After Lu Pressure decided to participate in the Tangshan Sword Club, he had a simple plan, that is, if he wanted to participate in the Tanshan Sword Club, he had to join a sword sect first, so that he could have a chance.

And Tangshan, where the Tangshan Sword Festival is held, is the site of the Horse Temple, so the first choice is of course the most suitable Horse Temple.

After formulating a plan, Lu Jian slowly moved forward in the direction of Tangshan.

Tangshan, in the northernmost part of the Southern Tang Dynasty, is also the highest mountain in the Southern Tang Dynasty, so it is called Tangshan.

Lu Jian looked at the map and estimated the time, which was more than enough, so he was not in a hurry, and thought about some problems that he would probably encounter while walking.

It's almost winter, and the farther north you go, the colder it gets.

On this day, in the evening, Lu Jian was walking on an unknown mountain road, the sky was gloomy and gloomy, and the north wind was gradually blowing, getting stronger and stronger. Suddenly, it snowed heavily.

The snowflakes are as big as leaves, accompanied by the howling north wind, and in just a few incense sticks, the earth will be paved white.

Although Lu Pressure is not afraid of the cold, the wind swept the heavy snow, making the vision between heaven and earth extremely poor, and the snow was white in the distance, and there was almost nothing to see.

Lu Jian frowned and looked into the distance hard, trying to find a place to avoid the snow.

There seems to be a small temple in the distance.

Lu Jian hurriedly quickened his pace and walked towards the small temple.

Staring at the wind and snow, Lu Jian came to the small temple.

Seeing that it is a dilapidated mountain temple, it may have been cut off from the incense, and no one is here to take care of it.

The gate was already broken and about to fall, and there was a clanging sound in the wind.

Winds, blizzards, mountain temples!

Lu Jian pushed the door in, and saw that behind the offering table, there was a clay sculpture of a mountain god, whose golden armor had been mottled with gold paint, revealing the true color of the earth.

Cobwebs hung everywhere, and I thought it had been a long time since anyone had been here.

There were many weeds on the ground that were blown everywhere by the wind, and Lu pressed them together and sat on the ground by the crutches.

Suddenly feeling a little hungry, Lu Jian got up and found some firewood and grass and piled up two tattered futons.

Lu Press's spiritual power condensed into his palm, and a flame was released from the outside, igniting the two futons.

With the flame of the Dan Division, Lu Jian smiled secretly in his heart.

The flames rose, and there was a warm feeling in the small temple, and the red flames also gave the place more vibrant colors.

Lu Zhu took out two sweet potatoes and put them on the fire with a branch.

Gradually, the sweet potatoes are roasted and the skin is mush, giving off a burst of aroma.

Lu said in a low voice: "You know why I like sweet potatoes!"

The voice is very low, and I don't know who to say it to.

Just when Lu Jian picked up a sweet potato and was about to nibble on it, he suddenly heard a creak from the tattered temple door, and someone pushed the door in.

A gust of wind and snow also blew in, and all of a sudden, snowflakes flew in the small temple.

Entered: two men, dressed in black trousers and wearing wide-brimmed hats, with a curtain hanging down to cover their faces.

One of the tallest men turned and closed the door.

The shorter man saw Lu Jian at a glance and was stunned.

Lu Jian saw that these two people were dressed like those who had been walking for a long time, and they knew some rules, so they didn't say hello.

The dwarf man slapped the snow off his body with both hands, and his palms stretched out, and his skin seemed to be whiter than the snow.

Lu Jian didn't see this, but continued to nibble on the sweet potato in his mouth.

The short man saw the sweet potatoes on the fire, and smelled the aroma, and swallowed and foamed.

The man moved and walked in front of Lu Zhuan.

Lu Jian strangely seemed to smell a faint fragrance, which seemed to overshadow the aroma of roasted sweet potatoes.

After hesitating for a moment, the man spoke at this time: "This Daoist brother, I don't know if you can give me a piece of sweet potato?"

The voice is soft, and it turns out to be a girl.

Lu Jian was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took off the sweet potato from the grill and handed it to the girl.

The girl stretched out her snow-white wrist and took it gently.

At this time, the tall man behind him said softly: "Miss, slow down, be careful, I'll taste it." ”

Listening to the voice, it turned out to be a girl.

Moreover, Lu Jian felt that it was a little familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

The girl called Miss waved her hand lightly and said, "It's okay!"

As he spoke, he took off his broad hood.

A beautiful face with bright eyes and teeth appeared in front of Lu Press.

It turned out to be the eldest lady of the Ma family who met that day.

The tall man also took off his hat, and it was the red-clothed servant of that day.

Lu Quanxin's heart is no wonder it sounds familiar.

Miss Ma didn't think she recognized Lu Quan, after all, this black and fat boy was so inconspicuous.

Lu Jian smiled and said in his heart, what a coincidence.

The eldest lady of the Ma family poured the hot sweet potatoes back and forth a few times with both hands, and smiled at Lu Jian to thank him.

Lu Jian waved his hand, took out a sweet potato from his arms, and put it on the fire.

The maid took out a ten-pound side, spread it on the ground, and said, "Miss, you will just take it!"

The eldest lady of the Ma family smiled slightly and said, "It's okay!"

He sat down on a silk scarf.

With her fair hands, the girl gently peeled off the blackened sweet potato skin, revealing the golden flesh inside.

