(Additional update for "Tao Shu Ke" brother [2/5])
"Uncle Chen is very sad. He didn't listen to my advice. He must take Grandpa Shang Xi back to Wandering Isle. What Grandpa Shang Xi said to him is that he must be buried in Staff Forest when he passes away."
Li Li·Stormstout followed Diakum. She leaned on a finely crafted Monk stick with Chi-Ji carvings and whispered worriedly:
"But the host of Temple of the Red Crane said that Master Shang Xi saved Tianzun and the entire Temple of the Red Crane and even Krasarang Wilds, so they hope He was able to bury the remains of Master Shang Xi in the cemetery of Temple of the Red Crane, and also said that he would make a memorial tablet to Master Shang Xi and enshrine it in Temple of the Red Crane.
You are not Pandaren, so you may not understand, but this is really a very high courtesy for us Pandaren.
There is such a memorial tablet in Five Dawn Temple. Only those Pandaren heroes who have saved Wandering Isle are eligible to be enshrined, and Temple of the Red Crane is the temple of Tianzun. Although it is my first time to come to Pandaria, I believe this is definitely the highest courtesy in this continent."
She was a little sad at a young age. When she saw the body of Master Shang Xi, she cried with a hoarse voice. She would say to Diakum:
"Sister Yalia also asked me to persuade Uncle Chen. She and I both heard Master Shang Xi's last words. He was willing to be buried in his hometown. And I believe that every island owner buried in Staff Forest hopes that his tomb can be moved to Pandaria.
This is the hometown of all Pandaren and the resting place of our souls.
But Uncle Chen is very out of character.
I have never seen him so sad. He is on the beach now, waiting for Shen-zin Su to come back, but Mr. Shen-zin Su just left before. It's hard to say where he swam to now."
"You want me to persuade Old Chen?"
Diakum maintained his human form. He looked at Li Li and said:
"Do you think I can persuade him?"
"You can at least stop him from doing stupid things. Even if he is Wandering Isle's number one hero, he will definitely not be able to defeat you."
Li Li sighed and said:
"And although Uncle Chen said that there will be trouble wherever you are, but as his relative, I can feel that Uncle Chen actually trusts you. After he returned to Wandering Isle with Anzu, he has been telling you about your experience in the Eastern Continent.
I have rarely seen him admire a foreigner so much.
In fact, Uncle Chen had many foreign friends, but he would always record his stories with them in his diary. He always joked that he would not publish the diary together with the wine recipes he found until after his death.
But you are one of the few people he is willing to talk about often.
I heard from my father that even though Uncle Chen looks tough and pretends to be cool, he is actually a very soft person on the inside."
"Indeed, if you are just an ordinary drunkard, you will not save him twice."
Dick nodded and said:
"You may not know it, but you Uncle Chen saved many, many people, a town, and a city with your two attacks in the Eastern Continent. To this day, those Northern Borderlands exiles are still Stormwind extolling the name "Dragon Hero".
They don't know Pandaren.
But you Uncle Chen always use "Flying Serpent Kick" to enter the battlefield, so the Azure Dragon type of Qi will be mistaken by bystanders as his sign."
"Ha, what a powerful and majestic name."
Li Li thought about it and felt that he must inherit the prestigious name of Uncle Chen and become the second generation Dragon Hero!
The two walked quickly through the jungle swamp and arrived at the coast near Temple of the Red Crane. From here, they could see an island not far away. The environment there was very good, and it was also the habitat of Chi-Ji.
The locals call this place "Chi-Ji's Roost". It is said that the descendants of Chi-Ji live here. Only those with hope can see the sacred red and white crane.
Old Chen was sitting alone on the beach, waiting for Shen-zin Su to return.
He carried his bamboo hat behind his back and placed a coffin beside him. It was a fine coffin provided by Red Crane Monk, and Master Shang Xi's body was in it.
Staff of Dawn was inserted into the beach next to Old Chen. He stared blankly at the sea. Needless to say, at this time, he must be recalling every detail of his past with Master Shang Xi.
For a man with a chivalrous heart like him, Master Shang Xi's death was not just a tragedy. Chen would take the responsibility for this tragedy on himself. Diakum knew what Old Chen was thinking without having to guess.
