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

The six pieces of the collection are placed on six of the stone pillars, which are 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 are traces of thoughts left on the knife and the strange pot, but Luo knows that this trace amount of thoughts cannot be underestimated, not to mention this humanoid strange pot, the knife that can leave the thought must be a murder weapon.

Luo's gaze couldn't help but be attracted by the knife and the strange pot, and he didn't know how much the data could increase by absorbing the thoughts on these two collectibles.

At present, it is only known that at the same time as the data increases, the potential qi volume in the body will increase, and it is not clear whether it will increase the power of the mind, but Luo is still very curious about what will become if all the six major systems become 100%.

It may take a long road to reach it, but now you just need to look at the road in front of you, and if you think too far, you will be held back by your own pace.

Luo slightly restrained the excitement that emerged from his heart, for fear that the three elders would notice something unusual.

"These six antiquities are my treasures, name them and come from, this is the opportunity I give you. The elder leaned slightly sideways and squinted at Luo.

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

March once said that in Meteor Street, you can only act in a high-profile manner, and let others realize your strength and value, so as to deter Xiaoxiao.

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

Especially just appreciating antiques, Luo didn't know how to keep a low profile, if he wanted to show his ability to think, then he would definitely show his seven hidden threes.

Hearing Luo's words, the elder's eyes narrowed slightly, and he did not 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, which the elder spent about fifteen years collecting, and in order to get these six antiquities collections, I don't know how many subordinates were buried.

Four of the collections have completed 80% of the appreciation, while the remaining two collectibles have almost zero appreciation.

These two collectibles were knives and strange pots, and originally, it was already difficult for the elders to ask Luo to tell the name and origin of the collection.

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

There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell to break into.

At this moment, Kuli has already regarded Luo as a dead man, although he was not killed with his own hands, but it is enough.

As the elders fell silent, the basement fell silent.

The white light was as bright as day, as if under the dazzling sun, but there was a chill swirling around.

The elder suddenly raised his cane, pointed at the pile of human bones next to the black giant dog, and said indifferently, "These are professionals who claim to be masters of connoisseurship, you shouldn't want to be one of them, right?"

Meteor Street has a close working relationship with the gang, and it is not difficult to tie up the connoisseurs for the elders, and these connoisseurs eventually become food for the black giant dogs.

The miserable white bones are proof of their existence, and the faint white bones are an indictment of powerlessness and misery.

It's not that they're in vain, it's that the elders are too demanding, and perhaps from the very beginning, the arrival of these people has doomed them to death.

Luo silently looked at the pile of bones, it turned out that they were all professionals who appreciated antiquities, pitiful as they were, they met a ruthless person who disregarded life, too weak and powerless to resist, and finally became the ration of the monster.

"Can we start?"

Luo smiled, his face was relaxed, he knew that the elder wanted him to retract his arrogant words a little better, but he didn't appreciate it at all.

The elder's eyes slowly opened, silently put away the crutches, said no more, and said in a deep voice: "Let's start." ”

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

He stood in front of the stone statue of Mu Monkey, pretending to think, but in fact he was thinking about what reason he was going to find to touch the collection.

The elder looked at Luo's back, his eyes gradually became cold, he had been in contact with many connoisseurship professionals, and knew some steps and preparations for connoisseurship.

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

The elder gestured to Kuli, who nodded slightly, walked over and removed the glass cover from the stone statue of Mu Monkey and gently set it aside.

Luo was slightly stunned 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 Monkey.

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

Appreciating antiquities requires a close touch of the hand, which is a necessary step, and hand cleansing is a preparatory ritual before this step.

This is a preparatory ritual that every master connoisseur will do before appreciating antiquities, that is, wiping his hands with a pure white silk scarf or pure white silk to show his attention and solemn attitude.

Of course, amateur connoisseurs are aware of this preparation ritual, but most will dispense with it.

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

Clean hands...?

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

Do you have to wear white gloves so as not to contaminate the precious antiques?

Luo Si flickered, withdrew 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 need to wear white gloves like the earth, he chose to answer vaguely when he responded, which was Luo Envoy's cleverness.

Judging from the tone of the elder, the other party has become very unhappy for some reason, and if he directly answers without gloves, if he answers wrong, it is estimated that he will be in great trouble.

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

Gloves, water, or even disinfectant, it doesn't matter what, as long as the elder is careful, he will naturally take the initiative to hand it over.

Hearing Luo's words, the elder's cold gaze slowed 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 handed over by Kuli, Luo Er took it without saying a word, and at the same time connected the silk scarf and the 'clean hands' to think about it, and quickly came to a conclusion.

Literally, clean hands!

Luo calmly wiped his hands, and at the same time watched the elder's reaction, seeing that the other party's expression did not change much, he was relieved.

You guessed it...

This elder feels very perverted in some way.

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

Law turned his back to the elder and pointed his middle finger at Kulibi, which was a kind of learning to put Marza's international greeting gesture into practice.

Kuli's eyes shrank, and he couldn't hold back the killing intent, thus revealing a little.

Luo Ze indifferently stretched out to the Mu Monkey Stone Statue, and at the same time, the elder's gaze became cold again, containing the meaning of complete disregard for life, but this time, his gaze fell on Kuli.

Ku Li's body trembled slightly, he lowered his head and took a few steps back, and the leaked killing intent instantly converged.

"Sample. ”

Luo pursed his lips and pressed his hand on the Mu Monkey Stone Statue, and all kinds of information about the Mu Monkey Stone Statue were displayed in his consciousness through the white smoke font.