Book of Gods and Demons

　　In the Narwhal Wharf, there are dozens of large and small fish-cutting farms, but the lamprey fish-cutting farm is just the most inconspicuous.

　　 The workshop area is small, the number of workers is small, and the processing capacity for large-scale fish is limited.

　　 The most important thing is that the price of the lamprey fish-cutting farm is inflated, and the hands and feet of the workers are still a bit dirty. The large-scale fish entrusted to them to process, and some expensive and precious materials are often lost.

Therefore, the lamprey fish-cutting farm is usually deserted and deserted, and the location of the workshop is remote. It is near the beach promontory on the east side of the Narwhal Wharf, and the nearest family is half a mile away. On weekdays, it is difficult for ghosts and shadows all day long. See one.

　　 It was night, and the slightly thin full moon rose slowly from the east.

　　 The waves beat weakly against the reef, making a fine noise, and the endless sound of the waves swallowed many noises silently.

Anan’s hysterical anger came from inside the fish-cutting ground. In the workshop enclosed by log fences, several fierce mastiff dogs lazily drooped their tongues and swayed from the messy unloading ground. Over.

　　 A few ragged workers, dangling inferior mixed cigarettes, like the fierce mastiffs, leaned lazily against the gate, looking sneakily at the only gravel road leading to the gate of the workshop.

　　 The moonlight is like water, illuminating the road. The straight gravel road was clean, no people, no horses or horses.

　　 Several workers laughed in low voices, discussing which one of Yanan’s wife, two mistresses, and those underage daughters is more beautiful.

　　 Hearing Yanan's roar and abuse, several workers sighed at the same time.

　　 "The watery girl, it's such a waste." A worker complained in a low voice: "If it's left to us..."

　　 "Shut up, Master Myers' temper, you know." Another worker quickly stopped his companion: "I don't want to be sent to the Black Continent to play games with those dark gorillas."

　　 A few workers stopped talking. They occasionally glanced at the road, and most of their attention was focused on the workshop more than two hundred feet away behind them.

　　 In the other direction, outside the log fence near the workshop, in the dense grove, a tall and thin man stood quietly in the thickest shadow under the shade of the tree. There was a slender cigar in his mouth, and a faint red light flickered from time to time, and there was a faintly choking tobacco smell spreading in the air.

　　 Yanan's howls continued, and there were more cries of women and children.

　　 The man stood quietly under the tree, like a statue, even his eyelashes were motionless.

　　 A hoarse voice whispered behind the man suddenly: "Master Rittal sent you to protect Master Qiao? Are you watching here?"

The thin man's body suddenly stiffened, and his body suddenly became translucent, like a shadow left by a high-speed swift on the ground. He threw forward silently, and instantly he reached another one hundred feet away. Under the big tree.

When 　　 flew, the thin man spit out the slender cigar in his mouth. When he appeared under the big tree a hundred feet away, the cigar spit out of his mouth hadn't even landed.

　　 This cigar also failed to land.

A slender, white, white jade that is like the superb mutton fat, the palm of the hand that can be called a work of art came out silently from the darkness, and the cigar just dropped a foot more than it was gently held by him. In the finger.

　　 The ghost face shopkeeper is like a ghost shadow, without any sound, it slowly emerged from the darkness.

　　 He rubbed his hands, rubbed the burning cigar into a fine powder, and sprinkled it on the ground casually: "As a doctor who knows a little about medicine, I must tell you that tobacco is not good for the lungs."

'Gu Gu' laughed a few times, and the grimace shopkeeper sighed: "However, it doesn't matter. You guys who kill a thousand knives may be hacked to death at any time. Maybe you can't get the tobacco to kill you. The day of death."

　　The moonlight gleamed on the face of the grimace shopkeeper.

　　At night, in such a lonely grove, suddenly seeing the face of the grimace shopkeeper, the thin man was also frightened and almost didn't scream.

　　 After a few violent gasps, the thin man’s voice became a little distorted: "It's you... a grimace... I remember Master Qiao said to you that it's best not to come out to scare people at night."

　　 Many people in the Rittal family are no strangers to Grimace Shopkeeper. One is that Joe often goes to his drugstore to hang out, and the other is that his face is so recognizable.

　　Gimian's shopkeeper ‘guckled’, he took out a mask from his sleeve and slowly put it on his face. This is a pure white, smooth mask like a piece of white paper, without any facial features.

　　 Under the moonlight, the grimace shopkeeper wearing this mask was a bit more ghostly than when the face burned by the high temperature was exposed before, and it made people feel tighter, and the pores of his body were constantly sprayed with air-conditioning.

　　 The thin man gasped again. He cursed in a low voice, and then looked at the grimace shopkeeper with extreme vigilance: "Awesome, this mask is really amiable, it's amazing... What are you doing here?"

　　 The ghost face shopkeeper spread his hands and sighed softly: "Isn't this, you are worried about Master Qiao? Master Qiao is locked in, and torture is being used inside. Are you waiting here?"

