Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 161

Bu Laike played two rounds of the "blind box" game with Kou Qiao, the tortoise scroll sage, and the old tortoise saw through the trick, but he didn't point out Bu Laike's little trick.

Instead, he decisively chose to admit defeat.

This is the wisdom of giving up.

He got a story worth recording, and Bo Laike got a useful magic sword, a magical charm that explained the weirdness, and a magic ring.

This thing is made of white bones, and it has been carved to look like a head.

It looks a bit penetrating, with a hint of coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow, especially after being brought to the little finger, the coldness extends down the fingers, as if it can touch the soul.

Bu Laike sat on a chair in the dock warehouse, stretched out his hand to stroke it, and the entry for this equipment was given on the character card:

hand of the dead

epic quality

Weak stamina

With special effects:

When hit, there is a chance to enrage the nameless ghost in the ring, and release the ring of ice to enemies within 10 yards, and its effect is always high-level magic.

"Where did you find these good things?"

The pirate stroked the ring on his finger and glanced to the side. Totaka was preparing his "blind box" there, and he looked confident.

Bu Laike was not in a hurry and did not disturb the process. He looked at Kou Qiao, the collector standing aside, and asked:

"Teach me the secret of treasure hunting?"

"There's no secret."

Kou Qiao grabbed a pen with his paw, and wrote and drew on the scroll that he carried with him. Without raising his head, he said:

"As long as you live long enough.

As long as you are always curious about new stories and worlds, and collect persistently, then I am sure that when you live to my age, you will have several times more treasures than me.

For example, the hilt of the sword I lost to you was found from a killed deep sea naga when I was traveling in Nazjatar, and it should be an ancient artifact of the ancient elven empire.

And that ring, I won a bet with an old pirate who quit his job in the tavern in Boralus.

As for the six magic package.

It's been a long time since I got it.

When I was a young tortoise, I passed a forest in Ashenvale when I followed my people to Mount Hyjal to meet the great Tortola.

In one of the Broken Temples, I found a decayed wooden chest, where I got this magic item.

They will always appear inadvertently, and then fall into my hands, and I will lose to you in the end, and maybe they will go through a magical transfer again, and fall into the hands of the next person who owns them.

Maybe in the future, they will come back to me again.

Ah, thinking about it, it feels like a coincidence and a story like a legend. "

"Ok."

Bu Laike nodded approvingly, he straightened his arm, and looked at the ring on his little finger in front of his eyes. After a few seconds, he asked again:

"You Proto-tortoises claim to be Tortolan, descendants of Tortolla, the demigod of the wilderness on Mount Hyjal, but why did you travel all the way to the island of Zandalar to make a pilgrimage to the loa god Torga?

Although many people will say that the demigod of the wilderness and the God of Loa are the same thing.

But you and I both know that there is actually a slight difference between the two. "

"Well, there are very few outsiders who can tell the origin of our tortoises so accurately, let alone you are a human being who can only live for less than a hundred years.

Your knowledge is beyond your age, I even suspect that you may be just a half-human. Do you have blood of other races in your body?

Or, are you a spellcaster pretending to be a young man? I know you human spellcasters do this kind of thing. "

Kou Qiao turned his head and glanced at Bu Laike, seeing the pirate shaking his head, the turtle man said in a strange tone:

"Actually, even many Zandalari trolls think that we are the descendants of the Torga god. As for why the tortoise came to make a large-scale pilgrimage to Torga instead of going to Mount Hyjal to make a pilgrimage to Tortola.

The reason is actually very simple.

First of all, our god, Tortola, is now sleeping in the holy mountain of the night elves. It has been sleeping for 10,000 years, and it plans to continue sleeping.

It doesn't like to be disturbed in its dreams.

Secondly, the character of the loa god Toga is actually more similar to our tortoise. We like to collect stories from Toga.

Toga is also willing to share his stories with us pilgrims, and prefers to listen to us tell him stories.

Therefore, the pilgrimage to the toga has become the civilization tradition of the tortoise in the past thousands of years.

At last.

Tortola and Toga are both sea turtles.

The two gods had crossed paths even before the War of the Ancients. "

Kou Qiao, the turtle man, laughed and said:

"Thus, us tortoises, pilgrimage to toga as a god will not anger our original gods. But be careful not to be known by the night elves.

Those narrow-minded forest elves don't have a good relationship with the trolls. "

Speaking of this, Kou Qiao complained in a low voice:

"In order to prove that their birth has nothing to do with the troll civilization, the night elves used very decisive methods to completely regard the trolls as their old enemies.

But both Tortola and Torga have secretly stated that the predecessors of the night elves were nothing more than a group of dark trolls who were lucky enough to get close to the Well of Eternity.

Under the nourishment of the eternal well water, the elves grew into a life completely different from the trolls.

But if you look closely, you will find that the ears of night elves are exactly the same as those of trolls, especially Zandalari trolls.

Hush! "

The old turtle man raised his paws and made a silent motion to Laike. He reminded:

"These words must not be heard by the night elves. This is a taboo established by all elves."

"I'm ready."

While Bo Laike and Kojo were happily discussing the grievances between the night elves and the trolls, Totaka, the leader of the tortoises, was finally ready.

He held ten tortoise shells borrowed from Kojo in his arms, stacked them in front of Bo Laike, and handed Bo Laike a magic black cloth to cover his eyes and close his vision.

