Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1144 240. The bad boss sent me to patrol the mountain and find someone to buy dinner

  Outside the bamboo forest on the mountain peaks, a large number of chattering hozens were fighting with their rough spears, and several of the strongest monkeys were carrying a "little car" made of bamboo.

   or simple sliding rod.

   "Slow down, idiot, I'm dizzy, you're going to beat me to death!"

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

  Thanks to Black providing enough jerky and wine to the rebellious hozens, these silly guys are temporarily willing to drive for him.

   And the little murloc with a bandage on his arm sat beside the sliding pole, it was Blake's faithful dog-legs, and it was staggered forward by the stupid monkeys.

  Bumbolba also grabbed a murloc telescope, constantly looking at the distant scenery.

  The architectural style and human landscape of this Pandaria continent are very different from the world outside the fog. The panda people have developed a very superb civilization in 10,000 years of peace.

   Their houses are not as square as the outside world, and there is no castle or anything, but these rolling villages are very poetic.

  There are also many peach blossom trees planted in front of Podong Village not far from the foot of the mountain. This will be the autumn season. When the wind blows, it will bring pink leaves all over the ground, which looks very beautiful.

  It will be dusk, and the murlocs can still see some pandaren busy in the fields through the telescope, and some red pandas who are collecting petals and putting them in wine barrels.

   Probably for winemaking?

  I heard the smelly pirates say that the wine made by the panda people is the best drink in Azeroth, and they even developed a system of wine culture.

   is an unimaginable luxury.

  Although the little fishman is not a wise man, it has followed Black through most of the world. The commoners in the human kingdom occasionally have to worry about their livelihoods, and the orcs rack their brains to eat enough.

   Fish people all over the world beat each other's dog brains out of the mud for a few fish bones.

   But these chubby panda people started to make wine with a lot of various grains that could not be eaten thousands of years ago. It is a heinous crime.

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

  Blake, who was lying on the sliding pole, said to Xalatas while contemplating the next plan:

   "Have a rest night in a pandaren village, then we'll set off to Qinglong Temple"

   "Where to go for what?"

   Void Essence asked in surprise:

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

   A guy like you with an evil aura all over his body went there, afraid that he would be beaten up? "

   "Going to."

  The pirate rubbed his dizzy forehead and said:

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

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

   I'm not worried about the sailors, but it would be troublesome if they released Y'Shaarj's remaining sha early because of their tricks.

   Next

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

   As for Yulong Tianzun, I am 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 could hardly see anything useful.

   He said to Xalatas in his heart:

   "The supreme **** of wisdom and power is about to carry out his own reincarnation ceremony, and its power is weakening, and it has not appeared for a long time.

   Just be careful and avoid the monks and we can get out of the Jade Forest before it gets too big.

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

   "I don't know, because I haven't tried it, and in the countless times in the past, I have rarely set foot on this mysterious land.

The    Supreme Celestials are more conscientious than their wild demigod counterparts, who have guarded the Misty Continent for millions of years, making it difficult for those of my wielders to find opportunities for infiltration. "

  Void Essence said frankly:

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

   But after so long, it's hard to say whether Y'Shaarj's power will change.

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

   "Then let's stop by and have a look on our way to Qinglong Temple."

  Blake grinned, and scolded the hozens who were holding the sliding pole in front of him, making them carry them more steadily.

  To be honest, this scene is very similar to the funny scene where the Monkey King, who is the king of the mountain, brings his irritable and stupid little guys down the mountain to rob.

  The unruly hozens howled, and sometimes sang and howled. This way, they were like Jingjie tigers. Don't say they saw other beasts on the road.

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

  These horse monkeys are indeed stubborn. They are very clumsy when they walk on the road, and they will beat anything they see with a spear a few times. It seems that they are "swearing sovereignty" in this way.

  However, the hozens did not do well in the Jade Forest, the "capital" of the pandaren. The local pandaren are very powerful, and there are monks patrolling from time to time. The monkeys were forced to go to the edge of the Jade Forest before they could gather in groups to make trouble.

   The realm of these jolly and funny fellows should be in the Kun-Lai Summit farther north, where the wilderness is almost entirely occupied by hozen.

   "The hozen is here! Run! Go and invite the monks!"

   After making a fuss all the way to Podong Village, which was close to the pandaren, the pandaren farmers who were working in the fields immediately screamed in horror when they saw a large group of hozen approaching the village.

   They dropped the farm tools, brought the little pandas who were playing, and fled one by one.

   And the gongs and drums were also beating in the village by a river, and soon there were pandaren warrior monks riding strange camel beasts and carrying knives and long sticks rushing out of the village.

   "Hey, bad bastards, we're not here to steal this time!"

   The hozen that Blake had been in contact with before, it has its own name called Kenken.

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

   "We're here to buy stuff for idiots, we want good wine, delicious food, and some dry food that we can take on long journeys.

   This is money.

  Look, our bad, bad new boss is rich.

