Ordinary people could not see the resentment, but they could generally feel the effects of the Resentment Powder.
Haunted house, haunted house, haunted …
There would always be a small group of people who would come into contact with the place where the resentment remained, and then they would feel an inexplicable chill in their body. There would always be eyes peeping in the dark, and there seemed to be all kinds of noises in their ears. That was actually the effect of the resentment on ordinary people.
In the eyes of modern people, these invisible and untouchable existences were defined as ghosts.
Compared to the more aggressive and fatal resentment, these less influential resentments were not worth mentioning. For example, places like haunted houses, other than psychics, would not be so bored to deal with them.
Generally speaking, resentment would basically affect ordinary people, especially in close contact.
However, the black field emitted by the music score almost swallowed Cloba, but Cloba did not seem to be affected at all. He was still talking and laughing with the guests.
The aura was like countless pairs of women's hands caressing Cloba's body.
"The Dark Sonata will only affect the people around it when it is performed. It seems that this music score is very likely to be the second Dark Sonata."
When Cloba walked towards the exhibition cabinet, Law noticed that although the black field was uncomfortable, it did not have the slightest intention of attack. And from the performance of the others, they were not affected biologically.
Based on this point, Law did not stop Cloba from approaching the black field.
In fact, he also hoped that the black field would attack Cloba, so that this appreciation convention would end early and ruin the exploration team plan. After that, he could remove the resentment for Cloba and get Cloba's gratitude. It was killing two birds with one stone.
"I want to enrich this area as soon as possible. I may have to rely on you in the future."
Cloba patted the exhibition cabinet gently. In the newly opened area, there were only three shabby antiques. If he wanted to enrich it as soon as possible, he could only start with a well-known collector. After all, he was not interested in ordinary objects.
Hearing Cloba's words, the guests laughed good-naturedly.
Following that, Cloba introduced the origins of the three music scores. Just as Luo had guessed, the music score that emitted the black field was one of the Solo of Darkness. It was a piano solo version.
Law has the harp version of the solo. If he can get this piano version of the solo, he will have two copies.
As for the other two recitals, one was a flute solo, which would overlap with the melody of the original character, and the other was a violin solo. There was still no news about either of them.
"I have to think of a way to get it."
Luo stared at the score in the exhibition cabinet and thought silently. Regardless of what would happen if he collected the four recitals, he would absorb the resentment on the piano version of the recitals and the resentment on the antiques in the branch library.
There were 21 pieces in the left side of the library and 17 pieces in the right side of the library, including the recitals, for a total of 38 pieces. Currently, the average value was exactly 75%. If he absorbed these pieces, he would be able to increase it by about 1%.
After the short introduction, Cloba led everyone down the stairs and prepared to head to the main event of the day, which was the main hall of the O 'Hara Museum.
The crowd went down the stairs in an orderly manner. Sa Ling found Law's strangeness and thought about it.
The way he stared at the music score was like a pervert who had seen a naked woman. His desire was incomparably strong.
However, people in the industry knew very well that Cloba would never throw things out. It was harder to buy things from Cloba than to reach the sky.
Downstairs, out of the museum, they went to the main hall in the middle.
Compared with the two branches, the main hall was taller and covered a larger area.
After entering the main library, what entered his eyes was a structure that was different from the branch library. If he had to describe it, it gave him the feeling of an ancient library. It was as if the scene in the game had been forcefully moved to reality.
"Welcome to my Holy Land."
Cloba opened his arms and a carefree smile appeared on his face.
On the open flat ground, bookshelves extended upward in a circular manner. Ancient books were neatly arranged. At a glance, there were at least thousands of books, and some of them were precious lone copies.
An unimaginable amount of knowledge was stored in the museum made by the thousand-year-old ancient tree.
Law looked at the many books and suddenly recalled the experience of being thrown into the study by Lin Nie for a year. He only felt emotional and even had the idea of reading all the books here.
"Master Cloba, how many lone copies are there in so many books?" A beautiful and sexy female reporter asked.
Cloba snapped his fingers and smiled: "One hundred and eight books, can you imagine the preciousness of this number?"
For a layman, it is naturally impossible to imagine the huge value hidden in this number. Lone copies of ancient books and ordinary collections have an essential difference in value and cannot be confused.
Without waiting for the reporter to answer, Cloba looked at the guests, or to be precise, looked at the light red wooden box in Law's hand, and said: "I have too many books, and there is no end to the introduction. Let's get straight to the point. I think everyone has brought good things today."
The guests all brought their collections here by hand, and then they will be displayed here. If there is an intention to trade, they can also throw it out on the spot.
Parknoda quietly observed the structure of the main museum. In the three museums, there was no security system on the surface, but it would be unreasonable if there was no high-end security system in a place with so many precious collections.
In order not to attract attention, the accompanying bald man did not bring any collections.
Parknoda was observing the environment, and Law was observing her.
At this time, Cloba pointed at Law and smiled: "Luo Xian, I don't want to wait a moment, please come over here."
Law …?
In the crowd, Parknoda was slightly surprised, but soon calmed down. She had seen all the guests at the scene, and it must be someone with the same name.
The bodyguards of the O 'Hara Museum brought in a long table covered with a red cloth and a pile of white gloves.
Law came out of the crowd and calmly walked towards Cloba.
He was the first to be called. After all, it was a good opportunity for promotion, and he could also take the opportunity to sell these two collections at a high price.
You know, among the guests present, there are basically people who are not short of money, and there are many people with high identification skills. With so many people, the authenticity of the antiques is also guaranteed.
Parknoda saw that the person called Law was the perverted bearded man, and her heart was slightly relieved. It was indeed someone with the same name.
Cloba saw Law coming over and immediately said to the guests excitedly: "Let me introduce you, this is Luo Xian, the founder of the Luo Ling Museum, and also a veteran hunter who travels in dangerous ruins. Countless antiques were excavated by him."
The slightly exaggerated introduction made everyone's eyes like a spotlight, and they fell on Law. For a while, their expressions were different.
In the eyes of people who like to collect antiques, there are only advantages and no disadvantages to being on good terms with a veteran hunter, but Law's appearance and clothes were still a bit dazzling in the eyes of the celebrities.
However, among this group of guests, there are still some people who look at Law with the intention of making friends.
As long as they are not stupid, they want to make friends with a skilled hunter.
"What he brought today is definitely a treasure you can't imagine. That is Ersecco's farewell letter, and the truth that has been hidden in history!"
The excitement on Cloba's face did not seem to be fake, but in the eyes of the insiders, there is a hidden meaning in praising Law.
Mickey and Angie both know that the authenticity of the brush and the letter that Law brought over needs to be investigated, and Cloba exaggerates in front of everyone, if the things are fake, the consequences are self-evident …
Law also felt something from Cloba's deliberately flattering introduction, but he is not afraid at all.
In essence, collectors do hate the existence of fakes.
Hearing Cloba's words, the guests who know about Ersecco were surprised. They have never heard of Ersecco's farewell letter, and it involves the truth …
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