Book of Gods and Demons

Not long after nightfall, Muteste's silver-cyan body hung diagonally in the eastern sky, and the moonlight shining all over the world like water.

The sea breeze screamed, thick rain clouds seemed to be born out of nothing, covering Tulum Harbor in just a few breaths. The strong smell of water filled the air, too fast for you to cover your ears, two lightning flashes flashed by, before the sound of thunder could be heard, the pouring rain was already whizzing down.

Qiantan District, this is the most traditional settlement of rich people in Tulum Port.

Many years ago, when Tulum Port was gradually transformed from a smuggling gathering place to a real city, the rich and powerful families from Jiaxijia Island built the first batch in the calm and beautiful Qiantan area. Family fortress.

Over the past 100 years, these family fortresses have been gradually transformed and expanded, forming a vast estate with numerous buildings.

The old house of the Caban family is just south of this extremely luxurious manor, on the edge of the beach. There is a small hill on the left and right, and a small tower with a height of more than sixty feet was built on it.

Decades ago, more than a dozen artillery pieces were installed in these two small towers to protect the manor.

Time passed, and after the Empire annexed Tulum Port, the artillery in the two small towers was removed, but elite gunners and archers are still stationed in the towers, which are still effective support points for the protection of the manor.

In the gorgeously furnished restaurant, which is mostly decorated in black and red, the senior members of the Caban family are enjoying a delicious meal.

According to the tradition of Jiasijia Island, every day dinner is a serious ceremony.

Everyone gathers here to exchange feelings, exchange knowledge, discuss major family matters, and resolve conflicts and disputes between each other. All things, any sex, no matter how big or small, can and must be brought to the table for discussion.

The dining table is the bond of family ties. Family members holding real power gather together to communicate with each other openly, eliminate any possible discord and misunderstanding between each other, and ensure that the family works together and moves forward.

The huge oak dining table is quite a bit bumpy, and years have left imprints on it that cannot be erased.

On the long dining table, sterling silver candlesticks are lined up, and the white candles with thin arms emit a sharp light, illuminating the huge dining room, and also illuminating the large axe hanging on the four walls of the dining room. Display items such as epee and shield.

The head of the long dining table and the tall chair are empty. Like several other families, Charon Jon Caban, the head of the Caban family, one of the seven-member committee of Tulum Port, was also trapped. To the city hall and failed to come back.

At the end of the long dining table, facing the back chair belonging to Charon, Ga Rong Rong Caban, the current deacon of the Caban family in Port Tulum, and Charon’s uncle, sitting upright on the chair, Seriously, using a wooden knife, I picked up a pinch of platinum caviar and carefully smeared it on the goat's milk white bread.

Ga Rong wears the traditional costume of the indigenous people of Jiaxijia.

Riding boots, hunting trousers, old big belt inlaid with gold and jade, white shirt made of muslin cloth, gray leather vest, two short machetes hanging around the waist.

According to the tradition of Jiasijia Island, the head of a family must be the middle-aged, powerful, ambitious, cruelest, and smartest. Such a householder makes a plan, makes an overall plan, and points out the direction of the family.

And the deacon of the family must be a treacherous, treacherous and clever old man like Ga Rong.

If a family is an army, the head of the family is the commander, and the deacon of the family is the staff. The commander can issue any order, and the staff officer is responsible for checking and filling vacancies, making these orders more perfect and more in line with the interests of the family.

The table was full of delicacies.

Platinum caviar, pink foie gras, plump fresh big oysters, precious sea fish soaked in red wine sauce... and golden bunting birds with attractive aromas, smeared with thick sauce, The wild duck in a strange shape...

The most attractive is a roasted whole lamb in the middle of the table.

A golden roasted whole lamb crawling on a huge sterling silver dinner plate, a middle-aged man with a moustache grabbed a knife and cut off a large piece of lamb ribs with a smile on his face. On the dinner plate, he blew a whistle triumphantly.

Ga Rong raised his head and looked at the twelve tribesmen sitting on both sides of the dining table.

The three tribesmen, who are about the age of Charon, are nearly fifty years old. They wear large open-necked dresses in the style of the Durham Empire. The black dresses are thick and conservative, just like the feeling of the Durham Empire. Putting on this dress, people seem to have become a small pestle there.

Nine young people in their thirties and nearly forties, they are wearing small-collar tuxedos in the style of the Ice Sea Kingdom. In terms of details, they have made some gorgeous changes unique to the Gaul Republic.

This makes these tuxedos look lively and agile, with a fancy flavor that young girls appreciate more.

Not solemn enough, not traditional enough...

But to talk about tradition... Ga Rong looked down at the traditional Garsijia dress on his body and snorted softly. The wooden knife in his hand took a little bit of strength, and suddenly crushed several fish roe, a fishy smell. Floated out.

Tradition, among the senior members of the Caban family, the only ones who are still willing to wear the traditional costumes of Jiasijia are Ga Rong and a few other old guys.

