Chapter 3 Mysterious Man
Xifu has been very unhappy recently. This cute orc girl with green skin is always sad. Barley is obviously clear about her sister's thoughts: Damn Ning Chen actually brought a woman back from outside, and this woman is neither a blood elf nor a bull-headed undead orc cannibal, with a human model. What does he want to do?
Since barley thought so, he was not angry with Yun Danfengqing. For example, when cooking, he deliberately only made three people, and first added good food to Ning Chen's sister. When it was Yun Danfeng's turn, he spread his hands and pretended to be helpless: "Oh, there is none!" So Yun Danfeng had to say with a lost face that it doesn't matter next time.
Once may be accidental, Ning Chen went out of the door after many times.
"Barley!" Ning Chen stopped the busy barley.
"What to do?" Barley said angrily.
"Do you have a problem with me?" Ning Chen held a grass root tooth in his jaw, and the ox's teeth were too big and stuffed with meat.
"Yes!" Barley is also honest.
"If you have a problem, just say, don't do it. Bullying a poor girl is not a man!" Ning Chen slapped him on the shoulder.
"Of course!" Barley finally summoned up his courage and said to Ning Chen, "What do you think of Xifu? Why bring a woman back from outside? Do you know that she prays for you every day when you go out?
"Well..." Ning Chen really didn't think about it. Speaking of Xifu, he was still angry. This dead barley gave himself a bully and hurt other people's good girl.
Barley lowered his head and didn't say anything more. He went to do his own business angrily.
"Dizzy!"
"Hmm?" Yun Danfengqing is sitting on the stone next to the gate of the intersection at this moment. When the orc guards next to her patrol back and forth, they always look at her with strange eyes, which makes her very uncomfortable. In addition, after fresh, she is homesick. In addition, the bad weather at the intersection makes her skin dehydrated. What kind of lotion Ah, I didn't bring any facial cleanser (auntie, who knew in advance that I had traveled through time...), and she was feeling uncomfortable.
"I don't think this place is suitable for us. Why don't I take you to the guild cabin..." Ning Chen said that Xifu and barley really made the clouds and wind not feel comfortable. If it goes on like this, the old barley may throw her out one day.
"Guild Cabin?" Yun Danfeng blinked his eyes and tried to recall the appearance of the guild hut. Then the roar of the evil orcs on the mountain appeared in his mind and shook his head hurriedly, "No, you won't be eaten by the monsters on the mountain!"
"It's okay, I and the shadow burial and the little stone will protect you!" Ning Chen patted his chest and said.
Not far away, from the direction of Shizha Mountain, a tall man wrapped in a robe came all the way. He could not see his face or his race. He was a blood elf. In short, he should be a tribe, because he had been walking towards the crossroads.
The guard didn't seem to have too much investigation of this man. He smelled his body and let him in. The man came straight for the hotel. When he entered the door, he smiled at Ning Chen, who was packing. Ning Chen felt that he should be laughing, although the man's facial features were covered in the cloak.
"Let's go!" After packing up the burden, bringing some dry food and water, and loading the newly received letter, he greeted the light wind.
"That's good..." She is still struggling. Can the shabby guild hut live in...
Involutely, they pushed the cloud light wind gently on Lao Kodo's back, and the group set out for Guiwu Mountain. It will be the morning, and I'm afraid it will be afternoon to arrive at Guiwu Mountain.
The small stone has grown into a half-sized size. It can't help jumping and jumping in front of it.
When passing by the Howling Mountain, Ning Chen couldn't help looking up. Fortunately, since Waldan was killed, there has been no dark shadow shaking there. It seems that the previous shadow was not to surprise, it was Waldan, but what did it always come out to do? Kill the door, die door? Or the door? Ning Chen thought of a headache, so he simply didn't think about it. It was easy for a fellow villager to chat with the faint egg.
"Dizzy, what did you do before you were alive?"
"Bah! It's so unpleasant... I'm a teacher!" Yun Danfeng sat on Lao Kodo's back and dozed off.
"Oh? Can't you see it, or is it the teacher who teaches primary school? Ning Chen laughed.
"Middle school!"
"What subject? What is the history of foreign politics? It can't be music..."
"Physical..."
"Wow, you girl is actually a physics teacher... Unexpectedly! I admire it!" Ning Chen was really surprised. A girl who looked so watery was really not like an old-fashioned physics teacher.
"Humph..." Yun Danfeng raised his head gently, as if he made Ning Chen raise his eyebrows and exhale. "There's more you can't imagine..."
"Which school graduated from?"
"Beijing Normal University!" Her head is higher.
