The village was quite big. After walking for a while, Ming Shu still didn't meet the person that came in just now.
Little Beastie followed behind her and rolled along her side.
Trash picker, what are you finding? Food?
Ming Shu kicked it with her foot, "all you know is eating. I have no food!"
Little beastie fumed.
Trash picker, how long have you not fed me? Do you want to make me die of hunger so that you can be other people's trash picker! Why are you so evil!
Ming Shu smirked. "If I don't die, will you die? If you want to die, find a way to kill me first.'
Little Beastie was so angry it jumped around on the spot. Fire could shoot out of its eyes.
Trash picker, let me tell you. You will lose me one day! You will! You definitelt will!
Little Beastie fumed and rolled far away. However, it rolled back after a while and showed its short legs. It grabbed Ming Shu's dress and climbed onto her shoulder.
