The corner bookstore, 256 Iris Street, the origin of the name of this store is most likely due to their location, located at the end of Iris Street, next to Santi Street, which is a commercial district, and you can see the flow of people in and out of the store from a distance.

Jingle bell~

The brass bell at the door rang under the striking of metal picks, and when you entered the door, you could only vaguely see one-third of the bookshelves erected on the counter, and at the front of these bookshelves were several iron shelves, on which were stacked with newspapers from major publishing houses, and the smell of ink was a little heavy, and the smell of literature seemed to be rushing to the face.

Walking through the bookshelf and directly to the inside, the store manager was sitting behind the counter, a middle-aged man, with brown-red hair, a somewhat rough face wearing round-rimmed glasses, a mustache, a linen-colored vest, and a cigarette butt in his hand.

Donald stepped forward and noticed that he was holding a newspaper in his hand, and the page on it was a large line in bold letters: Accumulation of Capital and Precise Investment.

This is a bookstore owner who focuses on economic development.

"If you value any book, please tell me that the price at the back of the book is the actual price. ”

The middle-aged man raised his head, said simply, noticed that Donald was not holding the goods in his hand, and lowered his head to continue reading the newspaper.

"Actually, I want to buy the book "Exorcise Evil", and I also need a newspaper from June 13 to June 22, I wonder if there is one in the store?"

There were also ten bookshelves and thousands of books around, and he only knew one title, and he didn't know when he was going to find them, as well as the important events mentioned in the diary, because the pages were torn by the predecessor, and the things that the predecessor did during that time did not leave any traces.

Newspapers may be a good carrier, and the news agencies of this era should have shown a strong ability to gather information, and the big or special things that happened in those days will be recorded.

"Exorcise the Evil?" Listen to the name, this is not ordinary, is it a religious book?"

The store manager glanced at Donald with some confusion, with a sense of scrutiny.

"Yes, I am a student at the Faculty of Religion at the University of Godot and have been working on this recently. ”

The name of a college student is still very useful, at least as a scholar in the department of religion, it is not surprising that you want to buy some books on religion.

"I'm sorry, but I just took over the bookstore, and my father told me that the books in this store are only for economic and entertainment purposes, and don't sell any religious books, eh...... My father has been in this bookstore for almost fifteen years, and he knows every corner very well, so his words, I think, are credible, maybe you can go to the bookstore run by the church, and you should find what you want there, and as for the newspapers from the 13th to the 22nd, I have them, but because they are expired, they are all hoarded in the warehouse, and I can take you to pick them up, do you need them?"

The market for religious books is not large among the common people, and people with low incomes may go to the churches of major churches while having their own beliefs, but it is impossible to get them to pay for books that are not of great practical use.

"Then buy the newspaper. ”

Books are not available for the time being, and newspapers are fine.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll let my dad come out and see the store. ”

The shopkeeper turned and opened the wooden door behind him, and immediately he could hear the call from inside, and behind the book house was their residence.

After a while, the store manager came out with obvious joy on his face.

"Sir, I think today is a lucky day for both of us, my father said that there happens to be a copy of "Expulsion of Evil" in the warehouse, and he will take you there if it is left from the past. ”

As he spoke, the store manager opened the small wooden door next to the counter, and the warehouse he was talking about was actually the basement of the house, in the back room.

"Thank you very much. ”

Donald soon met the store manager's father, an old man with gray hair, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and cheeks already noticeable, and a slight crook on his back, but still looking in good spirits overall.

"Cann Antoine, it's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Donald Grant, I'm the same, I didn't expect you to have Exorcise the Evil here, and it was a lot of time for me. ”

The old man stretched out his hand first, and Donald hurriedly shook his hand and bowed slightly in respect, and his gesture made the smile on Canne's face deeper and deeper.

"It's really a very coincidental thing, in fact, there is only one in my bookstore, and it has been in the warehouse for many years, because of some things, I kept it for a long time, and it should have been returned to the religious bookstore, you have to understand, like this kind of special book because there are very few people to buy, and the print run is also very small, I remember when I went to buy it, I saw that there seemed to be only about ten copies in the other party's warehouse, and the other party also asked me who the person who bought the book was, why I bought the book, it was really strange.....

When you are older, you like to reminisce about the past, which is a common habit of old people, and Kann seems to have a special memory of this book, especially profound.

