Chapter 7

"this is?"

Lin Jie's eyes fell on the statue on the counter, and he reached out to pick it up and looked at it: "Gargoyle?"

The statue is about thirty centimeters high and ten centimeters wide, one-third is the base, and two-thirds is the main body.

The overall shape is a half-human, half-animal monster squatting on a pedestal.

With the wings and tail of a bat, and two short horns growing on its head, it looks like a demon.

I really don't know how Pharaoh hid it in his clothes.

But from Lin Jie's point of view, the value of this statue is absolutely high, the workmanship is very fine, and the carving is lifelike.

The gargoyle's eyes seemed to be shining with an evil red light, as if it was about to come alive at any moment.

Seeing Lin Jie's heart skip a beat, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Very creepy.

However, the rough stone texture in the palm reminded Lin Jie that this was just a statue.

"Yes." Wilde nodded: "Although it's not a very valuable thing, it's nothing compared to your help to me, but please accept my gratitude."

"The next time I come back, I will bring a more precious gift."

Lin Jie looked at the statue for a while, and habitually wanted to decline, but then remembered that the humility of the oriental people does not apply here.

He could see that Lao Wang was very sincere and wanted to send him some gifts to express his gratitude.

If he refuses, it will make the other party feel that he is disgusting with the gift, or that the friendship is not deep enough, which will destroy the relationship.

And things like gargoyles are a bit like Shi Gandang of China.

It is mainly used to drive away evil spirits and avoid evil.

He felt Lao Wang's thoughts and blessings!

No matter in terms of value or meaning, it seems that there is really no need to shirk.

Then accept this "souvenir".

Lin Jie put the statue on the counter and praised with a smile: "It's a very exquisite work of art. For me, it really suits my appetite. I'm looking forward to what gift you will bring next time."

Wilde looked happy and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The gargoyle he brought is his treasure for many years, and it is also the work he really graduated from his teacher.

It is the most top-level gargoyle he has ever made.

The fragments from the gate of the dead from the ancient ruins were used as raw materials, and the blood of 990 people and the vitality condensed from the souls were poured into it.

The hard skin is invulnerable, the sharp claws tear people into pieces, the powerful wings give it swift mobility, and it can automatically recognize killing intent. Its combat power is comparable to that of a panic-level warrior.

In the creation of wizards, Wilde's level has undoubtedly reached the pinnacle.

Originally, there was still a hint of pride and joy in his heart, and he wanted to show Lin Jie his masterpiece.

But when he heard the word "work of art", the pride in Wilde's heart disappeared instantly, and he became sober.

Yeah, it's just a panic-level gargoyle.

The value of a random book by Mr. Lin is worth tens of millions of gargoyles!

It seems that his gift this time is really nothing in the eyes of high-ranking people.

Alas, Mr. Lin is still so kind as expected. He expressed his praise from another angle and took care of his mentality.

it's OK!

He has already prepared the next gift, which is an absolute heavy gift. He believes that even a god-level existence must be taken seriously!

"You will be satisfied."

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

Lin Jie waved goodbye and sighed.

Looking at the heavy rain outside, he felt that today's business should come to an end.

The probability of being able to receive two guests in such bad weather is already very small, and we can't expect more.

"Sure enough, keeping a good attitude makes it easier to have good luck."

Lin Jie sighed and took a sip of tea, played with the gargoyle for a while, and then put it next to the counter.

Against the backdrop of the dim light, the ferocious statue that looked like a real demon was squatting on the base, as if it was ready to spread its wings to hunt at any time.

From a certain point of view, this gargoyle is a good match for his bookstore.

He thought for a while, turned the gargoyle around, and turned his red eyes towards the door.

In this way, even if a thief comes in.

Don't mention it at night, even in the daytime, you have to be shocked suddenly.

Full of deterrence.

Simply nice.

Lin Jie nodded in satisfaction, cleaned up the counter, and was clearing away the teacups when suddenly his pupils shrank.

I saw the water stains on the desktop moving slowly and condensed into words—"Long time no see"!

He stood up abruptly.

His eyes were fixed on the table.

A familiar feeling suddenly surged, just like coming to the door of this bookstore three years ago.

He instantly understood that the man behind the scene who teleported him to another world back then appeared again after three years!

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

He couldn't help feeling a little resentful: "Speaking of which, I didn't explain the conditions clearly at the beginning, so I came here in a daze. If it wasn't because some customers were richer and willing to sponsor me to open a bookstore, I would have starved to death long ago! "

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

The water stains turned into the word "not" again.

Lin Jie let out a breath: "Well, it doesn't look like it. How can there be such a saboteur?"

In various literary works and myths and legends, the existence of the devil should always try his best to extract benefits for himself.

"Forget it, just tell me, what do you need me to do?"

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

Three years late, he didn't mind paying the price he should have paid.

Not to mention that he himself still attaches great importance to the spirit of the contract.

Although the other party did not clarify the conditions of the transaction at the time, it is indeed a fact that he helped him realize his wish.

He enjoyed the bonus of the establishment of the contract for three years in advance, so he earned it.

And judging from his feelings, this existence summoned by the ritual has a very gentle attitude, and it should belong to the category of "good gods" like Aladdin's magic lamp.

But then, he was surprised to see that the water stain changed to "you did it, so I woke up".

Lin Jie leaned back, his thoughts were spinning: "So after you helped me fulfill my wish, I fell asleep for three years, until I did something, and you got some... energy from it, and finally woke up come over?"

"yes."

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

"yes."

"So, this is what you want me to do, and the price I need to pay?—to let other people recommend and spread the book I wrote?"

"yes."

"Is this good for you?"

"yes."

Nice and concise.

"Huh...then, it's no problem at all, I will try my best."

Lin Jie said solemnly, the water stains on the counter table disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if nothing had happened.

...

Wilde's figure disappeared in the rain shortly after.

Half of a figure protruded from the foggy alley, the raindrops splashed off the hood, his eagle-like eyes stared at the place where Wilde disappeared, and he took out his mobile phone.

The power of the ether circulates in the air, and the silent barrier is in operation.

"This is Jack, report. We found traces of 'The Faceless Man with Black Scales' Wilde on No. 23 Street in Nuojin. He is suspected to be involved in the hunter's infighting."

"In addition, he stayed in a bookstore for about an hour, which was very suspicious-I suspect that this bookstore may be the secret stronghold of dark wizards."