Book of Gods and Demons

"I, the hell?"

Joe stood in the bathroom, staring blankly at the large mirror, which was clear and bright.

Laplace, the weird creature that appeared suddenly, after a few smoke rings, it disappeared.

"Hey, what are you?"

Joe muttered in a low voice. He didn't dare to let Liya hear her.

If Liya knows about Joes auditory and visual vision, after so many years of Qiaos understanding of Liya, she will definitely go to the Yingui Church which belongs to Muteste and donate a lot Gold Coin, and then let a large group of nuns and mothers come and check his head.

Maybe, those terrifying nuns and mothers will pry his mouth open and pour him a lot of so-called'holy water' and'divine medicine'.

Joe is definitely not a "hearing hallucination" or a "visual hallucination". He just saw the weird creature calling himself Laplace.

"What the hell are you?"

In Joe's eyes, the three-circle and six-pointed star demon array emits a faint red light.

The mirror is bright and clean, without the slightest abnormality.

"Life is long, from now on, please take care of me."

Laplace was slow, and a weak voice sounded from Joe's mind: "I am pulling Praxi, I am the omniscient, I am in your mind."

"What do you want to do? Why did you come to me?" Joe lowered his voice and asked hurriedly.

After a long while, Laplaces voice came slowly: "Life is long and we have enough time to understand each other. Why are we in a hurry? Anxious, rush, panic, These negative emotions will not bring any benefit."

"Calm, be quiet, and maintain a peaceful mind. Then you will find that this World is so beautiful and your life is so wonderful , Your future is so wonderful."

Laplaces sharp, pointed laugh, like a parrot fish gnawing on the coral reef, sounded: "Of course, after you have me, your life, Your future will be more exciting, smoother, and rays of light ten thousand zhang more."

Qiao is stiff, he wants to tell this strange existence, he is very satisfied with his current life, He didn't want any more icing on the cake.

Without waiting for Joe to speak, Laplace said slowly with a high-pitched voice: "Of course, it might be more miserable, more helpless, more desolate? Life is long, Anything can happen, blushing!"

Then, no matter how much Joe mumbled, Laplace didn't make any noise.

"Hey!" Joe was flustered and exasperated spinning around in the bathroom. He gritted his teeth and muttered: "I am not Scarlet, I am, Joe!"

He thought Grab Laplace from his head. But looking at his plump face in the mirror, his head a few laps larger than the average person, he carefully calculated the difficulty of such an action, and he gave up his impulse in despair.

The experience last night was so terrifying.

The nightmare last night was so terrifying.

I havent recovered from the impact of one after another, and I havent been able to figure out what is going on with Blush and myself. The even more weird Laplace, the so-called All-Knowing One actually lives in him Head.

Wave after wave of shocks followed, Joes mind was messy, so when he walked out of the bathroom, his face was extremely gloomy, and every pore seemed to be spraying out. With chills.

"Oh, my dearest Joe!" Liya saw a gloomy Joe, her soft face suddenly changed.

"What's the matter with you? Your face is so ugly? Oh, poor Joe, mother's dear, you must have been terrified by what happened yesterday."

She hurried over In front of Joe, stand on tiptoe, extend the hand, patted Joe's plump face a little hard. Then, Liya's face changed slightly again, she lowered her head, looked at the barefoot Joe, and then at the half-high-heeled house slippers she was wearing, Liya frowned.

"Joe? Why did you grow tall overnight?"

Liya's face turned black for a while, she forgot to ask why Joe was unhappy, all Attention was shifted to why Joe suddenly grew taller.

"Benevolent Muteste, you are at least two inches taller!" Liya's face twitched slightly, and she screamed hysterically: "Joe, if this continues, there is no picture. The distinguished Young Lady of London is willing to marry you... Kind Muteste, who wants to marry a human-shaped wild bear?"

Qiao's already gloomy face became more gloomy and melancholy.

'Humanoid bear'?

What a gentle and respectable biological mother!

"Ah, dear Liya, dear, this is a good thing, a good thing." A brisk voice came in, and then he was nearly seven feet tall, with broad shoulders, long legs, and a strong and burly figure. , But a tall beer belly completely ruined the entire body shape and Hessian walked into the room briskly.

Looking in a very good mood, under Hessian's nose, two large beards rich in empire traditions trembling happily, like two dancing scimitars.

Hesse walked quickly to Joe, reached out and grabbed Liyas shoulders, lifted her up like a chicken, put her hands aside, then opened his arms and gave a strong hug Joe.

He said loudly with a smile: "Our son opened the sea of power. Isn't this normal? His power will continue to grow until he grows into a real man! Of course! , The only side effect is that he will grow a few inches taller!" Liya covered her forehead with her right hand, and let out an unbearable whine from deep in her throat.

