Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Outside the bamboo forest on the mountain peak, a large number of chirping hozens were playing and playing with their rough spears. Among them, a few of the strongest monkeys were carrying a "palanquin" made of bamboo, two in front and two in back.

Or called a simple slider.

"Slow down, idiot, I'm dizzy. If this keeps up, you're going to knock me to death!"

Blake, who was still very weak, was cursing. He lay on the sliding pole in a very lazy, as if boneless posture, and directed his newly conquered hozens to walk down the mountain in a mighty manner.

Thanks to Blake providing enough dried meat and wine to the unruly hozens, these silly guys were temporarily willing to be driven by him.

The little fish-man with a bandage on his arm was sitting by the sliding pole. Black's loyal little bastard was now in the clear, and was being carried forward staggeringly by the stupid monkeys.

Ben Bolba was also holding a fish-man binoculars, constantly looking at the scenery in the distance.

The architectural style and cultural landscape of this continent of Pandaria are completely different from the world outside the fog. The panda people have developed a very advanced civilization during their 10,000 years of peace.

Their houses are not as boxy as the outside world, and there are no castles or anything like that, but the villages of these Gunguns are arranged very poetically.

There are many peach blossom trees planted in front of Podong Village not far from the foot of the mountain. It is the autumn season, and when the wind blows, the pink leaves all over the ground look very beautiful.

It will be dusk, and the fishman can also see some pandas busy in the fields through the telescope, as well as some red pandas collecting flower petals and putting them in wine barrels.

Maybe for wine making?

I heard from the stinky pirates that the wine made by the pandas is the best treat in all of Azeroth, and they have even developed a systematic wine culture.

What an unimaginable luxury.

Although the little fish man is not a wise and important person, he has followed Blake through most of the world. The civilians in the human kingdom occasionally have to worry about their livelihood, and the orcs are racking their brains to eat.

Murlocs from all over the world beat each other's brains out in the mud for a few fish bones.

But these chubby pandas began to make wine with endless grains thousands of years ago. It is really a heinous crime.

"We will go to Potong Village for a good meal later. The panda people's cooking skills are as superb as their wine skills. Those rare delicacies can make the barbarians outside the fog swallow their tongues."

Blake, who was lying on the sliding pole, was thinking about his next plan and said to Xal'atas:

"Rest for one night in the panda village, and then we set off to Qinglong Temple"

"Where to go and what to do?"

Void Essence asked in surprise:

"Didn't you say that the Qinglong Temple in the Jade Forest is the dojo of Yulong Tianzun, one of the four gods of Pandaria? That is a serious guardian demigod and a big boss of the order camp.

If a guy like you, who exudes an evil aura all over his body, goes there, are you afraid he will be beaten up? "

"Going to do it."

The pirate rubbed his still dizzy forehead and said:

"The hozens told me that many outsiders were captured by the Qinglong monks and taken into the Qinglong Temple not long ago. I have to confirm their identities.

In the magical land of Pandaria, it is not a good thing to let a group of warmongers trained by Kul Tiras run around. If they cannot control their emotions, disaster will happen in minutes.

I'm not worried about the sailors, but it would be very troublesome if they released Y'Shaarj's remaining evil power in advance because of their mischief.

Secondly

If the attack on Qinglong Temple can attract the attention of the Shado-Pan, the most powerful force of the pandaren, then when those tough men in black gather in the Jade Forest, I can show off my skills in other places.

As for Yulong Tianzun, I'm not particularly worried. "

The smelly pirate touched his chin and glanced in the direction of the center of the Emerald Forest. It was too far away and blocked by mountains, so he couldn't see anything useful.

He said to Xal'atath in his heart:

"The supreme god with both wisdom and power is about to perform his own reincarnation ceremony. His power is weakening and he has not appeared for a long time.

As long as we are careful and avoid the pursuit of the monks, we can leave the Emerald Forest before things get worse.

Speaking of which, can you absorb the residual evil energy of Y'Shaarj? "

“I don’t know, because I haven’t tried it, and in the past countless years, I have rarely set foot on this mysterious land.

