Book of Gods and Demons

　　Medland (—— Zhonglu)!

　　 Flowing honey and milk, the blessed land of the gods, the place where civilization is recast, all the glory belongs to Medland.

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　　 Tulum Harbor, the most eye-catching jewel in the Crown of the Durham Empire, a place of gold and silver, a place of sinful sin.

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　　Medland Glory Calendar August 15th, 1379.

at dusk.

　　 The Queen’s Plaza in the new city of Tulum Port, from north to south, along the central axis of the square, there are twelve giant sculpture fountains lined up, and cheerful people gradually gather.

　　 When the two rows of gas street lights came on on the main road on the east and west sides of the Queen's Plaza, the square was already crowded with people who laughed at Yan Yan.

　　 One by one blue-white or blue-red striped tents are like mushrooms, coming out of the crowd with stitches.

The men and women with gorgeous clothes and perfumes come and go in and out of the tents. In their hands, they have huge beer mugs, wooden, iron, copper, and more luxurious, even large beer mugs carved from crystals. , The beer glasses happily collided together, splashing large swaths of beer foam.

　　 "Cheers"!

　　 "Cheers"! !

　　 "Cheers"! ! !

　　 The cheerful shouts were like the thunder of summer night, rolling over the black and crushing crowd and spreading in all directions.

　　 Outside the tent, on the large and small grills, bunches of plump sausages were grilled ‘squeaky’ and oily, and the rich aroma wandered freely in the air, stirring the appetites of countless people.

At 8 o'clock, the plump, round face of'Muteste' climbed up the night sky little by little, and when the silver shining like water shone on the earth, the landmark building of Tulum Port, just north of the Empress Plaza, was two hundred and twenty-four high. On the bell tower of St. Hild's Cathedral in Mi, a few black priests held their breaths and pulled their arms violently. The twenty-four giant bronze bells rolled from side to side, making a huge roar.

　　 The vigorous and bright bells spread as the sea breeze drifted around.

　　 "Night of Mid Autumn!"

　　 "Harvest night!!!"

　　 "Yingui Night!!!"

Thunderous cheers erupted from the crowd. In the buildings on the east, west, and south sides of the Queen’s Plaza, facing the side of the square, all the windows were opened forcefully, and many girls in gorgeous dresses were carrying them. In the small basket, vigorously toss the green silver osmanthus leaves and the pale silver silver osmanthus flowers downward.

　　 Empress Plaza suddenly moved.

The flashy clown musicians twisted their bodies greatly, and played various musical instruments in the crowd. The cheerful music drove the cheerful young men and women. They held hands and formed a long line of people around. The square wandered and danced quickly.

　　 The nuns of Yingui Church in a group of ten, holding candles in their hands, walked slowly around the square. They wore white linen dresses, bowed their heads slightly, and sang hymns praising Muteste as they walked.

　　 Various acrobats are in the crowd, doing their best to show off their skills.

　　 spouting flames, throwing a wooden ball, riding a unicycle on a wire rope, colorful flowers popping up in his hands, or directing a colorful parrot to fly over the crowd with a variety of tarot cards in the air...

　　 Children surrounded these acrobats, screaming and laughing, jumping around like drunk monkeys.

Among them, some ragged teenagers or young people are unavoidable, they are like swimming fish in the sea of ​​people flexibly shuttle, keen eye care and concern sweeping everyone's waist, fingers like grease-filled moray, sticking in extremely smoothly. In the belt, bulging wallets were gently pinched out.

　　 At the southeast corner of the square, under a bronze victory pillar, on a temporary wooden guard sentry stand, Joe gently patted the bulging beer belly with his hands, looking at the cheerful crowd with melancholy.

　　 At this time last year, Joe was still part of the crowd. Wearing a gorgeous holiday dress, carrying grilled sausage or other delicious food in his left hand, and holding a wine glass in his right hand, just eat and drink in the crowd, play, sweat, and squander energy.

