Chapter 252

"Here you are..." Sylvanas said nervously, "is there any solar power related..."

"Solar power?" Ling Ping An frowned: "guest, what do you mean?"

"Use the power of the sun to eliminate evil spirits and heresies, and protect the people and the country!" Said Sylvanas earnestly.

Lingping an immediately laughed.

He got it.

So he stood up and said, "guest, wait a moment..."

He almost knew that the guest must be talking about the son of the sun.

As we all know, this cartoon is almost out of print now.

This cartoon, which was almost 20 years ago, has been inundated by a large number of other new comics.

But

There will always be a lot of fans who like these old comics.

Especially the stamp collectors, always spare no effort to collect these old comics.

But

In fact, many people only heard about the existence of such a cartoon from other people's mouths. It is normal that they don't remember its name but only some features.

Just like lingping'an, it often searches the plot to find the early online novels.

So, Ling Ping'an walked to the bookshelf and without hesitation picked up the cartoon of the son of the sun.

This old comic book is very thick. It has at least 2000 pages. It's heavy in your hand.

It was also the most popular form of publication for the comics of the year.

All of them will be printed at one time for readers to have a good time.

With this old cartoon, Ling Ping An walks back slowly.

While walking, he hummed a song: "blue sky, milky way There's a little white boat There is a osmanthus tree on board The white rabbit is playing... "

After that, he was stunned.

"What song is it?" He scratched his head: "it seems to be a nursery rhyme..."

Unfortunately, he didn't know the name of the song and the words after it.

But

The melody is really great!

So he hummed again: "blue sky, milky way There's a little white boat... "

He really liked the song.

There's even an urge to rewrite it.

Although, he didn't understand music theory.

But I don't know why, he has such an idea.

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"Blue sky, milky way..."

Humming softly, far and near.

"There's a little white boat..."

Sylvanas clearly sensed that the whole world, everything in this little unknown bookstore, was swaying with the song.

Under the floor, countless things are wriggling rhythmically.

Inside the wallpaper, countless pupils are slowly closing.

The kitten in the counter stood up.

His holy body, gently shaking, responds to the rhythm of the song.

It makes Sylvanas, it's creepy.

Because

This seemingly ordinary ballad is actually a terrible ballad containing infinite terror and taboo.

Just listening to the song, the pure blue pupil of Sylvanas reflected a terrible scene.

Muddleheaded, she seems to have seen some pictures of the future.

On the frozen continent of Northrend, on the frozen throne, the figure of Arthas sat on it.

The ice crown of the Lich King Ner'zhul was on his head.

The frost congealed his body.

He is the Lich King, and the Lich King is also him!

In a trance, Sylvanas saw the shadow of his compatriots and clansmen.

They surround the campfire, the pollution of the Sunwell, and they lose their most important source of magic.

They are increasingly suffering from obsession.

Their skin color became dark red, their spirit and will were devastated!

She also heard a cry of despair and pain: "you will drown in your own blood donation The world will be burning

Prince calthas, who was black all over, fell into a pool of blood

Sylvanas clenched his fist.

She grieved at the terrible hopelessness of the future!

The great queldore

Noble high elves

Did you fall into despair?

What about her?

Where's your sister?

And my sister?

What about the Windrunner family?

What about Silvermoon city? What about Yangfan port

What about everything she knew and cherished?

Sylvanas's hands and nails tightly pinched her flesh, she felt incomparable despair!Even Prince calthas fell into a pool of blood.

They've fallen.

Queldore, doomed!

Silver moon city Let's forget Qingfeng Village I'm afraid it will be hard to escape!

Everything will be destroyed!

Even if it's not a natural disaster, it's a troll!

At this time, the footsteps behind him are getting closer and closer, and the singing also slowly stops.

As the singing stopped, all the pictures about the future disappeared.

Looking up, Sylvanas saw the old God.

In his hand was a book that was shining brightly and seemed to be made up of sunlight.

He handed the book to Sylvanas.

"Guest, look, is this the book you want?"

Sylvanas, shaking his hands, took the book.

She held it in her hand and the warm sunshine moistened her.

The books on her hand were extremely hot, but they did not burn her.

She held it in her hand and looked at the cover.

A bunch of dazzling balls of light, looking at her on the cover.

These light balls slowly change into human shadows.

Their legs close together and straight, arms straight, symmetrically pointing to the shoulder obliquely above, five fingers together into a palm, palm outward, fingertips pointing to the sky above.

"Praise the sun!" Their voices ring in the ear, and return to silence.

Their shadow also slowly precipitation down, fall on the cover.

The book cover made up of sunshine.

One after another, the gold font, slowly appeared.

It appeared in front of her in some kind of square and upright writing that Sylvanas did not know but could understand.

Son of the sun!

This is the title of the book!

To be precise, this book is not a book.

It's a graveyard, a cemetery of civilization.

The civilization of the sons of the sun is buried here.

Their efforts and struggles in countless years are also buried here!

This book is an elegy of a great civilization!

It's their last voice in the world.

Civilization is dead!

The sons of the sun are extinct!

Just looking at the title of the book, Sylvanas felt endless sadness.

She knows that this book is all that a civilization has.

It records the study of civilization, the son of the sun, of itself and everything.

Sylvanas trembled and touched the cover of the book.

She felt the sadness recorded in the book.

It was the lament of a civilization in despair.

At the same time, she also felt the desire for the book.

It is longing for a master.

He is eager to pass on all his records to his master.

The son of the sun is extinct!

But the civilization of the son of the sun will not be extinct!

They will bloom in a new world through the hands of a new host.

