In this era, even outside the capital Luoyang, there were barren mountains and rivers everywhere. If you couldn't see the fields and villages, you wouldn't have a place to stay, and the rain would not diminish. Fortunately, after walking a while, Han Jian saw a house standing from afar.

Han Jian jumped off his horse and led the horse outside the house, and found that it was an abandoned land temple. People from all over the Central Plains had the custom of worshiping land gods and land gods, and there were land temples where there were basically people.

Han Jian didn't care about anything else and led his horse in. There was no yard in the Land Temple, and the door panel was closed. Han Jian pushed open the door and a strong smell of mold came to his nose. The inside was not spacious, and there were a few mice running around in empty space. Yang Ronger followed carefully and came in together.

The Land Temple has been in disrepair for a long time, and many tiles on its head have been damaged. You can see the sky. It rains heavily outside the house and it rains lightly inside the house. Han Jian rarely found a place that doesn’t leak and sat down, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"How do you settle in this place?" Yang Ronger looked at Han Jian who was taking off his boots with a look of embarrassment, "What are you doing?"

"The boots are full of water. If they don't pour out, their feet will be soaked." Han Jian held the boots and glanced at Yang Ronger, "What are you waiting for? Why don't you sit down quickly? Do you want me to go out and repair the roof for you and then sit down?"

When Yang Ronger heard this, she glared at Han Jian with a contemptuous tone. She didn't want to sit on the ground, so she took off the cloak and spread it on a wet pile of wet grass. She sat down, but was very restrained.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a serious person and I won't take advantage of you." Han Jian said while taking off his clothes, which made Yang Ronger frown.

"Why should I take off my clothes?"

"Look at what you asked, aren't you uncomfortable wearing wet clothes on your body? Take it off and twist the water, it's dry quickly!"

Yang Ronger asked, "Aren't you afraid of the assassins coming again?"

"Assassin? Haha, I've run away long ago. Besides, even if I come, wearing wet clothes is a burden. How light is it?" Han Jian showed Yang Xun'er a look. Yang Xuner immediately turned his head and refused to look at him.

The two were silent for a while, and Yang Ronger sneezes with a "Ah!" and Han Jian said, "Look, they are all sick."

Yang Ronger glared at Han Jian again, feeling very annoyed. She didn't expect that she would be alone with this person in the wilderness in such a situation. Yang Ronger asked, "Is there any fire-free memorization?"

"Want to cook the fire?" Han Jian curled his lips, "There is no chance. Even if the fire broker can be used, if there is no dry firewood, where can the fire come from?"

When Yang Ronger heard what he said about "Dry Chai Liehuo", she really wanted to beat him up. When she first met Han Jian, she thought that this person was a gentleman with courage and strategy, but since she learned about Han Jian's true identity last night, she has been disliked no matter how she saw him.

Yang Ronger felt unlucky in her heart, and hoped that God would end the rain quickly so that she could go out and find the way back to Luoyang City.

Han Jian sat there, and his body felt cold. He looked at Yang Xing'er again. At this time, Yang Xing'er was wearing wet clothes, and his arms wrapped around his back seemed even colder. Han Jian stood up and said, "Oh, this ghost weather, I'd better find a way to make a fire to keep warm."

"You said too, where can I find... Chaicao?"

Yang Ronger looked at Han Jian and seemed to hope to catch a fire.

"No outside, but not around?" Han Jian smiled. "You don't have the experience of sleeping in the wilderness at first sight. Although no one comes to such places on weekdays, those who occasionally travel or hunt will come to stay overnight. Looking around, there should be firewood."

Yang Ronger didn't understand what Han Jian said, but she seemed to think this made sense again. But she was too cold and didn't want to get up after sitting down, so she watched Han Jian pulling firewood around the land temple.

It was originally such a dilapidated temple, and it was obvious at a glance and nothing was available, but when Han Jian was regular, he formed a small pile of firewood.

"Come here to help, the grass is a little wet, it's not good." Han Jian said while holding the fire note, "Forget it, I can't count on you."

Yang Ronger snorted angrily and looked outside the door. After a while, Han Jian had already set off the fire, and the flame was quite strong.

"How did you do it?" Yang Ronger looked at the rising flame and felt a little incredible.

Han Jian smiled and said, "Everyone said you have no experience. Since there are hunters who come to stay, they will definitely bring tung oil. I found a small wooden jar in the corner. Come on, don't be polite, let's hold a group and marry you together."

Yang Ronger frowned slightly when she heard something about "hugging her group to keep warm", which she had never heard of. But she would not be polite. Now her frozen lips were purple, and the fire was attractive enough to her to put down her airs.

But she stood up, took two steps, stopped again, and pointed at Han Jian's feet with a look of horror.

"What's wrong?" Han Jian lowered his head and smiled, and reached out to catch a snake that was not open. "There are mice here. What's the surprise of how many snakes are there? They are worried about hunger or not. Come and sit down."

Yang Ronger moved the cloak over and sat down in front of the fire with lingering fear, but Han Jian was cutting the snake's body with his sword and peeling the snake's skin, looking leisurely.

"You seem to be very experienced." Yang Ronger didn't feel that cold, and added a piece of firewood to the firewood and said casually.

"Let it dry first, otherwise it will smoke and choke. The wet firewood will dry out after a while." Han Jian said first, adding, "My two old friends and I used to do this often, and practice makes perfect... If we don't talk about this, why did you come to chase the assassin? We haven't seen you before."

