Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

Master, are you not afraid that I will run away? Qilin asked after hesitating.

Although he recognized Xia Beibei as his master, isn't she worried that he will run away with this kind of verbal agreement that does not require a contract?

This is too reassuring for him, right?

Where are you going? Xia Beibei blinked and asked him involuntarily.

Qilin: ... Sure enough, he was asking for nothing.

He really didn't know how to answer the master's question. How could he know where he was going? He didn't know this world at all.

By the way, Big Brother Qilin, do you have a name? Isn't it Qilin? Seeing that he was silent, Xia Beibei asked.

I don't know the name, isn't everyone called Qilin? Qilin seemed confused, so he was called Qilin, what's wrong?

Xia Beibei: ... Speechless.

I'm a human, don't everyone call me 'human'?

Qilin: ... This is of course impossible.

Master, please give me a name. He followed Xia Beibei's words and said.

Choose a name? Come on, she has never been good at things like naming things, You can just choose one yourself.

Just a name.

Me? A trace of surprise flashed in Qilin's eyes. Didn't the master ask him to give him a name?

Then I'm called a gangster, right? he said.

Strange? What kind of weird name is this? Xia Beibei frowned. The name was too strange, and it was so awkward to pronounce. She didn't like it.

Is that called evil disk? Qilin hesitated for a while and asked again.

Xia Beibei: ... What a mess of names, how did he come up with them.

It's too ugly, change it.

Xuan?

What the hell, Big Brother Qilin, how did you come up with these messy names? Xia Beibei was speechless, and originally wanted to choose a simple one because calling him Qilin was too awkward.

Unexpectedly, she really couldn't understand the thinking of this big brother Qilin.

Qilin: ... He is an ancient mythical beast. It is good enough that he can come up with such a name, but he still hates it.

Besides, it was his name, why did the master dislike it, he really wanted to roll his eyes at the master.

Okay, I'll get you one. In the end, Xia Beibei had no other choice, Let's call it Tofu, it's simple and easy to remember.

Tofu??? Qilin tried his best to keep his front paws from sticking out, and kicked the owner away.

What is this name, someone's name, is it called tofu?

Moreover, he is a divine beast, a divine beast, called tofu, isn't it more messy?

He also dislikes the bad name he chose, what about her? Is the name of the tofu good? Oh my god, my god, is there such an unscrupulous master in the world?

Why, do you dislike it? Seeing him venting his anger with his nose in an extremely speechless manner, Xia Beibei raised her eyebrows and asked him, The name of tofu is so down-to-earth, or should it be called Qingcai, radish?

Qilin: ... He's about to vomit blood, isn't he?

He knew that there was a disaster in the place where the master's house was today, and there were no vegetables to eat, but he couldn't let the master call him green vegetables or radishes just because he didn't have any vegetables to eat, right? After all, he is a beast, right?

Okay, if you don't like it, just call it Dami. This name is good enough, everyone likes Dami.