Jiang Long thought, and a hint of curiosity arose in his heart.
Finally, after going around, we came to these courtyards on the east side.
As soon as I got closer, I heard a bustling noise coming from the small courtyard, with different accents.
Seeing Jiang Long looking towards the gate of the small courtyard, Yuchai said quickly: "Young Master, the people in these small courtyards are very vulgar. Please don't go there."
"Yes, they are very fierce, be careful of hurting you." Baoping also said.
"Do you know who they are?"
Jiang Long asked.
Before the two girls could reply, they suddenly heard a ferocious roar coming from the small courtyard, and then saw a black shadow rushing out like a gust of wind and rushing toward Jiang Long.
Jiang Long wanted to avoid it, but his current body obviously couldn't keep up with the rhythm of his nerves.
He was immediately thrown to the ground by a dark shadow.
Unable to escape, Jiang Long held his head and neck tightly, trying to avoid fatal injuries.
However, he had just made protective movements when a tongue covered in saliva inserted into the gap between his crossed arms and licked his face violently.
"Young Master!"
The two women also reacted at this time and rushed forward to pull the black shadow away.
"Woooo..."
The black shadow was huge, and with the strength of the two women, they couldn't move it at all. They just kept opening their mouths wide and sticking out their tongues, licking Jiang Long's head.
He was not hurt, but felt a warm feeling on his face. Jiang Long breathed a sigh of relief, and after opening his eyes, he realized what had thrown him.
It’s actually a huge black Tibetan mastiff!
Immediately, the information about this Tibetan mastiff also appeared in my mind.
The original father gave it to the original person a year before he died in the war. The original person named the Tibetan Mastiff a striker. He hoped that when he grew up, the Tibetan Mastiff could go to the battlefield with his father and serve as a forward general for his father to defeat the enemy and kill them.
of falling flowers and flowing water.
When the Tibetan Mastiff was young, it was cute and fluffy, and the original person liked it quite a lot. However, as the Tibetan Mastiff grew taller and taller year by year, it became stronger and more ferocious. The original person was timid by nature, but was a little scared, until
One time, in order to protect the original person, the vanguard suddenly rushed out and knocked down a strong man who was trying to assassinate the original person and bit him to death. The original person never dared to get close to the Tibetan Mastiff again.
I'm afraid that one day the striker will turn against his master and bite him!
The brutal scene at that time still appeared in Jiang Long's mind.
The striker, who was more than half a man tall, had thick limbs and weighed more than a hundred kilograms, rushed out like lightning, threw the middle-aged man with sinister features to the ground, and bit the man's throat in one bite.
Blood flowed, the middle-aged man struggled desperately, and the forward roared fiercely with his teeth bared.
It's indeed a bit scary.
Ordinary people really can’t stand it when they see it...
But for Jiang Long, who has lives in his hands, this is a bit childish.
"forward……"
Jiang Long was delighted. He didn't expect that the original person actually had such a ferocious big dog. The Tibetan Mastiff was loyal, very intelligent, had a keen sense of smell, and was extremely aggressive. With this big dog by his side at all times in the future, the safety factor would definitely be improved.
Much higher.
But before Jiang Long could finish his words, he was licked fiercely by the striker again.
After the original body was frightened that time, Mrs. Jing drove Qianfeng out of the original body's courtyard. At first, Qianfeng often sneaked back to look for the original body, but several times in succession, the original body kept away from it and did not get along with it.
He played with it and even started to chase it away. Although the forward was just an animal, he was also injured.
From now on, he will no longer take the initiative to look for his original body.
Today I heard Jiang Long's voice through the wall, and I rushed out happily.
Thinking that the original person finally remembered it, he came to visit it.
He was too enthusiastic for a moment and without holding back his strength, he threw the weak Jiang Long to the ground.
Fortunately, Jiang Long was not his original self, otherwise Jing Jianglong, who was already timid and afraid of forwards, might have been frightened and fainted.
Qianfeng is six years old this year and has grown up. He lived in the yard of his original wife when he was a child. It can be said that he was fed by jade hairpins and treasure bottles. Therefore, the two girls are naturally not afraid of him, but they are worried that Qianfeng will damage their home.
If the young master falls down, Jiang Long will be injured.
Only then did he rush to pull the forward aside.
He yelled loudly, telling the striker to get away.
At this time, a group of people came out of the small courtyard. These people were dressed strangely, and their clothes were different from the clothes of the Qi Dynasty. They all recognized the original body, and when they saw the original body being jumped under the claws of the striker and fiercely licking their faces, they all laughed.
Got up.
Jiang Long was helpless. This body was really too weak and his strength was very small. He couldn't even hold the striker's big head with all his strength.
After a while, his face was covered with saliva.
In this way, he was thrown to the ground by the striker for a long time. When the striker's enthusiasm subsided, he got up with the help of the jade hairpin and the treasure vase.
