Seeing it a little familiar, Su Mo thought for a moment and recalled the opera performance a week ago.

In the VIP passage at Goles Grand Theater, an old gentleman Su Mo once met, wearing a similar ring on his hand.

After walking a few steps forward, he approached and read the antique introduction to the glass surface.

The Ring of Pious, the logo ring of the devout believers of the Shusheng Sect, an old style from 250 years ago.

This thing seems to be given to devout believers by the regional bishop of the Shusheng Sect.

Speaking of which, the capital behind the Purple Rose Antique Exhibition is so amazing! Even the Pious Ring of Shusheng Sect can be obtained!

This kind of religious antique is definitely recycled by the Shusheng Sect. Even if it is just a show, it must be reclaimed.

The Shusheng Sect has many followers, spreading all over the world, and is basically a unified belief. The influence of other small sects is not even as good as its destiny.

You should know that during the Arden Empire, the divine power was even higher than the imperial power. Although with the development of technology, the Shusheng Sect gradually declined.

But it is still one of the world's top and most influential forces.

The Purple Rose Antique Exhibition can actually display the Ring of Piousness in public, which can only be said to be amazing.

Su Mo took a sip of hot tea and his eyes turned to a golden statue on the other side.

This is a statue of the angel of judgment. Six pairs of wings extending behind it. In its hand, a giant storm sword was held. There were countless thorns wrapped around the sword's edge, as if it would be cut off in the next second.

The antique introduction reads.

Sin thorns, pain dawn...

There were a few antique lovers next to them, who walked and watched while walking towards them.

"The purple rose is really amazing, and many heavyweight antiques have been taken out to display!"

A bald old man looked intoxicated, and he turned around the glass cover of the Ring of Devotion.

Holding a magnifying glass in your hand, and using it from time to time to observe the details of the ring.

"Look at this delicate relief, carved in an area as big as a thumbnail, the twelve angels carved are lifelike! Tsk tsk..."

He couldn't help but exclaim.

"Yes, the old guy from more than 200 years ago had great skills at that time..."

A middle-aged man wearing glasses next to him was also constantly admiring that he was a teacher in the archaeology department of Hailar Comprehensive College and liked antiques.

Su Mo listened to their discussion and slowly moved his position.

There are fewer people nearby when switching from one corner to another because it is an exhibition area for cold weapons in ancient times and there are fewer enthusiasts.

There are many people in the jewelry exhibition area and oil painting exhibition area next to it. On one side, most of them are ladies dressed in gorgeous and elegant temperament. On the other side, most of them are middle-aged painters with a melancholy temperament.

The people on both sides together account for about two-fifths of the entire antique exhibition.

Su Mo glanced at the ancient weapons.

Gold-carved decorative longbow, knight's gun broken into two sections, snake-belly steel helmet...

Su Mo is quite interested in this.

He lifted the teacup and took a sip of hot tea.

A middle-aged man walked over next to him, and his direction was the jewelry exhibition area.

This man has an artistic look, with two sexy beards, a small braid on the back of his head, and a blue shirt.

A strong melancholy temperament is revealed.

If it weren't for his ordinary appearance, he would definitely be very popular with women.

Su Mo sniffed and smelled an inexplicable scent, which was very light.

Frowning, he continued to drink tea.

The man in blue walked forward, first standing in front of an oil painting. He touched his beard while admiring the painting, and he looked very versatile.

"Do you like this painting too? This Gillina's gentleness is really a niche among the niches, and the style can be said to be an abstract in the abstract. I thought no one likes it as much as I do."

A young man wearing a yellow felt hat next to him came forward to talk to him, feeling like he met a soulmate.

Gillina's gentleness is all abstract lines, with almost no layers of oil paint on it, just a little bit east and west. Only a few can be roughly seen that the center of the canvas is a woman.

The man in blue just smiled and expressed his approval of his words.

"I personally think that the author of this painting, Zhashi Havas, is a buried painter. He should be called the master of Impressionism, not the so-called famous artists..."

The man in yellow hat continued to speak, and was in a constant momentum.

"What do you think of Zahi Havas?"

He introduced a lot of things in front of him, and finally asked.

The man in blue pointed to his throat and shook his head.

It turns out that he is a mute.

The young man with yellow hat was a little disappointed, but it was good enough to have such a listener.

Half an hour later, many women in the jewelry area left. After all, they were not enthusiasts or professional antique experts.

Patience is relatively limited.

Most of the jewelry here is not sold, unlike the oil paintings that can be sold next to it. They can't get it, and they will be fresh after enjoying it.

The man in blue who was originally in the oil painting area was standing in front of a gem and watching.

This large gem is cut in a step-like manner, which is exactly the heart of the sapphire ocean.

He pinched his beard for a while, then looked around.

After turning around, he stared at the sapphire at the counter, and his right eye gradually showed a trace of black lines.

Slowly, black silk covered the entire eyeball, and at this moment his right eyeball looked like obsidian.

The man in blue blinked.

The heart of the sapphire ocean in the glass cabinet disappeared in the blink of an eye.

With a smile on his face, he continued to walk to several other glass counters.

In just over a dozen seconds, four or five precious gems disappeared without a trace.

The man in blue felt the weight of the sleeve lining, nodded with satisfaction, and walked towards the distance.

"Oh, brother, are you leaving?"

The young man in yellow hat just came back from the bathroom and saw the man in blue leaving, he asked quickly.

The man in blue pointed and pointed at the young man with yellow hat. It means that I, like you, want to go to the bathroom.

The young man with yellow hat understood instantly, and he waved his hand and returned to the group of painters.

The sky outside the venue is blue and the sun is shining.

On the circular square, the marble fountain was splashing with water. Several rectangular flower beds were planted with red and green flowers.

There are also rows of black benches next to it.

A man with a braid walked across the avenue and sat down on a black bench.

Five minutes later, riots came from the venue, and the outside police officers in the square sealed the exit of the venue.

It turned out that jewelry was stolen at the antique exhibition.

Ten minutes later, more than a dozen police cars parked in the open space in the circular square. Dozens of police officers hurriedly got out and ran to the exhibition hall not far away.

The man with a braid looked at the police as anxious as an ant on a hot pan and couldn't help laughing out loud, his voice crisp like a silver bell.

It turns out that he is not a mute!

No, it should be, she is not a mute!

"Oh... they are all idiots~"
Chapter completed!