Mystic Wizard in Azeroth

"Chen, why are you still sleeping?"

The pandaren opened his eyes in a daze: "Where am I?"

"Ha, you got too drunk last night, Chen, where else can you be? Of course it's on the Wandering Isle. Today is my wedding day with Xiuli, and you still want to be my best man!"

"Best man?" Looking at the tall panda man standing by the bed, Lao Chen looked confused, "I'm obviously drinking with the dwarf prince! Why did I come to be your best man? And Cheng Bo, didn't you have a long time with me?" Is Xiuli married?"

"Huh? Are you drunk? Hurry up, mother is already waiting!" Cheng Bo hurriedly threw him a set of black clothes that looked very luxurious and walked out.

Old Chen got up from the bed, and the cyan true energy gushed out from his palms, circling around his body, and found nothing unusual.

"No, I obviously..."

He walked out of the house while dressing, and what caught his eyes was an ancient village. At this time, the trees on the side of the road had been decorated with red silk cloth, and the buildings were covered with red lanterns. Pandas, old and young People ran back and forth happily, and they kept saying hello to Lao Chen.

"Come and help, Chen!" At this moment, a female pandaren in the distance called out suddenly.

"Ah, mother, I'm here!" Lao Chen hurried over and took the lantern in her hand. He squeezed it hard, and the lantern was deformed immediately.

"What are you doing? Today is your brother's big day, so don't get into trouble anymore. I know you want to go out and take risks. We'll talk about everything after your brother's wedding." Mei Storm Spirits patted His hairy head, "Hang up the lantern quickly."

Soon after the sunset, the lanterns and the red candles on the table lit up one by one, and Cheng Bo and Xiuli dressed up appeared in front of them. After a series of complicated procedures, Mei stood up, The voice said loudly: "Today is the day when my son Cheng Bo Storm Spirits and Xiuli Storm Spirits get married. Don't be restrained, let's drink freely!"

"Oh oh oh!" All the pandaren immediately raised the wine glasses in front of them and drank them in a gulp, at the same time, the elemental spirits of four colors also began to revolve around the pandaren, cheering.

Old Chen looked at the scene in front of him numbly, and he began to doubt the authenticity of the memories in his mind: "Are those seas, humans, dwarves, and fine wine just dreams? Am I still on the Wandering Isle?"

Suddenly, a pandaren came over with a wine glass, and he carried a simple Zen staff on his back: "I'm glad to see you, disciple, what's the matter? I see you've been restless."

"ah,

Master Shang Xi," Chen hurriedly put down his wine glass and bowed in a monk ceremony, "Long time no see. "

"Long time no see?" Shang Xi was stunned for a moment, looking around as if he understood something, and immediately laughed, "Really? Chen? It's been a long time, tell me your adventure story."

"Master Shang Xi? What are you talking about?" Chen sat down with a wry smile, picked up his glass and drank it down. "Then what adventure story is there? I'm just dreaming."

"Is that true, Chen?" Shang Xi sat beside him unsteadily, took a sip, "What's the name of this wine? It tastes pretty good."

"Oh? Sailor Rum." Lao Chen replied casually? But Shang Xi's next words were like a lightning bolt splitting the confusion in his mind.

"This is not wine from the Wandering Isle!"

"Of course, I drank it at the Huifan Market in Kul Tiras..." Chen Storm Spirits turned to look at Shang Xi before finishing his sentence, "Master, you already knew?"

Shang Xi shook his head with a smile: "Xiaomeng follows Shuzhong, drifting towards the clouds. Come? Don't worry about it so much, tell me your story."

"Good master?" Chen sat cross-legged and calmly talked about what he had seen and heard over the years.

"Now I am on the southernmost side of the eastern continent? It is said that there is a very wise and capable elf lord here, and his territory also has many unusual animals and plants? I think it will greatly improve my brewing skills !"

"Very good? Chen? It seems that you have found the way in your heart." Shang Xi nodded with satisfaction, "Forget the pain, remember the kindness, and remember everything you learned on the Wandering Isle. Well, the time is almost up , you should wake up."

"Ah, Master, I still want to ask..." Old Chen looked anxious.

"You don't need to ask anything, you don't need to say anything, everything has its own destiny," Shang Xi condensed a light green light on his right hand, and then seemed to push Lao Chen slowly, and the long voice slowly came to him "Nice to meet you, disciple."

"Master Shang Xi!" Old Chen opened his eyes and rolled over to stand up, green qi condensed in his hands, and then he found that he had returned to the Hearthstone Tavern, where a group of dwarves and two elves were looking at him in surprise.

After a brief silence, cheers, applause, and whistles sounded instantly, and Bryan's voice reached the pandaren's ears: "The winner, Pandaren Chen Stormstout! Cheers to our Hearthstone Dionysus, he is The first to drink five big glasses of Old Tony's and wake up in ten minutes!"

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo " the dwarf all ran to the panda man's side, raised the glass to congratulate him.

Seeing this, Lao Chen quickly dissipated the anger in his palms, picked up the unfinished old Tony spirits on the table and started clinking glasses with all the dwarves. The corner of his eyes turned to Magni who was sitting opposite him, lying on the table , holding the poured wine glass in his hand, the wine flowed all over the floor, and he kept muttering something in his mouth, Muradin and Bryan were trying to lift him up.

Soon all the dwarves returned to their seats in twos and threes, talking excitedly about what they had seen and heard today.

"Hello, Chen." Two elf mages came to him with glasses.

"Ah, Master Umbric," the pandaren hurriedly put down the empty wine glass and hiccupped, and gave the elf in front of him a fist hug salute.

"Come on, let me introduce you. This is Aristophane Windrunner, a high elf from Quel'Thalas, and now the founder and lord of Le Numerville, and a very powerful mage."

"My lord, I am Chen, Chen Stormstout, from the Wandering Isle." Chen saluted Aristophanes respectfully, and the elf mage also returned the salute, "Master, welcome to Le Numerville."

The pandaren quickly waved his hands: "I can't afford to be called a master, just call me Chen, my lord."

"Okay, Chen, you can also call me Aristophanes. I have some things I want to consult with you. Are you free now?"

"Yes," Chen nodded, picked up the Zen staff and bamboo hat leaning on the bar, and was about to pay the bill, when the voice of the elf mage came from behind him: "Old Tony, this pandaren's expenses tonight will be credited to me." In addition, today's wine competition session is very good, so from next month I will increase the quota of magic wine in the Hearthstone Tavern."

"Wow, thank you, Lord Lord!" The dwarf of the Leijiu family nicknamed "Old Tony" cheered happily.

Old Chen hesitated for a moment, then turned to the dwarf and said, "Well, what's the name of the wine I drank just now?"

"Name? No name, just old Tony's mixed spirits." Old Tony took a sip from his glass carelessly. "Why, do you have any good suggestions?"

The pandaren recalled Master Shang Xi's teaching in his dream, and nodded earnestly: "Why don't we just call it 'Shu Zhong'."

"Shu Zhong? What the hell kind of name is that, but since you are Hearthstone Dionysus now, let's call it this..." Tony wanted to refuse, but when he saw Aristophanes aiming at him, he immediately changed his mind and agreed to Panda people's names.