Excellent little farmer

Chapter 39 The Magic Sword
Just when Ye Fan entered the space with the sword, the little sword suddenly pierced his hand!

Ye Fan let out a cry of pain, looked up, and found that Xiao Jian's sword was covered with his own blood, and disappeared in an instant.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt a kind of flesh and blood connection between himself and Xiaojian, as if Xiaojian itself was a part of his body!

He was immediately overjoyed. He had read so many fantasy novels before, so he naturally knew that Xiaojian's behavior was called acknowledging the master, and he was its master!
The pain in the palm of the hand also disappeared, without leaving any traces, which is amazing!
"Such a magical sword, what should I call you? Yes, you should be of the water attribute, so I'll call you Shui Ling!" Ye Fan said to himself.

Xiaojian seemed to understand his words, and jumped up automatically, as if he was very happy. Seeing this, Ye Fan immediately liked it even more. The Shuilingjian stretched and stretched in his hand, just like his own fingers. flexible.

"It would be great if you could automatically hide in my body as those books say." Ye Fan played for a while and said to himself.

As soon as the words fell, the Water Spirit Sword disappeared. Ye Fan was very surprised to see a sword-shaped tattoo appeared on the back of his hand. Although it was small, it was very beautiful.

As soon as he thought about it, the water spirit sword appeared in his hand again. Ye Fan was overjoyed. It seemed that he could get a boost in the future. If someone threatened him, he could use the water spirit to defend against the enemy.

However, Ye Fan soon became worried. With a sword, it is useless without sword skills!
It seems that at present, I can only use it as a secret weapon, not as a conventional weapon.

After staying in the space for a while, Ye Fan came out. Feeling a little hungry, he came out of the room and went to the street to find some supper.

Here, he is really unfamiliar with the place, but he is not in a hurry, there must be places to eat on this street.

Sure enough, after walking for a while, he saw a food street. After walking in, he found that there were all supper stalls in it, with flavors from all over the place.

Ye Fan himself is not picky about food, but he can't eat very spicy food, which is also caused by his childhood illness, so until now he mainly eats southern dishes.

Although it was late at night, because the weather was still hot, many people came out for supper. Almost every house was full of people, and the business was very good.

Hearing the sound of punching and clinking glasses one after another, Ye Fan felt very cordial, and at the same time had an urge to punch someone. Unfortunately, he didn't have any friends here, so he was doomed to eat alone.

After finding an empty table and sitting down, Ye Fan said to the waiter who came over, "Help me fry a plate of snails, a piece of fried pork with bamboo shoots, and two bottles of beer."

"Okay, wait a minute, there are too many people, I'm really sorry!" The waiter wrote down the menu and said.

"It's okay, just serve the glass first." Ye Fan said understandingly.

"Okay, I'll bring it right away." The waiter smiled and turned back to leave.

After ordering, Ye Fan looked up and saw two people sitting next to him, one old and one young, the old looked very charitable, probably in his 50s or [-]s, and the young one was in his early twenties. I am about the same age, with fair eyebrows, but there is a heroic look between the eyebrows, and I don't look like an ordinary person.

Seeing that he was staring at him, the young man frowned, looking a little displeased, but seeing that Ye Fan had no malice, he didn't say anything.

Ye Fan smiled, then looked away, and looked around again, but there were no obtrusive people.

After a while, the wine came out, Ye Fan poured out the wine, and drank it leisurely.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. This sentence is simply too true.

Ye Fan just took a few bites of the food when he heard a burst of yelling and cursing from the side. He frowned and looked, but it was a few big men who were yelling at the young man, looking very vicious, but the old man didn't know Where did he go? It is estimated that those people dared to be so fierce because they bullied him when he was young.

After listening for a while, I realized that the young man accidentally turned around and bumped into a big man. The big man got upset and insisted on paying the young man for dirtying his clothes.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan stood up suddenly. He felt that this young man had a shadow of his past. If he didn't help him out, he would probably be bullied by others.

"Big brothers, isn't this just a trivial matter, so there's no need to be so angry?" He walked up to the boy, blocked the big guys, and said in a harmonious voice.

Seeing someone come forward, the faces of the big men showed a hint of surprise. After seeing Ye Fan's appearance, they immediately became disdainful and sneered, "Boy, how dare you meddle in other people's business?"

"It's not meddling, it's just that you guys are going too far! How about this, how much did you pay for your clothes, and I'll pay for him!" Ye Fan said lightly.

"You pay? All right, [-] yuan!" The big man said with a dark smile.

Ye Fan was stunned, this man was obviously trying to blackmail him, just by looking at the vest on his body, he could tell it was a street stall, 20 yuan was almost the same, how about 1 yuan?

"Are you sure yours is worth 1 yuan?" Ye Fan said coldly, a little annoyed.

"If I say it's worth it, it's worth it! Why, you won't pay?" the big man said aggressively.

"I'm talking to you sincerely, but you are like this, don't you think it's a bit unreasonable? 100 yuan, if you want to leave, if you don't want to forget, I think the police will come soon!" Ye Fan sneered.

"You called the police?" The big man's face changed and he shouted.

"I didn't report it, but there are police patrolling outside. If I tell them about the matter, do you think the police will help you or help me?" Ye Fan said lightly.

The complexions of the big men changed, and they looked outside. They were indeed patrolling by the police, and suddenly their momentum weakened. They snatched the money from Ye Fan, then glared at him fiercely, and said, "Boy, don't worry about it." Let me see you in another place, or you will see me!"

Ye Fan smiled lightly, and didn't bother to pay attention to them. Seeing them go, he wanted to sit back.

"Why did you help me?" At this moment, the boy asked.

Ye Fan smiled slightly, and he also felt that he was a little nosy, because the young man never showed any signs of panic from the beginning to the end, and he seemed to be relying on something, and it seemed a bit redundant for him to be so prominent.

"It's nothing, because I was a weak person in the past and I was used to being bullied by others, so I don't want them to bully you. Of course, now that I know, you shouldn't be afraid of them and count me as meddling." Ye Fan said.

The boy stared at him for a while, then suddenly smiled, and said, "Since we're all here, why don't we have a drink together!"

(End of this chapter)