Book of Gods and Demons

　　　　 Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the University Town Food Street entered the loneliest moment of the day.

　　 In the old grandmother’s tavern, Joe sits at a long table by the window.

　　 The dark clouds in the sky split a few gaps, and weak sunlight spilled from the gaps in the clouds, through the glass window, and fell on Joe's body. The fireplace burned in the tavern, and Joe was a little hot in the sun. He took off his thick fur coat and hat, revealing the uniform he was wearing inside.

　　 Tiny dust drifted by in the dim sunlight. On the road outside the window, a few fat-bodied stray dogs walked slowly, like a lady shopping.

　　 The old lady was resting on the long table with two elbows, her chin resting on her hands, her face was full of smiles as she looked at Joe eating and drinking.

　　 A crock pot of love potatoes and sirloin casserole, exuding a rich aroma, it is a wonderful product that people can't help but swallow. Joe took a big spoon and directly scooped out chunks of sirloin from the crock pot, chewing on it.

　　The juice splashes all over, and the fragrance is rich.

　　 The old lady didn't brag, the potato sirloin she cooked by herself is indeed a delicious taste that can make people crazy.

"awesome!"

"good to eat!"

　　 "Really... so delicious!"

Qiao satisfactorily loosened the two buckles of the waist leather bag...This delicious meal, he did not use the breathing method to speed up the absorption, but let these delicious tastes enrich his body and let the warmth of that fragrant fragrance relax. Slowly fill the whole body.

　　 Enjoying delicious food is a taste of life.

　　 Overeating in the North Canteen, or even taking a new type of power potion, is just for the most basic survival!

"Old lady, I don’t know your name yet. To be honest, your potato sirloin pot can even serve as the main dish in the Gaul restaurant in Port Tulum... The benevolent Mutheste is here, Port Tulum. The most arrogant big-nosed Gaul chefs, their veal steaks are not even half of your level."

The old lady smiled very brightly. She squinted her eyes happily, looking lovingly, and she was full of happiness, just like a cat who just ate her favorite canned cat and stretched her body lazily in the sun. .

"Mary...My name is Mary. Oh, this is the name my great-grandfather gave me, and my great-grandmother also calls this name." The old lady looked at Joe with a smile: "I also think that my stewed potato sirloin pot is the Imperial Capital. The best food."

　　 sighed, the old lady shook her head and said, "It's just that it's getting harder and harder to find good children who can appreciate my craft."

　　 Joe gently patted his bulging belly, and said with emotion: "I hate Hyderabad...but because of your pot of potato sirloin, I have a good impression of this **** place again."

　　 The old lady Mary stared at Joe in amazement: "You hate the imperial capital? Why? By the way, you are here, which university did you go to? Why do you come to eat in the street during the day?"

Joe frowned vigorously. He took a small bowl and scooped out the last bit of soup in the crock pot. He picked up a piece of brown bread and dipped it in the soup. As a snack after cooking, he stuffed it into his mouth little by little. in.

　　 He vaguely recounted his experience of coming to the imperial capital after leaving Ruhr City.

"I almost got shot when I got out of the car... And I dare to swear to the benevolent Muteste, I don't even know the guy named Matthew." Qiao sighed heavily: "The policeman of the Imperial Capital. , It stands to reason that they are my colleagues, they should take care of me!"

　　 "But the **** at the Imperial Capital South Station, the guy named Yankel..."

　　 Qiao Xu was complaining.

　　 Yankel deliberately delayed the time and asked the old fellow Belfin to call the door with a group of disgusting objects. It was clearly Matthew's fault. Belfin and the others insisted that Joe was planting the blame.

　　 Then, it was Yankel, too. Stuart IX took thousands of people to blackmail Joe, and there was no response from the South Station of the Imperial Capital, which Yankel was in charge of. As a result, Joe was blackmailed two million gold marks.

　　Mary's face drooped: "Two million?"

Joe nodded vigorously, and he sighed heavily: "Everyone says that Tulum Port is the most filthy and materialistic place in the empire, but I have never been blackmailed in Tulum Port... Unexpectedly, in the imperial capital, known as the core of the empire, the best land of the empire, I lost two million golden marks out of thin air."

　　 "But, spend money to buy peace, what else can I do? I am just a hillbilly who came to the imperial capital from Tulum Port and was not familiar with the place where I was born. I am even a little baffled why I came here."

　　 Joe sighed again: "However, there are still good people in the imperial capital... Director Hamer and Secretary Baggio, including my head teacher, Professor Franz, are very good to me. They take care of me and take care of me very much."

　　 "It was them, who infused my wounded heart with warmth, and made me feel this gray world..." Joe pointed towards the sky outside the window. The gap between the clouds disappeared, and the sky became gray again.

