The urban area of the provincial capital is vast, which is equivalent to five or six y cities. There is a lot of traffic. Su Yang takes a taxi and looks at the traffic jam. He doubts his life.

Seeing Su Yang's anxiety, the driver said, "guys, is it your first time to the provincial capital? It's good to be used to it every day. "

"I'll get off at the front." Su Yang saw a hotel not far in front of him. When he arrived at the provincial capital, he settled down where he lived, changed his clothes, and then went to shangguanbing.

After getting off near the hotel, Su Yang settled the bill, entered the hotel, opened the room, took a hot bath and arranged for the waiter to buy a new suit.

After lunch, when Su Yang plans to have a rest, he stares his eyes and says in a deep voice: "the mark of divine sense, the ruby of pigeon's blood has been stolen."

Su Yang opened the window directly, jumped out, ran along the direction of the sign, and finally came to a private museum. It seemed that the scale was OK. The sign of the sign was very strong, which meant that the pigeon blood ruby was in it.

Su Yang took out his cell phone, dialed Lin Yaru's phone, and asked: "pigeon blood ruby lost, you know?"

Lin Yaru, who received the phone call, was extremely shocked that the pigeon blood ruby was indeed lost. When she found it lost this morning, she immediately called the police and arranged for people to look around.

"How do you know? I didn't want to tell you. I didn't want you to worry. " Lin Yaru said.

Su Yang said: "I know where the pigeon blood ruby is. You don't have to look for it. After I get it, I'll arrange someone to send it back to you."

After hanging up the phone, Su Yang bought a ticket and entered the museum.

Some of them are similar to the combination of Chinese and Western styles. The style of decoration is quite grand. Su Yang follows the crowd inside and looks around. Finally, Su Yang determines that the pigeon blood ruby is in the underground vault. Now it's day time. There are too many people to start with, so he can only wait for the night.

In order to plan for the evening, Su Yang pretends to be a tourist and goes around.

Porcelain, calligraphy, painting, sculpture and other modern works of art are placed in different areas according to their categories. All the things are authentic. Su Yang is a bit of a smack in the tongue. He has the ability to open private museums. He is definitely a super rich man with a value of several billion or even tens of billions.

Just as Su Yang was about to leave, he found a simple ring in the counter next to him. It was simple in shape, with strange patterns and a layer of rust on the surface. The sign beside it said that it was a bronze ring with a history of thousands of years.

Su Yang swept it with his divine sense, and he felt ecstatic. This is the storage ring, which is owned by practitioners. Su Yang tried to keep his mood calm, and then looked around. There were a lot of tourists and a lot of staff.

Su Yang waved, called a staff member, pointed to the ring and said: "is this for sale?"

The staff shook their heads and said, "excuse me, sir. It's not for sale."

"Can you show it to me?" Su Yang asked.

"No way."

Fuck!

Storage ring is a standard accessory for practitioners. After Su Yang plans to improve his strength, he finds materials and refines one by himself. Unexpectedly, when he meets it now, how can he let it go?

"Call your curator and I'll ask him." Su Yang said.

"Even if the curator comes, it's not for sale." The staff continued.