At the beginning, his wife came to him, and he became rich by selling kidney treasures.

"You..." Wen Yan looked a little embarrassed.

Looking at the narrow tent, she couldn't help stamping her feet and said, "Such a small place, you should sleep by yourself!"

Ren Hao was stunned: "Miss, it's already late. We are running for our lives. It's good enough to have a place to sleep. We can just squeeze in."

"Besides, it's not safe outside. Who knows if there are wolves or tigers here?"

Hearing Ren Hao's words, Wen Yan couldn't help but pout. She looked at the quiet jungle and dark sky around her, gritted her teeth and walked towards the tent.

We got into the tent. The space inside was not big, just enough for two people to lie down.

But I couldn't even turn over.

In the darkness, Wen Yan listened to Ren Hao's breathing beside him and couldn't help but ask, "Ren Hao, who are you?"

Ren Hao, who had just closed his eyes, then said, "Man."

"I know you are a man! That's not what I'm asking!" Wen Yan was furious. Why is it that every time she was being serious, this guy always became so dishonest?

"What do you want to ask?" Ren Hao asked in a daze, sounding a little tired.

Wen Yan opened her eyes, looked at the bright moonlight outside through the crack in the tent, and said, "I asked Xu Qing, you are an ordinary citizen from a remote village, you are not good at literature or martial arts, why do you not only know how to make a compound crossbow, but also know how to do business?"

Wen Yan was very curious.

In fact, in addition to these, she was more curious about the fact that, judging from Ren Hao's background, he should be a guy who couldn't read a single word, but he could clearly write pretty good calligraphy.

After this period of contact, she even discovered that Ren Hao actually had quite a talent for military affairs!

Although she hated Ren Hao very much because of the quarrel a few days ago, later facts proved that Ren Hao was right.

This is very strange.

If Ren Hao was a disciple of a prominent family, or a student of a great scholar, or at least the descendant of someone of some status, Wen Yan would not be surprised if he had his current achievements and abilities.

But Ren Hao used to be a hooligan. Fortunately, he still has a house, otherwise he would be a hooligan.

This gives people the same astonishing feeling as a chef who has been cooking all his life suddenly invents airplanes and cannons.

Wen Yan even thought that Ren Hao might be a spy from the enemy country.

But if you think about it carefully, no country would send such talents out to be used as spies.

"As for me...actually I'm not from here, I come from another world, and I have mastered technology and knowledge that are beyond yours..." Ren Hao said slowly.

"Nonsense!" Wen Yan snorted, feeling a little unhappy.

If you don't want to say it, just say it directly. Why do you have to talk nonsense and deceive yourself?

As an emperor, the thing he hated most was being deceived by his subjects, and Wen Yan was no exception.

Therefore, Wen Yan did not plan to ask any more questions. After returning, he would arrest Ren Hao and interrogate him. If there was any problem, he would kill him. If there was no problem, he would stay in the court and burn himself to make contributions to the ancient Han court.

The night is gloomy.

Wen Yan slept particularly comfortably that night.

I don’t know if it was because of what happened in the past few days that made her too nervous, but she slept until dawn.

Opening her sleepy eyes, Wen Yan scratched her hands.

The next moment, she woke up suddenly, looked down, pulled her hand back quickly, covered her mouth, but her face was as red as dripping blood.

At this moment, Ren Hao next to him seemed to be startled.

Wen Yan quickly closed her eyes and turned her body to the side.

Ren Hao woke up in a daze, and the morning sun made him feel as powerful as a pillar of strength.

Turning his head to look at Wen Yan who was sleeping on her side, Ren Hao sat up and patted her shoulder: "Wake up, the sun is shining on your butt!"

Ren Hao did not think there was anything wrong with this sentence, because when he was a child and was lazy in bed, his parents always said this to him.

But when Wen Yan heard this, her face turned even redder, and even her body turned red.

When she thought of the scene just now, the shyness on her face became even stronger, and she didn't dare to look at Ren Hao at all.

Seeing that Wen Yan did not react, Ren Hao shook his head, got up and walked out of the tent.

The sun is shining and the morning breeze is just right.

Ren Hao first went to the bathroom, and then simply washed up by the stream.

He also chose this location, which is close to the river and convenient for drinking water.

Fortunately, there is no pesticide in this world. Ren Hao boldly drank two sips of the cool river water and immediately felt refreshed!

When I returned to the tent, I saw Wen Yan had woken up and was fixing her hair.

Ren Hao took out the dry food he bought yesterday from his bag and said as he ate, "Hurry up, we'll set off after we finish eating."

Wen Yan suddenly glared at him fiercely, leaving him a little confused.

After Wen Yan washed up, she came back and sat down to eat.

Ren Hao folded up the tent and carried it on his back.

After filling their stomachs, the two men walked through the jungle, and after exiting the jungle, they walked towards the foot of the mountain, trying their best to avoid contact with people.

After a day, a small city could be vaguely seen in the distance on the right.

"Shan County is ahead. Let's spend the night here." After looking at the map, Ren Hao pointed to a small forest in front and said.

Wen Yan nodded. After a day of walking, she was exhausted and her feet were so painful that she could hardly walk.

The two men walked into the woods, and Wen Yan suddenly exclaimed and grabbed Ren Hao's arm tightly.

Ren Hao followed her gaze and saw nearly twenty tombs in the woods, arranged very neatly. It was obvious that this was the ancestral tomb of a certain family.

Outside the forest is a winding stream, and with the mountains behind it, it can be said that this is a Feng Shui treasure land, with a mountain behind it and flowing water in front of the door. If the ancestors are buried here, the descendants will be rich and have a backer.

"Ren...Ren Hao, why don't we go to another place?" Wen Yan's face turned pale.

Ren Hao looked back at her and frowned, "Are you afraid of death?"

Wen Yan nodded palely.

Ren Hao almost laughed out loud.

"Miss, you are the leader of the Seven Killing Army, and you have killed more than a thousand people, right? Are you kidding me?"

Hearing Ren Hao's words, Wen Yan became anxious, but she held onto Ren Hao's arm tightly and said, "I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid..."

"Are you afraid of ghosts?" Ren Hao grinned, "What's there to be afraid of?"

"There are no ghosts in this world."

"Let me tell you, when I used to fish for lures, I would stand on people's graves..."

Ren Hao said with a smile, but Wen Yan's face became more and more ugly. Ren Hao quickly said seriously: "As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. Generally, no one comes here. Besides, it is early before July 15th and other festivals, so no one will come to visit the graves."

"There is no other place to hide except this forest, so we are safest here."