If he could catch up in time, if he could go faster, if Wandering Isle had not decided to return to Pandaria, or even if he did not bring the news of Pandaria's upcoming appearance back to his hometown.
As long as you do any of the above, maybe Master Shang Xi won't die here.
"Uncle Chen."
Li Li choked and said, Diakum motioned for her to follow, and then walked onto the beach. Not far away, there were some emerald turtles that had just broken out of their shells crawling on the beach. They were trying to avoid the vicious albatross in the sky and crawled into the sea water.
So in the gaze of Diakum.
A turtle successfully entered the water!
He twitched his lips and showed a not-so-happy smile.
Then I thought, maybe few people in this world know that the big man Shen-zin Su, who carries a mountain on his back and a group of Pandaren roaming in the Endless Sea, was also such a little turtle in the beginning.
It was even born on this beach.
The very adventurous Pandaren Liu Lang chose turtles as his mounts because he knew that no matter how far these emerald turtles traveled, they would return to their birthplace to lay eggs once every five years.
Liu Lang took advantage of the racial nature of the Emerald Turtle, and he indeed fulfilled his ideal of leaving the fog and venturing outside.
However, ordinary emerald turtles will never grow to the size of Shen-zin Su.
It can only be said that the things experienced by the adventure partners Liu Lang and Shen-zin Su are definitely more exaggerated and mysterious than those currently recorded by Wandering Isle Pandaren.
However, Shen-zin Su is just big in size. Its defense is very strong but its combat power is really average. It is not Wild God, it is just a lucky turtle.
It is said that the Nagas of the Deep Sea Empire have always had a plan to capture Shen-zin Su as war weapons. The Pandarens of Wandering Isle are independent of the world. Their biggest enemies during their thousands of years of wandering are also those nasty Deep Sea Nagas.
"I once heard someone say that not only should we mourn the passing of great people in our hearts, but the living should also inherit their legacy. As long as the paths they walk are continued, the ideas and aspirations of these great people will not die."
Diakum came forward and sat next to Old Chen.
He took out two bottles of the good wine Leipi Chieftain had given him before from his luggage, and threw one bottle to Old Chen. The latter didn't say anything, took off the cork and took a sip, and was extremely embarrassed by the spicy and hot wine.
As he coughed, snot and tears came out of his nose, making him wiping away more and more in embarrassment.
"Uncle Chen!"
Li Li saw Old Chen crying sadly, and she also threw herself into the arms of her relatives, holding him and sobbing.
They lost an elder, a teacher, a friend and a compatriot today.
Dick did not disturb the healthy release of this emotion. He drank the spicy wine one mouthful at a time and looked at the sea in the distance. He could see the red and white sons of Chi-Ji flying around in the clouds to spy on this place.
But Vigilant ignored them, just closed his eyes and felt the oncoming sea breeze.
It had been a long time since he had been so idle. It might not be a bad thing to stop occasionally during the journey. At least the scenery on the coast in front of him was really good, and even Vigilant's big tail was wagging back and forth on the beach.
After Old Chen calmed down, Dick continued:
"Staff Forest is buried with the island owners of all generations, but Li Li told me that every one of them hopes to move their graves to their hometown. Pandaren wants to return to their hometown. Do you really have the heart to let Master Shang Xi travel around the world with Shen-zin Su again, with nowhere to rest?"
"But this is not the hometown in Master Shang Xi's heart!"
Old Chen gritted his teeth and finally spoke his true thoughts.
He said hoarsely:
"When I was practicing martial arts in Five Dawn Temple when I was a child, I heard the young Master Shang Xi describe to us the Pandaria in his imagination. This should be a land of peace and fertility, and Pandaren should live and work in peace and contentment under the protection of Four Celestials.
Look at Pandaria now. Is there any trace of peace and tranquility here?
It's not like I don't understand Sha at all!
Those demons who grew up by cannibalizing the soul can grow to what they are now in ten thousand years. It can be seen that this continent has never been peaceful in the past ten thousand years.
Perhaps the sage Liu Lang left Pandaria just to see the world outside the fog. Perhaps he was also tired of the war here, so he never recorded the disputes and chaos of Pandaria in his notebooks.
