Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1151 247. Little Star Fan Book Club Member+1

"Huangliang Pavilion" is a very poetic and artistic place. Its name comes from the allusion of "Huangliang Yimeng" in the pandaren tradition. It seems that the name would be given by cultural talents.

This is the home of Pandaren Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo.

It is also his ancestral property passed down from generation to generation. It is built on the southernmost sea cliff of the Jade Forest. Every summer, you can watch the ebb and flow of the tide here. It is really a wonderful scenery.

Adhering to the style of a panda man and a literati, Zhou Zhuo's father also planted a lot of bamboo here, which has grown into a large bamboo forest, making the courtyard of Huangliang Pavilion hidden in the bamboo forest, very elegant and quiet.

However, Father Zhou may have planted bamboo in order to change the bad scenery in front of Huangliang Pavilion.

Because there is a big swamp in front of this courtyard, in which not only ferocious six-legged crocodiles grow, but also Pandaria's unique mist monsters, it doesn't seem like a good place anyway.

Zhou Zhuo has never been able to understand what his father thought back then, why did he move his family to this place?

However, his father and mother are well-known local pandaren warrior monks and chivalrous warriors. They are probably not afraid of six-legged crocodiles and mist monsters. Unfortunately, he was weak and unable to practice martial arts since he was a child, so he always felt a little nervous living here.

Fortunately, before his father and mother passed away, they left him a noble-blooded Xianglong partner Mi Shi, and the brain axe Zhong Xia raised by Zhou Zhuo since he was a child, and Xianhe Aqiu has been protecting and accompanying him.

But today, old Zhou Zhuo was in trouble.

A trouble that cannot be dealt with by Master Mi, Zhong Xia and Ah Qiu.

"Your place is not bad, it's perfect for hiding."

The smelly pirate looked around in the pavilion on the top of Huangliang Pavilion carelessly.

The Pandaren manor was condescending, and could observe the surrounding movement very well, and the rear was close to the Baizhang sea cliff, so no one could invade and ambush from here.

To go straight ahead, you have to pass through the big swamp.

No matter how powerful monks and warriors pass by, they will be exposed. Only the top stalkers and thieves can approach them quietly.

This is simply a perfect defensive location. If there is another flying mount, it can advance, attack and retreat.

This made Bu Laike look suspiciously at the trembling Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo sitting at the table in front of him. He suspected that this guy might have some origins that he didn't know yet.

"I'll be staying here for the next few days, okay?"

Bu Laike knocked on the table and said to Zhou Zhuo:

"Don't worry, I will pay the rent, and don't be afraid, I don't eat people, your pandaren's meat is sour, and you will get sick if you eat it."

These words made Zhou Zhuo tremble again.

The lore traveler who has no strength to restrain the chicken will want to cry but has no tears. Is this my luck or bad luck?

You can meet the big villain who triggers the demon invasion while walking, but you are held hostage by the big villain all the way back to your home.

He still wants to live here.

But the problem is that Qinglong Temple has already notified the Shado-Pan to hunt down the big villain. When the master of the Shado-Pan comes and sees himself living with the big villain, it will be unclear.

"How long are you going to stay?"

Zhou Zhuo sighed for a while, but recovered quickly.

No one who can be a lorewalker is timid. Although Lao Zhou looks weak, he actually has a lot of guts in his heart, and he has the wisdom of a lorewalker. Knowing that he can't refuse this matter, he wants to inquire more. some intelligence.

Facing his question, Bo Laike rubbed his forehead and calculated, saying:

"At the speed of my ghost ship, my crew can cross the Great Sea and reach the misty edge of the Jade Forest in a week at most, and then I will find a way to get my ship in.

Don't make trouble these few days, just treat it as receiving an old friend. When my people are all here, I will leave the Jade Forest.

I know what you are worried about, Your Excellency Zhou Zhuo, you can rest assured that what happened at Qinglong Temple last night was bad in nature, but it was necessary.

I'm just using the demon as bait, to buy me time to see my fellow man. "

"Huh? Are you a Kul Tiran too?"

Zhou Zhuo froze for a moment, blinked his eyes and asked:

"Are those sailors who accidentally entered the mist your companions?"

"That's right."

Bu Laike shrugged and said:

"They are the navy, and I am a pirate. They both live on the sea and come from the same country. I also have a relationship with the Proudmoore family, so in theory, everyone is our own.

You raised them fat and white, and their life in Qinglong Temple is better than their life in the barracks in Boralus, and they are all happy to leave.

When the time comes, even if the invincible General Dai Lin comes to the door, I will thank you for lending a helping hand. "

"You seem to be dissatisfied with His Majesty Dai Lin who is said to have made outstanding achievements?"

