Buried fire

It took Baihu a whole day and night to let Feifei understand that he would not eat him.

The main reason is that Suzaku and Qinglong passed on spiritual power to themselves, and the injury healed quickly, and they were able to speak. After saying the phrase "I won't eat you, don't worry", Fei Fei leaned on the soft cushion suspiciously. , eyes widened, as soon as he sensed that the white tiger was about to lean towards him, he immediately backed away a lot.

"It will take some time to transform into a human form. The injury is too serious." Suzaku stroked the hair on the top of Baihu's head, "I haven't seen you like this for thousands of years."

"It didn't take so long." Baihu yawned, and Feifei trembled again at the sharp teeth in his mouth.

Suzaku curled his lips and fell silent.

Xuanwu and Qinglong left after imparting the merits to Baihu, Suzaku was bored to be alone, so after giving Baihu a few words, he ran back to his bedroom.

Baihu stretched himself on the bed, with his tail flicking back and forth, quite comfortable, just like what Suzaku said, he hasn't looked like this for a long time, and he hasn't stretched like this for a long time— ——The original form when he was full of spiritual power was too big, and one was not easy to stretch. Besides, in the heavens, their four-dimensional beasts were not allowed to show their original forms without incident. At this moment, they suddenly felt a sense of releasing their nature.

Philip nestled in the soft cushion and watched the white tiger stretching back and forth. His stomach was unbearably hungry. He hugged his tail to his body and pressed it on his stomach. Finally, he felt that he was not hungry anymore. There was another movement, the white tiger over there paused, and turned to look over.

"Ah." Bai Hu thought for a while, "Are you hungry?"

Thinking about it carefully, Feifei was arrested...it has been two days since Qinglong brought her here.As a divine beast, he didn't need to eat, and even sleeping was sleepy because of his injuries, so he failed to remember that this little monster needed to eat.

Baihu thought for a while, jumped from the bed to the cushion, put his paws into the pad, pressed the pad on Feifei's head, and tapped lightly: "Open your mouth."

Feifei trembled under his pressure, opened his mouth subconsciously, and before he understood what happened, the white tiger moved his flesh pad away.

The teeth are all in place, so I should be able to eat some meat... but they are not too sharp, so I shouldn't be able to chew bones like myself.

Let's make some pasta.

While thinking, the white tiger rolled up Feifei with its tail and walked towards the kitchen.

Philippe didn’t know his way when he first arrived, but the more he walked toward the kitchen, the smell of food became stronger. He took a deep breath of the cumin-smelling air, thinking, he’s finally going to eat me.

He also said he would not eat me.

As a bastard, he knows how to deceive little monsters.

Eat, eat, wait until I get into your stomach, I will make you vomit and have diarrhea for 30 days!

Just a short distance from the bedroom to the kitchen, Fei Fei has already thought of dozens of ways to die in his heart.

Baihu didn't know anything about this, so he put Feifei on the ground, and seeing that he was still in a daze, he pressed him again with the meat pad, "What are you thinking, look at me."

Feifei squeaked feebly: I don't look at what you do, you don't look at me, you still want to eat me, I don't want to look at you...

"I won't eat you," Baihu glanced at him, turned around and jumped onto the stove, took a few pots and a bag in his mouth, "this is flour."

Philippe looked at him suspiciously.

"Flour is put in," Baihu said, standing up on his hind legs, holding a pot with his front legs and pouring something into it, "Put some water in."

Feifei took a step forward and squatted in front of the basin filled with a lot of flour.

After the white tiger poured the water in, he took another look at Feifei. His legs fell to the ground, and he poured some water into a basin to clean his front paws. .

Only now did Feifei come back to his senses, and squeaked, "What are you going to do?"

"Food," Baihu said a little annoyed, the unkneaded flour flew everywhere, and a lot of it got on his hair and beard, "You learn a little bit, and when you leave later, if you If you can find these things, make a meal for yourself."

Philip blinked his eyes, and his stomach screamed again.

Bai Hu didn't speak anymore, and concentrated on kneading the dough. The meat pads could accurately leave a pair of footprints on the white and soft dough every time, and the footprints disappeared when he kneaded the dough.

Fei Fei looked aside for a while, and stretched out a paw to knead the dough, but before reaching it, he was slapped by the white tiger and sent back.

"You first..." Baihu glanced at Feifei who was frightened by his paw and rushed to the door, and sighed helplessly, "Wash your hands first...wash your paws."

Oh.

so troublesome.

Thinking about it, Feifei ran back, imitated the white tiger just now, cleaned the paws, carefully put them into the basin, and stepped on the soft lump.It was a little sticky, and it stuck to the hair and couldn't be removed. Fei Fei was stunned, and looked up at the white tiger next to him, not quite understanding how he stepped on the dough over and over again neatly.

Baihu sighed again, pushed his head to the side with the tip of his nose, and began to demonstrate.

It took an hour or two to make the steamed buns this time, and Fei Fei was so hungry that he had no energy left, so he curled up and watched Baihu put the steamed buns in the steamer.

The white gas roiled on the steamer was fragrant, and Fei Fei sniffed it, and his stomach became even more hungry.

After steaming, Baihu took down the steamer and put it in front of Feifei, "Eat it, I'll make it easier for you next time."

Feifei looked down at the steaming basket of steamed buns in front of him, pushed the outermost one with the tip of his nose, took a deep breath, and whispered: I won't be able to find these things in the future.

Bai Hu looked down at him, but didn't speak.

