This broken temple is not big, built next to the mountain road, it is estimated that it is a mountain temple, or a land temple and the like, it has been old and in disrepair, although the temple door of the fallen ground has been straightened, but it is still leaking on all sides, and the cold erodes the bones.

Although Xu Jin was dressed very thickly, he was still a little numb from the cold at this time, and it was unbearable for normal people to stay up all night in this environment, let alone Xie Xiaowan, who also had a high fever.

Looking at Xiao Wan, who was trembling slightly in the quilt and her little face was blue, Xu Jin, who had always been calm, couldn't help but feel anxious, and at the same time regretted a little, blaming himself for being soft-hearted for a while, he should have left Xiao Wan and Yue'er in Xingwang's Mansion and would take them into Beijing in the spring of next year.

Xu Jin glanced at the four people who occupied the fire in the middle of the temple, walked over hard, arched his hand and said, "A few friends have been invited, can you borrow a fire?" ”

The four people around the campfire looked at each other coldly, three men and one woman, all of whom looked very young, and the leader was a young man in his early twenties, who was not handsome, but his eyebrows were like two sharp knives, and the bridge of his nose was short but with a barb. According to Xu Jin's experience in knowing people in his previous life, people with this kind of appearance are generally quite shrewd, and they are ruthless enough, and they are not easy to provoke.

However, the most striking thing is the woman among the four, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a very beautiful but cold appearance, skin as white and smooth as milk, deep eye sockets, a straight nose, and a bit of heroism in her softness, probably a mixed race of Hu and Han. The woman glanced at Xu Jin and then withdrew her gaze, as cold as a block of ice.

The young man at the head said lightly: "It's okay to borrow fire, but you can't borrow dry firewood, find a way to get it yourself." ”

Xu Jin glanced at the large pile of dry firewood next to the feet of the four people, and finally didn't say anything, arched his hand slightly and retreated. After all, everyone just meets in the water, and people are not obliged to help you, not to mention that the heavy snow outside can't stop for a short time, if there is no firewood to make a fire to keep warm, it will be difficult to survive at night, so it is normal for people to refuse to borrow.

The young man at the head couldn't help but be a little surprised, obviously he didn't expect Xu Jin to be so straightforward. The thin man among the four said hesitantly: "This sour man is interesting, if he dares to entangle, he will have to teach him to suffer a little." ”

The thin man spoke in dialects, Xu Jin couldn't understand it, and even if he did, he would pretend not to understand, he was not the kind of young man who would quarrel with others if he didn't agree with him, or even fight, not to mention that he shouldn't cause trouble at this time.

At this time, the mixed-race beauty, who was as cold as ice, suddenly threw out a sentence: "There is a forest on the hillside on the right hand side of the temple where you can get dry firewood." ”

Xu Jin was slightly stunned, it seemed that this person was cold-hearted, and arched his hand: "Miss Xie for your guidance." ”

The half-breed beauty didn't snort, and continued to sit cross-legged by the fire, as if what she had just said was not what she had said at all.

"Master, then Brother Dabao and I will go get some dry firewood and come back now." Erniu hummed.

Xu Jin nodded and admonished, "Be careful, don't go too far." Yue'er brought the wine bag! ”

Yue'er hurriedly took out a wine bag from her luggage, Er Niu and Dabao each poured two sips of wine, put on a cloak and left the broken temple with a knife.

"Xianggong!" Xie Xiaowan, who was in the bed, suddenly screamed like a dream.

Xu Jin hurriedly leaned in and said softly: "Xiaowan, Xianggong is here." ”

Xie Xiaowan opened her eyes slightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Xianggong, I want to drink water." ”

"Bear with me, Erniu and they will go to get firewood, and soon there will be hot water to drink." Xu Jin touched Xie Xiaowan's forehead and found that it was still hot, and the little girl's lips were chapped, the exhaled breath was hot, and there was obviously phlegm when breathing.

Xie Xiaowan let out a daze, and suddenly coughed violently, and Yue'er hurriedly took the phlegm Meng. Xu Jin gently patted Xie Xiaowan's back, distressed, and couldn't wait to replace him.

Xie Xiaowan coughed for a while before calming down, and soon fell asleep groggily. Xu Jin carefully covered Xie Xiaowan with a tight quilt, stood up and looked around, and finally walked towards the statue enshrined in the temple.

"Hey, this kid isn't going to pray for the father-in-law of the land to bless his mother-in-law, right?" The thin man whispered.

The young man at the head of the group looked at Xu Jin with interest with his eyes, but Xu Jin's next move surprised them.

I saw Xu Jin lift the earth god carved from wood and slam it on the ground. The statue was very old, covered with gray tips, and was already a little decayed, so it shattered into several pieces on the spot after a fall.

Xu Jin picked up the statue with a severed head and leg in the surprised eyes of everyone, moved it to a place near Xie Xiaowan and stacked it into a pile, and then took a copy of "Hundred Family Names" from his luggage and tore a few pages to start the fire.

The four people around the bonfire couldn't help but look at each other, this kid in front of him is a reader regardless of his conversation and temperament, even if he doesn't fear the gods, he doesn't care about books so much, he just uses them to start a fire casually, he can't be a fake reader, right?

Xu Jinke didn't care what others thought, at this time he had already ignited the wood, and brought a few mud bricks stacked into a simple small stove, and ordered: "Yue'er, go get some snow and come back to boil water." ”

"Oh...... Oh! Yue'er reacted at this time, and hurriedly took the iron pot and went outside to fill some snow and came back, but she didn't dare to put it on the fire.

The ancients believed in ghosts and gods and feared the gods, Xu Jin didn't have so many scruples, took the iron pot from Yue'er's hand and put it on top of the fire, and tore up the book of "Hundred Family Names" and stuffed it into the stove, the flames instantly burned brightly, dispelling the biting chill slightly.

Soon, the snow in the iron pot melted and boiled, Xu Jin put some in a utensil, dried it a little and fed Xie Xiaowan half a bowl to drink, the latter's originally a little blue little face finally recovered a little blood, and it didn't tremble so much. Xu Jin felt a little relieved, soaked the handkerchief with hot water again, carefully wiped Xie Xiaowan's face and hands, and waited for the handkerchief to cool before putting it on Xiaowan's forehead.

Yue'er watched from the side, both moved and envious, in a feudal society where men are superior to women, it is not that there are no men who can serve their wives in such a meticulous way, but they are also rare, especially when there are subordinates to do it for them. Because of this, several people around the campfire on the other side were a little sideways, including the cold, half-blood woman.

Yue'er saw that there was still some hot water in the pot, so she hesitated for a moment, but still took some dry food such as dough and wotou from the row and threw them into the pot to heat.

At this moment, there were two neighing horses outside the temple, and then the temple gate was knocked down, and a group of people rushed in with the wind and snow. Xu Jin thought that Erniu and Dabao were back, but when he saw this, he couldn't help frowning, and subconsciously stood up and took the burden of handcuffs into his arms and hugged it.

There were six people in this group of people who rushed in, all of them were shabby-dressed men, holding hammers, iron zhaos, axes, shovels and other guys in their hands, and they didn't know whether they were intentional or unintentional, their faces were black soot, and they couldn't see their original appearance clearly, and their eyes looked at everyone in the room. And Xu Jin clearly saw hunger and greed in the eyes of these people.