She took a light bite, and immediately, her big eyes narrowed into a line.

Red lips, shell teeth, golden husks.

Lu Jian was a little dazed, feeling that he had eaten sweet potatoes all his life, and he had never looked so good.

The eldest lady of the Ma family swallowed a mouthful of sweet potatoes and said with a smile: "It's so sweet!"

The maid also sat cross-legged on the ground, staring cautiously at Lu Press.

Lu Jian knew that this person had killed people on the street, and his spell was extremely high, and he was not an ordinary woman, so he didn't look at her much, just nibbled on his sweet potato.

The eldest lady of the Ma family thought that she was hungry, and the big sweet potatoes were quickly eaten.

She smiled embarrassedly and said to Lu Pressure: "I'm really sorry, such a delicious thing, it's the first time I've eaten it, this sweet potato is occasionally fried at home and drizzled with honey, but it has never been roasted sweet." ”

Lu Jian smiled and said, "Miss, if you like to eat, I have a lot of them here, I'll bake a few more for you!"

With that, he took out a few more and put them on the shelf.

The eldest lady of the Ma family put her hands on her knees, supported her cheeks, and said with a smile: "Okay, thank you!"

The maid muttered to herself when her young lady had become interested in such vulgar food.

Lu Jian saw that the sweet potato he had roasted earlier had been roasted, so he took it and handed it to the maid.

The maid took it and wanted to hand it to her own young lady, but the girl waved her hand and motioned for her to eat first, then broke the sweet potato, took a bite of the sweet sweet potato, and immediately knew why her young lady looked like this.

On this snowy night, the sweet smell of steaming food is indeed irresistible.

After a while, the sweet potatoes were baked,

So the three of them chatted and ate sweet potatoes at the same time.

When the eldest lady of the Ma family heard Lu Jian say that she was going to join the Ma Temple, she was obviously stunned.

She wiped the black marks left by the sweet potato skin on her hands, and asked rhetorically, "Brother Lu, why do you want to join the Horse Temple?"

Lu Jian scratched his head and said with a smile: "I originally studied alchemy, but I think the world is more difficult now, and if you don't know how to do some kung fu, it will be difficult to accommodate." It turned out that a friend said that next year, there will be a grand event for sword cultivators, which will be held near the Horse Temple, so I want to try it myself. ”

The eldest lady of the Ma family smiled, stared at the face of the landing press, and saw that he looked sincere, not as if he was fake.

The girl hesitated for a moment, and said to Lu Zhu: "As far as I know, the Horse Temple is extremely strict in accepting disciples, and if Brother Lu is not qualified, it may be difficult to succeed, but since you are an alchemist, there may be some hope, after all, each sect wants to have its own alchemist." ”

Lu Jian said with a sigh: "I just want to try, as for whether people accept me, I haven't thought too much." ”

The eldest lady of the Ma family smiled: "Brother Lu is an honest man!"

The two chatted for a while, most of them were asked by the girl, and Lu Jian answered.

Lu Jian has a lot of secrets, so naturally he can't say it in detail, but fortunately, the girl is also chatting and doesn't ask deeply.

Lu Jian listened to this girl's elegant conversation, gentle personality, and extremely kind to people, so he also let go of his guard because of the murder on the street that day.

The heavy snow outside the door did not stop, but became more and more windy and snowy.

Lu Jian saw that the girl wrapped the clothes on her body hard, and seemed to be a little cold, after thinking about it, he took out the pot of wine that the butterfly gave him that day, and said to the girl: "If you are afraid of the cold, you can drink wine to warm up your body!"

The maid snorted coldly and said, "How can my young lady drink, boy, you better drink it yourself!"

Unexpectedly, the girl actually reached out and took the wine jug, and smiled at Lu Press: "Then thank you Brother Lu, bother."

With that, the flask was held aloft and the wine was gently poured into his mouth.

Lu Jian was also very happy to see that this girl was gentle and bold.

The maid was very strange when she saw her young lady's different behavior today.

After drinking a few sips of wine, the eldest lady of the Ma family turned pink on her cheeks and spoke much higher.

She asked some questions about Lu Pressure's alchemy, and Lu Pressure answered them one by one, and the girl kept nodding her head to express convincing.

After a while, the girl was obviously drunk, and she said a lot of things.

Lu Jian only listened to her say something about her life experience, such as the size of the mother, and the father brought up. also said something she thought was ridiculous,

Lu Jian had no choice but to laugh with her, and he couldn't interject anything.

The maid could not be indifferent any longer, and hurriedly stopped her own young lady.

The girl had probably never spoken to anyone like this, and she was so happy that the maid could not stop her.

After a while, the girl became drunk, slurred, and a little tired.

The maid hurriedly put her young lady down on the straw mat she had just laid and covered her with a few pieces of clothing.

The girl fell asleep muttering to herself.

The maid looked at Lu Jian viciously, her fists clenched.

Lu Jian knew how powerful this woman was, her whole body was tense, and she was ready to fight for her life, but on her face, there was no change at all, and she still looked at the maid with a smile.

The fierce light in the maid's eyes flickered for a moment, and then she looked at her own young lady who was sleeping with a smile on her face, and her expression softened.

She has served Miss since she was a child, and it can be said that she is also a master and friend with her own Miss, and she can naturally see that this short hour is the most open and happiest time for Miss to grow so big.