Feifei continued to yell: They don't like me, saying that I am a hybrid born of a wolf and Feifei, and the color of my hair is not beautiful, it is gray... I can only eat what they left.

On the day when he was picked up by Qinglong, Feifei was just thrown at the end of the team by his own clan. They not only rejected him, they even didn't like to let him follow when the group migrated to the south for the winter. Monsters, how can they keep up with the group of Filipinos?

Baihu thought for a while, then raised his front foot and pressed it on the top of Feifei's head.

Feifei didn't continue talking, and buried himself in eating all the steamed buns in the small steamer. If there were any leftovers, he put them there temporarily, and Feifei said he would eat them at night.

Bai Hu didn't intend to tell him that there is no difference between day and night in the heaven, so he nodded, rolled up Philip with his tail, and led him to the sleeping hall.

So Feifei lived in the White Tiger's bedroom.

There are Suzaku and Qinglong in the west to help guard, and Baihu only cares about healing his wounds, running back and forth with Feifei, watching the little thing being raised by him to become rounder and rounder, even the hair is smooth and smooth, and demon patterns gradually appear on the back. There are also two looming red marks on the seat.

Feifei can speak when he grows up—the roars of the monsters are different, but they have their own common language. The white tiger taught him every sentence, and he learned it very seriously. It didn't take long for him to have a conversation with the white tiger chatted.

pretty good.

Baihu had never experienced this feeling before.

When other beasts lead him, they always have a feeling of protecting their calves. Even Xuanwu is extremely protective of their calves, so he doesn't have much chance to take care of others. I tried it this time and it feels pretty good.

Watching a little thing grow up, it feels like something is filling the bottom of my heart.

I don't know how long it took, when Feifei was able to use some offensive spells fluently, the white tiger was taken away by Suzaku and the others.

His injury is almost healed, but it also means that the demon king has also repaired his injury, and he may lead his troops to fight again at any time. Baihu must recover his body before that, so as to ensure that the territory of the western heaven will not be violated.

Suzaku and Qinglong took Baihu to the island of God where they were first born, and it took him seven days and nights to transform him into a human form.

When Baihu walked out of the barrier, he was still a little uncomfortable. He was wearing a white long-sleeved robe with his sword on his waist. His eyebrows were high, making his eyes look deeper. He took a deep breath, and cupped his hands at Suzaku and the others. , "Thank you."

"Ah." Seeing him like this, Suzaku felt a little regretful, "I won't have any claws to pinch from now on."

"He, he still has Feifei in his palace," Xuanwu yawned, and hung himself on Qinglong's body, "Claws are also okay, pinch."

Bai Hu cupped his hands again, cleared his throat and said, "Farewell."

Qinglong clicked his tongue, folded his arms and watched the white tiger fly away, touched his chin that had just been shaved, and said in a low voice, "I have a feeling that my child is about to grow up."

Xuanwu leaned against him, and smiled.

Bai Hu rushed back almost immediately, he came out for seven days and seven nights, although he had prepared food in the bedroom and told Fei Fei where he was going, but he was always a little worried.

Hurrying back all the way, Baihu pushed open the door of his bedroom, waved his hand to disperse the barrier, strode in, first went to the kitchen to search but couldn't find it, then went to the bedroom, and finally found the door leaning on the soft bed. Philippe was soundly asleep on the mattress.

"...Ah," Philip seemed to sense someone coming in, but he didn't open his eyes, and didn't move when he smelled the familiar smell, "You're back."

"Yeah." Baihu picked him up from the cushion, carried him into his arms and pinched his paws, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Eat, eat, you will be sleepy when you are full," Fei Fei realized that something was wrong after answering this sentence. He squinted one eye and stared at the white tiger for a while, then closed his eyes again, and after a while, put the two together again. He opened both eyes, and asked blankly, "...big tiger?"

"What?" Bai Hu was taken aback by his shout.

"Are you a big tiger?" Philip stomped hard on his arms, "Have you really become a human?"

"Well... why do you call me a big tiger?" Bai Hu said, "They all call me Bai Hu."

"There are also people who call you a god king," Philip stared at him intently, "and people who call you a tiger."

"Call me by my name." Baihu pinched his face, feeling very good, probably because it was the first time in a long time that he held Feifei in his arms like this.I used to think that Fei Fei ate too much and gained weight too quickly, but now that I hold him in my arms, I feel that he is not fat at all, not heavy at all, "My name is Lou Hai."

"Huh?" Philip turned over in his arms, exposing his belly, and scratched with his paws, "You have a name? That's amazing."

"Suzaku helped me." Lou Hai looked at him and scratched his belly twice, "Didn't you?"

"I don't have one." Philippe was scratched quite comfortably, and his eyes narrowed again, "They all call me little gray hair, little bastard... help me get one."

"I'm getting up...I'm not good at getting up," Lou Hai said, "I'll ask Suzaku to help you get up..."

"Help me get up," Fei Fei stepped on him, "Get up, get up, get up quickly, get up, hurry up, hurry up..."

"Ah." Lou Hai was a little annoyed by his reading, and stretched out his hand to pinch Fei Fei's mouth.

name it.

What should I name it?His name is Lou Hai, sea, ebb and flow...

"Chao... Zhuang Chao?" Lou Hai said a little uncertainly, "Zhuang Chao?"

"Okay!" Zhuang Chao happily rolled over and jumped onto Lou Hai's shoulder, standing on the shoulder and flicking his tail excitedly, "I will be called Zhuang Chao from today on!"