(a)

At two o'clock, the bamboo forest is lost. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Left, Left, Right, Left, ......

Carrying a large wooden box on his back, Reisen ran along the path between the bamboo forests, muttering strange mantras in his mouth.

The night was dark, the road was narrow, and the bamboo was miscellaneous, but her red eyes could see everything, everything visible and invisible.

For the convenience of running away, the coarse cloth shirt and hat used to hide her identity were stuffed into the empty medicine box behind her. So now she's wearing nothing more than a light white shirt and a miniskirt that's so short that it barely covers her ass - it's the uniform of the organization she belonged to, yes, the uniform.

Her former boss was probably a person who liked to look down when talking to subordinates?

The placket of the shirt was wet with slightly hot sweat, and the small vest underneath was faintly visible. The white silk over-the-knee socks were torn by the obstructive bamboo branch bucket, revealing snow-white skin. The fluttering skirt and the little fluffy tail jumped up and down with her steps, and the small pants that should have been hidden in the skirt were almost unobstructed.

White, with a carrot on the back, on a large white peach that swayed up and down - it was the after-dinner fruit of Dr. Bayi, and had no other meaning. If you must want to be crooked, please take care of yourself.

Unfortunately, all she was with her was a bunch of dead heads. Zombies certainly don't know how to appreciate it, and when Reisen's two long, white, plump and elastic legs pass under their noses, all they see is juicy rabbit meat.

Instinct drove the dead to raise their stiff arms and open their festering legs and feet, chasing the shadow that was fading away. If only they could leave two rows of tooth marks on that smooth neck...... No, they can't do that, they can't even bite a rabbit hair, and they don't even have the right to eat ash after Reizen's ass.

Compared to Reizen's speed, these zombies can basically be counted as stationary. If you put it in the way of a football commentary, it is "Reisen passed them like a stake".

"Up, right, left, right!"

Lingxian's mouth still carries the general mantra of this handheld game cheats, and the movements of his feet are exactly the same as the mantra, jumping, moving right, moving left, and moving right.

She seemed to be dodging something, and even though the ground she had deliberately avoided didn't seem to be anything unusual, she wouldn't even take a single step up even if she was killed.

Behind her, a zombie stepped out of the bamboo forest and stepped on the ground she had jumped directly on. With a "click" when some kind of mechanism was touched, countless spikes burst out of the ground, directly stabbing the zombie into a meat skewer. After a few seconds, the needles slowly retracted, and the ground returned to its original state, leaving not a single round hole. There was nothing left on the ground that had been stabbed and smashed.

Most of the zombies that followed behind Ling Xian were dealt with in this way, and a small number of them stood in place in a daze after losing them. Soon, there was not a single zombie behind Reisen. Because of these traps, Reisen ran more easily.

Of course, this is all because she knows the layout of the trap, otherwise, she would not have been able to cross this bamboo forest alive. The Eternal Pavilion belongs to the princess, the pharmacy belongs to her master, and the owner of this lost bamboo forest is only Emperor Inhata. Reisen didn't look down on the little rabbit just because she had a harmless little round face. After spending so much time with her, Reisen learns a fact:

Inhata is a master of traps.

Older monsters, no matter how lazy and stupid they are, will inevitably have a skill, otherwise they will not live to this age at all. For more than 1,000 years, Emperor Inhata has never known anything about combat, but the pit digging technique has increased day by day, and has reached the peak level. If she didn't want anyone to enter the Eternal Pavilion, then no one would be able to get in.

Maybe only Yakumo Murasaki can?

"Here, I remember...... To the right, turn left after three steps!"

Reisen muttered to herself as she easily avoided all the traps in her path. Years of pharmacy work have exercised her memory, and along the way, she has not remembered any of the locations of hundreds of traps, large and small.

If she remembers one wrong, she's already a dead man, no, a dead rabbit.

Seeing that the gate of the Eternal Pavilion was right in front of him, Reizen's spirit couldn't help but be a little lax. The pair of erected rabbit ears swayed gently in the breeze, and her mood drifted farther and farther with the wind. The medicine is sold out.,Everything that should be done has been done.,The trap has been avoided.,Finally returned to the door.,Now Reizen should think about it.,Probably what to eat for supper after going back, right?

However, as it turned out, she was still overjoyed too soon.

"Wow-"

When he was only one step away from the door, Reisen suddenly stepped on the air, rolled into the pit with a bone, and ate his face of dirt. She wasn't negligent, because the pit was never on her list of traps.

To correct it, it should be "never on the list of traps provided to her by the emperor".

This pit is not deep, the size of a seated Reizen, and there are no lethal weapons in it, it is just an ordinary earth pit, which belongs to the type that does not kill people but responds to people.

It's someone's style.

"Pain, pain, pain...... What the hell is this!"

Reisen was lying at the bottom of the pit, her face grizzled, her ass hurting as if it was about to burst. A small note slowly floated down, grabbed it and looked at it, and there was a line written on it:

"Welcome home, stupid!"

Coincidentally, she just recognized the mellow handwriting.

"Emperor—"

The sound of rabbits resounded throughout the bamboo forest...... Do rabbits really bark?

(b)

At three o'clock, the Forever Pavilion Clinic.

Because Emperor Hata's ears were a little itchy, she reached out and pulled out the earwax.

Of course, she couldn't have done this in front of her master. She first picked out the earwax, blew it away in one breath, and then respectfully pushed the door in.

She had a rope wrapped around her left hand, which she relied on to pull the four-wheeled cart behind her. On the cart was a sack bigger than Emperor Inhata himself, bulging and stained with blood, and it was probably not clean.

"Excuse me!"

The emperor walked into the room, pushed the small cart into the corner, then closed the door, and stood respectfully in the middle of the room, and then did not move.

Her master, Bayi Yonglin, wearing a white lab coat and rimless glasses, sat at the desk facing the door, busy with some pen work.

"Report the situation, Emperor. Yonglin asked without raising his head.

"Ah, yes!" said the Emperor with his mouth wide open.

"I cleared yesterday's trap before it got dark, and then I added ten more thorn traps, five repeaters, and a rolling stone trap. In this way, the total number of traps in the bamboo forest has exceeded a hundred, and I think that at least tonight the Forever Pavilion is absolutely safe. ”

"Well, that's good. Yonglin nodded, "The princess is resting, and she can't let those miscellaneous fish disturb her." ”

"Yes. ”

"And then, did you complete the task I gave you?"

"Well, it's done," the emperor tilted his head, glanced at the cart in the corner, and said, "It's in the sack." ”

"How many?"

"There were three corpses in total, the three most complete and freshest I had taken out of the trap. Something else that's not so good has been disposed of by me. In addition, I caught a few live ones as you instructed them and put them in cages in the backyard. ”

Yonglin listened to her words, stopped what she was doing, raised her head, and said with a smile:

"You've done a great job, Emperor. Thanks to you, my experiment was able to move on to the next stage. ”

"No, it's just a piece of cake. The emperor replied without changing his face, "By the way, master, Lingxian should have returned." ”

"Yes, then call her over to me. ”

"Okay, I'll go. ”

The emperor bowed his head and bowed, then withdrew from the room.