Food Hunter

　　 Kulolo explained Luo's value, and the elder's response was plain, with only a short "I know".

　　 Then, the elder stretched out a slightly thin hand toward Luo.

　　 Without Kuroro's reminder, Luo walked over calmly and put the hand of the omen on the elder's hand, then stepped back three steps, keeping a distance of more than one meter from the elder.

　　 One meter two, this is a safe distance between people. It will neither appear obtrusive nor unpleasant to strangers. Luo chose a distance of no more than two meters and more than one meter.

　　 This distance is the distance that Luo can directly attack the elder. If the situation is not right, he will attack the elder without hesitation.

　　 As long as the elder’s heart is stripped with the power of the “hand of God”, and then used as a threat, it is a condition for relief.

　　 After the elder took the hand of the bad omen, he did not look closely at it for the first time, but looked at Luo and said hoarsely: "You are very similar to Kulolo."

　　 Luo shook his head when he heard the words, smiled and said, "I am obviously more handsome than him, where is it?"

　　 Kuroro glanced at him and said nothing.

　　 There was a little commotion among the crowd, but the elder raised his hand, so the commotion instantly calmed down, but the atmosphere was obviously different.

　　 The smile on Luo's face did not stop at all because of this. At the moment of the commotion, a dozen cold eyes looked over, like a spotlight. It is a real honor.

　　 This kind of change that is enough to stir up nerves will stimulate any person whose psychological quality is not good enough, and Luo is still calm as a virgin.

　　 "I don't mean looks." The elder looked at Luo and corrected Luo's mistake.

　　 "If it's not what looks like, where do I look like Kuroro?" Luo shrugged, thinking that the elder is so real.

　　 The elder said coldly: "You are not chaotic and calm when you are in a dangerous situation. In this regard, you two are very similar, especially in the same age."

　　 "That's how it is." Luo pretended to have a suddenly realized look, meaning that it is dangerous now?

　　 The elder probably didn't care about Luo's thoughts at all. After he finished speaking, he took the hand of bad omen and looked at it.

　　 The eyes under the shadow of the cloak showed a light of interest, and the hand that lacked moisture kept rubbing against the hand of bad omen. The gentle movement seemed to caress a young beauty.

　　 After a while, the elder lowered his head and asked: "What is this?"

　　 Luo calmly replied: "This wooden hand is called the hand of ominous omen, and it is an object of faith that the Lilit tribe needs to perform a certain ritual."

"Lilit tribe? I have heard and knew that this dying tribe has a belief, but I don't know what it is. It turned out to be this wooden hand." The elder's lifeless tone was dyed with vitality, and it seemed to be coming. Intrigued.

　　 Luo did not rush to explain, but waited for the elders to continue to ask questions.

　　 There is a difference between active interpretation and passive interpretation, and this difference is very important at this moment.

　　 After Culuo Luo explained Luo's value, he seemed to have erased his sense of existence. He stood quietly on the side. If Luo took a wrong step, he would have nothing to do with him and watched Luo go to demise quietly.

　　 However, from the current point of view, although Luo has not completely entered the safe area, it is not far off, as long as Luo is not so casual.

　　 "Why does the Lilit clan carve so many eyes on the wooden hand?" After a while, the elder asked again.

　　 Luo continued to explain: "This represents [gazing]. The people of the Lilit tribe believe that the bad omen gods receive their will through their eyes."

　　 "Interesting, what is the so-called ceremony?" The elder slowly raised his head and looked at Luo.

　　'S indifferent gaze, as if looking at a dead thing instead of looking at a life.

　　 This is what Luo Cong felt in the eyes of the elders.

　　 "It's a curse." Luo's expression on his face remained unchanged, and he replied: "The people of the Lilit tribe crushed their fingers and poured them on the hands of the bad omen, praying that the omen **** would bring disaster to the hatred."

The elder was silent for a moment, and then quickly glanced at Kuroro, and said coldly: "I like this thing very much, so I left it, but it has broken three fingers. I am very dissatisfied with this, so I gave it to You have a chance."

