Today's Wonan City is sunny, and the streets of Wonan City are still full of people, which seems to be exactly the same as when Ren Fan was just reborn.

Suddenly, a little beggar of thirteen or fourteen years old came out of the roadside, stretching out his dirty hand to Xiang Fan Jian and begging: "Uncle, I'm hungry." ”

Xiang Fan Jian looked at the little beggar, squatted down and asked, "Boy, where are your parents?"

The little beggar's hand trembled slightly and replied, "I don't know, uncle, I'm hungry." ”

Xiang Fan Jian looked at Tao Luju next to him, it was still very noisy, the dignitaries and dignitaries who came and went with silk and satin, and the pretty beauties of all kinds of rouge and gouache, but Tao Luju's junior did not greet him with a smile for this, and the shopkeeper did not refuse.

Xiang Fan Jian stood up, led the little beggar into Tao Luju, found a remote corner and sat down. Called Xiao Er to order a few hard dishes and served a drawer of steamed buns.

The little beggar sat up straight, stared at the food on the table with bright eyes, swallowed his saliva, and then looked at Xiang Fan Jian with an expectant face and asked, "Uncle, can I eat?"

"Eat, eat more. ”

Hearing this, the little beggar narrowed his eyes with joy and eagerly gnawed on a pig's knuckle bigger than his head.

Looking at the little beggar, Xiang Fan Jian reminded him of the time when he was a child, when he just came out of society, because of the pressure of life, in order to save money, he ate one meal a day, endured hunger, suffered cold eyes, and tasted the ridicule of the goddess. I often hide alone in a basement of a few square meters and cry quietly.

So later, Xiang Fan Jian never rested, let alone found a girlfriend, and did endless work and part-time jobs every day, just thinking that one day, he would be able to let his smiling eyes squint into a slit, gnaw on the big pig's trotters, and walk out of the pace that his six relatives did not recognize.

"Boy, what's your name?" Xiang Fan Jian, who had come back to his senses, asked kindly.

The little beggar stopped gnawing, looked at Xiang Fan Jian, and replied with tears in his eyes: "Uncle... Uncle, my father and mother called me Yue Yun Peng and said... Say... Hopefully I'll one day fly over the cloud tent overhead and do... Be a master. But... But I'm... I'm sorry for them, I'm sorry for my parents' expectations. After saying that, the little beggar had already lowered his head and secretly wiped away the tears that were about to flow.

Xiang Fan Jian looked at the little beggar's actions, and his heart was even more uncomfortable, pointing to the food on the table and asking the little beggar to eat more.

After that, Xiang Fan Jian, who adjusted his mentality, thought to himself, Yue Yunpeng, an old acquaintance, I like you too much, let me take you more here.

"Xiao Yueyue, are you willing to follow me in the future?" Xiang Fan Jian suddenly asked.

When Yue Yunpeng heard this, he immediately prepared to kneel, but was stopped by Xiang Fan Jian: "You just need to tell me, whether you are willing or not, and also, don't call me uncle, call me Brother Fan Jian." ”

Xiang Fan Jian closed his eyes and fantasized in his heart, a man who looked so anxious, put together a big face that could cover the clouds and the sun, and called himself uncle with a smile, uh... Xiang Fan Jian shuddered.

"I do, I do. Yue Yunpeng replied excitedly, and then couldn't wait to nibble on the big pig's trotters.

During the meal, Xiao Yueyue gradually became familiar with this Fan Jian brother, and he felt that this brother was too perfect except for wearing a mask to hide his ugliness and not daring to show others. Xiao Yueyue, who was happy in his heart, had a big appetite, and was stunned to eat a drawer of steamed buns, 8 elbows, and 10 bowls of rice by himself, burping with a full stomach!

Fortunately, Xiang Fan Jian was not short of money in this life, so Xiang Fan Jian stared at Yue Yunpeng and asked, "Bring you another one?"

When Yue Yunpeng heard this, he originally wanted to eat a portion, but he thought in his heart that Tao Luju here is so expensive, he can't let Fan Jiange spend any more money, and he is not so hungry. So he refused to enjoy Fan Jian's good intentions.

The two walked out of Tao Luju, and Fan Jian was carrying several large and small bags and a pot of wine in his hand. Seeing Xiao Yueyue, he was dressed in dirty clothes. So I took him and bought a suit. Xiao Yue Yue is so cleaned up, his facial features are delicate, his skin is fine and tender, but his figure is still too weak, and the gap between Xiao Yue Yue and Xiao Yue in Fan Jian's mind is still quite big. It seems that he can't starve him in the future, and he has to be allowed to eat more.

