Chapter Seventy-Five: Names
"Yes, yes, I know, your fur is super beautiful and super useful! And then I'm hiding in your fur, safe, warm, sheltered from the wind and rain, super comfortable, as long as the other party doesn't find out, it's fine......"
The white tiger was stunned when he heard this, and then he was relieved, didn't he? The fur is soft and comfortable, and it is indeed the first choice for this small insect to hide and make a nest. Thinking of this, the white tiger suddenly looked dazed and asked:
"So, you were planning to hide it from me while I wasn't looking?"
"yes......"
The little insect nodded, and replied very simply, without hesitation, and the white tiger did not talk nonsense, and continued to ask along the way:
"And I found out?"
The little bug continued to nod, but its voice gradually became quieter, and finally it became a small complaint.
"yes, who knows why your eyes are so pointy......"
Hey! This insect changes its face so quickly, so it dares to complain blatantly, this is to see that his attitude is too good, and he knows that he will not die, so he is not afraid of himself, right? The white tiger showed a smiling expression, bared his teeth gloomily, and said:
"Heh, it seems that you are a habitual offender, so you have no choice, so you plan to persuade me to agree to take you?"
"yes, who knows how long it will take for the next one to come in......"
The little insect subconsciously gave an affirmative answer, and continued to complain, only to realize that the white tiger was angry, stopped his voice, and began to tremble.
This pretending to be actually very distracting, Bai Hu understands it in his heart, but he really doesn't want to hurt his life, there is no way to take him, so he has to meditate in his heart, raise his hands, and help if he can!
The anger was finally calmed down, and the white tiger finally took a deep breath and changed the subject:
"Don't be nervous, now let's talk about something normal."
"Oh, well, okay, okay!"
Knowing that the white tiger would get angry, the little insect regained his well-behaved appearance, and replied very simply, nodding like a rattle.
"What's your name?"
As soon as the white tiger's voice fell, the little insect was stunned and stumbled and replied:
"Huh? Name? There is no name, and our demon city will not have a name! ”
Bah! Don't give rise to names? I don't believe it, I and my white lotus have names! But this matter, Baihu is really unsure, and it is not easy to refute it head-on, after thinking about it, he changed his angle and continued to ask:
"Then you don't have a name, what do people call you?"
The little worm was still stunned, and replied as a matter of course:
"Huh? I don't need to be called, there's nothing to talk to me about! ”
This little insect doesn't know if he really thinks so, or if he pretends to do so, he dares to reply like this, presumably because he sees that the white tiger is easy to talk and bully.
Baihu thought about it, and felt that this guy seemed to have to get angry with him in order to talk well, and as soon as he got angry, he obediently, so he put on an angry look, raised his voice and continued to ask:
"And what shall I call you? You can't just scream as a bug, right? ”
"Yes! Yes, what's not to do? And what's your name? ”
The little insect still looks like a matter of course, and even dares to ask, is this time true? But this question is also easy to answer, and the white tiger said seriously:
"My name is White Tiger."
"I believe you're a ghost! You look a bit like a tiger, but you really think you're a tiger? Why aren't you called Flying Tiger? ”
"Because, my name is White Tiger......"