"Ahh

Hong Shi was stunned, is the original owner so powerful?

Does it mean that my body is so powerful now, single-handedly fighting a tiger!

After Hong Shi heard Qing'er say this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help cracking.

Covering his mouth with his hands, he looked a little complacent.

Hehe!

"I'm so ...... This ......"

Crazy, just crazy, single-handedly picking up a tiger, I'm afraid it's not a head kicked by a donkey.

also singled out the tiger, do you think I'm Wu Song!

If you let me drink three catties of wine again, wouldn't I be invincible directly after beating the martial arts Taoist priests of all over the country!

Suddenly, Hong Shi was speechless.

You think I'm a three-year-old, and you really believe me.

Let's not talk about how big this tiger is, you can see how thick the muscles of this tiger's limbs are, and there is only a knife wound on the neck on his whole body.

In addition, there were no wounds, and judging from the injuries, the tiger was killed first and then Hassan slashed in the neck.

What does this mean?

It means that I beat the tiger to death little by little with my bare hands, or with a stick or something, and then I feel angry and go up and make up for it?

Do you make me believe?

I believe in ghosts!

This kind of thing can slap my head crooked, you want me to learn how to kill tigers with hyenas!

Then do you say I use my hands or my head?

Now I seriously suspect that Qing'er is deliberately playing with me and making fun of me.

Hong Shi's face turned cold all of a sudden, and his previous excitement slowly weakened.

Because Hong Shi hates that someone deceives himself, even if he cries after knowing the truth, Hong Shi still doesn't want anyone to deceive me because of this.

And the reason why Hong Shi's face suddenly turned cold was because he remembered some bad memories in that world.

Seeing the young master's suddenly changed painting style, Qing'er looked at a loss, what's wrong with the young master today, won't he be really stupid.

At this time, Hong Shi suddenly turned to look at Qing'er, patted her shoulders with both hands, and said seriously: "Qing'er, I ......"

Hong Shi looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, it's time to change the topic, after all, this is the day related to his future life, if he doesn't deal with it well, if the first step is wrong, there may be a situation where it will be difficult to move an inch in the future, and now I, a traveler, don't know what special abilities I have in addition to knowing history.

"Qing'er, maybe I'm really because the tiger's head is too badly injured, and I can't remember a lot of things, except for some familiar feelings on my body, I've forgotten too many things, can you teach me like before?"

"Young Master..."Qing'er looked at Hong Shidao with a worried expression

"Young master, you really won't be kicked in the head by a donkey, yesterday when the guard said to bring you back, I saw a donkey just leaving you, and there was blood on its hooves, Qing'er was so afraid that you would forget me."

'Kicked in the head by a donkey?' Are you scolding me, or am I too hypocritical to think too much, but it's so funny that donkeys can kill people, girls are really easy to deceive, and you have to let Qing'er guard against that guard in the future, he probably has other intentions.

"Cough" Hong Shi coughed dryly, and said with a little embarrassment:

"Qing'er, if it were you, you should know me soon."

In fact, Hong Shi didn't know what to say at this point, he usually had too little contact with strange girls, and he didn't know each other's thoughts too well at all.

So to say this ambiguous statement, so that she is in a confused but self-conscious cognitive state, as for how she understands, Hong Shi prays that as long as she doesn't pit me.

"Well, young master, I understand, I will definitely study hard," Qing'er nodded and said sincerely.

Seeing Qing'er so serious and confident, Hong Shi didn't know what to say, because even I didn't know how to express it, you made me believe it, I was really scared.

As for what the future holds, we can only take it one step at a time.

Just as Hong Shi was about to continue to ask for some information, Qing'er suddenly said in shock:

"By the way, young master, I forgot to tell you, today is Grandpa Cao's sixtieth birthday, and there are a lot of Wenchen generals who came to our Cao Mansion today, originally you were going to Grandpa Cao's birthday banquet today, after all, this tiger is your birthday gift to Grandpa Cao, but we all thought that something happened to you, young master, so now almost everyone in the entire mansion except for the two of us went to the backyard"

"Grandpa Cao?" Hong Shi questioned, there was no such name in his head at all.