　　 Joe was kidnapped and taken away by Myers. When the Grimace Shopkeeper got the news, it had been more than half an hour.

　　 Myers took Joe all the way across the Tulum Port, making turns and obliques along the way, changing several modes of transportation, and using a lot of means of getting rid of, and this led Joe to the Narwhal Wharf. It was already evening when he sneaked Joe into the lamprey parsecting field.

　　 Ghost Face Shopkeeper tracked all the way, and it was just after the moon rose, that he just found here.

"Master Qiao is such a good person. If it weren't for his kindness to help me get the goods, my pharmacy would almost not be able to open." The grimace shopkeeper murmured: "So, Master Qiao can Nothing can happen."

　　 The thin man snorted coldly: "Why did Master Qiao have something wrong with us staring at him?"

　　 The ghost face shopkeeper kept shaking his head: "That's not necessarily true. If you stare at useful words, how could Master Qiao be kidnapped here?"

With his hands in his sleeves, the grimace shopkeeper crouched and said slowly: "Not to mention, on the night of the 15th, Master Qiao opened the sea of ​​power... You know, I know a little about medicine, Master Qiao's. If his physical condition were not for great danger and great stimulation, he should logically have another two to three years before he would naturally open the sea of ​​strength."

"You have put Master Qiao in danger... Are you still watching here now?" The Grimace shopkeeper sighed heavily: "If it weren't for me, the children of the Rittal family are deeply emotional, and I would even doubt it. You are deliberately letting Master Qiao die."

　　 The thin man glared sharply: "Grimace, don't think that you are Master Qiao's'friend', so you can talk nonsense."

He said unceremoniously: "You are nothing but, Master Qiao thinks you are pitiful, and gave you a little reward, an'acquaintance'! You are not qualified to become Master Qiao's'friend'. Master Qiao belongs to the Rittal family. Master, we are worried about his safety."

"On the night of Zhongqiu, our brother was also trailing to protect Young Master Qiao. But who would have thought that Young Master, he actually broke into the outbreak point of Zhong Qiu's murder? He broke into the most dangerous core area?" In the thin man's tone, There was already a trace of irritation: "You know, Zhong Qiu's murder, our brother, a dozen people were killed or injured!"

　　 The Ghost Face Shopkeeper squinted his eyes, and said coldly: "Then what else can you say besides showing your incompetence? I'm going to go in now and rescue Master Qiao, you, or, what about you?"

　　 The thin man coughed slightly. In the woods, several figures shook, and then they hid in the shadows.

　　 Grimace shopkeeper’s "incompetence" evaluation was not only the one who made the thin man's heart irritated and hidden in secret, but the other Rittal subordinates who were in charge of secretly protecting Joe, also almost rushed out with anger and grimace shopkeeper.

"Master said, let Young Master Qiao experience more things." The thin man's voice became serious: "This is what the master meant. The young master has been pampered since childhood, but he can't be spoiled for life. So now, he needs some hammering and tempering. "

"Unless Master Qiao is in real danger, we will not take action." The thin man stared straight at the grimace shopkeeper: "This is the command of the master. Unless Master Qiao is in real danger, we will not take action. Will shoot. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

The thin man pointed to the workshop behind him, and said seriously: "What a great opportunity to let the young master face the darkness and viciousness of the human heart, and the turbidity and filth of those nobles. What a great opportunity. The young master is about to reach his age. At the age of eighteen, he is already considered an adult, and he will experience this sooner or later."

　　 The ghost face shopkeeper was silent for a while.

　　 Then, he gently shook his head: "It's a little bit of help, Master Rittal is not afraid, Master Qiao is over-stimulated and becomes that kind of psychologically distorted noble master?

"However, Lord Rittal also makes sense. This is a sinful world, and good people cannot survive in this world. Only to become bad people, become evil people, become worse and more cruel than all bad people and evil people. The murderous person is qualified to live freely in this world."

"I hope you can protect Master Qiao. After all, he is my only child in Port Tulum." The grimace shopkeeper put his hands in his sleeves, and muttered a little bleakly, "My only friend, I don't want him." Something happened."

　　 took a step back, and the ghost face shopkeeper retreated into the shadow under the tree.

　　 The breeze blew the branches and leaves of the big tree, and the grimace shopkeeper disappeared. Just as he appeared inexplicably, he disappeared inexplicably.

　　 Several Rittal’s secret guards flew out from the hiding place, and they quickly searched around a hundred feet around for a while, but they could not find the slightest trace left by the ghost face shopkeeper.

　　 "This old ghost..." The thin man took out another thin cigar and held it in his mouth, cursing in a low voice: "I have to report to the lord. What is the origin of this old ghost?"

　　 Cut through the fish farm, Qiao walked to the corner of the farm room cautiously, and pulled down a metal escalator from the metal frame above.