My ring is too bad

Chapter 512 Replay
The surrounding screens changed, and after a short period of silence and darkness, Fang Gan's consciousness appeared on a street he was familiar with.

Here, after the death of his parents and Xiaoxue in his previous life, he lived in Nanxian City for more than ten years in despair.

Looking at everything familiar around him again, even with Fang Qian's current state of mind, he still feels a little throbbing and emotional.

It was the darkest and loneliest day in his memory.

"Right now, I should still be in the rental house and haven't gotten up yet."

Fang Gan murmured, and walked towards the antique street across the street.

It's still that antique street, I don't know how many times I have lingered in my previous life.

People around are busy with their own affairs.

Children, escorted by their parents, rush to school for early reading, office workers rush onto the bus, and stalls and shops open early.

The aroma of sauce-flavored pancakes and noodles filled the air.

When the steaming heat dissipated, Fang Gan walked on the street like a leisurely stroll.

No one could see him, and even a few children ran past Fang Gan.

Fang Gan at this moment, because of the existence of another self, is still similar to the existence of a conscious body.

But the only difference is that he is here and can already affect things in reality.

There was a burst of cheerful whistles, and a fat man in a flowered shirt came out of a noodle shop.

"You are the one."

Fang Gan recognized at a glance that this fat man was the fat stall owner who sold him the copper ring in his previous life, and he was also his regular customer in his previous life.

"It turns out that everything was arranged by myself. It's really a reincarnation." Fang Gan laughed at himself, and threw the Tianyan ring in his hand towards the fat man.

While the ring was flying in the air, Fang Gan's consciousness gradually turned into a huge consciousness, and got into the Tianyan ring.

The Tianyan ring began to be covered with green patina, as if it had gone through countless years in an instant.

"Ouch!"

The fat stall owner, who was in a good mood early in the morning, suddenly let out a cry of pain, feeling as if his calf had been stung by something.

Looking down, he found a ring lying beside his feet.

The ring was dirty and covered with green patina, so it didn't look very good.

"Yo ho, this ring looks like it's been around for a while. Although it's not very eye-catching, it fell into my hands..."

The fat stall owner thought to himself that he was lucky and could pick up things while walking.

Quickly glanced left and right, seeing that no one noticed him, the fat stall owner quickly picked up the copper ring, and muttered happily:

"I picked up things early in the morning. It looks like I'm going to make a fortune today."

Afterwards, the fat stall owner came to his stall on Antique Street, threw the rusty copper ring on the stall casually, and started to open for business.

As usual, after ten o'clock in the morning, the number of talents on the Antique Street gradually increased.

Most of them are tourists who pass through Nanxian City and come here to have fun. When they encounter this kind of street vendors, they basically have the mentality of killing a fortune.

The other ones are the locals of Nanxian City, who know something about antiques, frequent the antique market, and are familiar with the vendors and shopkeepers on this street.

A middle-aged man with a beard and a decadent face walked into the antique street as usual.

The vendors in Antique Street were all old acquaintances with the middle-aged man, and they greeted him one after another.

"Old Fang, here we come again. I have a new batch of good goods here. Do you want to come in and have a look?"

"Old Fang, I heard that you found a porcelain bowl from the Tang Dynasty last week. Good luck!"

"Old Fang..."

………………

The middle-aged man nodded casually, as if he would never wake up, his eyes scanned the stalls of these vendors, but he didn't see anything that interested him.

Suddenly, the eyes of the middle-aged man fell on the stall of the fat stall owner.

A ring full of green patina, seemingly inconspicuous, has deeply attracted the attention of the middle-aged man at this moment.

"Buy it!"

When the middle-aged man's eyes came into contact with the ring, a voice appeared in the middle-aged man's mind.

Like a ghost, the middle-aged man walked towards the stall of the fat stall owner.

"Boss, how do you sell this ring?"

The middle-aged man stood in front of the stall and asked, his eyes focused on the copper ring, and the voice in his heart became more and more intense.

"Hey, Lao Fang, you're here to look for things again? This ring is picked up by me. It doesn't look good, but it looks like it's old. If I give you a cheap price, you can give it 300."

The fat stall owner had a cigarette in his mouth and said with a smile.

The middle-aged man didn't bargain, he took out his wallet directly, and grabbed a handful of five and ten yuan change, only two red bills in it.

After simple counting, the middle-aged man handed the two red bills and 100 yuan change to the fat stall owner, and bought the copper ring.

The fat stall owner looked at the back of the middle-aged man leaving, and he was very happy. He just had breakfast, and he picked up 300 yuan for nothing.

At the same time, he was also a little strange. From his point of view, the copper ring was a tattered ring that was old.

It's okay to fool people who haven't played with antiques before. I didn't expect that a veteran like Lao Fang who often hangs around the antique street would buy it without even cutting the price.

You know, Lao Fang's pockets are not thick. Every time he buys antiques, he must bargain. Today, the sun is really shining in the west.

On the other hand, after the middle-aged people bought the copper rings, they lost interest in continuing to visit the antique street.

He left Antique Street with the copper ring and walked towards the intersection.

At this time, not far from the intersection, a man with a wretched appearance was standing there, when he saw a middle-aged man who was about to cross the intersection.

The wretched man slightly raised his hand, about to cast a spell.

Suddenly, a powerful mental power shot out from the ring in the man's hand.

This thought force is divided into two, although it is invisible, but in the eyes of the wretched man, it is extremely terrifying.

One of the thoughts turned into a transparent sharp blade and slashed straight at the wretched man.

"My life is over!" The wretched man felt the strength of this thought power, his expression changed drastically, and he cried out in despair.

"Rat Daoist, you still don't deserve me!"

Fang Gan's voice sounded in the wretched man's mind, and then, that thought force completely killed the rat Taoist's soul in a devastating way.

Although Taoist Rat was still standing there, he was completely dead.

At the same time, another thought force got directly into a speeding car.

The driver was horrified to find that his accelerator was pumping like crazy, the speed of the car soared instantly, and he couldn't even control the steering wheel.

In the end, the driver could only watch helplessly as his car hit a middle-aged man who was crossing the road with his head down.

In the pool of blood, no one noticed that the brass ring on the middle-aged man's hand flickered faintly, and then disappeared.

(End of this chapter)