The son of the sun will reappear in the sun and thrive in the warmth of the stars!

Holding the book in his hand, Sylvanas felt extremely heavy.

Because she knew that when she took the book, she would carry the hope of the sons of the sun.

And they are, at the same time, waiting for the rescue of her countrymen.

The Ranger General of the Windrunner family felt that he was out of breath.

Two hopes, let her shoulder have some shaking!

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Ling Ping An looks at the guests in front of him.

He laughed.

"It seems that this descendant of the Shang Dynasty should be a fanatical fan of animation Not after the tribal priesthood that I had guessed... "

Only fans of animation will be so excited!

So, he knew that the deal was done!

Ling Ping An sits up straight with his spare time. He looks at the guests and waits for her to speak.

He still has this patience!

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"Your honor..." Sylvanas forced herself to calm down. She raised her head and looked at the ancient god opposite her: "I don't know what price I need to take it from you."

She became nervous.

What is the value of a book that records the whole civilization?

There is no doubt that it is priceless!

What's more, the children of the sun recorded in this book are a civilization far beyond imagination.

Sylvanas can feel the greatness of those powerful sons of the sun.

That's the power the queldores dream of!

Get power directly from the sun!No arcane, no magic.

Addiction, will be cured!

Queldore, will also have the power to attack natural disasters!

As long as the sun shines, natural disasters will be eliminated!

Ling Ping An sees that the other party can't help asking for an inquiry. His mouth overflows with a smile of satisfaction: "I'm really a business genius..."

Meizizi's bookstore owner gently opened his own price: "Chenghui Five hundred and twenty yuan... "

This kind of out of print comic books, of course, will cost more.

In particular, if the guest has a demand for this, the price will certainly rise again.

This is normal, market economy!

Therefore, Ling Ping An feels that its price is very reasonable!

Anyway

He looked at the guest She should be affordable!

It's only over 500. It's estimated that even a small portion of each other's meal is insufficient!

Watching people's dishes is also a necessary skill for bookstore owners.

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"Five hundred and twenty dollars?" Sylvanas was stunned: "yuan?"

"A unit of money?"

But what is this currency?

Sylvanas doesn't know.

But she dare not ask!

Because, in a faint sense, she had an intuition. If she asked this question, it would lead to unpredictable and terrible things.

This terrible thing will lead to a terrible disaster!

Fortunately

Sylvanas knew that money was just a currency.

On behalf of its value

So

She looks at her own weapon, which is her most valuable thing now.

The bow and arrow blessed by the well of the sun.

A weapon forged with another of queldore's artifact, sodaril: the fury of the stars.

It's called: the weapon of the Windrunner's bow.

Different from sodaril: the ferocity and sanctity of the wrath of the stars.

The Windrunner's bow was made from the scrap that cast sodaril: the fury of the stars.

However, it is still powerful and precious!

It was queldore's famous weapon and was awarded to her because of the Windrunner family.

After thinking about it, she untied the long bow and handed it to the ancient god in front of her.

She bowed deeply and said, "sir I may not have the currency you want... "

"Can I mortgage this bow with you?"

"I swear, I will come back with the money you want..."

She believed that since the ancient god was willing to trade with her.

Then he must value himself, that is to say, he must have a way to earn money from his mouth.

In other words, he may always know the fact that he has no money.

Therefore, Sylvanas understood that his own action is very likely to succeed!

Sure enough!

The fire in the eyes of the ancient god gradually rose.

Just listen to him say, "yes!"

"In fact..." He said, "guest, I accept barter here..."

He took over the bow and said to Sylvanas, "I will keep your weapon for you first..."

"In half a month, if you can bring money with you, you can redeem it..."

"Half a month later, if other guests like your bow, and he can afford to pay enough..."

"Well, after the sale, I'll deduct the amount due from you We will charge you another 5% service charge and return the rest of the money to you... "

"What do you think?"

He looked at Sylvanas, the flame in his eyes, rising with unquestionable color!

Sylvanas nodded. "It's up to you."

The other side seemed satisfied with Sylvanas' understanding. He took the bow, went to the wooden counter, picked up something like a book and a pen, and wrote on it.

Then he went up to Sylvanas and handed over the book.

"You see If you don't have any comments, just sign here. " Young Bookstore owners, or very professional ethics and ethics, he also know how to avoid risks!

Sylvanas took the book and saw the text.

Each one looks normal.

But in fact, each one is extremely strange!

These words, as if there is life in the wriggling.

Sylvanas took a deep breath, and she thought of the legendary people who were bewitched and fallen.

Are they just like themselves?

But

She looked up at the fire in the eyes of the ancient god.She knew she had no choice.

Queldore has no choice!

So she took the pen and left her name on the book: Sylvanas. Windrunner!

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Ling Ping An looks at the guest's signature on his book.

He frowned suspiciously.

Because the words of the other party are a little strange.

Considering that she is a descendant, it is not surprising!

The people of Shang Dynasty have their own unique characters, which are usually very strange! Except for them, almost no one knows and uses them!

If you think of this man's clothes, he may be a descendant of a large part of the Shang Dynasty.

That's a rich family!

When he was very young, Ling Ping An heard about the luxurious moat of the Shang aristocrats in the northern and southern Zhou dynasties!

Flocks of cattle and sheep, mining contiguous!

Yin Shang brothers can receive a large amount of wealth when they lie down!

So, he has no doubt.

After all, respecting the culture, tradition and belief of each brother nation is the basic requirement of a gentleman!

Benevolent people are people!

If a person does not love and respect his brothers and brothers, then what is benevolence?

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