"Why did the fire of war burn? Why did the autumn leaves fall?

Nature cannot be taken away, and we are also confused in our hearts!”

Passionate music sounded in his ears, and amid the ups and downs and downs, a thick man's voice followed. A flash of eyes, Z4, who came to this world, was unconsciously confused and narrowed his eyes. He subconsciously looked at the direction of the sound, and a panda man in a vermilion silk robe appeared in his pupils.

"Who should I clench my anger fist for? Protect the country and the country to punish evil, and do the Tao naturally eliminate the inner demons!"

"War endlessly and disasters continue, why do we fight!"

Looking around with a little interest, especially the dazzling array of jade statues, Z4 couldn't help but look at them for a few more times. Then he withdrew his gaze and turned to the panda man in front of him who looked honest but had a hint of elegance.

An unknown light flashed in his eyes, and Z4's expression was a little strange. An indescribable smile appeared on his face, and he slowly said with a hint of vague oppression: "Little guy? Do you know me?"

With his hands folded, he bowed respectfully, and the panda man said in a deep voice: "The gatekeeper of the Pandanlia Museum and the traveling scholar Zhou Zhuo, here to welcome the grandfather of Shaohao Crown!"

Putting away his aggressive attitude, Shaohao smiled and said, "It's a very interesting way to meet! Little guy, you should be glad you are a panda man!"

Looking at Zhou Zhuo who was smiling but speechless, Shaohao casually shook his clothes, and then said to Zhou Zhuo with both hands behind his back: "Let's go and take me a tour, this gift carefully prepared to welcome me!"

After staggering his body to make a way out, Zhou Zhuo stretched his right hand and leaned slightly and said, "Shao Hao, please come with me." After that, he stood up and walked forward to lead the way.

Zhou Zhuo, who followed along, walked into the open front door with a little interest. As the light dimmed, a hint of coolness rushed towards his body. Shaohao's spirit shook slightly and began to look around.

What caught my eye was a screen wall that was eight or nine meters wide and about five or six meters high. The upper part of the screen wall was a bright yellow glazed tiled tile hall, under the eaves were citrus, purlins and brackets with golden nanmu structures, and the lower part was a white jade Sumeru mount surrounded by magic patterns.

The mural is divided into two parts, with smooth-soft obsidian at the left and right ends. A pair of fist-sized sun obsidians are symmetrically embedded on the upper position. Below it is surrounded by flashing fragments of lapis lazuli, meaning the moon and stars in the night sky.

The middle of the guarded jade is a semi-elliptical jade. The whole piece of jade is pure white and flawless. I saw five big words carved on it: Serving the people!

Standing in front of the screen wall, Shaohao looked at the five words playfully. In his pupils, a figure walked out of the screen wall. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, his demeanor was amazing, and his every move was full of gloriousness and grandness, which attracted attention. Shaohao's expression gradually became serious, and he didn't know when he had already looked at him, but turned into a hint of amazement.

Turning his head to look at Zhou Zhuo beside him, he asked with an sigh, "What kind of text is this? Who wrote it?"

"Chinese characters," Zhou Zhuo explained with a smile: "This kind of words has never appeared in our world. They are mastered by great leaders when traveling around the world. The meaning of these words is to warn the rulers of the alliance to always keep their mission in mind and devote their lives to the people of the World Alliance!"

Shao Hao did not comment on what Zhou Zhuo said. He couldn't help but look at the screen again, and regret arose in his heart. Then he subconsciously sighed: "What a pity for such beautiful words!"

Shaohao did not lower his voice, but Zhou Zhuo, who heard this, chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb. After Shaohao put down the little bit of melancholy in his heart, he came forward to explain: "The formerly of the Pandanlia Museum was the Jinxiu Valley Museum. The museum was built in the 121st year of the Bright Calendar in the New Century. Later, it was approved by the Congress of the Representatives of the Alliance, and was expanded in the 186th year of the Bright Calendar."

"This expansion did not demolish the old museum, but on this basis, four branches were established in other places in Pandaria. They were: Kunlai Mountain Mogu Civilization Research Institute; Mantis Plateau Mantis Culture Research Center; Four Wind Valley Panda History Museum and Emerald Forest Minority Culture Museum."

