Chapter 87

As an online writer who has been fighting the streets all year round, Ling Ping An cherishes every reader of his.

Because, they are both parents.

Similarly, as a bookstore owner with poor business, he valued every guest.

As a result, he has already made numerous manuscripts.

Already for all kinds of guests, ready for private customized service.

To put it simply, it means talking to people and talking to ghosts!

Everything, think the customer is satisfied, take out the money from their pocket finally for the purpose!

Therefore, as soon as he saw the guest who was dressed in strict accordance with the ancient tradition, lingping'an immediately used the etiquette that he had learned when he was a child and said, "this guest, welcome to my shop!"

With that, he arched his hand and made an invitation gesture.

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Liu * looked at the figure in front of him.

In his head, which was made up of mist, the fire in his eyes was blazing.

It seems to be saying: another sacrifice!

Liu Liu slobber his throat * and looked behind him.

A door that seems to be made of some kind of colorless glass.

This kind of glazed door was produced by the Shaofu when ZuLong was there.

It is generally used as a by-product of the terracotta army.

Even if ZuLong is missing, a large number of Shaofu's crafts are lost today.

The technology of manufacturing this kind of glass is still passed down. There are several workshops outside Chang'an city that specialize in manufacturing this kind of glass and sell it to the nobles and rich merchants in the city.

but the display behind the door is Liu Zhi's tremble with fear.

In the corner of a wooden counter, a kitten was lying in it.

The power around it fully demonstrates its power. Kirin Liu,

, found that even the three kylin offerings of the emperor of Han Dynasty were not as good as the spirit * of the kitten.

Next to the kitten lying prone to sleep, there was a set of things that I didn't know was a creation of Mohist school or something.

Next to that thing, the head of the sheep opened his eyes.

The shadows of monsters are reflected on the ground.

In the distance, an unimaginable abyss of terror stands on the other side.

Thick liquid, flowing slowly at its edge.

both looked at Liu Zhi's frightened pupil and opened and closed.

"Please!" The monster in front of him stretched out his hand and made an invitation.

His hands look very thin, and the skin of his arms is a little too white - I'm afraid it's a bit whiter than that of the imperial concubines!

Liu * took a deep breath. He had no choice but nodded. Then he boldly said to the monster, "Sir, do you sell books here?" He looked up at the plaque with something simplified or deliberately written like this.

He saw, countless pupil, straight in the plaque looking at him, seems to be very dissatisfied with his problem.

"Yes The monster whispered, "I sell books here!"

"All books are for sale!"

"I have everything the guests want!"

"I can't, the shop still accepts reservation service!"

, he said, and took Liu Zhi to his shop.

Liu * dare not go in.

Because, he could feel, something slipped from the plaque into the deep fog.

So he knew that he could not offer a toast without eating or drinking.

In that case, the host will be angry.

If the master is angry, how dare the servants slack off?

When will his aunt's servants not kill dozens of them? When

entered the store, Liu felt clearly that the pressure was coming from all sides. *

In the face of these pressures, the black dragon blood in his body has become extremely quiet.

In this case, there is only one possibility.

That is, the black dragon blood met something far stronger than him.

In other words, there are many monsters lurking in this terrible bookstore, which are more terrifying than his bloodline of adulthood.

the monster walked in the bookstore, walking with Liu Zhi to a place that seemed like a guest. Then he picked up a glass that he did not know what material he put, put several pieces of tea on it, and went to a machine that looked very likely to be a Mohist maker. He pressed what button he had and the hot water came out.

then he walked to the front of Liu Ying with the cup of tea, and handed over to him, * "guests, please have tea!"

Liu * has taken the tea with silly heart.

The golden tea leaves, floating in the tea cup, dense aura, such as fairy fog general rise.

just sniffed, and Liu Zhi knew the value of this cup of tea!

It is said that ZuLong once summoned the seven most powerful alchemists and the three most powerful legendary elites of yin and yang to make a furnace of immortal elixir by collecting the world's spiritual herbs and medicinal herbs.If people take it, they can be reborn immediately and have the potential of cultivation.

Monks wear it, but also has the effect of promoting cultivation and prolonging life!

But now, the cup of tea in his hand may already have the six point effect of the furnace of fairy elixir which was refined by the power of ZuLong!

this makes Liu * shocked in the rest of the mind.

It was in order to escape that he hid in the fog.

The owner of the bookstore, the monster in the fog, not only did not blame him for rashly stepping in, but served him with a cup of magic tea.

So

What does he want?

Liu * remembered that his mother had told him when he was very young that everything needed to be paid.

Therefore, in order to make him a prince, he took the initiative to marry his father's elder sister.

His cousin, who was six or seven years older than him, became his princess.

At the time, he was only four years old.

But I have been smart enough to say: if I can take my cousin Ah Jiao as my wife, I will be a gold house in the future.

Look, even he, the son of the Xinghan Dynasty, is the favorite child of his father.

Also need to pay such a price, can ascend the crown prince's throne.

Now, the fog sheltered him. The monster let him in and gave him a cup of tea.

What does he want?

Do you sell books?

There is no such simple thing!

, however, Liu Zhi didn't dare to ask directly, so he thought about it and said, "can you show me your library?"

The monster listened, and laughter came from the deep fog. He was still calm and relaxed: "guests, please wait a moment..."

Then he turned and went to the silent abyss.

His footsteps, on the floor.

Liu * can clearly feel that all the monsters in this bookstore are avoiding him, but they always guard him.

It's like the panda bodyguards in Sixian garden who have vowed to protect him.

"So..." Liu * thought, "I am here... A hideous evil god's lair

In the Xinghan Dynasty, there was research and cognition on the evil gods in chaos.

Most of these studies and cognition come from various materials excavated from the ruins of Xianqin empire.

In those materials, the consensus of the wise men of the Xianqin empire was generally mentioned: the chaotic evil god is a monster bred by the projection of human spirit and desire in the void.

Therefore, lust, treachery, fear of abuse, and acceptance of dirt.

They correspond to desire, conspiracy, hatred and disease.

So

What is this corresponding to?

Liu can make nothing of it, but he * s afraid of it!

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