Zhou Zhuo blinked again, the instinct from Lorewalker made him smell gossip, he relaxed the fear in his heart a little, and asked:

"You also said before that you personally experienced the decisive battle between humans and orcs, in that place called the Burning Plains? Do you know how Orgrim Doomhammer, the great chieftain of the orcs, died?

Did he really die at the hands of Human Marshal Lothar?

Also, was Marshal Lothar really killed by those hateful nobles because of their struggle for power?

Those sailors admired him very much. They told me that your human nobles colluded with the evil black dragon and demons to kill Marshal Lothar, so they also helped us fight against the demons last night. "

"Uh, you really have a lot of questions."

Bu Laike looked at the lorewalker in front of him with eyes full of curiosity.

He shrugged his shoulders, remembering the days and nights that old Zhou spent with him in his gaming career, he showed a weird smile, took out two bottles of Winterspring fire wine from his bag, and threw a bottle to Zhou Zhuo.

He bit the lid off himself first, took a sip, and moaned comfortably, then said:

"I do have dissatisfaction with Dai Lin, but this is a personal reason. From the perspective of the Kul Tirans, no one can deny the admiral's achievements.

He sacrificed his eldest son to the war between humans and orcs. Well, I may be a bit biased when I say this, but what to say, that guy is really not a guy who can be liked.

As for Orgrim Doomhammer.

That's right, his body died under the sword of Lothar, and his head was cut off by the old Anduin Lothar with the legendary sword of the empire, Stromkar Warbreaker, but his spirit was in the flesh. still alive.

That powerful orc was summoned by Odin, the king of war, but he refused to become a heroic spirit, and was captured by the Valkyrie of Hela, the lord of the underworld, and almost became a soul butcher driven by others.

Later, a well-meaning pirate who accidentally passed by the battlefield gave him relief."

The stinky pirate blinked and said to Zhou Zhuo who was listening engrossed:

"It's me, I destroyed Orgrim's soul with my own hands, and gave that tired and battered soul the final relief. Hey, what do you mean by showing this expression?

you do not believe me? "

"Uh, it's not that I don't believe it."

Zhou Zhuo took a small sip of the winter spring fire wine, and the delicious wine made Lorewalker's eyes shine as soon as he drank it, and he felt the power contained in the wine.

This is a special drink, just like the magical wine brewed by the Pandaren Brewmasters!

And it is a strange taste that Pandaria has never had before. It is as cold as an iceberg and as hot as magma. The combination of the two feelings makes people appetite.

Lorewalker drank a few big gulps, then wiped his mouth comfortably, burped, and said to Bo Laike:

"It's just that the protagonists in those legends appeared in front of me, which made me feel a little unreal. Did you really kill Orgrim and end the orc war?

You won't tell me next that when Marshal Lothar was attacked by the black dragon and the demon, you were also there, right? "

"Ha, not only am I there."

Bu Laike leaned proudly on the yellow rosewood Pandaren-style recliner, snorted, and said to the Pandaren lorewalker in front of him:

"Deathwing the Destroyer and Archimonde the Polluter are both played around by me.

Lothar was not dead either, he was first wounded and poisoned by Zul'jin, the chief of the Amani trolls, and then launched a charge attack on Deathwing at the last moment.

His body was sealed by the fire of corruption, but he was protected by the divine power of the Lord of War, leaving his last breath.

He is between life and death.

Now he is placed in the North County Abbey, the Holy Land of Light in the Kingdom of Stormwind, where he spent his childhood and youth, and where he did the first major event in his life.

His fate is not over yet, old Zhou, Anduin Lothar is destined to bear an extremely difficult and extremely great fate, his fate is closely related to the fate of this world. "

"How did you know Lothar's fate?"

Zhou Zhuo has begun to believe what Bu Laike said.

If it is really bragging, no one can restore all the details to be so real. It's not that the Pandaren have never met someone who can brag before. The goblins in Kun-Lai Mountain are good at doing business, and everyone is a braggart.

But the fathers who are the best at bragging among the land spirits can't blow out such a powerful cowhide in front of them.

He just has a doubt.

He said to Bo Laike:

"Are you a prophet? Like Jinyu people who can see fragments of the future through the water flow?"

"No, no, I'm not the same as the Jinyu sages."

Bu Laike took a sip of his wine, waved his fingers to Zhou Zhuo, and said mysteriously:

"Although Jinyu people are talented in this industry, they are just for fun.

The biggest and most accurate prophecy in their history was to prophesy to your last emperor Shaohao that the War of the Ancients would happen, so that Shaohao could be prepared to sacrifice himself to save Pandaria.

but I

I am a true prophet.

If it were me ten thousand years ago, not only would I not let Shaohao die!

I will also help him become a great hero who leads the Pandaren Empire to save the entire ancient world of Azeroth from the claws of demons, and prevent the War of the Ancients from happening.

