Chapter 32: A False Alarm

The basement is not big, about 150 square meters, and the walls and floors are made of uneven white stone bricks.

There are ten square stone pillars standing in the room. The height of each stone pillar is the same, but the area of ​​the stone pillars is different.

The six collections are placed on six of the stone pillars, covered with a layer of transparent glass, which looks like a museum.

The six collectibles are a knife, a stone lamp, a silver bowl, a gold pen, a stone statue of a monkey, and a strange pot.

Among them, there is a small amount of thoughts left on the knife and the strange pot, but Luo knows that this small amount of thoughts should not be underestimated, not to mention the humanoid strange pot, the knife that can leave thoughts must be a murder weapon.

Luo couldn't help but be attracted by the knife and the strange pot. He didn't know how much the data would increase by absorbing the thoughts on these two collections.

At present, we only know that when the data increases, the potential energy in the body will increase, and it is not clear whether the power of the Nian will be increased. However, Luo is still very curious about what it will be like if all the six major departments become 100%.

It may take a long road to achieve it. Now you just need to look at the road in front of you. If you think too far, it will hinder your own pace.

Luo slightly restrained the excitement that came out of his heart, for fear that the three elders would notice something strange.

"These six ancient relics are my treasures. Tell me where they are named. This is my chance for you." The elder turned sideways slightly and looked at Luo sideways.

"Just the origin of the name is enough? It's too pediatric." The corner of Luo's mouth curved slightly, very arrogant.

Ma Qi said that in Meteor Street, you can only act in a high-profile manner, and let others realize your strength and value, in order to deter Xiaoxiao.

In the same way, if you want to highlight your value, you need to be as high-profile as possible.

Especially when it comes to appreciating antiques, Luo doesn't know how to keep a low profile. If he wants to show his ability of mind, then he will definitely reveal Qi Zangsan.

Hearing Luo's words, the elder narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

The two standing beside the elder looked at Luo as if they were looking at a dead person.

There are six collections of ancient relics in the basement, which the elder spent about fifteen years collecting. In order to obtain these six collections of ancient relics, I don't know how many subordinates were buried.

Among them, 80% of the appreciation progress has been completed for four collections, while the appreciation progress of the other two collections is almost zero. No matter what channel you ask the appreciation master, you will get nothing.

These two collectibles are knives and strange pots. Originally, the elder only asked Luo to tell the name and source of the collectibles, which was already difficult for him.

Kuli was secretly happy, and then became ecstatic when he heard Luo's arrogant speech.

If there is a way to heaven, if you don't go, there is no way to hell.

At this moment, Kuli had already regarded Luo as a dead person. Although he didn't kill him himself, it was enough.

Following the elder's silence, the basement fell silent.

The white light was as bright as day, as if you were under the dazzling sunlight, but there was a hint of chill swirling around.

The elder suddenly raised his crutches, pointed at the pile of human skeletons next to the giant black dog, and said indifferently: "These are professionals who claim to be master connoisseurs, you don't want to be one of them, do you?"

Meteor Street has a close cooperative relationship with gangsters, and it is not difficult to tie up masters for the elders, and these masters of appreciation eventually become food for giant black dogs.

The pale bones are proof of their existence, and the faint white bones are a powerless and miserable accusation.

They are not in vain, but the elders are too demanding. Perhaps from the very beginning, the arrival of these people has been doomed to death.

Luo Momo looked at the pile of bones. It turned out that they were all professionals appreciating antiquities. They were so pitiful that they met ruthless people who disregarded life. They were too weak to resist, and eventually became the rations of monsters.

"can we start?"

Luo smiled,

With a relaxed expression on his face, he knew that the elder wanted him to take back his arrogant words, but he didn't appreciate it at all.

Elder Miqi slowly opened his eyes, silently put away his crutches, and without further words, said in a deep voice, "Let's begin."

Luo nodded and walked towards the first collection, which was a stone statue of a monkey bathing.

He stood in front of the stone statue of the monkey bathing, pretending to be thinking, but actually thinking about finding a reason to touch the collection.

The elder looked at Luo's back, his eyes gradually turned cold. He had contact with many appreciation professionals and knew some steps and preparations for appreciation.

However, Luo was just like a layman at this time.

The elder made a gesture to Kuli, who nodded slightly, walked over to remove the glass cover from the stone statue of the Monkey, and gently put it aside.

Luo was slightly taken aback when he saw this, thinking that someone would bring a pillow when he dozed off, so he stretched out his hand directly to the stone statue of Mu Hou.

At this time, the elder's cold words floated over, "Don't you need to 'clean your hands'?"

Appreciation requires close contact with ancient objects with hands, which is a necessary step, and hand cleaning is a preparation ceremony before this step.

This is a preparatory ceremony that every connoisseur will do before appreciating ancient relics, that is, to wipe his hands with pure white silk scarves or pure white silk to show his attention and solemn attitude.

Of course, although amateur connoisseurs know this preparation ceremony, most of them will skip this process.

Hearing the elder's words, Luo was slightly startled, and his outstretched hand hung in the air.

clean hands...?

Is it one of the steps in this world to appreciate antiques?

Is it necessary to wear white gloves so as not to contaminate the precious antiques? This is probably the case.

Luo thought about it, retracted his hand, turned to look at the elder, and said with a wry smile, "The problem is that I don't have that."

Although he felt that "clean hands" might mean wearing white gloves like the earth, but he chose to answer vaguely when responding. This is Luo Shi's cleverness.

Judging from the tone of the elder, the other party has become very unhappy for some reason. If he directly answers that there are no gloves, or if the answer is wrong, it is estimated that he will be in big trouble.

Anyway, no matter what 'clean hands' is, you should need tools.

Gloves, water, and even disinfectant, it doesn't matter. If you answer like this, as long as the elder insists on being fussy, he will naturally hand it over.

Hearing Luo's words, the elder's cold gaze eased slightly, and he nodded towards Cook.

Kuli understood, took out a pure white silk scarf from under the rag cloak, and handed it to Luo.

Looking at the silk scarf that Kuli handed over, Luo took it without saying a word. At the same time, he connected the silk scarf with 'clean hands' and quickly came to a conclusion.

Literally, clean hands!

Luo wiped his hands calmly, while watching the elder's reaction, he felt relieved when he saw that the elder's expression hadn't changed much.

You guessed it...

This elder feels abnormal in some way.

After wiping his hands, Luo returned the scarf to Kuli, who stared at him coldly and took the scarf.

With his back turned to the elder, Luo pointed out his middle finger to Kulibi, which was like learning and using Malza's international greeting gestures.

Ku Li's eyes shrank, but he couldn't hold back his killing intent, which leaked a little bit.

Luo then stretched out towards the stone statue of the monkey indifferently. At the same time, the elder's gaze turned cold again, implying a complete disregard for life, but this time, his gaze fell on Kuli.

Kuli's body trembled slightly, he lowered his head and took a few steps back, the leaked murderous intent instantly subsided.

"mock up."

Luo pursed his lips, and when he pressed his hand on the stone statue of the monkey, all kinds of information about the stone statue of the monkey were revealed in his consciousness through the white smoke font.