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

  I think what he said makes a lot of sense, just as well as what you sages say. "

   This hozen with a bruised nose and a swollen face took a bag of money from the ragged 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 glanced at it.

  Ho, good guy!

   A whole bag of strange coins, including gold coins and silver coins, with faces of unknown people on them, should be the currency of foreigners.

During this period of time, because the strange guys who came from outside the fog made a mess of the Jade Forest, the monks from Qinglong Temple and Tianchanyuan had sent notices to each pandaren village, and everyone knew that there were outsiders mixed in. Pandaria.

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

   Or, these irascible hozens who are kings of the mountains robbed some unlucky outsiders and stole the money.

   But anyway, the hozens do not intend to steal or rob the village, but use money to buy food, which is good for both parties.

  Podong Village is still some distance away from Qinglong Temple. Once there is a conflict with the more than 100 hozens in front of him, the few monks will definitely not be able to protect the old and weak of the village.

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

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

   "The new boss, who is very bad and bad, wants to eat these dishes. You quickly find the cook to make them and give them away. If the money is not enough, our new boss is very rich and generous.

   Hurry up, idiots.

   We carried the rod all the way over, and we were almost starving. "

   The pandaren monk who took the paper twitched his eyes.

   The new boss of this hozen seems to be a very particular person, so he ordered all the dishes. She looked down at the name of the dish written on the paper, and was even more shocked.

   "Mapo tofu, black pepper rib with shrimp, sea mist rice noodles, egg spring rolls and a mad drinker's bakery meal. The drink is a cocktail with 13 kinds of wine.

  Tsk tsk, I really know how to eat, it looks like a gluttonous eater. "

   The pandaren monk smacked his tongue and shared the note in his hand with his companions, causing the rolling monks to look at each other in dismay.

   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 he could only change it to home-cooked dishes.

   also said that if Black must want to compensate for those high-end dishes, he suggested that he go to the mid-levels of the Valley of the Four Winds.

  There is the best chef distribution center in Pandaria, and the "Six Ways of Cooking" of Pandaren can only be fully seen there.

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

   But the pirates were waiting for the pandaren to serve their food, but they saw the little murloc sneaking out of the peach forest next to Podong Village with a bag of things in his hands.

   The little **** ran to Black and showed the pirates what he had stolen.

   also looked proud.

  Black looked at the bag of things in the hands of Pember Ba in astonishment. There were pandaren coins, some very delicate pottery and lacquerware, and several strange-looking tablets.

   It's just that, without exception, these things carry a peculiar smell of incense.

   "Bah ah ah, bad luck is dead!""

  Blake grabbed the wooden stick at hand in a fit of anger, beat the little murloc, and scolded it:

   "How did you steal the offerings from other people's graves? You also steal the dead people's money! I'm really ashamed of you, have I taught you to be a tomb robber?

   Hurry up and return it!

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

go!

   go back!

   Put some money in your bag on the grave and ask for forgiveness from the dead. "

  The little fish-man was beaten up and down by the bamboo sticks. It screamed and ran back to the peach forest with the bag. It was still very wronged. The customs are different here.

   When it was down with Blake, it wasn't that it didn't touch the tombs of other people's dwarves while wandering the Eastern Continent.

   Now it's just going back to the old business.

   When the little murlocs came back with an unfortunate croak, the panda people in Podong Village also sent out the food and dry food bought by the hozens.

  Hozens are not particular about it.

   One by one, they took the food and squatted on the ground and started to eat. The food was ugly.

   But the stinky pirate is a very particular person. He also asked for a small square table from the pandaren, sat beside his sliding pole, picked up the special tableware and chopsticks unique to the pandaren, and began to taste the steaming delicacies in front of him.

  The little fishman can't use chopsticks, he holds a fork and shares this rare delicacy with the owner.

   This meal was very refreshing.

  The only problem is that the stubborn hozens drank too much, and they started to fight drunk on the spot, and they fought each other noisily.

   But this noisy environment reminded the pirates of the days when he was on the ship. The stinky pirates under his command were also like this, and they would fight with each other when they drank too much.

   "Well, have enough to eat and drink, it's time to work."

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

  Although he still can’t really fight, walking is no problem.

"Snapped"

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

After kicking a few feet, the drunken hozens next to him got up and carried the sedan chair for him, but these guys hummed and didn't want to get up, but Blake waved his hand and made a lump of ice **** on his face, screaming one by one. jumped up.

   "Go, go, go to the heart of the dragon."

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

   "You guys are all full just now. This will be a time to digest and digest food. Come on, little ones! Hurry up, you can just get there in one night."

   "You guys are full, I'm still hungry."

  Xalatas complained in the heart of the pirates:

   "I was very tired for helping you fight Azshara before, how do you compensate me?"

   "Didn't you just say something about Y'Shaarj? My prophet told you that there is a 'snack' you like under the Dragon Heart."

  The smelly pirate grinned, rubbed his hands together and said:

   "We all have good luck today."

   (end of this chapter)