"The five museums can be accessed separately, or you can choose your favorite visit through the internal teleportation array. These five museums are collectively called the Pandalia Museum!"

"So, I'm going to run back and forth in these five places?" Shao Hao frowned with some dissatisfaction: "Although I've been free for half a day in my life, unfortunately I don't have that much time."

"Shao Hao Mian, please don't worry,"

Zhou Zhuo took a step back and bowed and said, "In order to welcome the arrival of Shao Hao's crown prince, the alliance specially copied the entire Pandalia Museum and gathered it into this mirror space."

As if afraid that Shao Hao would feel unhappy, Zhou Zhuo immediately said again: "Although what we are going to visit next is just replicas, whether it is the layout decoration or the mural statues placed inside, these things are exactly the same as the prototype, not a single trace of difference."

Zhou Zhuo explained that all the replicas to visit next were replicas, but Shao Hao did not take this matter seriously at all. He was not really here to visit these cultural relics. What does it matter if they were replicas?

Shaohao has not figured out what tricks the Wanwei Alliance played yet. Although he could turn over the table and start doing it directly, Shaohao was not willing to do this. On the one hand, as the leader of one side, he actually lost his identity. Those who didn't know about it thought that Shaohao was afraid of the people from Wanwei Alliance. On the other hand, it was because he was quite pleased with Zhou Zhuo. The thing about eye fate was really wonderful. If someone else came, he might not have been so kind at this time.

"The entire Pandalia Museum covers an area of ​​about 450 yuan. I wonder which area is Shaohao going to start visiting?"

Shao Hao thought for a moment, then replied: "I hate insects the most in my life, so the research center of the mantid monster can be cancelled; there is also the Minority Museum. I guess the things placed inside are either Jinyuman or Money-shaped, and maybe there are also Bison-shaped people. You don't need to go to this place anymore. Those guys don't have a few things that can attract me!"

Nodding slightly, Zhou Zhuo turned around and shouted to the air beside him: "System, open the Mogu Clan Civilization Research Institute!"

The room began to tremble slightly, and after a moment, calm returned to peace, and a mechanical woman's voice sounded: "The Institute of Mogu Clan Civilization has been opened. Please ask President Zhou Zhuo to lead the VIP to B2 and enter through the elevator."

Shao Hao, who heard the mechanical sound, looked curiously at the direction of the sound, and then a trace of mental power flew out from his body and quickly scanned it. After a moment, Shao Hao shook his head and lost interest.

Zhou Zhuo, who had not noticed it at all, then turned around. He stretched out his right hand and signaled to the front right: "Shao Hao, please come in!"

The so-called Mogu Clan Civilization Research Institute should be quite simple in Shaohao, and the cultural relics and objects inside were only of their shape. But after he walked through the porch, the environment in front of him really surprised him a little.

What caught my eye was a large hall that was very wide. The four dragons and Ruyi pillars in the hall were eye-catching. The pillars were about as wide as three people hugged each other. The clouds and water backgrounds were decorated with three colors: green, green and gold. The blue clouds, green waters and golden dragons reflected each other, and the whole pattern was carved lifelike.

The entire hall is paved with neatly cut lapis lazuli, and there is a relief sculpture not far away. The types are mainly monsters with hideous faces; the walls around the hall are painted with green paint, and hollow carved windows are decorated on the two walls.

Shaohao, who walked in, was subconsciously attracted by the deepest part of the hall. He stared in front of him, turned around with a strange smile and asked, "Is this... a dragon throne?"

"Yes," Zhou Zhuo replied truthfully: "This Mogu Mountain Palace is located in Jinxiu Valley. It is the place where the kings of the Mogu tribe have exercised their imperial power. Its last emperor is the slave-bound person."

"emperor?"

Shao Hao's face was full of disdain, and he said contemptuously: "There was no hero at that time, so he made the son famous! Looking at the 2,400-year history of the Mo Gu clan, except for the first king Thunder God, the rest of the rulers were all people with wine and food. They were arrogant and arrogant and cowardly, and they were arrogant and ignorant, and they were not worth mentioning at all!"