The Supreme Gods are more dedicated than their wilderness demigod counterparts. They have guarded the Mist Continent for millions of years, making it difficult for my holders to find opportunities to infiltrate. "

Void Essence said frankly:

"Although theoretically I can devour other ancient gods, Y'Shaarj's situation is rather special. It has no entity and only has energy left. I guess this shouldn't be difficult.

But after such a long time, it's hard to say whether Y'shaarj's power will change.

It has been dead for millions of years after all. "

"Then on our way to Qinglong Temple, we'll stop by and take a look."

Blake grinned and scolded the hozens in front of him who were carrying the sliding poles, asking them to lift them more steadily.

To be honest, this scene is very much like the funny scene of the Monkey King who occupies the mountain and brings his angry and stupid minions down the mountain to rob.

The unruly hozens were howling and sometimes singing and roaring loudly. They were just like street-cleaning tigers along the way. Not to mention seeing other wild animals on the road.

Even the small animals were scared away by the noisy hozen in advance.

These giant monkeys are indeed naughty. They are very mean-spirited and will hit anything they see with their spears when walking on the road. They seem to be "declaring their sovereignty" in this way.

However, the hozens did not live well in the Emerald Forest, the "capital" of the pandas. The local pandas were very powerful, and monks patrolled them all the time. The monkeys were forced to the edge of the Emerald Forest to gather in groups to cause trouble.

The territory belonging to these cheerful and playful guys should be further north in Kun-Lai Summit, where the wilderness is almost completely occupied by hozens.

"The hozen is coming! Run! Go and ask the monks to come over!"

Just like this, when they got close to the Panda Village of Potong, they saw a large group of hozens approaching the village. The Panda farmers who were working in the fields immediately screamed in terror.

They dropped their farm tools, picked up the playing red pandas, and fled one by one.

Gongs and drums were also being beaten in the village located by a river, and soon pandaren monks riding strange camel beasts and armed with simple knives and long sticks rushed out of the village.

"Hey, you bad idiots, we're not here to steal anything this time!"

The hozen that Blake had contact with before had its own name: Kenken.

It is said that the elders of Guru Golden Monkey Mountain helped it start. In short, this hozen carried its own spear and walked up to the pandaren monks who were riding on the Mushan beasts and glared at them and said:

"We are here to buy things from idiots. We want delicious wine, delicious food, and some dry food that can be taken for a long distance.

It's money.

Look, our bad, bad new boss is rich.

He said there is no need to use fists if things can be solved with money.

I think what he said makes sense, just as much as what you Gungun Sages say. "

The bruised and swollen hozen took a bag of money from the torn grass skirt around his waist and threw it to the pandaren monks in front of him. A female monk took it and opened it and took a look.

Huo, good guy!

There was a whole bag of strange coins, including gold and silver coins, with unknown faces on them. They should be currency from outsiders.

During this period, the Jade Forest was in chaos due to those strange guys who came from outside the mist. The monks from Qinglong Temple and Tianchan Temple have already sent notices to all the Pandaren villages. Gunguns all knew that outsiders were sneaking in. to Pandaria.

But this was the first time they had seen an outsider tame the stubborn hozen.

Or maybe these irascible hozens robbed some unlucky outsiders and stole the money.

But no matter what, the hozens don't plan to steal or rob in the village, but use money to buy food, which is a good thing for both parties.

Potong Village is still quite far away from Qinglong Temple. Once there is a conflict with the more than a hundred hozens in front of them, the few monks will definitely not be able to protect the old and weak in the village.

Several pandaren monks discussed it and agreed to the hozen's purchase and sale request.

But before turning back to the village, the big monkey Kenken took out another piece of paper and threw it to the monks. He put his hands on his hips and shouted:

"The very bad, very bad new boss wants to eat these dishes. You quickly ask the chef to cook them and deliver them. If you don't have enough money, ask for them again. Our new boss is very rich and very generous.

Come on, come on, you idiots.

We carried the sliding pole all the way here and were almost starving to death. "

The female Pandaren monk who took the paper twitched her eyes.

The new boss of the Hozen seems to be a very particular person, and everything is on point. She lowered her head and glanced at the name of the dish written on the paper, looking even more shocked.