He hopes that we tourists can retain a good impression of our hometown.
This is not the home Master Shang Xi wants to return to
Compared to this place, perhaps the little Wandering Isle is more like the peaceful place Pandaren pursues. I want to take him back to the place where he and we were born and raised, and let him Long Sleep rest in peace there."
"So, Dragon Hero is going to turn a blind eye to everything that happens to Pandaria?"
Diakum said:
"So, do you think Master Shang Xi's sacrifice can't change this continent?
You haven't found Stormstout family's hometown in Valley of the Four Winds, you haven't gone to Stoneplow Village where the sage Liu Lang was born, and you haven't tasted the wine brewing there at Temple of the White Tiger.
Li Li has never even ridden a Xianglong, never listened to Lorewalkers's stories, and never tasted Morning Fragrance Garden's candied haws.
You are not the kind of person who will judge a place based on the first impression, Old Chen, you are just blinded by hatred, maybe because those Mantid pierced Chi-Ji with the dangerous "Sha-Touched Weapon", so that the power of Sha of Hatred attached to the weapon affected you.
You know better than anyone else in your heart that Master Shang Xi chose Temple of the Red Crane as his last stop, which already means that he hopes to stay here.
Pandaria It is true that it is not perfect, but does this world really have the perfect place you have been pursuing?
You are a Wanderer, maybe even the greatest Wanderer ever born by Wandering Isle. You have traveled around the world but never told others what you are looking for.
Perhaps in your heart, Pandaria, which has never been masked, is the last possible "perfect place".
Now you are disappointed.
The disputes here have made you lose the confidence to continue searching."
Vigilant laughed and said:
"An idealist dies!
After his ideals were shattered, he was so embarrassed that he decided to return to the place where he was born and survive. Am I right?"
Old Chen said nothing, just kept drinking, but did not mention taking Master Shang Xi away.
Diakum stood up and patted his shoulder and said:
"On the day the Argus world fell into the hands of demons, I knew that "Peach Blossom Spring" could not exist in these stars, but this is a good thing. Since there is no perfect place, it means that we have the opportunity to shape and defend a perfect place with our own hands.
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It can be Wandering Isle, it can be Pandaria, or it can be Azeroth.
It depends on how far you can go, how long your fists can fight for good.
As I said, when you have to face the question raised by Master Shang Xi in the future, when you face death, what kind of answer will you give?
You are a role model for Li Li.
You can tell by the look in her eyes that she will become the next you.
Now teach your niece just as Master Shang Xi taught you.
I have said everything I can say and done what I need to do. Soon we will go to Kun-Lai Summit, where we will completely solve the source of the evil that has affected Pandaria for ten thousand years. Although I have many elite soldiers and generals under my command, who would refuse the company of a great master?"
After saying that, Dick winked at Li Li, indicating that the next work would be left to her to complete, and then left the beach with a bit of drunkenness.
When he walked into the jungle, he accidentally saw Old Anzu lying furtively on the branch of a giant tree, looking in the direction of Temple of the Red Crane, still mumbling something.
Diakum got closer and listened, and found that Old Anzu was complaining:
"Wow, it's so cool! It's actually dancing. Why are its legs so long? Why do those wings look so beautiful when they wave? Why can it control those cool flaming auspicious clouds? It must have some skills, right?"
"What are you doing here?"
Diakum suddenly spoke, frightening Anzu, then rolled his eyes and said awkwardly:
"Ahem, croak, it's nothing. I'm just observing my powerful compatriot Chi-Ji, trying to learn a few tricks from it. Before, I was at Mount Hyjal, and I think Ohn'ahra is already a hero among raptors.
But when I saw Chi-Ji today, I realized that there are other birds besides this bird. Compared with this red and white handsome man, Ohn'ahra and Aviana are both inferior.
Look!
It is still dancing for Pandarens, how can Wild God be so self-contemptuous?"
"You know shit."
Dick laughed at the sour smell and cursed:
"Chi-Ji"'s "Prayer of Hope" is a secret technique not passed down by Pandaria Monk. It is said that Monk's special skill "Divine Crane Neck Kick" was learned from Prayer of Hope's dance.