When the pirate was blindfolded, Totaka and Kojo met their eyes and made eye contact.

In the next moment, Totaka took out another scroll with a treacherous face, tore it open in his claws, and a wave of magic power shook and shrouded the small room.

Cloth Laike, who was blindfolded, immediately felt that the flow of magic power around him was dispelled, and there was also a "temporary ban on magic" state on the character card in his consciousness.

"cunning!"

The pirate moved his body on the chair and said something in a low voice, and Totaka grinned, thinking that this time he was sure of winning.

But Laike didn't really care about the effect of banning magic.

Scouting is a skill given by the character card, a skill of the ranger profession. It does not need magic power to release it. It is a kind of embodiment of the keen perception of ranger hunters.

Bu Laike took a deep breath, and he released his perception. Under the gaze of the two tortoises, Bu Laike's shadow distorted a little at this moment.

A series of shadows covered the table, and the position of ten turtle shells was selected for Laike.

In the next moment, the investigations were thrown out one after another.

The "light" felt in consciousness is no different from when the eyes are not blindfolded. Skilled assassins and rangers must learn to act in the dark.

Blindfolded, Laike even felt his senses sharpen a bit.

"Counting from my left, the sixth turtle shell!"

The pirate said something softly with a smile on his face.

"boom"

The leader of the tortoises on the opposite side slapped his paw on the table, almost cursing.

Apparently, the Pirates picked again.

"Thank you boss for your generosity."

Laike laughed and took off the blindfold, stretched out his hand to take the tortoise shell, poked his finger into it, and took out a half-human tall, elf-style hunter from the tortoise shell with the magic luggage effect. bow.

Made of mahogany, the bow arm is carved into the shape of an eagle-horned bow, bent into a shape like a bright moon.

The bow body is only as long as the arm of Bu Laike, so it is a short hunting bow, not a long war bow used in combat, but when held in the hand, the sense of balance is very good.

You only need to weigh it in your hand to know that it is a good bow.

In fact, its entries are indeed worthy of Bu Laike's evaluation:

hurricane

epic quality

Extreme precision. Extreme freezing

With special effects:

Inject magic power and guide a frost arrow to freeze the enemy. [Cooling time: 5 minutes]

"Cool!"

Bo Laike whistled.

Now he needs such a long-range weapon that is strong enough to withstand more force.

"Totaka, stop playing, you can't win."

Kou Qiao sighed, and whispered to his compatriots:

"Our friend, Captain Bu Laike, obviously has a natural keen sense of treasure, which can only be described as treasure hunting talent.

If you continue to play, you can only bring shame on yourself. "

"No! I don't believe it! I don't believe his luck has always been this good!"

Totaka, the tortoise tortoise, has a very stubborn personality, which is quite in line with the characteristics of their race.

He was a little irritable, and regardless of Kojo's obstruction, he picked up the tortoise shell again and went to prepare for the second round. Bu Laike whistled. He watched Totaka's head, and felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

My heart said that this gambling is really a bad habit!

How many rich people will lose all their wealth overnight just like Totaka, so we should take warning.

Thinking of this, Laike quickly made preparations to continue winning.

"Seventh from the left!"

"Third from the right!"

"Well, it's more difficult this time. The fourth and ninth ones both smell like treasures. Which one should I choose? Emmm, it's still the ninth one."

After three rounds like this, Bo Laike has three more good things in his hands.

But no longer equip weapons.

Not every tortoise has a penchant for putting away its weapons and armor.

He won three tortoise packs from Totaka, which are really good things.

Epic-quality magic backpack.

Made by the night elves' mooncloth tailors, its capacity is twice as large as the magicweave backpack I am using now, and it is blessed by God Torga, so it is very strong and stable.

There is no risk of damage due to puncture.

With these three large backpacks, Laike can carry a small storage capacity on his body.

"Stop playing! Totaka! You're losing it all!"

Kou Qiao really couldn't stand it anymore, and stood up to block the red-eyed compatriots, but was pushed away by the stubborn Totaka, and the leader of the local tortoise spewed out a column of air in his breath.

He stared viciously at Bo Laike, who was changing the backpack at his waist.

The claws made paw prints on the table.

"Play again!"

He said:

"One more game and it's over!"

"I advise you to stop playing."

Bu Laike persuaded in a gentle tone:

"You don't have any more treasures with the same quality as my few collections."

"Who says I don't have it! Stop looking down on people, our collection of tortoises is unimaginable for humans like you."

The leader of the tortoises snorted dissatisfiedly, picked up ten tortoise shells and went to prepare again.

The pirate saw that this guy was already on top, and he shrugged helplessly towards Kou Qiao. The collector also looked helpless, and turned around to write his second story of the night.

About how a proto-turtle who was addicted to gambling became destitute overnight.

Well, this would be a great story to teach kids the right way.

Soon, the last round of the blind box game between Pirates and Totaka began. Like many rounds before, Bo Laike yawned and threw the scout out.

Then, amidst a pile of blue-green-gray, I saw a faint purple light. Without much hesitation, Laike reached out and touched the turtle shell wrapped in purple light.

Going to get another win.

But when he held the tortoise shell in his hands, the irritable Totaka and the collector Kojo, who had been quietly paying attention to this side, cheered at the same time.

The two Proto-tortoises who had been playing "Double Spring" just now hugged each other regardless of previous suspicions.

"He lost! We won! Yay!"

(end of this chapter)