Azeroth Shadow Trail

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

   "Huangliang Pavilion" is a very poetic and artistic place. Its name comes from the allusions of "Huangliang Yimeng" in the pandaren tradition.

   This is the home of Pandaren Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo.

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

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

   However, it is possible that Father Zhou planted bamboo to change the bad scenery in front of Huangliang Pavilion.

  Because there is a big swamp in front of this courtyard, there are not only vicious six-legged crocodiles, but also Pandaria's unique mist monsters, so it is not a good place.

   Zhou Zhuo never understood what his father thought back then, why did he move his family to this place?

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

   Fortunately, before his father and mother died, he left behind a noble Xianglong partner, Mi Shi, and Zhou Zhuo’s brain axe, who was raised in midsummer. The crane Aqiu has always protected and accompanied him.

   But today, old Zhou Zhuo ran into trouble.

   A trouble that cannot be dealt with by Mi Shi, Zhong Xia and A Qiu united.

   "You're a nice place, it's the perfect place to hide."

  The stinky pirate looked around in the pavilion at the height of Huangliang Pavilion.

  This pandaren manor is condescending, and you can observe the surrounding movements very well. There are nearly a hundred zhang sea cliffs behind, and no one can invade and ambush from here.

   To walk straight ahead, you must pass through the big swamp.

   No matter how powerful monk warriors pass by, they will be exposed, unless the top stalkers and thieves are likely to approach silently.

  This is a perfect defensive location. If there is another flying mount, it can be attacked and defended.

   This made Black look suspiciously at Zhou Zhuo, the lorewalker sitting at the table, who was shaking his body in front of him. He was very suspicious that this guy might have some background he didn't know yet.

   "I'll be staying here for the next few days, no problem?"

  Blake knocked on the table and said to Zhou Zhuo:

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

   These words made Zhou Zhuo tremble again.

  The wanderer who has no power to tie the chicken will cry without tears. Is it good luck or bad luck?

   You can meet the big villain who triggered the invasion of the devil on your walk, but you are kidnapped by the big villain all the way back to your home.

   He also has to live here.

   But the problem is that Qinglong Temple has already notified the Shado-Pan to hunt down this big villain. When the master of the Shado-Pan arrives and sees himself living with the big villain, it is not clear.

   "How long are you going to stay?"

   Zhou Zhuo sighed for a while, but recovered quickly.

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

   Facing his question, Blake rubbed his forehead and calculated, and said:

   "At the speed of my ghost ship, my crew will be able to cross the Endless Sea in at most a week to the misty edge of the Jade Forest, and then I'll figure out a way to get my ship in.

   If you don’t do anything these few days, just treat it as receiving an old friend. When my people arrive, I will leave the Jade Forest.

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

   I'm just using demons as bait to buy me time to see my fellow citizens. "

   "Huh? Are you a Kul Tiran too?"

   Zhou Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then asked with blinking eyes:

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

   "That's right."

   Black shrugged and said:

   "They are the navy, and I am a pirate. They both seek a living on the sea, and they are from the same country. I am also somewhat related to the Proudmoore family, so in theory, everyone is their own.

  You raised them to be white and fat, and their days in Qinglong Temple were better than their military camp in Boralus, and they were all reluctant to think about Shu.

  I would like to thank you for your help even if the mighty Admiral Dai Lin comes to you when we come. "

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

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

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

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

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

   Those sailors admired him, they told me that it was your human nobles who colluded with the evil black dragons and demons to kill Marshal Lothar, so they also helped us fight the demons last night. "

   "Uh, you have so many questions."

  Black looked at the Lorewalker whose eyes were full of curiosity.

   He shrugged, 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 Winter Spring Fire Wine from his suitcase, and threw a bottle to Zhou Zhuo.

   He bit off the lid first, took a sip, groaned in relief, and then said:

   "I do have dissatisfaction with Daelin, but this is for personal reasons. From the perspective of the Kul Tirans, no one can deny the admiral's exploits.

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

   As for Orgrim Doomhammer.

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

  The 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.

   He was later relieved by a well-meaning pirate who accidentally passed by the battlefield."

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

   "It's me, I destroyed Orgrim's soul with my own hands, and gave that tired and riddled soul the final relief, what do you mean by such an expression?

you do not believe me? "

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

  Zhou Zhuo took a sip of the Winter Spring Fire Wine, the delicious drink immediately made the Lorewalker's eyes light up, he felt the power contained in the drink.

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

   And it is a peculiar taste that Pandaria has never had before, cold as iceberg, fiery as lava, the fusion of the two senses makes people appetite.

   Lorewalker took a few gulps, then wiped his mouth comfortably, burped his wine, and said to Blake:

   "It's just that the protagonists of those legends appear in front of me, which makes me feel a little unreal. Is it really you who killed Orgrim and ended the Orc War?