"This **** world still has justice, warmth and kindness." Qiao murmured: "I think with their care and care, I can have a comfortable college career... To be honest, in school Study hard for four years? I am full of expectations for my university life."

Qiao coughed heavily, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, my grades for elementary education and intermediate education are actually messed up... But what can I do? My mother Liya told me that I had a serious illness when I was a child and had a high fever for several days. , Burned my brain, I have been a little...stupid since I was a kid!"

　　 "My grades are not good, I admit it."

　　 "But I just opened up the Spirit Sea... Do you know what the Spirit Sea is?"

　　Mary Mary nodded quickly: "Of course I know that the old grandmother in the old grandmother tavern is still very well informed."

　　 The old lady Mary looked at Joe very seriously, and her eyes sparkled with the kindness and paranoia that the real grandmother could only see her aggrieved little grandson.

"I opened up a sea of ​​spirits, and then, in the past two days, I feel that my head is getting better and better... I think things are much clearer than before." Joe frowned, "Perhaps it is still far from those truly smart people. Some distance, but I think my brain is much easier to use than before."

　　 "So, I think, maybe I can learn something useful at the Judicial University?"

　　 Joe wiped the last bit of brown bread in a small bowl, and dipped the soup in the bowl clean.

　　 stuffed black bread into his mouth, and Joe raised a two-liter bronze beer glass.

　　Mr. Mary also raised a huge two-liter wine glass.

　　 An old and a young collided with the glass, and Joe took a sip and swallowed a full glass of beer. The old lady Mary was also unambiguous. She was shriveled and shriveled and raised her glass with pride, and she also smashed a full glass of beer with two mouthfuls.

　　 "Marilyn, my dear!" The old lady Mary raised the empty wine glass in her hand.

　　 A tall maid with a hot body and a height of nearly 6 feet 5 inches walked over quickly and delivered two large glasses of cold beer.

"My eldest brother Gorkin, he is now in the Lanyin corridor, beating up those dirty and smelly plateau puppies." Joe's face twitched: "My second sister Tifa, she is already Tulum. The official judge of the Hong Kong District Court."

"Old lady, I don’t really lack money in my family... Gorkin and Tifa, they can squat at home and eat and wait to die." Joe shrugged, "But, in the words of my mother Liya, they I chose... a more valuable path."

Patting his belly lightly, Joe murmured a little dreamily: "So, I actually want to do something serious... I used to think about it, but now, I think I have enough'IQ' to be serious. Plan for the future."

　　 "I am full of expectations for my university life... Then I was maliciously attacked the first morning in school."

　　 Joe didn't take his words seriously.

　　 Anyway, the old lady Mary gave him an extreme affinity. Perhaps, in Joe's eighteen years of life, he lacked the love of old people like Mary old?

　　He has a father and a mother. Both father and mother love him.

　　 But he lacks the love from his grandfather and grandmother generation.

　　 Joe felt the warmth and kindness of this kind of ‘cross-generation’ from the old lady Mary, so he didn’t add any oil and jealousy. Instead, he told the story flatly, telling the matter of the morning.

"My appetite is big, I didn't talk nonsense, I didn't waste food, I just reported my normal breakfast request..." Qiao coldly snorted, "The aunts in the cafeteria have misunderstandings. I can understand. Their noodles are just a big meal."

　　 "But the senior Duden, he is in charge of the school discipline inspector~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He is actually hostile...attack me deliberately!"

　　 Joe frowned: "I was in Port Tulum and was bombarded with field artillery in the street. I can feel the hostility in him!"

　　 The smile of the old lady Mary disappeared, she looked at Joe deeply: "What about then?"

"He is going to fight the justice of the Vatican senior, I blocked his fist with my body..." Joe blinked at the old lady Mary: "Stuart IX inspired me, and I vomited blood and fell to the ground! "

　　Mary Mary blinked her eyes desperately: "What about then?"

　　 Joe gave a light cough: "Professor Franz took me to the hospital."

　　 The corner of the old lady Mary's mouth evokes a smile: "What about then?"

Joe'chuckled': "I kept vomiting blood, and then, I got a tear of compassion from Mutesthe... Three hundred thousand gold marks, oh, oh, this account was counted on Duden's head ."

　　 The old lady Mary tilted her head and looked at Joe. She also laughed: "Then, you got a vacation?"

　　 Joe nodded triumphantly: "Of course, I am a wounded now!"

The old lady Mary kept smiling and shook her head. She sighed and stood up: "Poor child...Joe, you have to believe that Hyderabad is a place of justice, fairness, rules, and laws. ...You are a good boy, no one can bully you here."

　　 "Hmm, are you full? How about two more old grandmother's loving roast lamb legs? I will cook it myself!"

　　 Joe cheered and applauded vigorously.

　　 The old lady Mary suddenly became radiant. She rolled up her sleeves and hurriedly ran into the back kitchen of the tavern.