"Huangliang Pavilion" is a very poetic and artistic place. Its name comes from the allusion of "Huangliang A Dream" in the tradition of the Panda people. At first glance, it is a name given by educated people.

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 sea cliff in the southernmost part of the Emerald Forest. Every summer, you can watch the ebb and flow of the tide here. It is really a great scenery.

Adhering to the style of the panda literati, 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, making it 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 large swamp in front of the courtyard...not only do ferocious six-legged crocodiles grow in it, but there are also Pandaria's unique mist monsters, so it doesn't look like a good place.

Zhou Zhuo has never understood what his father was thinking back then and why he wanted to move his family to this place.

However, his father and mother are both well-known local Pandaren monks and knights, and they are probably not afraid of six-legged crocodiles and elusive fog monsters. Unfortunately, he has been too weak to practice martial arts since he was a child, so he always feels a little nervous living here.

Fortunately, before his father and mother passed away, they left him a noble-blooded Xianglong companion named Mi Shi, as well as the brain-axe Zhongxia who Zhou Zhuo had raised since childhood, and the crane Aqiu who had been protecting and accompanying him.

But today, old Zhou Zhuo ran into trouble.

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

"This is a nice place. It's perfect for hiding."

The stinky pirate looked around carelessly in the pavilion high up in Huangliang Pavilion.

This Pandaren Manor is located high up, so you can observe the surrounding activities very well, and it is close to the sea cliff of 100 feet in the rear. No one can invade and ambush from here.

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

No matter how powerful the monk warrior is, he will be exposed when he passes by. Only the top sneakers and thieves can approach quietly.

This is simply a perfect defensive location. If there is another flying mount, you can advance, attack, retreat or defend.

This made Blake look at the trembling scholar Zhou Zhuo sitting at the table with a suspicious look. 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, is that okay?"

Blake knocked on the table and said to Zhou Zhuo:

"Don't worry, I will pay for the room, and don't be afraid, I don't eat people. The meat of you pandas is sour, and eating it will make you sick to your stomach."

These words made Zhou Zhuo shake his body again.

The powerless traveler is about to burst into tears. Is this considered good luck or bad luck?

Whenever I walk, I can meet the big bad guy who triggers the demonic invasion, but I am kidnapped by the big bad guy all the way back to my 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 bad guy. When the masters of the Shado-Pan come and see that they are living together with the big bad guy, it will be hard to explain.

"How long will you stay?"

Zhou Zhuo sighed for a while, but quickly recovered.

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

Some information.

Faced with his question, Blake rubbed his forehead, calculated, and said:

"At the sailing speed of my ghost ship, my crew can cross the endless sea and reach the edge of the mist of the Emerald Forest in a week at most. At that time, I will find a way to get my ship in.

Don't cause trouble these days. Just treat it as receiving an old friend. When all my people are here, I will leave the Emerald Forest.

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

I just used the devil as bait to buy me time to see my compatriots."

"Huh? Are you from Kul Tiran too?"

Zhou Zhuo was stunned for a moment, blinked and asked:

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

"That's right."

Blake shrugged and said:

"They are navy, and I am a pirate. They both make a living on the sea, and they are from the same country. I also have some relationship with the Proudmoore family, so in theory we are all members of the same family.

You have raised them until they are white and fat. Their life in Qinglong Temple is better than their life in the barracks of Boralus, and they are all happy and unwilling to miss Shu.

When the time comes, even if the arrogant General Dai Lin comes to visit me, I will still thank you for lending a helping hand."

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

Zhou Zhuo blinked again. The instinct from a traveler made him smell the smell of gossip. He relaxed his fear slightly and asked:

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

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

Also, was Marshal Lothar really killed by those hateful nobles fighting for power?

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

"Well, you have so many questions."

Blake looked at the scholar in front of him whose eyes were full of curiosity.

He shrugged, remembering the days and nights that Lao Zhou spent with him during his gaming career, he showed a weird smile, took out two bottles of Dongquan Fire Wine from his bag, and threw one to Zhou Zhuo.

He bit off the lid first, took a sip, and groaned with pleasure, and then said:

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

He sacrificed his eldest sons to the war between humans and orcs... Well, I may be a bit biased in saying this, but how can I put it, that guy is really not a guy that people can like.

As for Orgrim Doomhammer.

Yes, his body died under Lothar's sword, and his head was beheaded by the old Anduin Lothar with the legendary imperial sword Stromkar War Destroyer, but his spirit was still alive in his body.

Still alive.

That powerful orc was summoned by the King of War Odin, but he refused to become a heroic spirit. He was captured by the Valkyrie of Hela, the Lord of the Underworld, and almost became a soul butcher at the mercy of anyone.

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

The smelly pirate blinked his eyes and said to Zhou Zhuo who was listening in rapt attention:

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

you do not believe me?"

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

Zhou Zhuo took a sip of Dongquan Fire Wine. The delicious wine immediately made the traveler's eyes light up as soon as he took his mouth. He felt the power contained in the wine.

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

Moreover, it has a strange taste that has never been experienced in Pandaria. It is as cold as an iceberg and as hot as lava. The two sensations merge together to make people feel appetizing.

The Lorewalker drank a few gulps, then wiped his mouth comfortably, burped, and said to Black:

"It's just that the protagonists in those legendary stories appeared in front of me, which made me feel a little unreal. Was it really you who killed Orgrim and ended the Orc War?

You're not going to tell me next that you were also present when Marshal Lothar was attacked by the black dragon and demon, right?"

"Ha, not only was I present."

Blake leaned proudly on the yellow rosewood Pandaren-style lounge chair, snorted, and said to the Pandaren Lorewalker in front of him:

"Deathwing the Destroyer and Archimonde the Defiler were both fooled by me.

Lothar was not dead. He was first injured 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's fate was sealed by the fallen fire, but it was protected by the power of the Lord of War until he breathed his last.

He is between life and death.

Now he is placed in the North County Monastery of the Holy Land of Holy Light in the Kingdom of Stormwind. It is also the place where he spent his childhood and youth, and it is also the place where he did the first major thing in his life.

His destiny is not over yet, Old Zhou, Anduin Lothar is destined to bear an extremely difficult and great destiny, and 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 was really bragging, no one could restore all the details to be so real. Pandaren have never encountered people who can brag before. The land elves in Kun-Lai Mountain are good at doing business, and everyone is a braggart.

But even the fathers who are the best at bragging among the land spirits cannot boast as powerfully as they are in front of them.

He just had a doubt.

He said to Blake:

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

"No, no, no, I am different from the Jinyu sages."

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

"Although Jinyu people are very talented in this industry, they are just playing tricks.
To be continued...