our family is gone

Chapter 171 Curse
"Let me consider."

"Everything is here, you can find what you want." After saying that, the old man lowered his head and studied the things in his hand.

Lance didn't really walk directly towards the pile of miscellaneous books, but walked directly from the first shelf and walked slowly all the way.

Books are a precious luxury, and this small bookstore only has three large double-sided bookshelves, and the bookshelves on several walls, but not all of them are placed, and there are also pens, ink, white paper, and blank leather scrolls.

It can be regarded as taking into account some other businesses, otherwise it would be really difficult to support the operation of the bookstore.

Looking across it, Lance found that there were many things that would interest him. Although he really wanted to take all the things away, he still chose some relatively basic books carefully.

"Illustrated Book of Extraordinary Creatures", "Detailed Explanation of Spiritual Materials", "Records of Rituals", "Introduction to Alchemy", and the rest can be counted just by glancing at the catalog.

However, Lance found a very interesting situation, that is, these books are all ordinary, at least in his eyes, they do not show any spiritual light.

It seems that the books with "power" in Tamara's mouth are not common, and they are similar to the school library to some extent.

After turning around, Lance stopped on the pile of old books.

I don't know how long these things have been kept here, many of them have fallen apart, and they can't even maintain their shape.

Take it lightly, and raise your hand to wipe off the dust on the writing. The title is an autobiography. After a quick flip, it turns out that it is a knight novel, so it is no wonder it was thrown here.

Lance was not in a hurry. He sorted out those books and manuscripts. His method of judgment was very brutal, that is, he looked at the title of the book, and then simply opened it to see if there was any spiritual reaction.

It's just that he seems to think too much, and he won't wait for him if there are really good things, but he did find some books that are not related to the extraordinary, but have a lot of value.

"National Geographic and Exploration", "An Essay on the Ruins of Ancient Pombello", "Explorer Bell's Guide to Surviving the Wilderness", "I Was an Adventurer Until I Got an Arrow in the Knee"...

Suddenly the movement from the front caught his attention, the store door was pushed open roughly, and a man with a disturbed expression broke in, walked up to the counter immediately, and showed a book to the owner.

"I want to return it."

"Sorry, our bookstore does not accept returns."

"I want to return it!" The man burst out as if he couldn't bear it, and slapped the book on the table, feeling hysterical.

But soon fear engulfed his face, and his attitude softened in an instant.

"Woo~ Please, help me, I don't want to die yet..."

"It's useless, the curse won't stop until you die." The old man looked calm, as if he had encountered many such people in his long career.

"What's the situation?" Lance was also attracted by this situation. His eyes were fixed on the book, which was a bit dilapidated and old. The corners of the pages were yellowed and turned up, full of traces of the passage of time. He couldn't help asking curiously. said a word.

"Don't buy books from him, his books are full of curses!" The man looked a little crazy, obviously tortured by this book.

It's just that this made Lance even more curious, so he couldn't help asking.

Soon he learned the general situation from the man's mouth. The matter was very simple. The man bought a book in the bookstore, and when he went back, he found that he was cursed and slept in a dream for a longer and longer time. Feel yourself getting weaker and weaker.

The shopkeeper listened to him but didn't respond, as if he knew about the situation a long time ago, instead he said something leisurely.

"I told you the consequences a long time ago, you have to buy it yourself."

The man seemed to be stuck when he said this, but looking at the flickering eyes, he knew that this matter was probably true.

It may be that Lance's gaze made him feel ashamed, and the man asked the shopkeeper like a fool: "Why don't you persuade me more? You are a guy who does anything for money!"

Lance didn't take much interest in the men's stalking, but reached for the book.

It is written in unknown leather, and it feels strange to the touch when you first touch it. On the spine of the book, "Boundary of Dreams" is written in ancient characters.

Just as he was about to open it, he was interrupted by the shopkeeper.

"Everyone who has read this book will fall into a deep sleep and die in a dream. I advise you not to open it."

Hearing this, Lance didn't intend to open it. He pressed the writing with his backhand and turned to look at the man, "Give it to me, maybe the curse on you will be transferred to me."

Both the man and the shopkeeper showed weird expressions when they heard his words, but the man realized in the next second that it would be great if a fool took over. Anyway, there is no better choice.

The man didn't care about the book, he turned his head and left after throwing it away, and he was more or less pleased with his good luck from the look of rejoicing.

"I heard from him that you still have similar books in your hand?"

Lance looked at the shopkeeper with interest, but he was a little surprised by the answer he got.

"I've seen a lot of pretentious young people, they think they are the son of destiny to get something out of it, but in the end without exception..."

As the shopkeeper said, he looked out the door, "Just like the guy just now, he didn't come to me with a sad face in the end, but a bigger part died somewhere. Only the book returned to me after a while. .”

"Aren't you afraid of the curse?"

"Afraid~" the shopkeeper looked up at Lance, his eyes full of resentment, "but my inspiration is too low, I can't see the content at all, and even curses don't look down on me."

Lance didn't know what to say when he heard this, and even felt that he was envious of those cursed guys.

The insulated physique can't even feel the curse, but it is the most tragic thing to have a desire for extraordinary power.

Good guy, what can't be asked for!Isn't this more tragic than some Gouba love story?
Isn't this a kind of talent? Sure enough, there is a reason why I can live on this street for so long.

"Take it out and I'll take a look."

Facing the dying Lance shopkeeper, he didn't have much intention of admonishing him, and took out two boxes from the shelf behind him.

"There are only two left, one will explode at a glance, and the other will melt at a glance, so the guy chose the one that will fall into a deep sleep, thinking it is the safest."

"How to sell?"

"A book of ten gold coins is at your own risk and will not be returned or exchanged."

"So cheap?" Lance couldn't help blurting out, but soon understood what was going on.

(End of this chapter)