Donald followed behind him, thinking about this question, and through the old man's words, he could know that this book had a very small print run, and ordinary people would not buy it, and that book seemed to have a strong purpose in it.

It's like an introduction to eating crabs, and the whole story describes how to eat crabs, and the people who buy this kind of book think that they are people who have a need for eating crabs, right?

This means that the person who asked the old man for the book "Expulsion of Evil" was probably also threatened by some evil force, and thought of solving the problem through religious methods, just like himself.

In the basement, under the utility room next to the kitchen, the wooden lid was pulled open with a brass ring to let the sunlight illuminate the entrance, and Cann took a match and kerosene lamp from the side and went down the stairs.

"Mr. Grant, do you want the newspaper from the 13th to the 22nd?"

"Yes, because of busy affairs in those days, I haven't had a chance to watch it, and I want to make up for it, otherwise I won't have a conversation topic with anyone. ”

Cane carried the kerosene lamp, and lit the kerosene lamp hanging in the basement as it was illuminated, the basement was not large, and it should be described as a cellar, full of miscellaneous items of various maxims, some of which had accumulated a lot of dust.

"I'll have to find out where that book is, Mr. Grant, you can sort out the newspapers next to you, choose what you want, our newspapers are folded according to the date, and the newspapers that no one buys accumulate and sell them to the scrapyard. ”

Cane reached out and pointed to the stacks of newspapers about calf-high next to him, and Donald Ton pulled them out one by one, a little repetitive, but not much.

"Monsieur Antoine, I would like to ask about the people who asked you for the book 'Expulsion of Evil', and if they were also religious students like me? ”

While collecting the newspaper, Donald roundabout and asked the last person who came here to buy "Expelling Evil", and the other party asked for it, but did not come to buy the book later, could it be that he had successfully expelled the evil existence in his body in other ways?

"No, he's not a student, he's just an ordinary person, but I was very impressed with him because he came to the bookstore with a bad face...... It's not the same as when you're sick or tired, it's a ...... I don't know what words to put to describe it. ”

In the memory, Kann frowned, even though a few years had passed, he still hadn't forgotten that scene, it was a light rain, the air was dull, and the man's pleading and weakness were the main reasons why he agreed to buy this book for the other party's church, otherwise he would not have bought this book alone, especially under the premise that its price was not cheap, he paused slightly, and continued:

"It's not that he didn't buy the book, in fact he came and picked it up the day I first got it, but five days later, he returned it, saying that he wanted me to keep it for me, and if anyone wanted to buy it in the future, he would give it to him...... The victims help each other, I remember him saying at the time. ”

"Aid to the victims...... How was he at that time?"

Fate, Donald sighed in his heart, it turned out that he was not the only one in the world who was troubled by this, and judging from the initial physical condition of both parties, his situation should be better than that gentleman.

"Very good, at least the mood is good, haha, it seems that my memory has not completely degenerated, I found it, it belongs to you now, the outside is wrapped in parchment, which he also gave me, saying that it can ensure that the book will not be mothed, and I put it in the cardboard box together after I got it. ”

He took out what he remembered from the worn cardboard box, turned around and handed it to Donald, who noticed his gaze, Kann Antoine explained.

"Can I open it and take a look?"

Patting away some of the dust accumulated on the surface, Donald held the parchment paper on the outside of the book in both hands, and the slippery touch was very abrasive.

"Of course, it's yours now, but I suggest you go up there, it's too dark for your eyes, there's a table and chair for reading by the window of the bookstore, and if you're willing to pay two halves (half a penny, about 5 yuan), I can add you a cup of tea." ”

Cane set out to extinguish the kerosene lamp in the basement, Donald holding the newspaper under his right arm, ripped open the small rope wrapped around the book, and after years of squeezing, the parchment was completely attached to the book.

Spreading out the parchment, before I could look at the book, I was attracted by some symbols on the parchment.

"It's ......"

With his eyes wide, Donald clutched the exposed corner of the parchment and whispered.

"What's wrong?"

Cane Antoine on the stairs turned around, and his hearing seemed to be good.

"Nothing, just surprised by the texture of the parchment, Monsieur Antoine, how much do these things add up?"

The action of closing the parchment paper was so hurried that the newspaper under his armpit almost fell off.