Rabbit Must Die
Chapter 575 - 179: Pull some strings_1

Chapter 575: Chapter 179: Pull some strings_1

The little monk laughed and said, "Unless someone blocks the moon."

Qin Shou spit out and said, "Block? Who would mess around blocking the moon...uh...block?" Qin Shou suddenly realized what was happening and exclaimed, "A lunar eclipse?!"

The little monk shook his head and said, "That I’m not sure about."

Qin Shou became somewhat anxious and asked, "Then... could there be trouble for the people on the moon?"

The little monk smiled: "You’ve been in the Heavenly Court, haven’t you? What are you afraid of with the security there?"

Qin Shou thought it over and it seemed indeed to be the case. That massive manhunt back in the day was just an exception. And even then, the moon wasn’t affected.

Nowadays, the Heavenly Court is even less likely to target the moon and its inhabitants.

After all, even if they wanted to target those on the moon, could there be a worse place than being on the moon?

With that thought, Qin Shou felt much more at ease.

The little monk continued, "Taiyin Star couldn’t have any problems, rest assured."

Qin Shou said, "That’s good, that’s good..."

Having said that, Qin Shou started eating the bird leg in his hand again and while eating, he asked the little monk beside him, "You eating?"

The little monk shook his head.

Qin Shou said, "Right, little monk, what do I call you?"

The little monk smiled and said, "This humble monk is Ksitigarbha."

Qin Shou uh-ed, followed by a loud exclamation as he jumped up, pointed at the little monk, and asked, "What did you say your name was?"

The little monk smiled and said, "This humble monk, Ksitigarbha."

Qin Shou swallowed his saliva and then looked carefully at the little monk, eventually asking, "There’s a Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha here too, isn’t there?"

The little monk was speechless for a moment before saying, "There’s Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, but no ’Ksitigarbha the bastard’."

Qin Shou was stunned for a moment before realizing he’d made a mistake in his words, but he didn’t care; he only understood one thing – there was a Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha! So this Ksitigarbha probably wasn’t Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha... so...

Qin Shou patted his chest and said, "You gave me a scare... I thought you were that bald-headed Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha."

The little monk remained silent for a while then asked, "Are you afraid of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha?"

Qin Shou shook his head and said, "Afraid, but not really."

The little monk asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Qin Shou said, "Afraid, because eating meat here feels a little dodgy, and it wouldn’t look good to be caught. Not afraid, because why should I be afraid of him?"

The little monk said, "Do you know the status of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha in hell?"

Qin Shou dismissed the idea and said, "Know it, know it... The three big shots of hell: Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha, Emperor of the Perdition City, and Nether River Patriarch, right? How could I not know?"

The little monk asked, "Then why don’t you have any reverence for him?"

Qin Shou curled his lip and said, "What’s there to revere? Talking about status, the Nether River Patriarch is even my brother, so I am of his generation, making our status pretty similar. By official rank, even if Buddha Mountain is something great, it’s just a branch of Spirit Mountain, which itself is just a small temple under the Heavenly Court. Though I’m no high-ranking official, I am at least an Official God. Compared with a branch temple head from a small temple, we’re not too different, are we? So, all things considered, why should I be afraid of him?"

The little monk was taken aback, thought for a moment, then said, "In terms of power, you are not his match."

Qin Shou laughed heartily and said, "I have a Saint backing me up, what’s there to fear?"

The little monk was once again at a loss for words before finally asking, "Who are you referring to?"

Qin Shou naturally thought of Sun Wukong’s master, the Bodhi Patriarch. Some people might not know, but he was well aware that the Bodhi Patriarch was actually one of the Saints – Zhunti Daoist! That’s a true Saint! And Qin Shou didn’t believe the other party wouldn’t know...

So Qin Shou immediately said, "Who else would I be talking about, would you not know?"

The little monk nodded thoughtfully and said, "I do know a little."

Qin Shou waved his hand and said, "Okay, enough chit-chat, let’s eat meat. Oh, you don’t eat meat... how about drinking? Do you drink?"

After speaking, Qin Shou took out a liquor jug, which he had almost entirely sold off, leaving just a bit at the bottom. He shook it hard, managing to splash out a few drops.

Seeing how hard Qin Shou struggled to drink, the little monk shook his head and said, "I won’t compete with you for it, you drink at your leisure."

Qin Shou replied, "Good, then I won’t stand on ceremony."

After eating and drinking...

The little monk looked at the crafty-eyed rabbit and asked, "You... haven’t had your fill?"

Qin Shou patted his belly and said, "That little bit of a bird was just an appetizer... Right, you’re a monk, you must know the place well. Tell me, do you know where there are more small animals around here?"

The little monk looked wary as he asked, "Why do you want to know that?"

Qin Shou chuckled and pointed at the pot, "There’s some soup left over, we could share it with them, right?"

The little monk rolled his eyes, not buying the rabbit’s story, but since monks don’t lie, he couldn’t very well tell a fib, so he said, "Although I know, if I tell you, wouldn’t I be indirectly taking life?"

Qin Shou didn’t trouble the little monk further and said, "Alright, then this is none of your business. Go do whatever you need to..."

With that said, Qin Shou packed up the stove and everything else, casually picked a direction, and walked off.

Seeing this, the little monk asked uneasily, "Rabbit, where are you going?"

Qin Shou replied languidly, "While I still have something in my stomach, I’ll look for more food myself. I don’t believe it, you think I can’t find food if you don’t tell me? If I’m really starved, these houses could also make do for a bite."

Hearing this, the little monk got a bit anxious and said, "You can’t do that."

Qin Shou countered, "What else then?"

The little monk remained silent.

Qin Shou said, "You tell me where there’s food, and I’ll eat my fill and leave. If you don’t tell me, I’ll find it myself, and I’ll make sure to eat and drink to my heart’s content and take some to go. Not a hair will be left behind!"

Upon hearing this, the little monk was taken aback; then his eyes lit up and he smiled, "I do know of a place where there’s food!"

"Where?" Qin Shou immediately asked.

The little monk beckoned with a finger, "I’ll take you there."

Qin Shou was instantly overjoyed.

Soon, Qin Shou looked at the great hall before him in astonishment; the hall bore several large characters — Mansion of Fengdu!

Qin Shou turned to look at the little monk and asked, "Well, look at that, the Mansion of Fengdu, huh? This seems like it’s related to someone important, the Emperor of the Perdition City!"

The little monk nodded.

Qin Shou asked, "Are you familiar with his family?"

The little monk continued to nod.

Upon hearing this, Qin Shou was delighted and, without a second word, started marching toward the entrance. But he was abruptly stopped by the little monk...

Qin Shou looked puzzled and asked, "What’s this about?"

The little monk said, "Let’s forget the front door, better to use the back door."

Qin Shou looked completely lost: "What’s the meaning of this? Are you saying I’m not fit to go through the front door?"

The little monk shook his head and explained, "No, it’s just that if you go through the front door, you probably won’t get to eat anything. Through the back door, you can have a feast."