Zhou Zhuo's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but say, "Why did the Crown say this?"

After scanning Zhou Zhuo, Shaohao snorted and asked, "Do you know the origin of the Mogu clan?"

Nodding, Zhou Zhuo said softly: "The predecessor of the Mogu tribe was a decorative stone statue left by the Titans. Later, it became a man because of the ancient god's flesh and blood curse. Pandaria's spring water was watered into souls. They are extremely powerful and are born with evil and cruel soul magic. Since their birth, they have been the overlord of Pandaria."

"Overlord?" Shao Hao sneered: "Since we overlords, why can we panda people overthrow their rule?"

Without waiting for Zhou Zhuo to answer, Shaohao said loudly: "Our ancestor Kang, dissatisfied with the oppression of Emperor Mogu, devoted himself to creating physical attack techniques, and rose up and overthrew their tyranny; our ancestor Song, with supreme wisdom, enlightened our minds, so that our clan could stand proudly above Pandaria and be on par with other clans."

"We panda people do not have a strong body, but we have an unyielding will. We are born without magic. But we have treasures that have been continuously improved and passed down from generations of ancestors. We are not afraid of hardships, and we are not afraid of any powerful enemies, because we know that we are not alone. Even in a desperate dilemma, we cannot defeat all of us in a powerful enemy!"

Zhou Zhuo was silent. Looking at Shao Hao who was so handsome, his heart became heavy. The person in front of him was too different from the records in history. They were completely two people. Maybe he was wrong, and the people from the Time and Space Administration were wrong, and everyone guessed wrongly. Different worlds, a certain same existence may be very different!

Perhaps, the plan had failed before it had completely started! Just as Zhou Zhuo felt a little enlightened, Shao Hao looked up again and glanced at the entire Mogushan Palace, and then said in a deep voice: "Young scholar, let's go to the next place!"

Zhou Zhuo nodded subconsciously, then turned around and said, "The history of the Mogu tribe is quite complicated. They hide many unknown secrets. If you want to truly understand their culture and understand the secrets hidden in the fog of history, the Mogu Mountain Treasure House is a place that cannot be missed."

"Mogu Mountain Treasure House?"

Shao Hao, who had followed closely, was stunned for a moment: "I have never heard of this place. Who built it? Where is it hidden?"

"The Thunder Mountain Thunder Mountain Thunder Mountain in Kunlai Mountain is in one of the hidden hills," Zhou Zhuo explained: "We also discovered this place by chance. Not far from the treasure house, Thunder God, the first emperor of the Mogu tribe, was asleep not far from the treasure house!"

"Thor's body is in the Thunder Mountain Throne?"

Shao Hao was intrigued, and he suddenly accelerated to Zhou Zhuo and asked, "I am very interested in the first emperor of the Mogu tribe. I have ordered searches countless times, but I have never found his tomb. By the way, is Thor's body still there?"

Zhou Zhuo stopped, he turned around and said apologetically: "Mr. I'm afraid you will disappoint. Thor's body has long been wiped out."

"Ashes destroyed?" Shao Hao, who was originally disappointed, looked puzzled. He asked, "How could it be ashes destroyed? Who did it?"

"A group of ignorant reckless men and despicable thieves!"

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhuo subconsciously fell into indignation: "Short after the archaeological team discovered Thor's body, a group of Zandala thugs rushed into the excavation site and they snatched the body; when we found them, these thugs were holding an evil ceremony. They actually put Thor's body into a high-voltage current field, and even foolishly believed in the lies circulating, and held the so-called resurrection ceremony!"

"We arrived one step late, and the so-called resurrection ceremony had begun. In this way, we watched Thor's body be penetrated by high voltage current, and watched it burned to ashes little by little in the high temperature."

Looking at Shaohao who was shaking his head, Zhou Zhuo cheered up and threw this bad memory behind his head. He staggered his body and pointed at the front and said, "Mr., we have arrived. This is the treasure house of Mogu Mountain!"
Chapter completed!