　　 Mid-Autumn Night, the birthday of the silver-moon goddess ‘Mudeste’, the sister of the supreme king of the gods ‘Mu’, is also the traditional carnival of the Durham Empire to pray for a good harvest.

　　 Crazy celebration, three consecutive nights of joy, a night of miracles where everything can happen.

　　 On the night of Zhongqiu the year before last, Joe gave his first kiss.

　　 Last year's Zhongqiu night, if it wasn't for his family to stop him in time, Joe almost gave out his first night.

　　 Before the year before last, for several consecutive years of Mid-autumn night, Joe was drunk on the street, was found by his family from the pile of drunks and carried him home.

　　 Every mid-autumn night is so exciting, unrestrained, like a dream, immersing people in it.

　　 And this year's Mid Autumn Night.

Joe stood stupidly on the wooden platform, wearing a heavy, high-top police helmet made of brass; wearing a thick airtight black linen cloth lined with stab-resistant wire netting. Uniform; thick cowhide straps tied around the waist, a rigid copper-headed armed belt; thick cowhide foot boots made of thick cowhide, tightly wrapped around the entire calf.

On the armed belt, there is a two-foot-long, heavy lead-coated copper baton hanging on the left; a foot-and-a-half long, similarly deadly, hanging on the right, filled with ammunition and stuffed with soft leather. Short-tube double-tube flintlock fire; on the back waist, there are still three pairs of long chain handcuffs made of fine iron that are still dead!

　　 The bluish-white light of the gas street lamp illuminates the Everglades wolf shield badge in the middle of the high-top police helmet.

　　 "Gorkin, the imperial army, wearing a dignified military uniform, marched through the Granville province in an armed parade, all the way through the city, and he recovered the old land that the empire had lost for more than a hundred years."

"Countless enthusiastic girls hurled at them. And Golkin and the others pretended to say to the lovely girls, oh, no, no, really no, because of the imperial military law, we can’t such!"

　　 Joe exhaled, looked around, and gently loosened the two buttonholes on his belly.

　　 reached out and touched the wolf badge in the center of the police helmet, Joe sighed very sadly.

　　 "And me? A freshly made police station black dog with a silly dog ​​head badge on his head, UU reading www.uukanshu.com standing stupidly here, sweaty and dry, watching them eat, drink and have fun!"

A month and a half ago, at the end of June of this year, Qiao joined the honorably with a letter of recommendation from the Dean of Tulum Port School of Justice, as an outstanding graduate who was ranked No. 1 in the overall grade point with the excellent subject assessment. The Tulum Port Police Station.

"In the past three years, I have worked hard to arrive late and leave early. I did my best to absenteeism from class and fights. I was exhausted in drinking and fighting. I persistently absent from the exam. I even made a desperate move and burned down the college office building on the eve of graduation! "

　　 "And I, I am still a good student, and still an outstanding representative of this year's graduates of the Judicial School!"

　　 again loosened a buttonhole of the armed belt. Joe looked around, and secretly untied the flintlock and long chain handcuffs from his belt, and placed it on a small square table behind him.

　　 "Is it great to have money at home?"

　　 "It's so dark!"

　　 Two ragged youths sneaked past the police post. Their waists were bulging, and through the tattered clothes, you could see several purses made of silk.

　　 Qiao glanced at the two teenagers melancholy, sighed, and turned his head, Quan pretending that he hadn't seen them.

　　 The two teenagers laughed and made faces at Joe: "Hey, a black dog, look at how stupid he is!"

　　 The juvenile’s laughter was extremely slight, and there was noisy traffic around him, and the noise was extremely loud.

　　 Joe's ears trembled, and he could clearly hear the laughter and curse of the two teenagers.

　　 The melancholy Qiao's face quickly congested and turned red. He pulled out the baton around his waist, jumped off the wooden platform like an angry wild bear, and strode up towards the two teenagers whose faces changed suddenly.