"Ah, this is … Did you write this?"
Wang Erde's expression changed, and the way he held the book changed.
He went from being careful to being extremely gentle.
Lin Jie's name was on the cover, and when he thought back to what Lin Jie had said, it was clear that he was recommending his own work.
He looked at the words "Corpse Food Cult Rituals" written on the cover, raised his head, and asked cautiously, "Is this your field of research? Is it about rituals? "
The two words "rituals" were easy to understand, it was about ceremonies and ceremonies.
Corpse Food Cult … It should be a religion, but in A Zier, he had never heard of such a cult.
There were three mainstream religions with large numbers of followers.
The Truth Society that believed in knowledge.
The Dome Church that believed in the Moon.
The Plague Church that believed in the Fog Wall. The first website was m.9biquge. com
As for the other smaller sects, they were scattered and unknown to most people. However, as an adept who often served as a hired thug for various organizations, he was quite familiar with them.
However, Wang Erde was unfamiliar with the name "Corpse Food Cult".
It sounded like a religion that the Ogre Tribe believed in, but if it wasn't, it meant …
The Dark Wizard's heart was shaken.
Scholars were usually in the lawful and good camp, and he had always thought that Lin Jie was at least neutral.
That was why he didn't dare to reveal too much of his identity, and avoided talking about his past.
The kindness of these high-ranking Wizards was often short-lived, and no one knew if the owner of the bookstore was doing a boring experiment on "whether a cruel Dark Wizard could be induced to be good through words."
If he went against the wishes of the high-ranking Wizards, the consequences would be unimaginable.
However, the book written by the owner of the bookstore revealed a deep evil aura, and the author was undoubtedly in the evil camp.
A scholar who researched a taboo topic but had great power was destined to be excluded by the mainstream.
Was this the reason why Lin Jie was in seclusion?!
His heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Lin Jie.
The owner of the bookstore didn't seem to mind the curious gazes of the customers. He smiled and nodded, and with some nostalgia, he said, "Yes, this is part of my research, and it changed my fate …"
Lin Jie sighed, "Forget it, this is something that happened a long time ago, there's no need to talk about it."
A long time ago? Changed fate?
Wang Erde suddenly had a bold guess.
But he carefully observed Lin Jie's expression, in the end, he just carefully touched the pages of the book. He noticed that the book's seal was a bit rough, and he said carefully, "This book seems to be manually bound?"
Lin Jie said Lin Jie said Lin Jie, "There was an accident, and I didn't have time to publish it, so I only to keep this book. But since you're so congenial, I'll lend you this book.. Of course, if you don't trust me, I recommend you... Of course, if you don't trust me, I'll recommend you......".
Before Lin Jie transmigrated, he was a doctoral student and lecturer in folklore.
— — The title "Teacher Lin" had a historical origin, and life coach's chicken soup wasn't learned in a day.
If he hadn't chosen to transmigrate, he would have published the sixth folklor-related book by now, and he would probably have been promoted to associate professor.
Although compared to the endless "youngest associate professor" and "genius scholar", he wasn't 24 years old.
His major in social science always made people feel that it was overrated, and he would probably be criticized if he said it out loud.
But in this field of research, Lin Jie really did specialize in this field.
"Thank you for your generosity, it's my honor to read your work."
Wang Erde bowed slightly, looked at Lin Jie, and said, "But to give such an important book to an old man like me really makes me feel uneasy."
Of course, he wasn't worried about losing the book.
As a veteran Magus, he was more worried about the fact that this was an unpublished work. What was recorded in this book might be experimental in nature.
If he researched it without permission, there might be some unpredictable consequences.
It seemed that Lin Jie really did treat him as some kind of experimental subject …
"What's there to be uneasy about, Old Wang, I believe that you can add more value to this book. My research is only valuable if it's seen by others."
"As for the only book? It's not important to me anymore. " Lin Jie smiled and glanced at the bookshelf behind him, "Now I have an entire forest."
"I can make a copy at any time. The knowledge in my mind can't be stolen. Only fame and fortune can be stolen, and for me, that's the most useless thing."
Lin Jie looked deeply at Wang Erde.
Old Wang, Old Wang, take it, this is my last chicken soup!
He could feel that Old Wang cared a lot about his research, but that kind of care wasn't about the topic itself, but a kind of longing for what the results would bring.
As an empty nest old man, Old Wang seemed kind, but he was actually arrogant and antisocial. He was alienated by his family and friends, so he cared a lot about academics.
He needed achievements, fame, and fortune in this area to make up for the emptiness in his heart!
But this kind of mentality was morbid and paranoid, and it might further alienate him from others. Therefore, Lin Jie decided to enlighten him and let him feel the care of others again!
Wang Erde met the bookstore owner's meaningful gaze and was startled. He took off his hat, "Thank you for your advice."
His fingers trembled slightly as he held the hat.
Fame and fortune are useless … Was this a warning to him not to reveal any information to others?
This meant that he had already guessed some clues.
The dark wizard became more and more cautious.
Lin Jie continued, "But then again, since you can understand, cough, the demon language, then you should be able to understand this book. If you think it's good, I'll be happy to recommend it to others."
He revealed a polite and reserved smile.
Wang Erde looked at the book in his hand and nodded, "Understood, I'll do my best."
It seemed that the bookstore owner wanted him to help spread his work.
This was the price he had to pay.
Wang Erde relaxed.
It was good that there was a price.
There was no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
If the bookstore owner continued to be generous, he would be even more terrified, because in that case, the price he had to pay in the end might be himself.
He couldn't expose the identity of the book owner, but he also had to spread the content of the book.
It seemed that he could only study the content thoroughly and then relay it to others. He had to be cautious, cautious, and cautious.
"Then, I should also take my leave."
Wang Erde put his hat back on, then hesitated for a moment before taking out a pitch-black stone sculpture and placing it on the counter.
"Thank you for your guidance all this time. This is a small token of my appreciation, I hope you won't refuse."
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