This is Temple of the Red Crane's tradition. This dance is not only used to celebrate victory, but also to appease the souls of the dead.
I think you are just jealous, Anzu. Compared with others, you are as black as carbon. Well, speaking of it, after the fog completely clears, Chi-Ji will probably be "harassed" by Ms. Elune.
White hair, beautiful, elegant, and very well-behaved.
Gee, I'm starting to worry about the love between Ms. Elune and Malorne."
"Who says it's not? Gua!"
Old Anzu suddenly became interested and shouted:
"How can this guy give other male birds a chance to survive if he is so handsome? You see, it is both fire and hope. It is said that there is a hint of the sun in Pandaren's eyes. Isn't this almost exactly the same as my Rukhmar?
Do you think that if Rukhmar is resurrected and meets Chi-Ji, will she?"
"You."
Diakum finally understood where Old Anzu's malice towards Celestial of Hope came from. He said with a bit of laughter:
"Both you and Rukhmar's registered residence is not in Azeroth, but you still manage it leniently. I think you should have some confidence in Rukhmar. He is not a sentimental Wild God."
"I have great confidence in Rukhmar, but I have no confidence in myself."
Anzu sighed and said:
"Look at my fairy-like appearance, and then look at me, the charcoal-headed dick on the street. You are Rukhmar. How do you choose?
It's one thing to believe in true love, but sometimes potential competitors are so much better than you that you may become desperate.
Just like Chi-Ji, I feel that whenever I quarrel with Rukhmar in the future, her heart will immediately fly to this guy. How can any female bird in the world be able to withstand such a monster?
Moreover, their energy attributes are really a perfect match."
"There are no two days in the sky."
Diakum snorted, knocked Anzu's big head, and said:
"Just because Chi-Ji is so handsome that it puts you to shame, you don't have to worry about Rukhmar falling in love with someone else. The reason is very simple, there can't be two suns in the same world, do you understand?"
Precisely because they both symbolize hope, Sunflare and a beautiful dawn, Chi-Ji and Rukhmar can only become friends or even competitors, but they can never become lovers.
Is it okay to have a "double-day volley" appear in the sky?
Isn't that a sign of national ruin?
On the other hand, you are now Ms. Elune's lackey.
As long as you work hard and practice along the path of Moon Goddess, a ray of moonlight will appear. Isn't this the "meeting of the sun and the moon"? At that time, Rukhmar will be Sunflare, and you will be the bright moon. Tsk, what a perfect match, my friend."
Old Anzu tilted his head and thought about it, and felt that this was indeed the truth, and immediately calmed down.
After letting go of the worries in his heart, Anzu felt that he should seek out the "high-quality male bird" Chi-Ji to learn from it. It would be best to learn from the fairy-like "Prayer of Hope" and strive to light up the glorious achievements of "Draenor's first dancer".
Before it left, it shared a message with Diakum:
"Your Goblin partner seems to be in trouble. My crows just flew over the ruins of Krasarang Wilds and saw them blocked by a strange spring by a group of Mogu.
You'd better go take a look.
The state of those Goblin is not quite right. They are all possessed by black and white evil spirits, and some of them have even transformed.
I said, aren't there seven Pandaria and Sha?
You have killed Sha of Doubt, so why are there other Sha left in this jungle?"
"The seven evil spirits are just the seven strongest negative emotions that Y'Shaarj exploded before his death. It does not mean that Sha only has these seven. Theoretically, as long as a certain obsession is strong enough, a new Sha will also appear in the magical land of Pandaria."
Diakum explained:
"Goblins look like they are full of all five poisons. If they don't cause trouble, I still think there is a problem. Okay, I will deal with it. You stay here to guard it.
Chi-Ji's situation is very bad. The "Sha-Touched Weapon" that stabbed it contains a mixture of four evil spirits. Coupled with the intervention of Sha of Doubt, Chi-Ji will remain weak for a long time.
Yu'lon may come over soon, remember to help if you can."
"Is this damn thing so dangerous?"
Anzu complained:
"These Mantid look like they have really good stuff in their hands."
"Yes, they have a lot of treasures in their hands."
Diakum showed a subtle smile. At this moment, he retreated into the shadows and said meaningfully:
"I don't know which lucky person will be cheaper in the future."