As a web novelist who had failed all year round, Ling Ping'an cherished every single one of his readers.
Because they were the ones who fed and clothed him.
Similarly, as the owner of a bookstore with poor business, he valued every single customer.
Therefore, he had already made countless drafts in his mind.
He had already prepared private customized services for all kinds of customers.
To put it simply, it was to speak the language of the people and speak the language of the ghosts!
Everything was done with the thought that the customers would be satisfied and the goal was to take the money out of their pockets!
Therefore, when he saw this customer, who was dressed strictly according to ancient traditions, Ling Ping'an immediately used the etiquette he had learned when he was young. He cupped his hands and bowed, "Customer, welcome to my shop!"
As he said that, he cupped his hands and made an inviting gesture.
… …
Liu Zhi looked at the figure in front of him.
In his head made of fog, the fire in his eye sockets burned fiercely.
It seemed to be saying, "Here comes a new sacrifice!"
Liu Zhi swallowed his saliva and looked behind him.
It was a door that seemed to be made of some kind of colorless glass.
When Ancestral Gragon was around, the Shaofu had produced this kind of glass in large quantities.
It was usually a by-product of the manufacture of the Terracotta Army.
Even today, when Ancestral Gragon disappeared and a large number of the Shaofu's crafts were lost.
The technique of making this kind of glass was still passed down. Outside Chang'an City, there were several workshops that specialized in making this kind of glass and sold it to the nobles and rich merchants in the city.
However, the furnishings behind the door made Liu Zhi tremble with fear.
In the corner of a wooden counter, a kitten was lying on it.
The psionic power wrapped around its body fully showed how powerful it was.
After Liu Zhi compared it, he found that even the three Qilins worshiped in the ancestral temple of the Xinghan Dynasty were not as powerful as the psionic power of this kitten.
Beside the kitten, who was sleeping on the ground, was an object that the Mo Family had created or something else.
Beside that thing, the Taotie with the head of a sheep and the face of a human opened its eyes.
The shadows of monsters were reflected on the ground.
Further away, an unimaginably terrifying abyss stood at the other end.
A thick liquid slowly flowed at its edge.
Pairs of evil eyes that made Liu Zhi afraid opened and closed one after another.
"Please!" The monster before Zhang Xuan extended his hand in invitation.
His hand looked very thin, and the skin on his arm was a little too white — perhaps a little whiter than the skin of the concubines in the palace!
Liu Zhi took a deep breath. He had no choice but to nod. Then, he mustered up his courage and asked the monster, "Sir, do you sell books here?" He raised his head and looked at the plaque that had been simplified or deliberately written like this.
He saw countless pairs of eyes staring at him from the signboard. They seemed to be very dissatisfied with his question.
"Yes!" The monster said softly, "I sell books here!"
"They sell all kinds of books!"
"As long as the customer wants it, I have it here!"
"If it really doesn't work, our restaurant also accepts reservation services!"
As he spoke, he brought Liu Zhi into his shop.
Liu Zhi did not dare not go in.
This was because he could feel that something had slipped into the depths of the fog from the signboard.
Therefore, he knew that he couldn't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit.
In that case, the host would be angry.
If the master was angry, how could the servants dare to slack off?
When did the servants of his aunt's house not beat dozens of ignorant people to death?
As soon as he entered the shop, Liu Zhi clearly felt layers of pressure coming from all directions.
The Black Dragon blood in his body actually became extremely quiet in the face of this pressure.
And there was only one possibility in this situation.
That was, the Black Dragon bloodline had encountered something far stronger than him.
In other words, in this terrifying bookstore, there were countless monsters that were even more terrifying than his adult bloodline.
The monster strolled leisurely in the bookstore. He brought Liu Zhi to a place that seemed to be for guests. Then, he picked up a cup made of unknown material, put a few tea leaves in it, and walked to a machine that looked very likely to be created by the Mo family. He pressed a button, and hot water flowed out.
Then, he carried the cup of tea, walked in front of Liu Zhi, and handed it over. "Customer, please have some tea!"
Liu Zhi took the tea in a daze.
The golden tea leaves floated in the teacup, and the dense spirit energy rose like immortal mist.
Just by smelling it, Liu Zhi knew the value of this cup of tea!
Legend had it that the Ancestral Dragon had once gathered the seven most powerful alchemists in the world and the three most powerful legendary powerhouses of the Yin-Yang School to gather the spirit herbs and divine medicines in the world to refine a furnace of immortal pills.
If a mortal consumed it, they would immediately be reborn and have the potential to cultivate.
If a cultivator consumed it, it would have the magical effect of increasing their cultivation and prolonging their lifespan!
However, the cup of tea in his hand now probably already had 60% of the effect of the furnace of immortal pills that the Ancestral Dragon had refined with the power of the world!
This shocked Liu Zhi and made him extremely nervous.
In order to escape, he hid in the fog.
The owner of this bookstore, the monster in the fog, not only did not blame him for entering rashly, but also treated him with such a magical cup of tea.
So …
What did he want?
Liu Zhi remembered that when he was very young, his mother had told him that there was a price to pay for everything.
Therefore, in order to make him the crown prince, he took the initiative to marry his father\'s sister.
He made his cousin, who was six or seven years older than him, become his crown princess.
At that time, he was only four years old.
However, he was smart enough to say, "If I can take cousin Jiao as my wife, I will have a golden house as decoration in the future."
Look, even he, the prince of the Xinghan Dynasty, the most favored child of his father.
He also had to pay such a price to ascend to the position of crown prince.
Now, the fog protected him. The monster let him in and even gave him a cup of divine tea.
What did he want?
To sell books?
It was not that simple!
However, Liu Zhi did not dare to ask directly. So, he thought for a moment and said, "Can you let me see your collection of books?"
As the monster listened, laughter came from the depths of the fog. He was still calm and relaxed. "Customer, please wait for a moment..."
As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the silent abyss.
His footsteps stepped on the floor.
Liu Zhi could clearly feel that all the monsters in this bookstore were avoiding him, but they were also protecting him.
Just like the panda-men guards who swore to protect him in the Sixian Garden.
"So..." Liu Zhi thought, "Have I come to... the lair of a terrifying evil god ruler?"
The Xinghan Dynasty had research and knowledge about the evil gods in the chaos.
Most of this research and knowledge came from the various materials excavated from the ruins of the Immortal Qin Empire.
In those materials, there was a general consensus among the wise men of the Immortal Qin Empire: the evil gods of chaos were monsters born after human spirit and desire were projected into the void.
Therefore, Pervert, Tzeentch, Khorne, and Nurgle.
They corresponded to desire, conspiracy, hatred, and disease.
Then …
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