Chapter 32

The basement is not big, about 150 square meters. 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.

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

The six items in the collection are a knife, a stone lamp, a silver bowl, a gold pen, a stone statue of muhou and a strange pot.

Among them, there are traces of thoughts on the Dao and the strange pot, but Luo knows that this trace of thoughts can not be underestimated, not to mention the human shaped strange pot, the Dao that can leave thoughts must be a murder weapon.

Luo's eyes can't help but be attracted by knives and strange pots. He doesn't know how much data can be increased by absorbing the ideas from these two collections.

At present, we only know that with the increase of data, the potential gas volume in the body will increase, and whether it will increase the power of the idea is still unclear. However, Luo is still curious about what will happen if all the six departments become 100%.

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

Luo a little convergence from the heart of the emergence of excitement, for fear of being detected by the three elders strange.

"These six antiques are my treasures. Tell their names and origins. This is the chance I give you." The elder leaned slightly and squinted at Luo.

"Just the source of the name? It's too little. " Luo mouth slightly curved, very arrogant.

Maggie said that in meteor street, you can only act in a high profile and let others realize your strength and value in order to frighten the curfew.

In the same way, if you want to highlight the value, you have to be as high-profile as you can be.

Especially when it comes to appreciating antiques, Luo doesn't know how to keep a low profile. If he wants to show his reading ability, he will definitely show his seven treasures.

Hearing Luo's words, the elder's eyes were tiny and didn't speak.

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

There are six antiquities in the basement. It took the elder about 15 years to collect them. In order to get these six antiquities, I don't know how many subordinates were buried.

Among them, four collections have completed 80% of the appreciation progress, 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 pieces of collectibles are knives and strange pots. Originally, the elder just asked Luo to name the source of the collectibles.

KULI was overjoyed. Later, when he heard Luo's arrogant speech, he was overjoyed.

Heaven has its way. If you don't go, there's no way to hell.

At this moment, KULI has regarded Luo as a dead man. Although he didn't kill Luo himself, it's enough.

With the silence of the elder, the basement quieted down.

The white light is as bright as day. It seems to be in the dazzling sunshine, but there is a chill hovering around.

The elder suddenly raised his crutch and pointed to the pile of human bones beside the huge black dog. He said indifferently, "these are professionals who call themselves connoisseurs. You don't want to be one of them, do you?"

Meteor street has a close relationship with gangs. It's not difficult to bind the elders to master connoisseurs, who eventually become the food of black giant dogs.

The pale bones are the proof of their existence, and the faint white bones are the accusation of powerlessness and misery.

They didn't have a false reputation, but the elders demanded too much. Maybe from the beginning, the arrival of these people was doomed to death.

Luo silently looked at the skeletons. They turned out to be experts in appreciating antiquities. They were pitiful. They met ruthless people who ignored life. They were too weak to resist and eventually became the rations of Warcraft.

"May I begin?"

Luo smile, a relaxed freehand, he knew that long always want him to know a little bit of the recovery of arrogant language, but he did not appreciate.

The elder's eyes slowly opened, quietly folded up his crutches, and said in a deep voice, "let's go."

Luo nodded and went to the first collection, a stone statue of muhou.

He stood in front of the muhou stone statue, pretending to be thinking, actually thinking about what reason to touch the collection.

Looking at Luo's back, the elder's eyes gradually become cold. He has met many appreciation professionals and knows some steps and preparations of appreciation.

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

The elder made a color to KULI. The latter nodded slightly. He went to remove the glass cover from the stone statue and put it aside gently.

Luo saw a little Leng, thought that someone would send a pillow when he dozed off, and then directly extended his hand to the stone statue of Mu monkey.

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

Appreciating must touch the antiques with hands in zero distance, which is a necessary step, and cleaning hands is a preparation ceremony before this step.This is a preparation ceremony that every connoisseur will do before appreciating antiques, that is to wipe his hands with pure white silk scarf or pure white silk to show his attention and solemn attitude.

Of course, although amateur connoisseurs all know the preparation ceremony, most of them will avoid the process.

Hearing the elder's words, Luo was slightly surprised, and his hand was hanging in the air.

Clean hands?

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

Is it necessary to wear white gloves to avoid polluting precious antiques? Most of the time.

Luo thought flies to turn, withdraw a hand, turn round to see to elder, wry smile way: "the problem is I don't have that."

Although he thought that "clean hands" might mean wearing white gloves just like the earth, he chose vague answers in response. This is Luo Shi's cleverness.

Judging from the tone of the elder, the other party becomes very unhappy for some reason. If he answers directly without gloves, if he answers wrong, he will be in great trouble.

No matter what "clean hands" are, they should all need tools.

Gloves, water, or even disinfectant, don't matter. If you answer like this, as long as you care about it, you will naturally hand it in.

Hearing Luo's words, the elder's cold eyes slowed slightly and nodded to 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 thought about it. He quickly came to a conclusion.

As the literal meaning, clean hands!

Luo calmly wiped his hands, at the same time, looking at the elder's reaction, saw that the other side's expression had not changed much, so he was relieved.

Guess right

Elder, I feel abnormal in some way.

After wiping his hands, Luo returns the scarf to KULI, who stares at him coldly and takes it.

Luo turned his back to the elder and gave his middle finger to kulibi, which was a flexible use of marza's international greeting gesture.

Ku Li's eyes shrank, but he couldn't hold back his intention to kill, so he let out a little.

Luo Ze is indifferent to the muhou stone statue. At the same time, the elder's eyes become cold again, which means that he completely ignores life. But this time, his eyes fall on KULI.

KULI's body trembled slightly, his head bowed, and he stepped back a few steps. The killing intention that leaked out instantly converged back.

"Small sample."

When Luo curled his mouth and pressed his hand on the muhou stone statue, all kinds of information about the muhou stone statue was displayed in his consciousness through the white smoke font.