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Chapter 7

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"This is?"

Lin Jie's gaze fell on the statue on the counter. He picked it up and looked at it: "Gargoyle?"

The statue was about thirty centimeters tall and ten centimeters wide. One-third of it was the base and two-thirds of it was the main body.

The overall shape was a half-human, half-beast monster squatting on the base.

It had the wings and tail of a bat and two short horns on its head, like a demon.

He really didn't know how Old Wang hid it in his clothes.

But from Lin Jie's perspective, the value of this statue was definitely not cheap. The workmanship was very fine and the carving was very lifelike.

The eyes of the gargoyle seemed to flash with an evil red light, as if it would come to life at any time.

Seeing this, Lin Jie's heart skipped a beat. He instantly felt a trace of something wrong.

It was very scary.

But the rough texture of the stone in his hand reminded Lin Jie that it was only a statue. He remembered the URL: m.9biquge.com.

"Yes." Wilde nodded. "Although it's not something very valuable, and it's nothing compared to the help you've given me, I hope you'll accept my gratitude."

"The next time I come, I'll bring an even more precious gift."

Lin Jie took the statue and looked at it carefully. He habitually wanted to decline, but then he remembered that the modesty of the Easterners didn't apply here.

He could see that Old Wang was very sincere in wanting to give him a gift to express his gratitude.

If he refused, it would make Old Wang feel that he didn't like the gift, or that their friendship wasn't deep enough. It would be very damaging.

And gargoyles were a bit like Huaxia's Shi Gandang.

They were mainly used to ward off evil spirits.

He felt Old Wang's good intentions and blessings!

Whether it was in terms of value or meaning, it seemed that there was no need to decline.

Then he'll accept this "local product".

Lin Jie put the statue on the counter and praised with a smile: "It's a very beautiful work of art. It's really to my taste. I'm looking forward to what you'll bring next time."

Wang Erde's face lit up and he secretly let out a sigh of relief.

The gargoyle he brought was his collection for many years. It was also the work of his teacher that he had truly graduated from.

It was the best Gargoyle he had ever created.

Using the fragments of the Departed Spirit Gate from the ancient ruins as raw materials, it was infused with the blood and souls of nine hundred and ninety people to create life force.

Its tough skin was impenetrable, and its sharp claws and fangs could tear a person to pieces. Its powerful wings gave it swift mobility, and it could automatically detect killing intent. Its combat power was comparable to a Panic Grade Warrior.

Wang Erde had undoubtedly reached the pinnacle in the field of creation as an adept.

Originally, he still had a trace of pride and joy in his heart, wanting to show off his masterpiece to Lin Jie.

However, when Wang Erde heard the word "art", his complacency instantly disappeared, and he became clear-headed.

That's right, it's just a Terror Grade Gargoyle.

Any one of Mr. Lin's books was worth tens of millions of gargoyles!

It seemed that his gift this time was nothing in the eyes of those in high positions.

Sigh, Mr. Lin is still so benevolent. He praised him from a different angle and took care of his mentality.

But it didn't matter!

He had already prepared a gift for the next time. It would definitely be a great gift. He believed that even a God-level existence would have to pay attention to it!

"You'll be satisfied."

The old man's eyes flickered slightly under the brim of his hat. He stepped back, pushed the door open, and left the bookstore.

Lin Jie waved goodbye and sighed.

He looked at the heavy rain outside and felt that today's business should end here.

To be able to receive two customers in such bad weather was already a very small probability. He couldn't ask for more.

"Sure enough, it's easier to have good luck if you maintain a good attitude."

Lin Jie sighed and sipped his tea. He played with the Gargoyle for a while, and then put it beside the counter.

Under the dim light, it looked like a ferocious statue of a real devil. It sat on the pedestal, as if it was ready to spread its wings and hunt at any time.

From a certain perspective, this Gargoyle and his bookstore were quite compatible.

He thought for a while and turned the Gargoyle around. Its flashing red eyes were facing outside the door.

This way, even if a thief came in.

Not to mention at night, even during the day, they would be startled.

It was very intimidating.

It was simply nice.

Lin Jie nodded with satisfaction and tidied up the counter. Just as he was putting away the teacups, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He saw the water stains on the table move slowly and condense into words — "Long time no see!"

He stood up with a whoosh.

His gaze was fixed on the table.

A familiar feeling suddenly welled up, just like when he came to the entrance of the bookstore three years ago.

He instantly understood that the mastermind behind the scenes who sent him to the Otherworld had appeared again after three years!

"It's you!" Lin Jie calmed down, took a deep breath, and sat down again. "Indeed, it's been a long time … So, now that you've appeared again, did you finally think of the price I should pay?"

He couldn't help but feel a little resentful. "Speaking of which, I didn't explain clearly what the conditions were at the beginning. I was muddle-headed and came here. If it weren't for some customers who were relatively rich and were willing to sponsor me to open a bookstore, I would have starved to death!"

"Are you some kind of devil, the kind that trades souls?"

The water stains turned into the word "No" again.

Lin Jie exhaled. "Well, it doesn't look like it. How could there be such a slacker devil?"

In all kinds of literary works and myths, the existence of demons would always try their best to extract benefits for themselves.

"Forget it, just say it. What do you need me to do?"

He sat upright and still, his hands folded, and looked at the water stains on the counter.

He was late for three years, and he didn't mind paying the price he should pay.

Not to mention that he himself valued the spirit of the contract very much.

Although the other party didn't specify the conditions of the transaction at the time, it was true that the other party helped him fulfill his wish.

He enjoyed the dividends of the establishment of the contract in advance for three years, so it was a profit for him.

And from what he felt, this existence that was summoned by the ritual had a very gentle attitude. It should belong to the category of "good gods" like Aladdin and the Magic Lamp.

But then, he was surprised to see that the water stains turned into "You've already done it, and I've awakened because of it."

Lin Jie leaned back as his mind raced. "So, after you helped me fulfill my wish, you were in a deep sleep for three years. It was only after I did something that you obtained some … energy or something like that that you finally woke up?"

"Yes."

"…" Lin Jie knocked on the table. "Is it because I just asked Old Wang to recommend my book to others?"

"Yes."

"So, this is what you want me to do, and the price I need to pay? Let others recommend and spread my book? "

"Yes."

"What's in it for you?"

"Yes."

Very good, concise and comprehensive.

"Phew … Then, no problem at all. I'll do my best."

Lin Jie said solemnly, and the water stains on the counter disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened.



Not long after Wang Erde's figure disappeared in the rain.

Half of a figure's body poked out of the foggy alley, the raindrops on his hood splashing. His hawk-like eyes stared at the place where Wang Erde disappeared, and he took out his phone.

The power of aether flowed in the air, and the mute barrier was in operation.

"This is Jack, reporting that Wang Erde, the 'Black-Scaled Faceless Man', was found on 23rd Street in Nuo Jin. It's suspected that he's involved in the Hunter's infighting.

"In addition, he stayed in a bookstore for about an hour. It's very suspicious. I suspect that this bookstore may be the secret base of the dark wizards."

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