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Chapter 69 Xia Zuo of Flowers and Books
【Bookseller Xia Zuo's stiff face seemed to twitch. 】

【Snapped! 】

[You see that the other party seems to be still awake, so he slapped him again. 】

[The other party's eyeballs turned like dead fish, and after a long time, he said weakly:
"cold."】

Chen Qi let out a breath.

That's right, being dug out of the snow, under normal circumstances, it should be said to be cold, what the hell is laughing.

Not crazy, not dead, which is a good thing.

[You take a closer look at this young man in thin clothes, with messy curly blue hair, engraved with words on his body, full of scars, and his hands are firmly held by a black shackle. 】

The level of this criminal book seller is not high, you can check the panel.

View the panel.

【Book seller-Xia Zuo
Level: 11 (seriously wounded and restrained by shackles)
Sexuality: Huashu (you remember that this person's sexuality is a little crazy)
Condition: Extremely cold.

HP: 5/36
Power: 8
Agility: 16
Inspiration: 98
Spiritual power: 0 (the flow of spiritual power in the body is sealed)
Introduction: The young book seller who originally belonged to the 9th district of Xindu is a genius of calligraphy and has profound knowledge. He is even qualified to participate in the test of book recorder.

But with his family down, he started translating and selling banned books, was arrested and lost everything.

】

Chen Qi quickly swept over.

Inspiration 98!

This number is quite high. In the Xinri game, most of the promotion items cannot be reused, and the promotion of inspiration is not easy.

The state is extremely cold and the blood volume is too low.

In the next instant, the opponent's HP text changed from 5 to 4 in front of him.
You won't be frozen to death in front of me...

If the other party is dead, then this trip will be in vain.

【You see death in the other person's eyes. 】

[The other party is in a cold state, whether to take out the hot potion to help the other party. 】

Yes.

Chen Qi immediately made a choice.

Give me life, at least for now.

【You take the scorching potion out of the cowhide bag, open the hot bottle cap, pry open the opponent's mouth, and pour the potion. 】

【The hot potion flows into the opponent's throat, and then spreads to the opponent's whole body. 】

Chen Qi glanced at the opponent's panel again, the extreme cold state was slowly being lifted, and the blood volume had not decreased.

【You observe the other person, he needs rest and enough warmth. 】

You can't act rashly now, you have to wait for his body to recover before he can do things.

A sentence of text jumps out.

【Would you like to find a shelter from the wind, light a fire, and form a temporary residence?】

I hope this person has enough strength to translate the Book of Hell.

For this glimmer of hope of translating the Book of Hell, he had to find a way to rescue the other party at this moment.

Yes.

【Dengyinghu heard the book seller, and jumped back on your shoulder. 】

【You call the little donkey over, and put the weak book seller Xia Zuo on top of it. 】

Now Dengyinghu's status as a giant shadow is over, and he can only rely on the little donkey to give people and pack things.

I have to admit that in this snowstorm, the little donkey is still useful occasionally.

【Seeing that he was finally useful, the little donkey was very excited. He spit out hot air from his nose, and tried to follow you forward against the wind and snow, showing his usefulness. 】

[Start looking for a place to make a fire...]

[In the distance, you found a broken tree with a height of [-] meters. There is a tree hole under the tree, which can be used as a shelter against the snowstorm. 】

[You hold the debt-clearer's long knife, and after confirming that this is just an ordinary tree hole, you cut off some branches, take out the fire crossbow, and start to light the fire. 】

[Puff! 】

[The bonfire is lit, bright and warm. 】

[Dengyinghu and the little donkey approached the campfire to keep warm. 】

[The temperature emitted by the campfire makes you exhale a breath of cold air, and your body gradually warms up. 】

[The cold also makes you feel tired, you hold the long knife and lean against Dengyinghu and the little donkey. 】

[In the warmth of the bonfire, you close your eyes, enter a resting state of vigilance, and recover your strength...]

When the snow comes, Chenqi also turns on the air conditioner in the house, so he can't wander around in Xindu like before, and needs to be more prepared.

"..."

