"Ah, this is... Did you write this?"
Wilde's eyes changed, and the movement of holding the book suddenly changed.
From being cautious at first, it became extremely gentle.
Lin Jie's name on it was impressive, but if you recall what Lin Jie said just now, it was clearly recommending his own work.
He looked at the five words "The Ritual of Corpse Eating" written on it, raised his head, and said cautiously: "Is this your research field? Is it about rituals?"
The word "ceremony" is easy to understand, which means ceremony and ceremony.
Cannibalism... It's supposed to be a religion, but in Azir, I've never heard of such a church.
There are three mainstream beliefs with a relatively large congregation.
Believe in the truth of knowledge.
The dome church that worships the moon.
The Plague Church that worships the Mist of the Walls.
Some other small sects are not well known, but as a wizard who often travels among various forces as a thug, he is familiar with it.
Wilde, however, was very unfamiliar with the name corpse cannibalism.
Sounds like the religion of the ogre clan, and if not, it means...
There was a little shake in the dark wizard's heart.
Scholars are usually lawful good, and he had always thought that Lin Jie was at least neutral.
Therefore, I have not dared to reveal too much of my identity, and avoided talking about my past.
The kindness of these high-ranking people is often short-lived, and no one knows whether the bookstore owner is doing a boring experiment of "whether a brutal dark wizard can rely on words to induce goodness".
If he violated the wishes of the high-ranking people, the consequences would be disastrous.
However, the book written by the owner of this bookstore reveals a deep evil in its temperament, and the author seems to be in the evil camp without a doubt.
A scholar who studies a taboo subject but possesses great power is destined to be excluded from the mainstream.
Could this be the reason why Lin Jie is hidden? !
He jumped in his heart and looked at Lin Jie.
The owner of the bookstore didn't seem to mind the curious eyes of the guests. He smiled and nodded, with a little nostalgia, and said, "Yes, this is part of my research topic, and it changed my destiny..."
Lin Jie let out a long sigh: "Forget it, there is no need to talk about this kind of thing that has passed for a long time."
long, long ago? change destiny
Wilde suddenly had a bold guess in his heart.
But he carefully observed Lin Jie's expression, and in the end he just carefully rubbed the pages of the book, noticed that the packaging of the book was a bit rough, and thoughtfully said: "This book seems to be bound manually?"
Lin Jie nodded and said, "There were some accidents at that time, and I didn't have time to publish it, so I only kept this one that I printed myself, but seeing that you are so lucky, Old Wang, I'll lend you this book, of course. , if you can't trust me, I can recommend something else to you."
Lin Jie was a doctoral student and lecturer majoring in folklore before crossing.
- The title of Teacher Lin has its historical origin, and the chicken soup of a life mentor is not made in one day.
Assuming that he did not choose to travel, he should have published this sixth book on folklore, and he has probably been awarded the title of associate professor.
Although compared to some endless "youngest associate professors", "genius scholars" and the like.
Now 24 years old, he is really not a good word, and the social science major always makes people feel that the water is huge, and it is estimated that he will be criticized by others.
But in this aspect of research, Lin Jie did specialize in surgery.
"Thank you for your generosity, and it is my pleasure to read your work."
Wilde bowed slightly, looked at Lin Jie, and said, "But it really makes me a little nervous to hand such an important orphan book into the hands of a bad old man like me."
Of course he wasn't worried about things like losing the book.
As an old fritters wizard, what he is more worried about now is that since this is an unpublished work, the things recorded in it may be experimental.
If he studies it without authorization, there may be some unpredictable consequences.
It seemed that the other party really regarded him as some kind of experiment...
"What's so disturbing, Pharaoh, I believe that you can add more value to this book. My research is only valuable when it is seen."
"As for the orphan? It's not important to me anymore." Lin Jie smiled and glanced at the bookshelf behind him: "Now I have a whole forest."
"I can make a copy at any time. The knowledge in my mind cannot be stolen. Only fame and fortune are stolen. For me, this is the most useless."
Lin Jie gave Wilde a deep look.
Pharaoh, Pharaoh, take it, this is my last chicken soup!
He could feel in the conversation that Lao Wang was very concerned about his research, but that kind of care was not about the subject itself, but a kind of longing for what the results would bring.
As an empty-nest old man, Lao Wang seems to be kind, but he is arrogant and withdrawn.
He needs achievements, fame, and fortune in this area to make up for the emptiness in his heart!
But this kind of mentality is morbid and paranoid, and it may further aggravate him to stay away from the crowd. Therefore, Lin Jie decided to enlighten him and let him feel the care of others again!
Wilde looked at the owner of the bookstore with meaningful eyes, took off his hat and said, "I have been taught."
His fingers holding the hat trembled slightly.
Fame and fortune are useless... Is this sentence warning him not to reveal any information to others
This is to realize that he has already guessed some clues.
The dark wizard's heart became more and more cautious.
Lin Jie added: "But then again, since you can understand, ahem, the words of the devil, then you should be able to read this book too. If you think it's good, I'd be happy to recommend it to others."
He gave a polite but reserved smile.
Wilde looked at the book in his hand, nodded, and said, "Understood, I will do my best."
It seems that the bookstore owner wants him to help spread his work.
This is the price he has to pay.
Wilde was relieved.
There is a price.
There is no free lunch in the world.
If the bookstore owner continued to be generous, he would be even more terrified, because in that case, the price he would pay in the end might be himself.
It is not possible to expose the identity of the owner of the book, but also to spread the content of the book.
Then it seems that he can only study the content thoroughly first, and then verbally relay it to others. He must be cautious, cautious, and then cautious.
"Then it's time for me to say goodbye."
Wilde put his hat back on, then hesitated, took out a pitch-black stone statue from his bosom, and placed it on the counter.
"Thank you for your guidance all the time. This is my little intention. I hope you will not refuse."