These young people with real power, they are not even as good as the family guards from humble backgrounds.

Ga Rong, whose mood suddenly became bad, threw the goat's milk bread in his hand on the dinner plate, waved the wooden knife with his right hand, and banged the red wine glass in front of him hard, making a crisp sound of ‘ding, ding’.

The red wine glass made of natural crystal is brilliant and beautiful.

But these red wine glasses made Ga Rong's mood even worse.

When he was young, when he had dinner with his tribe, everyone used bronze and silver drinking vessels. Each wine vessel has a history, is a good thing uploaded by the ancestors, inscribed with the glory of the family, and recorded the vicissitudes of the family.

These young people now like these bright and colorful gadgets.

Does this fresh product bought at a high price from the United Kingdom of Nice have the texture and history of those bronze and silver wineware?

The twelve Kaban people who were laughing and groaning were letting go of their belly and eating and drinking. At the same time, they put down the tableware in their hands and looked at the old man Ga Rong solemnly.

Charon squatted in the city hall and couldn't come back. Ga Rong was the most authoritative person on the table.

A young man in a tuxedo with long hair tied in a ponytail behind his head and a strong perfume smell on his body smiled and said, "Grandpa Ga Rong, are there any arrangements?"

Ga Rong glanced deeply at the younger generations at the table one by one, and said in a deep tone: "The **** demon of Jiaxijia has come ashore, and she has messed up Jiaxijia Island. The relatives on the mountain complained one by one. Not overlapping."

"Can't let her mess up Tulum Port." Ga Rong said coldly: "So these days, you are all safer... Your subordinates have also watched me closely, safer, and don't cause trouble. ."

Ga Rong sternly warned his younger generations: "Remember, the slave trade in Tulum is more than 70% owned by the Kaban family. And that female devil, her attitude towards slave trade, you know. If so. We will be very troublesome if we bump into her hand, we will be very troublesome."

The wind and rain were violent outside, the thunder roared, and the huge thunder sound exploded, causing the weapons and shields hanging on the wall in the restaurant to hum and resonate.

Among the internal labors of the Kaban family, Shivard Jong Kaban, who specializes in the slave trade, touched his beard, and said solemnly: "Uncle Ga Rong, you can rest assured that our recent slave hunting team is returning to Hong Kong. , It will be a month and a half later. By then, the devil had already rolled back to her lair."

After a cough, Shivard said leisurely: "Actually, today, our Kaban family don't need to be so careful? Even if the devil holds the military power, she is just a mere duke... that majesty... "

Ga Rong waved the wooden knife: "Shut up, idiot. No matter how noble the status of that majesty is, he is in the imperial capital; the devil's head is on Jiasijia Island. If you make a mistake, let her grab an excuse, Emperor **What happened to my Caban's family, will that highness vent for us afterwards?"

"Don't you know the face of the nobleman?" Ga Rong said dissatisfiedly: "Even if your Royal Highness really remembers our contributions over the years, he took revenge for us afterwards...What meaning does it mean to us?"

Ga Rong drooped his eyelids and said gloomily: "The momentum is not right, UU reading www.uukanshu.com I feel dangerous. It is even more dangerous than the time when the Empire annexed Tulum Port 40 years ago."

"Send soldiers into the city hall. Charon was trapped inside, and he couldn't even go home to dine... or even a word." Ga Rong murmured: "Now we are also the nobles of the empire. There is no real evidence. Don't be afraid. She dared to plant the devil indiscriminately."

"But remember, remember, the devil is in Tulum Harbor for one day, she restrains her people, and must not commit crimes."

"Honestly squat at home." Ga Rong said solemnly: "Whoever dares to cause trouble to the family at this time, I will do it myself."

The twelve members of the Kaban family looked at each other and nodded solemnly.

The **** female demon of Cassica, how many natives of Cassica has been killed over the years. Even Shivard, a big figure in Tulum harbor, feels chills when he thinks of Duke Ross.

There was silence for a while in the dining room, and Shivard suddenly laughed: "However, Uncle Ga Rong, the plan that your Royal Highness mentioned before to form a marine force in Tulum Port, as long as the matter is completed, our Kaban family I can also hold a few regular combat divisions..."

The cold light in Ga Rong's eyes flickered, he took a deep look at Shivard, and gently waved the wooden knife in his hand.

"Shut up and eat...If the plan is successful, perhaps, we can also replace the ‘Rong’ in the clan’s name with the more noble ‘Feng’!"

"By the time……"

With an indescribable smile pretending to be mysterious, Ga Rong stuffed a box full of caviar into his mouth intoxicated.

"By the time!"

Twelve members of the Kaban family sighed intoxicated at the same time, smiling mysteriously.

‘Boom, boom boom’!

There was a dull cannon sound, and the crazy screams and curses of the Caban family and servants came from outside the restaurant.