【stare! 】

【You hold the long knife tightly, you seem to hear the ravings of people!】

【You open your eyes, Xia Zuo, a book seller covered in bruises, is lying on the ground, looking at you wearily. 】

Chen Qi checked the panel, and with the help of the hot potion and the bonfire, the extreme cold state of the opponent's body had been lifted.

[The book seller Xia Zuo saw the long knife in your hand and stared at you intently:
"Thank you for saving me, benefactor.

Let me see, you have a night watchman on your body, and you have the breath of a medicine garden. I seem to see the words on your body. You have experienced a lot of things recently. It is a book of life for a small person to grow up. "]

What the hell, Chen Qi smacked his mouth, this seems to be a freak.

[The long knife at your waist is about to move. 】

[The book seller Xia Zuo shrinks back, he raises his hands that are bound by shackles:

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't help but say it, it's just a little bit of my own... a strange hobby, I like to read the life books of the people I see, and listen to those boring and interesting stories.

Benefactor, I didn't have this habit before, it's just that I have developed this habit after staying in those prisons for too long. "

The book seller shows weakness to you. 】

This is indeed a weird person, and he is very talkative...

Chen Qi lay back, and the other party was surprised to accept it.

Thinking about it carefully, the Flower Witch who is a master pharmacist is quite strange.

【You clenched the long knife tightly and asked if the other party's health improved. You are very eager to learn the contents of the Book of Hell. 】

【"It's not bad, benefactor, you can send me to the prisoner hunter or someone else. It's a lucky thing that you can pick up my walking gold coin before I die."】

【He knows that with his strength, as long as he doesn't die, it is impossible for him to escape the pursuit of the prisoner hunters, so he might as well be caught back sooner. 】

【You rescued him, and the other party told you that he had no desire to run away, and he would obediently accompany you back to collect the money. 】

[But before that, he hopes that you can tell some of your stories. After all, in the rest of his life, you may be the last person to tell his stories. 】

【"It's still snowing outside now, my friend, just chatting for a while, even if the person with the lantern can't always run around, and the debt collector's knife can't, isn't it?"

The book seller looked at Daxue with complicated eyes. 】

This man can see his nature and knife.

Chen Qi rested his chin, and the NPC in the game did not have a panel, which meant that the other party had good observation skills.

This is not a bad thing. The other party has two brushes and enough knowledge, which means that the other party has the possibility of translating the Book of Hell.

[Fire flashes in your eyes, and you look at the person in front of you, he is more knowledgeable than you. 】

【Please make your choice. 】

[One, gently agree to the other party, fabricate a story, and use it to bring up the "Book of Black Hell".

Second, pull out the long knife and directly threaten the other party to translate the Book of Hell. 】

I feel that this strange person is not the type who is afraid of death.

Chen Qi thought about it and chose one.

[You add oil and vinegar to the story and tell your story to the other party. 】

【Dengyinghu, who is warming up by the fire, also pricked up his long ears, and listened to the stories you made up together with the book seller Xia Zuo. 】

[In Telling Stories Before the Campfire...]

[After a while, Deng Yinghu and the book seller Xia Zuo opened their mouths, showing surprised expressions. 】

【"Sure enough, everyone's story is different. They were able to help the debtors, and they were able to get close to the Flower Witch, and they even picked up a long knife.

I have to admit, benefactor, your luck and strength are very good. "

The debtor exhales hot air,
"Unfortunately, time is running out, benefactor, the wind and snow outside have become smaller.

I can see greed in your eyes. I don’t know how much reward Heihe Prison offered me for this useless person. I hope there will be 5 white yen. "]

【"Benefactor, according to my knowledge, the snow outside is very unusual. There are many more terrifying monsters than that giant deer. For your safety, you can send me back to prison. Live in this blizzard."

The book seller Xia Zuo said, he told you that you can send him back to receive the reward. 】

So direct...

Chen Qi felt that the other party was more anxious than him, but compared to the reward amount of 10 white yen, the translation ability of the other party was more important.

[Do you ask the other party if you can translate the banned book? 】

Yes.

[You hold the long knife and make sure that there are no traces of people in the wind and snow outside the tree hole. 】

【The wind and snow hit your face, you slowly turned your head and asked if the other party could help you translate a black forbidden book?】

[Xia Zuo is startled. 】

(End of this chapter)