“Mapo tofu, black pepper ribs with shrimp, sea mist rice noodles, egg spring rolls, and the crazy sommelier’s baked meals, and the drink is a cocktail with thirteen types of wine.

Gee, you really know how to eat. You look like a gourmet at first glance. "

The pandaren monk clicked his tongue and shared the note in his hand with his companions, making all the rolling monks look at each other.

They sent the menu back to the village, and soon sent someone to tell Blake that the chef in the village couldn't cook a few dishes, so they had to change them to home-cooked dishes.

He also said that if Blake definitely wanted to compensate for those high-end dishes, he was advised to go to the Mid-levels of the Valley of the Four Winds.

There is a gathering place for the best chefs in the entire Pandaria, and only there can you fully experience the Pandaren's "Six Ways of Cooking."

Blake wasn't angry, and he didn't expect to have a top-notch meal in a small village.

But while the pirates were waiting for the panda man to serve the food, they saw the little fish man sneaking out of the peach forest next to Podong Village with a bag of things in his arms.

The little bastard ran up to Black and showed the pirate what he had stolen.

Still looking proud.

Blake looked at the bag of things in Benbolba's hand in astonishment. There were Pandaren coins, some exquisite pottery and lacquerware, and a few strange-looking slips.

However, these things without exception carry a strange aroma.

"Bah, bah, bah, you're so unlucky!"

Blake was so angry that he grabbed the wooden stick at hand, beat the little fish man, and yelled at it:

"Why did you steal the sacrifices from other people's graves? You also stole the dead people's money! I'm so ashamed of you. Did I teach you to be a tomb robber?"

Return it quickly!

Pandaren take these things very seriously. If they find you stealing sacrifices, they will definitely beat you to death here.

go!

Give it back!

Then put a few coins in your bag on the grave to ask for forgiveness from the deceased. "

The little fish man was beaten up and down by the bamboo sticks. It howled and ran back to the peach forest with the bag of things. It felt aggrieved because the customs were different in different places.

When it and Blake were in despair, it wasn't like they never touched the tombs of other dwarves when they were wandering around the eastern continent.

Now it's just a matter of returning to the old business.

When the little fish man came back with a croaking look on his face, the panda people in Potong Village also gave away all the food and dry food bought by the hozens.

Hozens are not particular.

One by one, they swarmed up and took the food, then squatted on the ground and started eating. They looked extremely ugly.

But the Pirate Pirate is a very particular person. He also asked for a small square table from the Pandaren. He sat next to his sliding pole, picked up the Pandaren's unique cutlery and chopsticks, and began to taste the steaming delicacies in front of him.

The little fish man doesn't know how to use chopsticks, so he holds a fork and shares this rare delicacy with his owner.

This meal was very enjoyable.

The only problem is that the naughty hozens drank too much and started to fight drunkenly on the spot, and started fighting with each other noisily.

But this noisy environment reminded the pirate of his days on the ship. The smelly pirates under his command also started fighting with each other after drinking too much.

"Well, now that you've eaten and drank enough, it's time to get to work."

The smelly pirate rubbed his stomach, and the happiness of having his stomach filled with delicious food made him stretch. After a whole day of recovery, he finally got rid of that bad feeling of weakness.

Although I still can't really fight, I can walk without any problem.

"Snapped"

The pirate stood up and picked his teeth with a toothpick.

After kicking the drunken hozens next to him a few times, they got up to help him carry the sedan chair, but these guys groaned and didn't want to get up. As a result, Blake waved his hand and got a piece of ice slag on his face, and they all screamed. jumped up.

"Let's go, let's go to the Heart of the Dragon."

Blake lay on his sliding pole and shouted to several hozens who were walking crookedly:

"You've all eaten just now. Now you're going to move around a bit to digest your food. Come on, kids! Run fast. We can get there in just one night."

"You are full, but I am still hungry."

Xal'atath complained in the pirate's mind:

"I was very tired when I helped you fight Azshara before. How are you going to compensate me?"

"Didn't I just talk about Y'Shaarj? As a prophet, I told you that there are 'snacks' you like under the Dragon's Heart."

The stinky pirate grinned, rubbed his hands and said:

"We all have a good meal today."