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

   "Ha, I'm not only there."

  Blake smugly leaned back on the huanghuali wood pandaren-style reclining chair, and said to the pandaren Lorewalker in front of him:

   "Deathwing the Destroyer and Archimonde the Defiler were all my tricks.

  Lothar is not dead, he was first injured and poisoned by the Amani troll chief Zul'jin, 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 and left his last breath.

   He was between life and death.

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

   His fate is not over yet. Old Zhou, Anduin Lothar is destined to take on an extremely difficult and extremely great destiny. His destiny is closely related to the destiny of this world. "

   "How did you know Lothar's fate?"

   Zhou Zhuo has begun to believe Black's statement.

  If it is really bragging, no one can restore all kinds of details to such reality. Pandaren have never met someone who can brag before. The land spirits of Kun-Lai Summit are good at business, and each is a braggart.

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

   He just had a doubt.

   He said to Black:

   "Are you a prophet? Like the prophets of the flowing water who can see the future through the water flow?"

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

  Blake took a sip of wine, waved his finger at Zhou Zhuo, and said mysteriously:

   "Although Jinyu people are talented in this line of work, they are just playing tickets.

  The biggest and most accurate prediction in their history is to predict the occurrence of the ancient battle to your last emperor, Shaohao, so that Shaohao can be prepared to sacrifice himself to save Pandaria.

but I

  I am a true prophet.

  If it were me 10,000 years ago, not only would I not let Shaohao die!

  I will also help him become the great hero who will lead 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 countdowns to disasters, and will only preach fear to strengthen their majesty, while true prophets will eliminate them one by one before they break out.

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

  This is probably the so-called 'good fighters have no illustrious achievements'? "

   "Wow, you're right!"

   Zhou Zhuo stretched out his thumb and shook it in front of Blake, saying:

   "Aside from the facts, I also applaud you for this statement, but I still don't believe it because your fellow Kul Tirass told me that the pirates on the sea are the most bragging offal."

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

  Blake mysteriously took out a bunch of things from his suitcase and put them on the table in front of Zhou Zhuo with a bang. It was a set of ornately decorated autobiographical novels.

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

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

The name    made Old Zhou Meng frown. He doubted that the stinky pirate had picked up the wrong book. How could this name be filled with the flavor of idol knight novels and chick literature?

   But when he looked at all the remaining books, he realized that this is a set of "travel diaries", each book has "Journey to the Stars" as the bibliography, and the subtitles represent different journeys.

  Includes but not limited to: "Seven Thousand Years of Frightening Pirates", "Bear's Roar", "Moonlight, Demon and Black Dragon", "Sword of the Warrior King", "How is the Machine Made?" ", "Nyalosa: Awakening of War", "Blarogane Elegy", "Supreme Warrior Battle" and so on are very eye-catching titles.

   There are also two unfinished drafts mixed in at the end.

The titles of    are "Deep Buried in 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 have the same signature in the dragon language.

   looks like a pseudonym, probably the pseudonym used by the real author to avoid some trouble.

   "This is the best-selling casual literature in the current dragonflight and Azeroth spellcaster circles. Although it is full of some exaggerated and romantic artistic plots, it is generally true.

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

   I heard some greedy guys even read this set as a 'treasure book'. "

  Blake made a rant, snapped his fingers and said:

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

   These books describe in detail what I have been through 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 make me a lunch, I know you're a good cook, and I haven't eaten anything since last night, so I don't bother you, just come with eight or nine dishes. "

   Zhou Zhuo suddenly collapsed when he heard that the villain asked so much.

   But considering that he might not be able to beat this bastard, he can only pick up a book and walk to the kitchen complaining, and soon, there is a tempting aroma.

  yo, Lao Zhou seems to have boiled the soup, he is really particular about it!

   At the same time, the Nagfar was just approaching the waters of the maelstrom, and the ghost ship was extremely fast. In the captain's room, the first mate and the idiot Fina were gathering to comfort each other.

   "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu must surely be miserable now."

  Fina covered her eyes and said:

   "Maybe he's being bullied by monsters in the Mist Continent, maybe he's hungry, and he's been injured by the villain Azshara. What if there's something wrong."

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

  Sefir whispered, but soon sighed:

   "But his injury is really a problem, and there is no one around him who can be assured, so the little fishman ran after him, and the little idiot couldn't take care of him, which is 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"

On the viewing platform of Huangliang Pavilion, I enjoyed eight dishes and one soup in the elegant melody of Zhou Zhuo playing the piano, and served the meal with the aged wine left by Zhou Zhuo's father, while watching Xiaoyu and Xianglong Rice Master. The slappy crumb pirate suddenly sneezed.

   He felt someone talking about him.

  Well, there must be some enemy or opponent who remembers or doesn't remember cursing him to die on the spot, right?

   Don't bother.

   (end of this chapter)