Then, Xiao Yueyue carried a broadsword on his back, trotted behind Xiangfan Jian, and walked towards the outside of Wonan City.

Dozens of minutes later, in a cemetery, Xiang Fan Jian was wearing incense and said to the graves: "Wan'er, Xi'er, Ren Fan will definitely avenge you this time to comfort your souls in the sky." Brothers, your eldest brother has come to see you, and I hope you can forgive your eldest brother, and we will still be brothers in the next life. After speaking, Xiang Fan Jian kowtowed three times.

Yue Yunpeng followed behind Xiang Fan Jian, kowtowing heavily, not asking anything, not saying anything. He could feel it in his heart, this was the pain in Brother Fan Jian's heart, if Brother Fan Jian talked about it, then he would definitely listen, if Brother Fan didn't mention it to himself, then he would definitely not ask.

A light rain gradually began to fall in the sky, and Yue Yunpeng followed Xiang Fan Jian back to Wonan City and found an inn. In the room, Xiang Fan Jian said: "You go to bed early after eating tonight, Brother Fan Jian will come back when he goes out to do something, and Brother Fan Jian will take you to Huangting City tomorrow." ”

When Yue Yunpeng heard this, he took Fan Jian's hand, looked panicked and whispered: "Brother Fan Jian, you will definitely come back, right! In the past, my parents also said that they would come back later, but I waited for them for many years, but they never came back. ”

Xiang Fan Jian's heart was sour, he touched Yue Yunpeng's head and said, "Don't worry, Brother Fan Jian will definitely come back." ”

At night, the originally noisy streets of Wonancheng are empty, and the doors of every house are closed, and it is pitch black, except for the occasional few large families with some lights in their homes. Even the City Lord's Mansion in Wonan City is not much different, only one of the study rooms in the City Lord's Mansion is still brightly lit.

In the study, Nanhua, the master of Wonan City, was admiring an ancient painting of great value given to him by a local gentry. Wo Nanhua carefully picked up the ancient painting and looked at it, for fear that one would accidentally damage the ancient painting.

Suddenly, a sword light cut through the ancient painting, and before Wo Nanhua could attack, the tip of the sword was already pointed directly at his throat, so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

"Hero, spare my life, I don't know why the hero broke into my city lord's mansion at night, I Wo Nanhua didn't know where to provoke the hero!" Wo Nanhua nervously asked the person with a mask in front of him.

"Uncle Wo Nanhua's memory doesn't seem to be very good! The little nephew and his brothers only borrowed a spittoon from Uncle Wo Nanhua, and 37 of my brothers were killed that day, and I was seriously injured. Now, Uncle Nanhua said that he didn't know where to provoke me. ”

"You... You are Ren Fan!" Wo Nanhua choked up and exclaimed.

Xiang Fan Jian slowly took off his mask, stared at Wo Nanhua with a smile on his face, and said, "It's the little nephew." ”

After seeing Xiang Fan Jian clearly, Wo Nanhua fell to his knees, and said in a panic: "Virtuous nephew, oh, no, Ren Daxia, it was not me who caused the disaster of Tao Luju that day." On the day the hero left from me, I also specially instructed the people in my house not to offend the hero, I want to be friends with the hero, how can I provoke the spicy finger to destroy the flowers and flowers to find the hero trouble. And in a short period of time, even if I have great ability, I can't spread the rumors in a short time, and it has also reached the ears of the spicy fingers. Heroes!"

When Xiang Fan Jian heard this, he was also thinking in his heart, indeed, if it wasn't Wo Nanhua, who would it be?

"If it weren't for you, who would you say? ”

"It's really not a villain! The villain really doesn't know who can't get along with the hero, the villain I'm just a vain city lord, and the villain doesn't know everything about the South City. Wo Nanhua excused himself.

"It seems that you still have a hard mouth, and you must suffer a little before you are willing to open your mouth. After Xiang Fan Jian finished speaking, the broadsword moved slightly, and with an "ah" sound, the palm of the ancient painting, which was still holding half of the ancient painting, fell to the ground.

Xiang Fan Jian held the sword to Wo Nanhua's other palm, and said coldly: "Do you remember who it is now?"

Wo Nanhua's face was pale, the blood in his right hand could not be stopped, his left hand clenched the wound, trying to reduce his pain, beads of sweat were on his forehead, and a pair of frightened eyes looked at Xiang Fan Jian, his lips opened slightly.

"Ren Daxia, the villain doesn't know much, this person is not something that the hero can offend. If the hero stops and wanders the world, he may be able to save his life, otherwise... Ah!!h

Xiang Fan Jian was another sword, cutting off Wo Nanhua's other palm, and asked coldly again, "Can you say it now?"