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Since the thieves came at night, their dreams were not peaceful. The antique shop was a mess, and Qiu Mo's brain was hurt.

Standing on the messy ground with flip-flops, Qiu Mo was stunned. Even his body was stiff.

Right now, her mind was neither where the thief had come from nor when he had come. Instead, it was the broken pieces of antique that she had spent a lot of money to find.

He bent down to pick up the shard from the glass bottle. Just as he held it in his hand, Qiu Mo tossed it away in pain. Looking at the cut on his index finger, all sorts of feelings welled up in his heart.

However, he still kept his cool and roughly estimated the amount of money on the floor to be around 50,000 yuan.

Although they were not real goods, they were still of great value to her. She felt her heart ache for them.

The strange thing was that at the entrance of the antique shop, outside two half-open glass doors, there was a roller shutter, which was installed outside every shop.

Although Qiu Mo loved money ever since she moved to the antique market, she still worked diligently every day. In the face of life, she always took it more seriously than anyone else.

Among the people who lived in this world, their goal was money. Some people fanned the flames for money, some people climbed power for money, some people disregarded their dignity for money, and there were even people who were physically and emotionally exhausted for money.

As for Qiu Mo, for the sake of money, he had been physically and mentally exhausted over the past few days.

Qiu Mo did not touch the things in the antique shop. Instead, he took his cellphone wallet and took a taxi to the police station.

The person receiving Qiu Mo was a fat police officer, Officer Xu. When she saw Qiu Mo's cold face, she asked mechanically, "Did you steal the shop?" Are you sure? Fill in a form first. "

Qiu Mo did not have any experience, so he took the form and filled it in seriously. After filling it in, he returned it to Officer Xu and roughly explained the situation of the antique shop.

However, he did not receive much attention from Officer Xu. Instead, he called his computer and said that he would send a policeman to check the situation in the shop in the morning before he could file a case.

The store had never encountered such a situation before, and Qiu Mo had no idea what was going on. She could only obediently return to the antique shop and wait.

There was no shortage of cases of theft in the antique trading market, but Qiu Mo did not expect this to happen to him one day and was instantly upset.

He walked into the store and opened the door wide, leaving only the roller shutter open.

At this moment, the bronze sword suffused with azure light was quietly lying on the long empty wooden frame. Qiu Mo noticed it and felt surprised.

Lifting his hand to stroke the bronze sword, Qiu Mo felt a slight burn in his touch. Turning his head to look at the window behind him, he felt a little puzzled.

It was only six o'clock in the morning. Although the sun had risen, the scorching sun had yet to pass through the window, let alone cause the bronze sword to burn.

As he thought about this strange situation, he took the bronze sword out of the wooden frame. Holding it in his hand, he felt a sense of warmth.

Qiu Mo put the bronze sword into his bag and couldn't help but feel lucky. In the entire store, this bronze sword seemed to be quite expensive.

It was around 8: 30 in the morning when someone from the police station came. He took a photo of all the corners of the shop before he left.

Qiu Mo did not receive any reply from the police station, but rather, he kept waiting for an answer. The big burden in Qiu Mo's heart was not to be let down.

Just as the people from the police station left, Qiu Mo called the building materials company and found someone to spend money to install a protective net around all the windows in the store.

The roller shutter door and glass door of the shop were locked, so the big rock in his heart was put down.

After working hard all day, Qiu Mo threw himself heavily on the bed. Just as his eyes closed, a call came from the police, telling him to go and get the report.

Looking at the time, it was already 9: 30 in the evening. Although the time was a bit late, Qiu Mo still wore flip-flops and left with his bag.

There were very few taxis on the way, and after Qiu Mo had received her report from the police, the police gave a reply that they had not found any evidence of a stranger in the shop, including prints and prints.

For a moment, even the police station fell into a deadlock.

Qiu Mo had no choice but to carry the useless case report and walk back dispiritedly.

In the evening, there were fewer people at the antique trading center, and even fewer shops with lights on. Perhaps it was because of superstition, but everyone thought that antiques were a little strange, so every family rarely opened their stores at night.

Walking on the street, Qiu Mo felt that the air was abnormally cold. The night breeze was not like the evening breeze, but rather a cool breeze coming from the refrigerator.

Suddenly, Qiu Mo felt someone tugging at his bag from behind. He slowed down his footsteps and all of the hairs on his body stood on their own. He was unable to restrain himself.

The evening wind blew again, and Qiu Mo felt like he had met a ghost. He couldn't help but quicken his pace as he imagined the ghost movies he watched when he was young, and his heart began to feel uneasy.

The road at night was so long. When Qiu Mo walked through one street and entered another, he realized he was just walking around in his original place.

For a moment, he seemed to have understood something. Then, he heard the sound of footsteps coming from behind him. Qiu Mo looked back in fear, like a little kitten that had been provoked by something in an instant.

