"Ah, this is... could it be that you wrote this?"
Wilde's eyes changed, and the way he held the book suddenly changed.
From being cautious, it became extremely gentle.
Lin Jie 's name was clearly visible on it, and thinking back on what Lin Jie had just said, it was clear that he was recommending his own work.
He looked at the words "Corpse Eating Ceremony" written on it, raised his head, and asked carefully: "Is this your research area? Is it about rituals?"
The word " Ceremony " are easy to understand, they mean ceremony and ritual.
The Corpse-Eating Cult ... should be a certain religion, but in Azir, I have never heard of such a church.
mainstream faiths with relatively large followers.
The Truth Society that worships knowledge.
The Dome Church that worships the moon.
The Plague Church that worships the Fog of the High Walls.
Some other small sects are scattered and less well-known, but as a wizard who often moves among various forces and acts as a thug, he is quite familiar with them.
However, Wilde was very unfamiliar with the name of the Corpse-Eating Cult .
It sounds like the religion that the ogre tribe believes in, and if it's not, then it means...
The dark wizard felt a little shaken.
Scholars are usually lawful good, and he had always thought that Lin Jie was at least neutral.
Therefore, I have never dared to reveal too much about 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 conducting a boring experiment on whether "brutal dark wizards can be induced to do good through words."
If he were to go against the wishes of those in higher positions, the consequences would be disastrous.
However, the book written by the owner of this bookstore actually reveals a deep evil in its temperament, and the author seems to be undoubtedly in the evil camp.
A scholar who studies taboo topics but possesses great power is doomed to be excluded from the mainstream.
Could this be the reason why Lin Jie went into seclusion ? !
His heart skipped a beat and he looked at Lin Jie .
The bookstore owner didn't seem to mind the curious looks from the customers. He smiled and nodded, saying with a hint of nostalgia, "Yes, this is part of my research topic, and it also changed my destiny..."
Lin Jie sighed and said, "Forget it. It's been a long time since I last saw it. There's no need to bring it up again."
A long time ago? Changing fate?
Wilde suddenly had a bold guess in his mind.
But he carefully observed Lin Jie 's expression, and finally just carefully stroked the pages of the book. He noticed that the binding of the book was a bit rough, and said carefully: "This book seems to be hand-bound?"
Lin Jie nodded and said, "Something unexpected happened at that time, and I didn't have time to publish it, so I only kept this copy that I printed myself. But since you and Lao Wang are so compatible, I will lend you this book. Of course, if you don't trust me, I can recommend something else to you."
Before traveling through time, Lin Jie was a doctoral student and lecturer in folklore.
——The title of Teacher Lin has its historical origins, and the chicken soup for the soul of a life mentor is not something that can be created in a day.
Assuming that he had not chosen to travel through time, he should have published this sixth book on folklore by now, and would most likely have been awarded the title of associate professor.
Although compared to some of the endless stream of "youngest associate professors" and "genius scholars".
Now at the age of 24, he can hardly be considered excellent, and his social science major always gives people the impression that it is too superficial. If he tells others about it, he will probably be criticized.
But in this area of research, Lin Jie has indeed achieved specialization.
"Thank you for your generosity. It is a privilege to read your work."
Wilde bowed slightly, looked at Lin Jie , and said, "But I am a little nervous to hand over such an important and unique copy to an old man like me."
Of course, what he was worried about was not something like losing the book .
As an experienced wizard, what he is more worried about now is that since this is an unpublished work, the things recorded in it may be experimental in nature.
If he studied it without authorization, some unpredictable consequences might occur.
It seemed that the other party really treated him as some kind of experimental subject...
"What's there to be worried about, Lao Wang? I believe you can add more value to this book. My research will only be valuable if it is seen by others."
"As for the rare copy? It's no longer important to me." Lin Jie smiled and glanced at the bookshelf behind him: "Now I own an entire forest."
"I can always make a copy. The knowledge in my head cannot be stolen. What can be stolen is only fame and fortune, which is the most useless thing to me."
Lin Jie looked at Wilde deeply.
Lao Wang, Lao Wang, please accept this. This is my last piece of chicken soup!
He could feel during the conversation that Lao Wang cared very much 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 elderly, Lao Wang seems kind, but in fact he is arrogant and unsociable. He is alienated by his relatives and friends, which makes him pay great attention to academics.
He needs achievements, fame and fortune in this area to fill the emptiness in his heart!
But this kind of mentality is morbid and paranoid, and may further aggravate his alienation from others, so Lin Jie decided to enlighten him and let him feel the care of others again!
Wilde met the bookstore owner's meaningful gaze, paused for a moment, took off his hat, and said, "I'm enlightened."
The fingers holding the hat trembled slightly.
Fame and fortune are useless... Is this sentence a warning for him not to reveal any information to others?
So he's noticed that I've already guessed some clues.
The dark wizard became more cautious.
Lin Jie added: "But speaking of which, since you can understand, ahem, the devil's language, then you should be able to understand this book as well. If you think it's good, I'd be happy to recommend it to others."
He gave a polite and reserved smile.
Wilde looked at the book in his hand, nodded, and said, "I understand. I will try my best."
It seems that the bookstore owner wants him to help spread his works.
This is the price he needs to pay.
Wilde felt relieved .
As long as there is a price.
There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world.
If the bookstore owner continued to be generous, he would be even more frightened, because in the end, he might be the one to pay the price.
The identity of the book's owner must not be exposed, but the content of the book must be spread.
It seems that he can only study the content thoroughly first, and then relay it to others orally. He must be cautious, cautious, and cautious again.
"Then I should leave now."
Wilde put his hat back on, hesitated for a moment, took out a black stone statue from his pocket and placed it on the counter.
"Thank you for your guidance all the time. This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope you won't refuse it."