Lin Jie waited outside for a while before the door finally opened slowly.
Meanwhile, Lao Wang, whom Wang Zhong had not seen for a long time, was wearing a loose black robe with complicated golden patterns and edges. He did not wear his trademark mask, revealing his old face that was covered in ferocious scars. He gave Wang Zhong a respectful and warm smile from behind the door.
This wasn't the first time Lin Jie had seen Wang Erde's true face. In fact, when they first met, Wang Erde wasn't wearing a mask.
However, Lin Jie didn't judge a book by its cover. He still chose to give Old Wang some chicken soup for the soul and enthusiastically recommended the first book, "Resurrection" to him.
Wang Erde opened the door wider and gestured for Lin Jie to enter. He cautiously said, "Boss Lin, why are you here?"
"There's something I want to talk to you about, but you haven't come to borrow books from me recently. I just hired a new assistant to help me look after the store, so I had some free time, so I came myself."
Lin Jie smiled and walked through the door.
"I hope I didn't disturb you by visiting?"
Wang Erde hurriedly waved his hand. "No, no, it's my honor to have you come in person."
Lin Jie smiled. "That's good. To be honest, you live a little far away. I almost thought I'd have to take the bus for three to four hours."
Wang Erde closed the door. He couldn't help but think, I clearly saw you appear at my door without making a sound. Remember this: http://m.9biquge.com
He laughed dryly and explained, "You know, I need a more secluded environment."
Lin Jie agreed. "I understand. If you don't have a good environment to do this kind of research, it'll be more troublesome. I know this very well."
Wang Erde thought of the bookstore's remote location and nodded thoughtfully.
Lin Jie chatted with Wang Erde for a while, but his eyes couldn't help but be attracted by the old man's clothes.
The robe looked mysterious and quaint, like a mage's robe. It was the kind of robe that ordinary people couldn't wear.
Hmm … Could this be Lao Wang's pajamas?
Haha, this old man is already so old, but he still has a chuunibyou heart. However, men are all youths until death, so Lin Jie deeply understands.
Wang Erde suddenly felt Boss Lin's gaze sweep past his robe, which represented Dark Emperor Augustus's faction. Then, Boss Lin cast a meaningful and friendly gaze at him.
Lin Jie was afraid that his gaze would be mistaken for prejudice, so he praised, "Old Wang, your taste in clothes is really good."
Wang Erde's heart skipped a beat. Was he implying that his teacher was not bad and that he had chosen the right teacher?!
A bold guess that had once surfaced in his mind once again.
Boss Lin was indeed acquainted with the teacher!
Wilde thought of the book that seemed to depict a bizarre world filled with magic, connecting the rules of life and death. It was difficult for him to understand "Void Nirvana".
Back then, the owner of the bookstore had once said that the book was written by a giant.
However … Augustus was the last descendant of the giants who had survived from the First Epoch. Apart from him, there were no other giants in this world.
Therefore, either the book had existed since the First Epoch, or it was written by Augustus. Perhaps … Just like how Wang Erde had given his proudest creation to the owner of the bookstore, Augustus had also given his proudest creation to Lin Jie.
Regardless of which, the owner of the bookstore seemed to be even more mysterious. It was like layers of fog, making it impossible to see what the mystery behind it was.
Perhaps … it was a real god.
Wang Erde's mouth was dry from his own guess. Filled with shock, he guided Lin Jie to sit down and poured a cup of water for himself and Lin Jie. He drank a few mouthfuls to calm down.
He put down the cup and decided to make his position clear. He said cautiously, "Thank you for your praise. I think so too. This piece of clothing has a very special meaning to me. It represents the most important period of my life. No matter what, I will never forget it."
Lin Jie nodded. So that was how it was. He had kept it from his youth until now to commemorate his second birthday.
What a sentimental Old Wang. Sigh, no wonder he was deceived by his own child.
He believed that such a person wouldn't help the evildoer.
If he really came into contact with the Blood Feast organization, then he must have been forced or had other plans.
In Lin Jie's view, Old Wang's demeanor was more likely to be the latter.
Wang Erde carefully observed Lin Jie's demeanor. He saw that his face seemed to soften a little and vaguely agreed with him. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Did you come to me because of my unauthorized decision?"
Lin Jie leaned forward slightly and put his hands on his knees habitually. He said seriously, "Yes, you have something to do with the Blood Feast again, right? Have you forgotten how I advised you in the beginning? "
Wang Erde said solemnly, "In fact, I want to use their gathering this time to develop them into customers of the bookstore and your believers."
“？”
"Wait."
Lin Jie stretched out his hand and couldn't help but ask, "My believers?"
Wang Erde realized that he had misspoken. The owner of the bookstore never said that he needed believers. He had always recommended books to customers to guide them out of the past and regain a new life.
What really made him understand Lin Jie's intention was the Corpse Feast Cult's Ritual. It was because of the various sacrificial rituals described in this book.
The so-called sacrificial ritual must have a sacrificial object. The way the book described it was so cruel and tyrannical. If the sacrificial object was a god, then it must be an evil god.
And Boss Lin, who wrote this book, undoubtedly held the position of a priest.
But in fact, Wang Erde's guess was that the two were one … That was why he accidentally said it now.
"Cough, cough, I mean … believers of books."
Wang Erde covered his mouth and coughed a few times. Then he said with a firm gaze, "I have been receiving your help all this time. I thought about it, a mere gargoyle is not enough to repay you. But everything material seems so insignificant.
So, I decided to carry out your idea and let these people who have gone astray find the true meaning of life. Let them also listen to your teachings! "
"…"
Lin Jie's gaze was complicated. He didn't expect that Old Wang would rejoin the Blood Feast for this reason.
No, no, no, this couldn't be called "rejoining". This was "infiltrating" the inner circle to instigate a rebellion and disintegrate the group!
This, this was really too much awareness!
Boss Lin was very moved. He felt that his two years of chicken soup were not in vain.
But this matter was indeed too dangerous for someone of Old Wang's age, so he decided to persuade him again.
Lin Jie advised earnestly, "Old Wang, it's good that you have this intention, but …"
His gaze focused, looking over Old Wang's shoulder and falling behind the partition wall of the room.
A pool of dark red blood was flowing on the floor …
"But what is that?"
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