"Tut!"
I chatted all the way, and time passed quickly. Unconsciously, I arrived at the foot of Guiwu Mountain. In front of me, I could already see the small shabby house in the mountain bag.
No one has come in the guild cabin for a while. Eva and the prisoner Qiu have been busy looking for their missing sisters and rarely go online. The prisoner Qiu occasionally sent a letter to Ning Chen to inform him about the recent situation. The mirror has not been seen so far, so the hut looks very dilapided, full of spider webs and the floor. Things were thrown into a mess, and it seemed that the orcs on the mountain came down to turn over things.
"Tut...so dirty!" Yun Danfeng stood at the door and shook her head. Out of the girl's instinct, she was very disgusted with the dirty and messy. Without saying a word, she rolled up her sleeves and began to clean up. "Ning Chen, why are you still standing? Come and help!"
Ning Chen didn't talk, because he always felt something was wrong. It seemed that he was being followed all the way, but every time he looked back, it was empty, or several neurotic Chocobo crossed the road with wings.
Now he has that feeling again, and it is still very strong. The orcs at the top of the mountain are roaring again, but this feeling is by no means brought by the orcs. He looked around, and the ghost fog mountain is a ** rock, and now every slightly larger rock makes Ning Chen suspicious.
"Dizzy, you clean up and I'll look around..." He hurriedly told him and went out. If he didn't know what made him uneasy, he would lose sleep.
The shadow burial followed: "I smelled a strange smell."
"I also have a strange feeling." Ning Chen said.
"Find it separately, pay attention to safety..." He told the shadow burial.
I don't know if it's psychological or true. Ning Chen felt that the fog of Guiwu Mountain was stronger and wrapped around him, with a suffocating sense of oppression. He walked around a few rocks on the periphery and found nothing. Thinking about the unarmed cloud light wind in the guild house I don't dare to stay any longer. Let's go back to avoid another accident over there.
Under the supervision of nattering, Ning Chen was forced to go outside the mountain to cut down a few trees, and took a long time to make a board bed with this wood. Finally, she patted the board bed and said regretfully, "The bed of the hotel at the intersection is more comfortable. Why do you come all the way to this place where the birds don't shit..." < /P>
The wood was still wet. Ning Chen felt that it would be better to drag it out to the edge of the road to bask in the sun, so he did so.
"Excuse me..." Ning Chen was waiting boredly for the bed to dry, and a man's voice sounded from behind him, dull and hoarse.
Ning Chen turned around. It was the strange man at the intersection. Ning Chen didn't say anything, but just looked at the other party and wanted to know what he would do next. He had too much vigilance against the man in front of him.
The man's body was wrapped in a wide robe, and his head was covered with something that he didn't know whether it was a hat or a cloak. He only had a pair of eyes shining and looked at Ning Chen: "Excuse me, where is Ghost Fog Mountain?"
"What are you doing in Ghost Fog Mountain?" Ning Chen asked, in the barren land, except for the group of evil orcs on the haunted house mountain, it is the tofu workshop. What did this person do in Guiwu Mountain do? Whether he is looking for an orc orc or visiting a tofu shop, it seems very unusual.
"I want to find a tare who is Ning Chen." The man said.
Ning Chen? What are you looking for him for? Ning Chen asked him as if nothing had happened by fanning the airflow of the wooden board with wide leaves.
"A friend of mine, who wants to see Ning Chen, specially asked me to invite him." As the man said, he pulled off the hat on his head. It was indeed a blood elf, but his appearance was not like an ordinary blood elf. For example, his skin color surprised Ning Chen. It was gray-white skin, dim, bright eyes, but not bright. What was looming in the robe at the neck was Ning Chen thought to himself that if he guessed correctly, the other party should be a death knight.
The Death Knight is a profession invented by Guldan, an orc warlock of the evil old tribe, and his followers. It is an orc warlock who boarded in the bodies of the dead human paladins. They have powerful shadow energy and profound knowledge of dark spells. They use " Armor Warlocks" to describe these death knights at all. Excessive.
For various professions, this profession with the speed of thieves, the physical damage ability of warriors, the explosive power of mages and the types of spells of warlocks is very unbelievable. What makes Azeroth's various occupations headache is that this group of dead knights also have the ability to add blood to some wild creatures for their own use. Ability.
They are different from the player profession "death knights" in the sky. The death knights of Azeroth are a group of creatures with terrible power, non-dead, non-living, non-dead.
Of course, Ning Chen can't know all this. He only judges the identity of the other party based on his previous experience in playing games, but he can't judge the horror of his opponent.