"Young master, Qianfeng didn't do it on purpose." Because she knew that the original person no longer liked Qianfeng, Yuchai was worried that Jiang Long would punish Qianfeng, so she begged in a low voice.
Aquarius also helped Jianglong to dust off his clothes and said, "He is too excited to see you."
"I know."
Jiang Long took the handkerchief Yu Chai took out, and while wiping the saliva on his face, he smiled and stretched out his hand to stroke the striker's big head.
The forward looked up at Jiang Long. He was startled for a moment, and there was even a humanized and strange look in his eyes. Then he happily shook his big head and stuck out his tongue to lick Jiang Long's hand.
Seeing that Jiang Long was not angry and did not show any fear of the attacker, Yuchai and Baoping were both puzzled.
They knew that the scene where the striker killed the assassin left a deep shadow in the young master's heart.
The original person even had several nightmares because of this.
The nightmare of being bitten by a striker!
Speaking of which, these two women really like the striker. They raised the striker, and the killing of the assassin was equivalent to saving the original person's life. To the two women, no one is more important than the original person.
, so although the original one is scared, the two girls are very grateful to the forward.
The original body alienated the forwards, but they did not.
Whenever they have free time, they will bring delicious food to feed the striker, so the striker is still very close to them and will not fight back if they are beaten or scolded by them.
"We haven't seen each other for a long time. The striker has grown so big."
Jiang Long looked at the forward for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. Tibetan mastiffs are the largest among dogs, and forward is even more powerful and majestic than ordinary Tibetan mastiffs. In terms of size, the big head reaches Jiang Long's chest.
location.
No wonder it can kill an assassin with just one bite.
"Young Master, why do you have time to play here today?"
Suddenly, an old voice sounded. Jiang Long looked up and saw a skinny old man with a green snake wrapped around his arm slowly walking out of the small courtyard.
The green snake kept spitting out messages, so it was obviously not a dead thing.
"Grandpa Hardy." Jiang Long learned the old man's identity from his original memory and called him respectfully.
Hardy came from a small ethnic minority tribe on the southern barbaric frontier of the Daqi Dynasty. Back then, he and Marquis Jing had a close relationship, as if they were brothers. Later, Marquis Jing helped Hardy migrate all the people from that ethnic minority to the Daqi Dynasty.
In the territory of the country, Hardy was invited by Mr. Jing Laohou and lived with his family in the Jing Mansion.
Originally, Hardy's status in the Jing family was quite high, but at that time, Jing Xiaohou and Jing Laohou were at odds, so Jing Xiaohou and Hardy only had a superficial friendship.
Until the old Marquis Jing died of illness and the young Marquis Jing alienated Hardy, Hardy and his family lived a low-key life in this remote courtyard.
Five years ago, Mr. Jing Xiaohou died in battle, and Mrs. Jing, the only one who still remembered Hardy, devoted herself to the Buddha and stopped taking over the affairs of the family. The Hardy family became more like invisible people in the Jing family, except for the monthly visit to the house.
People who send me monthly payments are almost never mentioned.
"Um."
Although Hardy has been treated coldly in Jingfu these years, Jiang Long is the only grandson of his good friend, so he looked at Jiang Long carefully, seemed very concerned, nodded and said: "Your health is much better than before.
.”
"Thanks to the thousand-year-old Polygonum multiflorum given by Grandpa Hardy."
Jiang Long said politely quickly.
Hardy shook his head, because he was from a minority group, so what the Daqi Dynasty said was a bit unstandardized, "That Polygonum multiflorum was given to you a few years ago, and your illness didn't improve after you took it, so it's not my fault.
"
This man is so candid and honest!
Jiang Long was startled, feeling a little choked and not knowing how to answer the question.
"The striker is very loyal. The last time I killed the assassin, I saved your life." At this time, Hardy directly accused him without any courtesy: "You did not thank him, but alienated him. He is very sad."
While talking, Hardy also gently stroked the head of the green snake wrapped around his arm.
The green snake spit out the letter and moved its head from side to side.
"It's my fault." Jiang Long was a little embarrassed. He did indeed do something wrong and was a little timid.
"You should keep it with you from now on. With it here, it will be difficult for anyone to hurt you." Hardy said again.
Jiang Long had this plan in mind and quickly nodded and replied: "Yes, I will listen to Grandpa Hardy."
The striker on the side seemed to understand the conversation between the two, and suddenly jumped up, put his two front paws on Jiang Long's shoulders, and stretched out his tongue to lick Jiang Long's face hard.
"Ha ha."
When Hardy's family saw this scene, they laughed loudly again.
Jade Hairpin and Baoping couldn't help but cover their mouths and enjoy themselves.
Jiang Long looked helpless. This Tibetan Mastiff was really too enthusiastic.
"Although you are much healthier, you are still too weak to be a famous general like the old Marquis." Hardy suddenly said this, then shook his head and sighed, turned around and walked slowly back to the small house.
hospital.
"Where is Qin Yu?"
At this time, Yuchai suddenly turned his little head and looked around.