"Aren't you there?"

The young scholar couldn't help but stretch out his hand.

"You're here."

“Isn’t it?”

After hesitating for a while, the young scholar still did not dare to put his hand on the black thief.

He was a little afraid that he would be bitten.

This black thief eats so quickly and bites apples so well. His teeth should be very sharp...

He doesn't want to take the risk.

His hands are very important.

Those who want to write.

...

The young scholar's fingers closed slightly.

Then he slowly took back his hand.

...

"...You have eaten so many steamed buns from me..."

The young scholar tilted his head slightly, "There are fruits."

"Shouldn't you thank me?"

...

The black thief swallowed the last steamed bun.

There was no response to the words of the young scholar.

...

Seeing that the black thief touched his claws into the bowl again, the young scholar smiled.

"there is none left."

"You ate all the steamed buns."

"You have eaten so much..."

The young scholar carefully observed the black thief and did not find that the other party was filled at all, and he became more and more surprised.

"You're not full yet?"

...

The young scholar blinked.

He reached out and rubbed his eyes again.

Did he see it?

He just...

"Did you roll your eyes at me?"

The young scholar asked his doubts.

Did you read it wrong?

But it seems like before... we met twice before...

Did the black thief roll his eyes?

...

The young scholar can't remember it.

During this period, he needed to remember too much.

Some irrelevant details...

Naturally... it was forgotten.

...

So it doesn't prevent him from being surprised as if he had seen it for the first time.

certainly.

It is also possible that this is his first time seeing it.

...

A small animal that rolls its eyes...

Too human.

What a spiritual little guy.

The young scholar was very moved.

...

He suddenly felt that he was too much fighting for food with such a spiritual little guy two times before.

Some little guys I met.

He also has such a strange appearance.

maybe……

It's something special...

The young scholar's eyes lit up.

He thought of a word.

Good luck!

...

yes!

Spiritual animals are regarded as symbols of auspiciousness.

Black thief-

Ahem.

What a thief?

Pooh.

The young scholar spat twice in his heart.

Is there anyone who offends Xiangrui so much?

So what should he call it?

The young scholar was a little confused.

Little guy, little thing...

They all seem to be too intimate and a little impolite.

How could he call him Xiangrui little guy?

Or something small?

...

What did the young scholar think of.

“…Taotie…”

He murmured softly.

Then he noticed the black animal looking at him

After a brief moment of being stunned, he smiled slightly, "Do you know Taotie?"

"The description of Taotie I saw in the book is very similar to you."

"you……"

"Is it Taotie?"

The young scholar still couldn't help asking this ridiculous guess.

...

After staring at the black animal with breath for a while, the young scholar still received no response.

The previous reactions seemed to be just his illusion.

No.

Not his illusion.

However, the reason why the black animal responded to this may be different from what he thought.

...

"you……"

The young scholar paused and continued, "Do you like the word Taotie?"

"Taotie is a very famous monster in human legends."

"It's a very powerful existence."

...
To be continued...