Chapter 16

"Rest? Do I look so useless?"

Joseph snorted, but the owner of the bookstore in front of him didn't have the slightest bit of evil in the knight's "Justice" seal induction, and giving him such a stubborn old knight's favorability was not a slight bonus.

At least from indifference to friendliness.

And the other party's casual and equal attitude, for some reason, gave him a rare desire to chat.

Perhaps it was because after becoming the Great Knight of Glory, no one dared to treat him so casually for too long.

Anyway, the person in front of him is just an uninformed ordinary person, so there is no need to put on the airs of a boss or a senior.

Lin Jie shook his head and said sincerely: "Of course not, it's just that... the recent rainy weather has had a great impact on the joints. Sleeping conditions must be troublesome. I feel that you are a little tired and your complexion is a little bad."

Most of the elderly at this age should have problems with sleep and rheumatism, and he has noticed a little incoordination between the left and right hands of the other party.

Although the mental exhaustion was not obvious, it was not difficult for the observant Lin Jie to know.

"Come to think of it, you have spent a lot of effort to find Mr. Wilde, right?"

Lin Jie sighed: "I am really happy for your great friendship."

Joseph's right hand wearing a leather glove moved slightly, and a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes.

How could this bookstore owner... No, it should be a coincidence.

But why, he always feels that this series of three key words "joint", "sleep" and "Wilde" together has a meaningful and meaningful feeling?

And from the five words "great friendship", there is a kind of yin and yang strangeness?

But this doesn't seem to mean anything, after all, he was the one who first said that he and Wilde had a deep friendship.

Joseph's expression became a bit complicated, and he said: "I'm not an old man, what effect does rain have on joint energy, and it's not because of my poor complexion... As for wanting me to read, that's unnecessary, I can No money."

Seeing what he was saying, Lin Jie reached out to grab the stool and sat down, shaking his head inwardly.

Really, I knew it as soon as I opened my mouth, I'm old and arrogant.

Lin Jie pushed the tea over and said, "There is no charge for reading books in the bookstore, but only in the borrowing area behind me. Let's have a cup of tea to warm up first."

"Perhaps I can convey your request to Mr. Wilde."

Joseph took it and took a sip. Not used to the taste of the tea, he frowned and shook his head and said, "No, I'll leave after sitting down for a while."

While frowning, he felt a faint headache start to strike again.

Damn, it's... more and more frequent.

Joseph endured and moved the stool under his buttocks. Because of the angle of sitting down and the diversion of attention, he caught a glimpse of the book that Lin Jie put aside and was originally in his hand from the corner of his eye.

Joseph's eyes froze suddenly.

"Son of the Abyss"?

Lin Jie said naturally, "I happen to be reading a very relaxing fairy tale. It is very heart-warming and healing. Do you want to try it? I think reading it before going to bed can relieve stress."

According to his Chinese teacher in high school, the more aggressive a man looks, the more likely he will be a gentle girl in his heart.

He was convinced of it.

The person in front of him, since he has a delicate mind and never forgets that friendship, is also arrogant.

Then nine out of ten, the old man in front of him belongs to this type.

"Fairy tales?" Joseph snorted, "Childish and ridiculous things, young man, you are not too young, why would you like to read such books?"

"Well then, this is the best fairy tale I've ever read, and it's the only one in Nuojin."

Lin Jie withdrew the hand that picked up "The Little Prince" with some regret, and said, "What a pity..."

Joseph suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, pointed to the book in Lin Jie's hand, and said, "This is the book you're talking about? Fairy tales? Are you sure?"

Whose fairy tale is named the Son of the Abyss? !

Are you a fairy tale of dream beasts?

Lin Jie nodded inexplicably: "Of course, a very beautiful fairy tale book, it is an absolute classic."

Joseph vaguely felt something was wrong, but until now, he still didn't feel the flow of ether.

It's just that this damn fairy tale actually gave him an urge to find out why it was called this name.

"Bring it."

In the end, he stretched out his hand expressionlessly and leaned against the counter: "Just fulfill your wish at that time, just take a look."

As expected, Lin Jie smiled and handed over the book in his hand.

Joseph pretended to glance casually at the cover and title of the book that had passed before his eyes—"Children of the Abyss".

This, it's really called this... What kind of bedtime fairy tale is this?

Joseph stretched out his hand, and just about to take it, he suddenly felt dizzy.

The stinging pain that had been suppressed before quickly magnified in his mind, his eyes were shrouded in shadows, and overlapping ravings and tinnitus came from his ears.

Starting from the spine and gradually spreading to the depths of the soul, the severe pain swept through everything like tearing the soul apart.

The body begins to lose its center of gravity.

"damn it!"

He was so familiar with this feeling of being with him like a shadow!

Demon Sword Candela! It seems to resonate with something...

Why is it this time?

Wait, the "before bedtime" that this guy kept talking about just now doesn't mean this bedtime, right?

Is this a trap? !

At this moment, Joseph's consciousness was completely broken, and he fell from the counter, and the call of the bookstore owner was far away from his ears.

"Hey! Hey! Grandpa! Grandpa, are you okay!"

"Hey, hello! Are you okay!"

Lin Jie's expression changed, and he quickly turned over with one hand supporting the counter, and stepped forward to support the uncle who suddenly seemed to have had a stroke.

Or... Could it be a sudden cerebral hemorrhage? !

Although the old man looked a bit old, he was very physically fit, and he didn't look like a person who would suffer from such a problem.

But still old...

In short, let's save it for the time being!

However, when Lin Jie moved the man to the ground with great difficulty and lay him down, he found that the old man was breathing steadily, his heartbeat was strong, and he did not have any abnormal symptoms.

On the contrary, it seemed that he had simply fallen asleep.

"fine?"

Suspiciously, Lin Jie reached out and grabbed the guy's wrist, pinching the exact location of the artery with his fingers.

As a folklorist, it is normal to know the pulse and have superficial medical skills, right?

Lin Jie frowned, then let go, put Joseph's wrist down, and sighed: "This pulse is stronger than that of a young man like me. Your uncle is still your uncle, and he is very healthy."

But why did it suddenly pass away?

It shouldn't have anything to do with his book! Right!

Although the old man did only do one thing before he passed out, which was to take his book.

But in this world, there shouldn't be any reason to suddenly fall into a coma after just one glance at "The Little Prince", right?

So it's definitely not his relationship.

This is "The Little Prince", a warm and healing fairy tale book. After reading it, you should only feel at ease, and you can't just have a heart attack.

Lin Jie sighed, but the person fainted on his side after all, let's settle it for now, and ask him when he wakes up.