Han Jian peeled the snake skin, looked for a wooden stick, skewed the snake body, and put it on the fire to roast it.

"You are protecting the Eastern Prince's Mansion, and our Southern Prince's Mansion must also protect you. We are on your side, so how can you see it? When I see you chasing the female assassin, I will catch up with you, but you are not as quick as you can."

"Oh." Han Jian suddenly sighed, "I don't know who these assassins are. They are coming in a fierce manner and there is no news in advance. It seems that many people are in trouble for the assassins this time."

"Yeah." Yang Ronger nodded. She knew that this assassin incident highlighted the lack of adaptability of the palace guards and guards, and many people would be dismissed from office for this.

"Do you want to take off your clothes and set them on fire and roast them?" Han Jian asked.

"No need." Yang Rong'er said, and tightened her clothes.

"You are just too reserved. Look at such a remote place, so safe. I am a gentleman again..."

When Yang Ronger heard Han Jian say this, she couldn't help but glance at him, but she recovered from the resentment and said, "You raised your sword and slashed the arrow before, you were very brave. If you hadn't rescued you in time, the consequences would be unimaginable."

"Of course, I have practiced this since I was a child. This is called a minute on stage... In the blink of an eye on stage, ten years of hard work off stage. Practicing exercises takes a thousand days for a moment."

When Yang Ronger heard Han Jian always quoted some things she had never heard of, and said seriously, "How can you practice swords carefully on weekdays?"

"Although I have many concubines and many controls, it does not mean that I cannot practice swordsmanship. A real man has lofty ambitions, so how can he put it in a bag of books..."

The two of them had no deep hatred. Han Jian was also quick-witted and did not speak concisely. He didn't like to speak concisely, so he became a little more casual in his words. This made Yang Ronger feel relaxed.

Later, the two chatted a lot like old friends, although Han Jian was talking most of the time.

"It's baked. Try it." Han Jian took the roasted snake off the fire, cut it into two pieces with a sword, and handed it half to Yang Xinger, "I'm afraid there won't be anything to eat before dark."

Yang Xing'er saw the roasted snake meat curled up together and was wrinkled. It was hard for her to imagine that this thing could be put into her mouth. But due to her affection, she took it over but didn't touch her mouth. Han Jian bit it with her teeth, which looked very laborious, but she ate it very delicious.

"If you dislike me, you don't have to eat it, no one will force you." Han Jian said.

After Han Jian said this, Yang Ronger gritted her teeth, opened her thin lips and exposed her teeth and bit her lightly, but she couldn't bite it. Only then did she realize how hard the roasted snake meat was.

"It is difficult to bite the snake tendons, use some strength." Han Jian reminded.

Yang Ronger bit off hard, then she took off a piece of it. After chewing it, she felt a bit strange. After taking a few more bites, she felt that the taste was OK.

"You can't eat such a mountain delicacy in the future." Han Jian clapped his hands, looked out at the window, and said, "It's getting lighter, so it's time to find a way back later. There will be wild animals here at night, which is not very safe."

Han Jian went back to sit down, and Yang Xing'er also finished eating the snake meat. The two sat opposite each other again, and Yang Xing'er stopped talking, which made Han Jian feel a little bored.

"Are you wearing a stringless ticle?" Han Jian asked suddenly.

Yang Ronger shook her head and glared at Han Jian, as if she was blaming him for borrowing a piano at the court banquet yesterday.

"What a pity, I didn't bring it either. I originally wanted to teach you how to play." Han Jian said, and suddenly said seriously, "I heard that you are also an Aegean. I have a question. I wonder if you can answer it."

"What's the problem?" Yang Rong'er was still attracted when she heard that it was the "qin".

"I heard that He Wenzi from the previous dynasty was a master of piano skills, and his level of playing piano was beyond the present."

"What are you going to ask?" Yang Ronger frowned slightly. Han Jian said all the facts recognized by the music industry.

Han Jian stretched out his index finger with his right hand and asked, "Then why doesn't He Wenzi play the piano with this finger?"

Han Jian had a faint smile on his face. After asking a question, Yang Ronger nodded and thought, saying lightly: "Who is so skillful in the piano, and never plays the piano with his right index finger? There is no rumor about this, where do you know about it?"

"Miss Yang, it seems I asked you."

Yang Ronger thought about it again, shook her head and said, "I don't know. Why?"

Han Jian showed a decisive smile on his face and said, "Because this finger is mine, He Wenzi has been born for two hundred years, how could he use my finger to play the piano?"

Although Yang Ronger had thought of various answers, she did not expect that the answer was so "shameless", but she still laughed out loud, and she immediately covered her mouth with her hands, and then quickly returned to a calm state.

"Just just smile. If you have a stern face all day, the beauty will look ugly." Han Jian stood up again, went to the window and came back to put on his clothes, "The rain has stopped, hurry up."

Yang Ronger suddenly felt powerless in front of this man, as if she was being fooled, but surprisingly, she was not angry, but instead felt a little regretful when she got together.

When the two of them came out of the Land Temple with their horses, the rain outside did not stop completely, but it was not inconvenient. They were about to get on the road, but they saw a mountain road not far below the mountain bag, but they did not notice it when they came. At this time, there were two carriages moving on the mountain road.

"The ruts are very deep, and there is something heavy on the carriage." Han Jian looked at him and said.

“What is it?”

"It's not a stone, nor a human, it's probably gold, silver and jewelry." Han Jianzheng said, and a carriage behind stopped, and the window of the carriage in front looked out, as if looking at the situation of the carriage behind.
Chapter completed!