False prophets will only give the countdown to the disaster, and only preach fear to strengthen their majesty, while the true prophet will eliminate them one by one before the disaster breaks out.

But the world will only fear those second-rate gods because of the tragedy of the disaster, but will not sing the greatness of the true prophets, because history never teaches them to praise what has never happened.

This is probably the so-called "a good fighter has no great achievements"? "

"Wow, what you said really makes sense!"

Zhou Zhuo shook his thumb in front of Bu Laike and said:

"Aside from the facts, I also applaud your words, but I still don't believe it because your fellow Kul Tirans told me that the pirates on the sea are the most bragging bastards."

"Alright, alright, I know Lorewalkers are always serious about academics and wisdom, so I'll show you this!"

Bu Laike mysteriously took out a stack of things from the luggage, and placed them on the table in front of Zhou Zhuo with a bang. It was a set of beautifully decorated autobiographical novels.

Printed on the cover of each book is a picture of a beautiful and majestic blue dragon flying under the moon. And the title of this series of books is also very interesting.

Zhou Zhuo picked up a book and looked at it. It was called "Journey to the Stars: Knights, Greenskins, and Her Royal Highness Princess in the Second War".

This name made Lao Zhou frowned fiercely. He wondered if the stinky pirate had taken the wrong book. Why is this name full of the taste of idol knight novels and chick literature?

But when he looked at all the remaining bibliographies, he realized that this was a whole set of "travel diaries", each book had "Journey to the Stars" as its bibliography, and the subtitles represented different journeys.

Including but not limited to: "Seven Thousand Years of Pirates", "The Roar of the Northland", "Moonlight, Demons and Black Dragons", "Sword of the Warrior King", "How Are Mechanics Made?" ", "Ny'alotha: Awakening War", "The Elegy of the Balrog", "The Battle for the Supreme Warrior" and so on are very eye-catching titles at first glance.

At the end, there are two unfinished drafts mixed in.

The titles are "Deeply Buried in the Yellow Sand" and "Love between Nature and the Earth", and the authors of all these autobiographies are marked as "Little Stars", and the title pages all have the same signature in dragon language.

It looks like a pseudonym, probably the pseudonym adopted by the real author in order to avoid some troubles.

"This is the best-selling casual literature among the Dragon Legion and Azeroth's spellcasters circles. Although it is full of exaggerated and romantic artistic plots, it is generally true.

The dragons like this set of books because the protagonist is one of them, giving them a big face, and the plot is exciting and beautiful. But cunning spellcasters read this set of books because it contains many secret powers and descriptions of various secret treasures.

I heard that some greedy guys even read this set of books as a 'treasure guide'. "

Bu Laike complained, snapped his fingers and said:

"When you read, you only need to change the order of 'the mighty, brave and beautiful star princess' and her 'cunning, cowardly, timid but handsome human servant', and you can get the most authentic record.

These books describe in detail the things I have experienced in the past two years. After reading them, you will probably have an idea of ​​what kind of person I am.

Hello!

Don't rush to read.

I'm hungry, go and make me lunch, I know you're a good cook, and I haven't eaten anything since last night, so I don't bother you, just order eight or nine dishes. "

When Zhou Zhuo heard that the villain asked for so much, his face immediately fell down.

But he also considered that he might not be able to beat this bastard, so he could only pick up a book casually, complaining and walked to the kitchen, and soon, a tempting aroma wafted there.

Hey, Lao Zhou seems to have boiled soup, really particular!

At the same time, on the other side, the Nagfar was just approaching the sea area of ​​the Great Whirlpool, and the ghost ship was traveling at an extremely fast speed. In the captain's room, the First Mate Dragon and the idiot Fenner were gathering to comfort each other.

"Wuuuuuu, brother idiot must be having a miserable life now."

Fenner covered her eyes and said:

"Maybe he is being bullied by monsters in the foggy continent, maybe he is still hungry, and he was injured by the villain Azshara again. What if something goes wrong."

"I don't think the captain will end up being bullied."

Seifel said something in a low voice, but soon sighed:

"But his injury is indeed a problem. There is no reassuring person around him. The little murloc ran after him, and the little idiot couldn't take care of him. It's really worrying.

But don't worry too much, we can get there in five days at most.

Captain.

No matter how difficult it is for you, you must hold on! "

"Ah Choo"

On the Guantao Terrace of Huangliang Pavilion, enjoying eight dishes and one soup in the elegant melody of Zhou Zhuo playing the piano, and accompanied by the old wine left by Zhou Zhuo's father, watching the little murloc and Xianglong Mishi The rowdy crumb pirate suddenly sneezed.

He felt that someone was talking about him.

Well, it must be another enemy, opponent who remembers or doesn't remember, who cursed him to die suddenly on the spot, right?

Never mind.

(end of this chapter)