Qing'er continued to explain: "Grandpa Cao, young master, your grandfather! When he was young, Grandpa Cao, who was originally a Wenchen, saw that the national disaster was at the head, Wenchen did not act, and the military generals were incapable, so he transferred to the military generals without hesitation, and therefore later calmed down the internal and external troubles of our Yongan Dynasty, so Grandpa Cao's reputation in the Yongan Dynasty is quite large"

I thought that the young master would come up with something, after all, six years ago, Grandpa Cao's favorite among these juniors was the young master, but who knew that Hong Shi's next words directly thundered Qing'er.

"So my surname is Cao?"

Qing'er: "??? ”

Young master, I'm afraid that after killing the tiger, the donkey will frantically mend the knife on your head!

"Young master, you don't even know what your own name is, right" Qing'er looked at Hong Shi with some resentment, if you let the young master participate in the birthday banquet like this, it's useless at all!

It is impossible to say that there is no shame for those who did not know about this in the past.

Hong Shi scratched his face, looked at other places with a little embarrassment, and said nonsense: "Qing'er still understands me!" ”

"Hmph" Qing'er crossed her waist a little angrily, raised her voice, and said a little unhappily:

"Young Master Cao Ange, I see that you not only have a head injury, but also have amnesia."

"Maybe it's really what Qing'er said, my head is not very good" Hong Shi continued to pretend to be a fool, and he didn't have any flirting skills, he came to a dead end, and he couldn't play!

"Okay, no matter what, since the young master is not in any serious health now, you should hurry up and go to Grandpa Cao, after all, this is not only Grandpa Cao's sixtieth birthday, but also to tell them about retirement."

"But after all, Grandpa Cao used to like your grandson so much, maybe today I will introduce one in front of so many powerful people, if you are too hanging, how can you make Grandpa Cao notice you among so many people, okay, don't ask so much, take the tiger to the backyard, if it weren't for the young master, you have been in trouble with Mrs. and Master for several years, would it be like this?"

"Qing'er, you recognize that I have a bad head now, and you are scolding me! ’

Saying that, Qing'er pulled Hongshi towards the tiger's position, looking at this posture, Qing'er meant that he wanted Hongshi to carry it alone.

After all, there are only two people here, Hongshi and Qing'er, who are called people, and now they have to see Qing'er's face! I, who was a young master, don't look like a young master now! Hong Shi has a kind of helplessness of being bullied by dogs in Pingyang.

However, carry it??

Walk all the way?

I'm not kidding!

So that a thin beautiful man carried a tiger of one or two hundred pounds to the backyard?

Adonis? Hong Shi suddenly remembered the water mirror he had just shined.

Bah!

You actually let me, a young master, do coolies, you don't want to live anymore.

Shouldn't this be a call for some people to ride along?

Hong Shi complained frantically in his heart, but in the end, it was Hong Shi who carried the tiger.

Just when Hong Shi had enough strength and was ready to fall to the ground without being able to lift it directly, Hong Shi was surprised to find that he hugged the two legs of the tiger with both arms and lifted it upward, and the tiger of two or three hundred catties actually resisted directly on his shoulder.

And it's not too strenuous.

"It's that simple?"

This had to make Hong Shi sigh, the physique of the ancients seemed to be unexpectedly good, or was it because of this body.

Because before Hong Shi came out of the room, he knew that the muscles on this body were very developed, just like a person who had practiced martial arts since childhood, and the system was very good, as for the appearance, of course, except for the dense beard on his face, it still looked okay.

"Qing'er, why don't I shave my beard first, it's not good for me to go to my grandfather's birthday banquet with this image"

"Shaving?" Hearing Hong Shi say this, Qing'er suddenly stopped, put her hand on her chin and said in a pensive look:

"Young master, forget it now, after all, your beard is your anger with the master at the time, after persisting for so many years, don't be arbitrary because of temporary amnesia, let's figure it out after a while."

Hearing this, Hong Shi was confused again, it sounds like a lot of things have happened to the original owner Cao Ange!

In the end, Hong Shi followed Qing'er and carried the tiger to the backyard.