The black-robed monster's wings flapped heavily; he simply didn't have the strength to continue.

"Shut up, or I'll eat you up!"

The little dumpling said fiercely:

"Hmph! Black-robed brat, I'll eat you up in a minute!"

What? The boy in the black robe?

The black-robed monster was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. This little girl was incredibly audacious! She was calling him "Uncle in Black Robes" just now, and now she's calling him "Boy in Black Robes," huh?!

Good, good! He'll deal with this little girl properly when we get back to the lair.

The black-robed monster didn't speak again, nor did it play with her anymore.

The little dumpling pouted unhappily as the black-robed monster led it into a mountain forest.

The black-robed monster flew into its lair in the mountains, and as the candles on the walls lit up, the little dumpling found itself in a circular cave.

The cave was exquisitely decorated, spotless, and furnished with finely crafted furniture.

There are three entrances to the cave. The little dumpling pointed to the entrances and asked:

What is that?

The black-robed monster slowly removed his black robe and replied:

“Those are the other three small caves, which are my other houses.”

Ah, so there's more than one room here!

This was the first time the little dumpling had ever lived in a cave-like house. She hopped around excitedly, her little braids swaying back and forth.

The black-robed monster's black robe faded, gradually revealing its true form.

He was of medium height and thin build, wearing a loose-fitting brown garment.

The little boy noticed that there were a few tufts of white, curly hair on the back of his exposed hand.

The little dumpling looked up and saw a goat's head growing on a person's neck. The curly hair on its forehead was combed back, revealing facial features that were exactly the same as a human's.

Perhaps it was because the shape was so strange, but the little dumpling actually felt a bit cool in that strangeness.

"Hmm... are you a goat person?" The little dumpling put her finger to her lips and blinked curiously.

"No, I am the Gluttonous Beast."

The mythical beast, the Gluttonous Tapir, sat in a chair and poured himself a cup of tea with his curly-haired hands.

The mythical beast, the Gluttonous Tapir?

Why does that sound so familiar?

Did you see it in some play script?

The little dumpling bit her finger and thought for a while, but she still couldn't remember.

She ran up to the gluttonous beast with small, quick steps and asked:

What is the Gluttonous Beast?

The Gluttonous Beast put down the water cup, raised both hands as if pouncing on its prey, and opened its mouth wide, saying:

"The Gluttonous Beast is a beast that loves to eat human faces, especially children's faces."

The little dumpling said "Oh," and then complained:

"Then just call it the Face-Eating Monster, why bother with the Gluttonous Beast? It sounds so fancy!"

"Uh..." The Gluttonous Beast lowered its paws, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

"Don't you think the name 'Gluttonous Beast' sounds cooler and more powerful?"

The little dumpling shook its head, "That sounds a bit pretentious."

The Gluttonous Beast: This is impossible to talk to!

He turned away, no longer wanting to talk to the little dumpling.

Seeing this, the little dumpling picked up a candle and ran to the remaining three cave rooms.

The first room is a bathing room with a large bathtub.

The second room contained many locked boxes; it was unknown what was inside.

The third room was a bedroom, containing a round bed covered with a blanket.

The little dumpling leaped onto the round bed, burying her face in the soft, fluffy blanket, and hummed contentedly twice.

But before it could lie down for long, the little dumpling was grabbed by the Gluttonous Beast.

The mythical beast, the Gluttonous Tapir, threw her into a room filled with many boxes.

"That's my bed, you're not allowed to sleep in it."

"Huh? Where will I sleep then?"

"Sleep here," the Gluttonous Beast pointed to the floor.

The little dumpling doesn't want to sleep on the floor; she wants a soft, fragrant bed.

Taking advantage of the gluttonous beast's inattention, the little dumpling crouched down and slipped away from him, running towards the round bed.

The Gluttonous Beast quickly gave chase.

"Are you a mouse? How can you run away so fast!"

She fled, he chased, but he couldn't catch her even if he had wings!

The two of them ran around the house like eagles catching chicks.

The little dumpling was tiny but quick on her feet. Several times, the gluttonous beast was about to catch her, but she always managed to slip away in a flash.

The Gluttonous Beast was completely enraged and roared.

His voice already carried an aged quality that didn't match his age, and this loud shout startled the little dumpling.

The Gluttonous Beast seized the opportunity and picked up the little dumpling.

"I was planning to raise you a little longer before eating you, but now it seems you're too naughty, so I'm going to eat you right now!"

After saying that, the Gluttonous Beast opened its mouth, its fangs about to bite the little dumpling's neck.

The tongue touched something soft and covered in hair.

It turns out that the little dumpling had just taken the goat doll from the round bed and stuffed it into the mouth of the gluttonous beast.

The gluttonous beast spat out the doll and spat several times.

The little dumpling looked at him, clenched its hands, and burst into laughter.

"You! You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to suffer the consequences!" The Gluttonous Beast was enraged, and when it got angry, a lot of the curly hair on its face popped out.

"Ah! The face-eating monster is going berserk!"

The little dumpling yelled and turned to run away.

The Gluttonous Beast's eyes turned slightly red. It bent down and quickly crawled towards the little dumpling, using both its hands and feet.

Now he crawled on all fours, much faster than he had run, and caught up with the little dumpling in just a few steps.

The Gluttonous Beast looked at the back of the little dumpling's neck and bit down.

Just as the little dumpling felt a chill run down her spine, thinking she was about to die, the Gluttonous Beast suddenly let out a miserable scream.

The little dumpling curiously turned around and saw that the gluttonous beast had lost two of its front teeth and its mouth was full of blood.

The Gluttonous Beast took a few steps back, looking at the little dumpling with fear and caution, and asked:

"Who...who...who are you?"