　　Kulolo brought Luo to him and brought him a good antiquities. He could have forgotten the past, but the bad omen hand broke three fingers, which lost its value so much that he didn't want to let him go so easily.

　　 Cook’s death is nothing to him. Just find a substitute to come in and talk to the gang. You still have to take care of Kuli’s feelings.

　　 However, a broken antiquities alone is not enough.

　　 The smile on Luo's face slowly faded. Perhaps there is one thing that he and Kulolo are really similar, that is, he doesn't like being controlled by others everywhere, but the situation is better than people now.

　　 Tolerate for a while, wait until the ability of thinking is diligent, and then there will be the capital for reckless behavior.

　　 "What opportunity?" Luo looked at the elder.

　　 The elder stood up slowly on the crutches. His legs are still in good working order, so the value of the crutches is mostly used to decorate the facade.

　　 "Follow me."

　　 After the elder stood up, he didn't say what the opportunity was, and he took the hand of omen and walked directly towards the bottom of the stairs.

　　 Ku Li and the other man, who stood beside the elder before, glanced at Luo coldly, and followed behind the elder.

　　 Luo directly ignored the cold gaze, and while following the three of them, he kept thinking about the next steps in his heart.

　　 He must keep an eye on the elders at all times, and always look for opportunities to do it right away. This is a second hand.

　　 The elder walked to the bottom of the stairs and pressed a square stone brick on the wall. With a click, the stone brick sank inward, and there was a rumbling sound from the ground, accompanied by the sharp sound of gears turning.

　　 "The basement? It seems to be taking me to see the collection. It's similar to what Kuroro thought, but if I can't perform well, I won't be able to come up for a while."

Romer thought silently, with no worries but joy, with white smoke fonts to help out. His appreciation level is not an exaggeration to say that he is a master. The question that should be considered should be how to absorb the thoughts on antiques in front of the three of them. .

　　 After all, the three of them are capable of thinking. Although they usually don't deliberately condense the qi on the eyes, if they are seen when they absorb the mind, it will be troublesome.

　　 Of course, provided that this guy's collection is of good quality.

　　 Luo followed the three elders and walked down the stairs, while Kulolo stood there watching them go down~www.ltnovel.com~ and did not follow them together.

　　 After the door on the ground was closed again, the corner of Kulolo's mouth shook out. He was roughly aware of the elder's consideration standards. If Luo's level of appreciation was high enough, he could easily survive.

　　 After all... the elders not only value the collections, but also the talents who can appreciate the antiquities, but even if Luo can survive this time, there will be a lot of trouble waiting for him in the future.

　　 Of course, Kuroro can foresee these troubles, but he will not take the initiative to tell Luo, and he also doesn't know whether Luo's appreciation level is true.

　　 "Can you come out, I am looking forward to it."

　　...

　　The stairs leading to the basement are not short and spiral.

　　 Luo deliberately counted it, a full seventy-two steps.

After 　　 walked to the end, the elder's men turned on the light, the light was very bright, and the basement was dazzling.

　　 This powerful light should be to be able to see the collection more clearly, and to be able to see the elder's love for the collection.

　　 Luo stood at the back, daring not to act rashly to gather the qi in his eyes, after all, the three elders would read.

　　 He only observed the situation in the basement with his naked eyes. After seeing it clearly, his heart gradually became turbulent.

　　 There is a black giant dog lying in the corner, a pair of cold beast eyes staring at him quietly, and the human bones beside the giant dog are piled up into a small mountain.

　　 Luo shuddered, silently retracted his gaze, and turned to the collection.

　　 "Six collections, two of them are thoughtful."

　　 Even without focusing the Qi on the eyes, the treasure hunting instrument-like feeling of finding the hand of a bad omen in the landfill area reappeared, like a guiding light, directly pointing out the target.

　　 Luo smiled faintly, and ignored the slightly weird giant black dog.