Farming Boy With A Magic Ring

The tourist was stunned. He didn't expect Yang Hsingchen to beat him up in front of so many people.    

    

He twisted his neck and was just about to snap out of it when he suddenly realized that Yang Hsingchen's eyes were filled with a chilling aura of death. The aura of death that made one's feet feel cold, made one's heart feel cold, and shook the depths of one's soul. It was not something that an ordinary person like him could withstand!    

    

This posturing fellow instantly cowered, shouting out 'Holy shit!' What the hell! His trembling body wailed like ghosts and howled like ghosts as he scrambled to escape to the Customer Department.    

    

"Catch him, don't let him escape!" Ling Nan shouted loudly and a few female security guards immediately rushed forward. With a few blinks, they pushed this guy to the ground. Although the security guards were all female, they had all received formal training. Each and every one of them had some skills.    

    

"Damn it, let me go! I'm beating people up! The Paleo-immortal Village is beating people up! I'm beating people to death!" The man who was pressed to the ground started to splash the water like a woman.    

    

"Humph, you still have the nerve to shout. Do you know how precious the leopards you hurt are? It's a national level 1 protected animal, and it's a dangerous animal that the red leather book specifically pointed out. "    

    

"You've seen a lot of silly books like this. Before you drank, you were a member of the Heavenly Court. After drinking, the entire Heavenly Dynasty will be yours. Hmph! You're still too inexperienced to pretend to be thirteen in Paleo-immortal Village! Not only will I not return you a single cent of the deposit, I will also transfer you to another branch! " After Ling Nan finished speaking, she took out her phone and made a call to the police.    

    

When he heard that he was calling a level one protected animal that was in danger, the fellow begged in horror, "Don't, don't call the police. I am willing to pay for it. Please, I don't know the law. Let me go."    

    

Ling Nan did not care about him. After making the call, she turned around and said loudly to the surrounding tourists, Don't call the police. I'm willing to pay. Please, I'm begging you. I don't know the law. Let me go. "Friends, we welcome everyone to come to Paleo-immortal Village to have a vacation. But I repeat, I hope that everyone can have fun. Don't bring all the bad habits at home to us. If someone insists on coming to this village to pretend to be Thirteen and extort him, then I can tell him clearly... He definitely had the wrong idea! Paleo-immortal Village would never indulge those fellows with no morals. Here, I sincerely hope that every tourist will treat the animals around you kindly. Even if they don't love you, please don't hurt them."    

    

Hua! Everyone clapped their hands.    

    

Not long after, a police car drove over. After patting the wound on the leopard's head, it immediately escorted the tourist who was looking for trouble into the police car.    

    

The fellow's wife kept cursing at the side and was almost taken away by the police. After the police car drove away, a few security guards followed Ling Nan's instructions. They brought this guy's wife to the guest room and carried her luggage. They forcefully chased her out of the village.    

    

Yang Hsingchen brought the leopards to his house and gave them a few injections. He healed the leopards on the spot. He then took out a small bowl of spirit water from the Ring Space and gave it to drink. But the leopards were happy. It used its large head to rub against Yang Hsingchen's body.    

    

After the matter was reported by various media outlets, the people who came to Paleo-immortal Village to play became even more civilized. No one would dare to make a scene here. In one sentence, Paleo-immortal Village did not fall for this trick at all!    

    

A few days later, Yang Hsingchen received a call from Wan Dong saying that the antique market had opened. He asked Yang Hsingchen to drive to his county to meet him. Yang Hsingchen nodded, hung up the phone, and drove his newly bought car over.    

    

"Hey, brother, where are the two luxury cars?" Wan Dong was stunned when he saw Yang Hsingchen driving the Divine Car, Wuling Hong Guang.    

    

"Hehe, they are parked at home. He's too rich. It's too eye-catching when he drives it. Why not this one? No one will notice."    

    

"You're not driving a luxury car worth five million, but driving a fifty thousand Divine Car. What should I say to you? Are you trying to keep a low profile or are you trying to act cool?"    

    

"Brother Dong, look at what you're saying. I just don't want to attract too much attention."    

    

Wan Dong shook his head and got into his own car. He took the lead and drove forward.    

    

Half an hour later, the two of them parked the car in a nearby parking lot and walked towards the antique market.    

    

It was as Wan Dong said. There were not only all kinds of antiques, but also ancient paintings and large amounts of raw stones. Of course, how many of these ancient paintings were real depended on your eyesight and luck.    

    

As it was the first day of the opening, there were a lot of people. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of people. Although there were a lot of people, the volume was not a lot. The prices here were all very high. Secondly, everyone was still not confident and maintained a wait-and-see attitude.    

    

Wan Dong wasn't interested in other things. He was just interested in ancient paintings. Seeing that Yang Hsingchen had to watch every shop for a while, he became impatient. He thought for a while and said, "Brother, take your time. I'll go to the ancient paintings first. Let's go our separate ways. We'll contact each other on the phone when we're leaving, right? "    

    

When he saw Yang Hsingchen nod, he immediately shook him off and strode forward.    

    

Yang Hsingchen had come purely for fun. After Wan Dong left, he walked into a grocery store and started to watch.    

    

The so-called grocery store referred to not just any kind of antique. There were not only ancient calligraphy and paintings in the store, but also ceramics and even ancient weapons.    

    

Yang Hsingchen slowly appreciated the items that he liked. He took it and played with it. He didn't know if it was because his senses were failing, or if there were no real goods in the shop. In short, he didn't have any telepathy when he took the antique in his hand.    

    

There were a lot of people in the shop. He didn't even see half of them when he was quarreled by three men and two women in the shop.    

    

The three men and two women spoke very loudly. The four of them flattered one of the young masters in a white suit. That bootlicking almost made Yang Hsingchen want to vomit. Alright, I should go to the next store. I don't want to make my ears hurt.    

    

Just as Yang Hsingchen turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly found a club in a corner. Yang Hsingchen remembered that when he was young, his mother used to beat his clothes with this kind of thing. He couldn't help but walk over and pick it up.    

    

Just as he took the club in his hand, he suddenly felt a strong ancient spirit energy coming from the club. Yes, it was the ancient spiritual energy!    

    

Speaking of spiritual energy, Yang Hsingchen came into contact with the Ring Space every day and even drank it every day, so he could not be more familiar with it.    

    

However, the spiritual energy in the well water of the Ring Space was the aura of a clear spirit. When people smelled it, they would have a very clear mind. It was not like the spiritual energy that had experienced the vicissitudes of life. It made people feel that the changes in history and how small a person was.    

    

This stick was the real deal! Yang Hsingchen couldn't help but have a thought.    

    

"Hahaha, everyone look, this poor guy actually took a fancy to a stick. Could it be that he himself is a stick?" The young man in a white suit, who was the center of attention, pointed at Yang Hsingchen and laughed loudly.    

    

"Hahaha, Young Master Wu, I didn't notice it at first. After being reminded by you, the more I look at him, the more I feel that this poor bastard is really like a club! Look at him, he looks like he's holding a club in his hand. He is really connected to the club, his entire person is like a club! Hahaha!" A short and fat man pointed at Yang Hsingchen and laughed without any fear.