Chapter 57

What am I looking at! Why do you just look at it casually? I can't even move!

Ackerman's pupils trembled slightly violently, which represented the intense struggle in his heart at this moment.

Looking at the gentle and amiable smile of the owner of the bookstore, he felt deep irony and malice from it.

The eyes of the owner of the bookstore were like looking at a clown who jumped into the trap. The more enthusiastic he seemed to welcome the guests, the more condescending he was.

This guy has definitely seen through his disguise long ago!

Because he thought that the other party knew nothing just now, pretending to be an ordinary guest, he pretended to be clever and said "just take a look".

The owner of the bookstore replied in such a mocking way, "Look at it casually".

He just wanted to see the fear and helplessness in the intruder's eyes. The meaning he wanted to express was too clear—this was naked intimidation and deterrence.

Don't you want to just take a look? Then you can look at it casually, I won't stop you, you say you can't move? Sorry, this is just my little pet's inadvertent mistake.

Ackerman had never suffered such a humiliation.

Killing people is nothing more than nodding their heads, but the owner of this bookstore wants to kill him!

But it's a pity that no matter how hard he tried to move himself, it was useless.

The blue veins on the corners of his forehead were all bulging, and the veins were bursting, and bloodshot eyes appeared at the corners of his eyes. It can be said that he exhausted all his strength.

He swears that under normal circumstances, his current strength is enough to smash all the buildings within the bookstore into the ground with a single punch.

However, judging from the superficial effect, he just froze in place, maintaining a posture and looking at the rose, without any other movement.

He was completely blocked by an invisible force, so that he couldn't move at all.

Even more frightening, Ackerman felt he was "losing."

It is something deep in the soul, which is being torn out by the eyes in the rose and "swallowed".

If you use a more vivid metaphor.

He felt like a slender piece of jelly, which was originally tightly wrapped in plastic packaging, but now a hole was torn open and sucked out.

It was a very abstract feeling, but it made him feel a deep-rooted fear, but what was even more frightening was that he couldn't stop it, couldn't grasp the part of himself that was lost.

So he finally understood that it wasn't the ether or some invisible force that made him unable to move, so his strength didn't decrease at all, and he didn't feel any resistance.

What is restraining him is the power from the heart.

The "eyes" of the rose were telling him - "Don't move!", so he really didn't move.

What the hell is this?

Ackerman was terrified at the moment. Looking at the rose, his heart changed from anger and panic to powerlessness, and even pleading. In this short minute, he felt what despair is.

He couldn't imagine if he would stay like this until he died...

The extraordinary physique of a destructive hunter allowed him to live without food or drink for a full three months. I am afraid that at the moment of death, only joy and relief will be left in his heart.

The owner of this bookstore must be a devil who plays with people's hearts!

Ackerman screamed silently in his heart.

...

Lin Jie is in a very good mood today.

One is that the seed he planted finally grew into a particularly beautiful red rose seven days later.

...Although it seems a little strange to bloom in seven days, and the rose is obviously a shrub, it is really strange that this thing grows a single one.

But since Miss Elf said that it is a rare species, it must have its own characteristics.

Nowadays, many people want to grow some flowers and plants to cultivate their temperament, but in fact they grow whatever they want. This kind of flower grows fast and is easy to grow. Maybe it is a selling point.

And it's not said that it's a rose, maybe it's another variety, it just looks a little bit like it.

The second is that a new guest came.

In the past few days, there have been no return visits from old customers, and no new guests have arrived.

There are faint signs of returning to the cold time when there were few people.

Although he thinks that kind of leisure life is not bad, who doesn't want to have a group of people who can talk about chicken soup and make a lot of money.

However, even if a group of people were attracted by the explosion, his bookstore was still deserted and miserable.

Even the video store next door has more business, but there is no one on his side.

Let Lin Jie start to reflect on whether it is time to put the renovation of the bookstore on the agenda.

In fact he has been struggling with the renovation.

However……

No decoration → unable to attract customers → no business → no money → no decoration.

This is an endless loop!

Oh, but it's okay, isn't there another guest here?

As long as it develops, it is also his flesh.

Lin Jie was very happy to welcome the new guests, and maintained his usual high enthusiasm, his attitude was as warm as spring.

However, when the customer said to take a look at it casually, the desire to buy was actually not high, so he had to find a way to stimulate it.

Just as Lin Jie was thinking about it, he suddenly realized that the customer who was just talking casually, had already stopped by the counter for a long time.

He looked over with some doubts: "My guest, is there anything else you want to ask? Didn't you just take a look?"

The guest didn't answer, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the counter.

Lin Jie followed his gaze and saw his rose potted plant.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and moved the flower to a place in front of him, where the light could shine, and said with a smile, "You also think the flowers I planted are beautiful, don't you?"

He deliberately turned the front of the potted plants to the outside in order to allow guests to better see this beautiful landscape.

Although his bookstore is a bit shabby, but on the other hand, if you can see such a beautiful flower in such a place, the effect will definitely be more amazing than in a magnificent place.

It seems that he didn't waste his time in vain!

"Hey..."

As the position of the flower pot moved, Ackerman and his gaze suddenly left the abyss.

He suddenly took a breath as if he had untied the shackles, shivered, and then watched the flower in front of the owner of the bookstore with a pale face, first turned the eyeball a few times, then turned He went back and hid among the petals.

Because of the sufficient light, Ackerman clearly saw this time that the inside of the short-opened bud was densely packed with wriggling eyeballs...

He even wondered if he had hallucinations from too much injection of filthy blood, but when he looked up and saw the warm smile of the bookstore owner, he knew it was not an illusion.

But the real purgatory.

Ackerman took a deep breath: "It's beautiful, it's beautiful..."

He suddenly didn't want to get any destruction-level certification, and he didn't want to find Wilde anymore. Those ambitions and desires disappeared. He just wanted to have a reclining chair and think about the meaning of life.