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Chapter 65 065. Best-selling Novelist
I saw Xia Yi's eyes wandering on the bookshelf, and after a moment, he seemed to find what he wanted.

He didn't rush to get it, but called the boss of the book shop, asked him to take it off, wrap it up, and then left with two fingers holding the package.

Qiao Mu watched Xia Yi walking in the direction of returning to the Gucheng Hotel. He came to the bookshelf, glanced at it, and found that the bookshelf was full of works by a writer.

"Crazy House", author: Wu Shan.

"The Call of the Dark Night", author: Wushan.

"Wild Cat", author: Kiriyama.

These works all seem to be novels, and tend to be in a horror, thriller, and weird style. From Qiao Mu's point of view, they are somewhat incompatible with the background of this old city.

Qiao Mu randomly pulled out a novel called "Visitors from Another Country". As soon as he opened it, he only caught a glimpse of the catalog when the bookstore owner on the side came over.

"Boss, if you like any one, tell me and I'll wrap it up for you. We don't do charity work here."

What he meant was to tell Qiao Mu not to stand and read for nothing.

Qiao Mu closed the book.

"We're not friends, don't be so open-minded."

Soon, the bookstore owner's eyes became hazy. He glanced at Qiao Mu and sat back without asking any more questions.

[A novel depicting the real world, be careful, this work is too real and may easily cause readers to be confused about reality! 】

In the field of vision, red text is branded on the title page.

Qiao Mu briefly flipped through it and was quickly attracted by the content. After reading it for more than ten minutes, he almost forgot what he was here for.

"The descriptions here are so real that they almost caught up with me."

Qiao Mu couldn't help but sigh with emotion, just like the novels he wrote based on real events, this book also gives people a similar feeling. At the same time, the writing style is better and the reading is very smooth. It's enough to become a best-seller.

It's just that it doesn't have the blessing of [Ghost] like Qiao Mu, so the words don't have such a weird magic power that can make people immerse themselves in it.

Even so, the weird, wonderful, and creepy scenes depicted in it are still impressive, and one can't help but wonder when the author was discharged from the hospital.

"Boss, is this author famous?"

Qiao Mu asked the boss who was sitting behind the counter staring at him as a nympho, and asked casually.

"Of course, Mr. Kiriyama is a hot best-selling author nowadays. You can see that his works can be put together as a sign. He is really a genius. He can create so many excellent books in just two years. Works, ah, among them, the one I recommend most is "The Call of the Dark Night". As long as you read this book, you will understand why he is loved by so many people."

The boss kept chattering and talked a lot.

Qiao Mu picked the key points and memorized them, then looked at the empty space on the bookshelf.

"Which one did that person buy just now?"

"Oh, it's The King in Yellow."

The boss replied without thinking.

Qiao Mu pulled out an identical copy of "The King in Yellow" from the vacant spot, waved it towards the boss, and then left with the book in his ambiguous eyes.

Since he was not allowed to stand here to watch, Qiao Mu could only borrow it back to watch.

Some students may ask, isn’t Qiao Mu stealing books?

"How can a scholar's affairs be considered stealing? Stealing books is not stealing."

Qiao Mu saw that the person who had stolen things before had disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood on the ground, which melted some of the frozen muddy water.

He returned to the Gucheng Hotel and saw that the place was already very busy. Many guests in formal attire were gathering in the front hall. Even if Qiao Mu didn't know any of them, he could infer that these people were from the Gucheng Hotel just by listening to the few words they talked about. The dignitaries, the mayor, the police chief, the local squires, the newly wealthy businessmen, and the celebrities from well-off families are basically the people who can speak in the old city.

This is understandable. Li Qing is spending New Year's Eve here tonight, so those who want to curry favor with him will naturally come over.

It can be said that the rulers and masters of this city are sitting in the Gucheng Hotel tonight.

In Qiao Mu's field of vision, the crimson words kept jumping out.

[Be careful, this guy is proficient in making all kinds of poisons, and even his own blood is highly poisonous. You don’t want to bleed to death from your seven orifices, do you? 】

[He has a gun in his arms, and within seven steps, he is fast and accurate, so please be careful, otherwise you will have your eyes opened! 】

[Pay attention, this man's skin is very thick, don't try to hurt him with ordinary swords, you will regret it the moment your neck is broken! 】

There are many strangers with extraordinary abilities among them. If they want to make trouble at this banquet, it is tantamount to seeking their own death.

Qiao Mu also probably came to some conclusions.

That is, most of the extraordinary abilities of strangers come from acquired pollution, which allows those wealthy people and rulers to plunder the world, improve their extraordinary abilities, and thereby further consolidate their status.

Just like a transcendent person like Li Qing who can defeat dozens or hundreds of people without any effort, even firearms may not be able to break his defense. Under this absolute gap in combat effectiveness, the vast ocean of the People's War will be endless. It's different from a fool's dream.

Because of this, this world looked like the modern world that Qiao Mu knew, but the actual layout was very different, and the role of assassination was much greater than he originally imagined.

After all, if you can kill a transcendent, it can really change the political landscape in a certain area.

Of course, not today.

Qiao Mu was not sure how much his [Dark Ghost] could influence these strangers. He walked through the hall and saw Li Qing being surrounded by many people. Everyone was vying to curry favor with him, and there was a commotion.

Li Qing naturally noticed Qiao Mu. He nodded in greeting, which made many people pay attention. After all, the identity of the person who could make Li Qing take the initiative to greet him must be extraordinary!

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As soon as those flattering eyes came to Qiao Mu, he got goosebumps all over his body.

Flattery, desire, speculation, as if each of them has become a "good friend" with himself.

As a patient with severe social phobia, Qiao Mu was naturally not suitable for such an occasion.

He came to the side of the hall, next to the phonograph with the big brass horn.

I don't know if the gramophone was broken or not turned on. It just stood there quietly.

Qiao Mu put his ear close to the horn, as if he was listening to something.

Several people in the outer circle of the crowd around Li Qing noticed this scene. They thought that if they couldn't talk to the general, they would at least have to say hello to Qiao Mu, who Li Qing took the initiative to say hello to just now, and they walked to Qiao Mu's place step by step. On the side, he didn't dare to speak directly, but looked at Qiao Mu and nodded solemnly and seriously, as if he had heard something very important.

But the phonograph wasn't running at all. What did Qiao Mu hear?
"What are you listening to?"

On the side, a man in a suit mustered up the courage to go up and ask.

"listen."

Qiao Mu put her fingers in front of her lips, making a gesture of silence, and gave up her position.

The man leaned his head over, but didn't hear any sound.

"It's amazing, isn't it?"

Qiao Mu suddenly said to the man, there is a gesture of knowing everything, if you don't understand, I can't explain it to you.

The man was stunned, rolled his eyes, and seemed to have thought of something. He soon showed a subtle expression and nodded.

"Yes, it's amazing!"

He agreed.

The people next to him looked at each other, not knowing what was so strange about it.

Several people came over one after another and listened to the empty gramophone horn in imitation.

After a while, they were thoughtful, and each of them showed a look of surprise.

"Yes, it's really amazing."

"Wonderful, wonderful."

"It's amazing!"

Several people talked to each other, discussing the "voices" they heard.

At this moment, the man who started at the beginning suddenly turned his head, looking for Qiao Mu's figure.

But they found that Qiao Mu had already disappeared.

(End of this chapter)