I'm Really Not The Demon God's Lackey Chapter 223

Lin Jie looked at the young man standing at the front, and said with a smile: “Since you are interested in my book, I will try my best to let you understand the connotation of this book, chat with you by the way, and let you ‘reform your evil and return to the right’. “

“I think since you came here voluntarily, you should be aware of it.”

The young man in front of him had a light blonde cropped cut, ear studs and lip studs, and his eyes were black and blue. He looked very unruly and had a personality. At first glance, he thought it was a hip-hop rap player.

In addition, there are some black tattoos on his neck and hands that he doesn’t recognize, which are probably non-mainstream text patterns.

It became a very typical social youth.

Lin Jie has never had a good impression of the Blood Feast organization.

When I first heard about it, I thought it was some kind of MLM organization, which was specially designed to deceive the elderly, but later I found out that this is not the case, the nature of this organization turned out to be even worse!

Participated in organizing various transactions of contraband, helped the Church of the Dome to control believers, and did many dirty things in private.

It is a real black and evil force.

And the image of the young man named Ye Falcon in front of him was very in line with the impression that Blood Feast had in his mind. It was a bad standard, bad at first glance, with a problematic thinking that needed to be corrected.

Lin Jie, as the former gardener of the motherland and chicken soup expert, is already eager to move in his heart and hands.

Ye Falcon couldn’t help swallowing secretly, facing the bookstore owner’s kind smile, especially the cat that Lin Jie was holding in his arms was also looking at him, which made him feel the chill and pressure behind him.

But in the end, the fanatical worship of the other party prevailed.

Night Falcon took a deep breath and said, “That’s right, I am very interested in your writings, and I also admire you very much. I hope to be taught by you.”

This is what Wilde told me before, and they already know that this great omniscient evangelist has a unique hobby, or the means he uses to observe everything in this world, that is——

Pretend to be an ordinary bookstore owner.

So it’s best for them… No, they must act according to this persona, otherwise Mr. Lin might be displeased.

“After leaving the blood feast, we all studied under the guidance of Mr. Wilde. Because of our limited ability, we can only study a part of this book, but we still feel very rewarded.”

Ye Falcon continued: “After reading your book, I deeply feel that everything I did in the past was wrong. Only broad and great knowledge is the right choice to follow.”

Lin Jie raised his eyebrows. This young man in society is a bit different from what he imagined.

Different from the very unruly appearance, in fact it seems to be very polite… It can even be said to be very slippery.

It seems that he really learned something from the book.

Boss Lin nodded in relief, and then asked in a spring-like tone, “What part did you study?”

Ye Falcon shook again, and said, “The first part…”

That is to say, it summarizes the basic part of the whole book, but its content is absolutely not basic. It describes the communication channel between “man” and “god”, completely deconstructs and reorganizes Night Falcon’s previous cognition, and even makes him There is a whole new understanding of foul blood.

Oh… I just saw the introduction part, introducing what is ritual, what is folklore, and what is the relationship between ritual and folklore.

Sure enough, for people from other worlds, there is still a certain threshold of understanding for those earth-native examples and terminology.

If it is not a scholar with a foundation like Lao Wang, it is indeed difficult to learn.

Lin Jie comforted: “Don’t be nervous, don’t rush, take your time, is there anything you don’t understand?”

Ye Falcon was so moved that he was about to cry, the great Lord was so generous and benevolent, it almost healed his wounded heart.

The pain of studying under the pressure of Wilde the Faceless these days turned into relief in an instant.

“I want to know, what role does blood play in the communication between man and God?”

Night Falcon asked the question he wanted to know the most.

Because the most important source of power for a hunter is the filthy blood, and the filthy blood comes from dream beasts.

Combined with what was written in the canon of corpse eating, this made him think, if they were gods, whether they could also gain power from the blood of gods.

But so far, no one has succeeded.

Because the most important characteristic of filthy blood is the infection of reason.

The higher the concentration and the higher the level, the harder it is for hunters to bear.

It’s not that no one has obtained god-level dream beast blood, but no matter what materials are used to reconcile it, there is no way to keep the hunters who received the filthy blood awake. Most of them died immediately on the spot, and a small part also went crazy.

But this “Corpse Eating Canon” made him find a new direction.

Lin Jie was really surprised now, his expression changed from casual to serious.

It seems that he has underestimated the heroes of the world. It is really commendable that this unscrupulous young man in front of him can ask such profound questions. He already has his own understanding and thinking about the book he wrote.

This shows that he really saw it, not just talking nonsense.

Ceremony, in many cases, is a way for people to communicate with God.

The gods here refer not only to the thinking gods embodied by human beings, but also to nature in general. For example, praying for good weather is the expression of human wishes.

“That’s a good question.”

Lin Jie was not stingy with his praise, and then said seriously: “Blood is indispensable in various sacrificial rituals, and the reason lies in the spirituality of blood.”

“Spirituality?” Night Falcon murmured and repeated.

Lin Jie nodded and spoke in a teacher-like manner, just missing a blackboard podium: “During sacrifices, people believe that blood is spiritual, and blood is a bond that can give souls to dead things and can also communicate with each other. Potential souls, including gods.”

These are not entirely his previous research results, and some of them come from his perception of learning the spells in the human skin book.

Night Falcon muttered to himself: “I can give souls to dead things, give dead things… I understand!”

His eyes lit up, and he murmured very fast: “The spirituality of blood is the residue of the soul, so filthy blood will affect people’s reason, no matter what, it will be affected, but dead things will not, so god-level filth The real use of blood is not on people, but for enchanting!”

Lin Jie didn’t hear clearly: “?”

What do you unserstand?

Ye Falcon thanked Boss Lin joyfully, and walked to the side dancing.

Lin Jie looked at the silly boy kindly, sighed, decided to give up the treatment, and looked at the next one: “I remember you are called a bookworm? What do you think?”

The scholars who were named were nervous, as if they were called to ask questions by the teacher in class, and stammered out their thoughts.

…

“Section Chief, it’s an emergency!”

Claude suddenly opened the door of the conference room.

Joseph, who was in a meeting with other departments, immediately stood up, looked at the door, checked his eyes, turned his head and apologized to the others, and walked out the door.

“What’s the matter? Is there any movement in the bookstore?” Joseph walked to the corner and asked casually.

Claude whispered: “Wilde finally appeared!”