bowing and worshipping, accompanied by a band of musicians.

What’s even more outrageous, in front of the tombstone there were about eighteen or nineteen women, exposing their thighs, semi-nude, dancing to the music!

Qin Shou stroked his chin, muttering, "Is this a disco on top of a grave? This old codger must have been up to no good while alive, to be dishonored like this in death."

But the man was not angry, instead he laughed and said, "Look, look! Look at this scene! Haha... I knew it, my son is mourning me to death!"

After finishing, the man looked towards the people kneeling on the ground, but after looking for a long time, he didn’t see his son.

At that moment, his backside was poked by the rabbit again, who then said, "Is that fat man sitting on your grave eating a chicken leg your son?"

Upon hearing this, the man turned around and saw indeed a fat man sitting atop the tombstone, one hand holding a roast chicken, the other hand a fine wine, with two beauties waiting on him, one wiping his mouth, the other pouring wine, living a life of envy to these poor ghosts of the Netherworld. However, as the man nodded and called out to his son, everyone laughed, feeling a sense of schadenfreude.