At some point in time, the end of the road had already been covered by fog, and a human figure vaguely appeared. Qiu Mo subconsciously rubbed his eyes, feeling that it was extremely inconceivable.

Then he raised his hand and pinched the base of his thigh. 'Sss!', it was pain. Real pain.

Wait … Qiu Mo froze for a moment. She seemed to have seen this man in her dreams. He was dressed in ancient clothes with long hair fluttering in the wind. He looked like a fox demon from an anime. The sword hanging by his waist seemed to match the bronze sword.

He raised his hand to feel the bronze sword in the canvas bag. Suddenly, his hand burned as he abruptly retracted his hand.

"Who is it?"

Just as she finished speaking, the figure at the end of the road disappeared in the blink of an eye. Qiu Mo subconsciously turned around and ran back to the antique shop.

He closed the door, locked the window, and locked it. He looked down and found that there was a piece of red powder on his left wrist at some point.

He casually took out a tissue from the bedside cabinet and wiped it off. He discovered that he could not wipe it off. The clear pattern that could be seen with the naked eye appeared extremely strange under the reflection of the light.

The diagram was a circular ring. The inner part of the ring was curved and outlined a pattern that Qiu Mo could not understand. It was like a dragon and a phoenix, yet it also felt sinister and terrifying.

Qiu Mo seemed to have thought of something and took out the bronze sword from his bag. Through the mottled green rust, he saw some lines. For some reason, Qiu Mo felt that the patterns on the bronze sword were somewhat similar to the ones on her wrist.

Perhaps Qiu Mo was overthinking things. What happened today was truly unbelievable. She felt that she must have been extremely tired and was hallucinating.

The wind blew through the window, but Qiu Mo heard the clear sound of the door opening. The long hair that astonishingly appeared on top of his head made Qiu Mo throw away the bronze sword in his hand and jump down from the bed.

Her long hair was alluring, like it was filled with claws. Qiu Mo was extremely terrified, but in her panic she turned off the lights in the room.

The room instantly fell into a deathly silence. Qiu Mo could not forget the hair on the top of his head. Fortunately, he was still holding the phone in his hand. Although the phone's light was faint, it gave Qiu Mo a sense of security.

Moving his feet, Zhang Xuan accidentally kicked the bronze sword on the floor. He bent down to pick it up and held it in his hands.

At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly came on. A small bed was currently leaning against a man with long black hair floating in the air.

The man's eyes were deep, and his face was as cold as ice. The clothes on his body were clean and white, and within the white, there seemed to be a faint blue color.

Qiu Mo felt like he was dreaming. Half of it was fear, and the other half suspicion. Holding onto the bronze sword, he dared not act rashly.

"Who is it!"

The man on the bed cast a glance at Qiu Mo before closing his eyes. After some time, he asked, "You don't know that I am your husband?"

"Husband? What kind of international joke is this! "

Qiu Mo shouted. When he saw the man open his mouth to speak, he was even more shocked and incredulous.

But very quickly, Qiu Mo reacted. He immediately questioned, "You thief, tell me, which movie city are you from? "I'll compensate you with my antiques!"

As Qiu Mo said this, he took out his mobile phone and made a call of 110. Unfortunately, his mobile phone was out of signal at this time.

"Thief?"

The man raised his eyebrows and caught a glimpse of the design on Qiu Mo's left wrist. He was startled for a moment before he laughed mockingly. "This game hasn't even started, yet the misunderstanding has already started. But this is good too. We shouldn't get involved in the future, it's easier for everyone."

After the man finished speaking, he stood up gracefully. In the blink of an eye, the door to the room had been opened and the man had already disappeared.

At this moment, the clock on the wall began to turn again. Qiu Mo's body relaxed and he fell to the ground. Besides his mobile phone, he also had a bronze sword by his side.

Strange, after everything calmed down, Qiu Mo felt his heart begin to feel sad. For some reason, these two people he had never met before made Qiu Mo feel as if they had met somewhere before.

She couldn't remember, and she couldn't understand either. Qiu Mo felt tired, but he didn't dare to climb onto the bed. In the midst of his haziness, his head tilted to the side and he fell asleep on the ground.

The next day, Qiu Mo was woken up by Officer Xu's call, saying that he had found a clue.

After what happened last night, it was hard for Qiu Mo to confirm that everything that happened in the antique shop was stolen. However, he still arranged his emotions and went to the police station.

Officer Xu became even more impatient, explaining to Qiu Mo that a mysterious man had been captured from the surveillance camera of the nearby store. Qiu Mo could not wait to watch the video.

However, he found out that the man in the surveillance camera was not the strange man he saw last night. He was at a loss, but after thinking for a while, he decided to cancel the investigation on the theft at the police station.