"More inches, how many inches taller?"

"Muteste benevolent!"

Several maids gathered together cautiously and surrounded Leaving Liya's side, lest she could not bear the heavy blow and fainted to the ground.

Hesse and Qiaoxiang mutually glanced at each other, father and son shrugged at the same time, and then walked out of the room with their backs on their shoulders.

Lia sat heavily on the sofa in Joes room, murmured with a gloomy look: "Mute Muteste, its a good thing to open up the sea of power. But, Muteste benevolent. , Does Yingui Church have holy water that makes people dwarf?"

The faces of Joe and Hessian were twitched at the same time, as if they had not heard Liya's words.

Going out from Joes room is a huge living room. The shoe rack is filled with long and short boots of various colors, leather, velvet, silk, satin, and everything else. .

Two huge wardrobes are standing aside. One wardrobe is full of luxurious everyday clothes of various materials, and the other is dozens of black police uniforms.

Walking through the living room, it is a reception room with the same size.

In the reception room, there are two full walls of wine cabinets on which are placed a variety of fine wines. On the opposite side of the wine cabinet, near the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a circle of leather sofas surrounding a long table inlaid with gold. Next to the table is a cigar cabinet made of cedar wood. The huge cigar cabinet is messy. Full of large and small cigar boxes.

The two father and son lay down on the sofa comfortably and lazily. A maid helped them light a cigar, and the two began to swallow clouds and mist, and the reception room was immediately filled with a pungent smoke taste.

"What happened last night was a bit complicated. It was messy and troublesome." Hessen doesn't have that many girlfriends of Liya, but his news is always better than Liya.

He opened his mouth and vomited a long line of smoke, and Hessian said solemnly: "It's not just about dead people, not just the death of so many policemen, there are even greater troubles in it. So, I help You took half a month sick leave, stay at home and dont go out."

Joes face was twitched, half a month did not go out?

He straightened his body, frowned, and stared at Hessian vigorously: "Very troublesome? In Tulum Harbor, is there any trouble that our Vito family can't solve?"

Hessian's beard, which has been happily and constantly wagging, suddenly stopped: "Dear Joe, my most precious son, in Tulum Harbor...your father, the brilliant Hessian Lord, Vito's Patriarch, can Solve most of the troubles."

Shrugged, Hessen sighed: "But this time the trouble comes from outside Tulum Harbor, so..."

A light press: "So, low-key, low-key, low-key again."

Shaking his head, he took out a pale-gold booklet from the intimate pocket of Hessian corset. With a very frivolous and disapproving expression, he threw the booklet with the corner of this slightly rolled up on Joe.

"For half a month, since you have opened the sea of power, then, don't waste time, don't waste the family's 18 years of investment in you, hard work and hard-working cultivation."

"After experiencing what happened last night, I think you should understand the meaning of a man with enough power."

Hessen raised his head after spitting out a perfect smoke ring. Looking at the gilded beauty relief on the ceiling: "Your five subordinates, Billy and them, are all alive. So, you can cultivation with peace of mind."

Billy and the others, alive?

Qiao raised his eyebrows in surprise, and said with sincere emotion: "Praise the benevolent Muteste, then, I will rest assured!"

Then, he quickly grabbed it. A booklet.

Before opening the booklet, Joe put down his cigar and said to Hessian seriously: "Father... donate some money to the police station."

Joe remembered. The six mounted police who rode a charge last night actually saved him.

Hesse took a deep cigar: "Don't worry, when you rested last night, everything has been taken care of..."

A quick glance at Joe , Hessen said calmly: "I asked Billy to give them an extra sum of money. They would never tell what happened last night. But, son, I must say, I did a good job. Run away in danger. _ou run faster and farther than your five subordinates, which makes me very gratified."

Joe held his breath in his throat as if he hadnt heard Hessian. If you want to, each minding their own business opened the pale-gold booklet.

"The Basic Breathing Method of the Imperial Army", the first page of the booklet, is simply printed with a line of iron gray handwriting.

"Imperial Army?" Joe'forgot' what Hessen had just said, and looked up at Hessian in amazement.

"Shhh, contraband, you know." Hessian lowered his voice and muttered mysteriously in a low voice: "It is strictly forbidden to leak, dear son, you know."

Qiao understands the nodded.

'Prohibited goods'?

He likes it.

Flicking through the booklet in his hand, Joe's pupils were slightly red, and inexplicable anger piled up in his heart.

'Escape'?

'Next time, never run away'!

Not only anger, but also the shame of the unknown rise in the mind, filling Joe's heart with all kinds of Evil Thought.