“ya~a~a~ya，ya~a~a~.ya~a~a~ya，ya~a~a~~~~”

Lu Yuan slowly woke up from a sweet slumber, as if his body had surfaced all the way from the depths of the sea. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

In his ears, he could faintly hear the intermittent shallow singing, like a girl in a gauze dress singing a song, or a blind man singing in the wilderness. The song was melodious, and when the ears tried to catch it, it went farther and farther, and finally there was no trace.

In its place was the sound of wheels.

When the hard wooden wheels walked on the stone road, the body shook vigorously as it collided with the stone road. Lu Yuan's body also followed the carriage, swaying as if riding a boat. "I sat in an old carriage still on wooden wheels, with the carport open. Because in addition to the slightly cold wind, I could smell the grass from the wilderness. And...... The smell of the hot smell of the horses pulling the cart just pooping......"

Lu Yuan closed his eyes and smiled to himself. Although his hands were tightly tied together by ropes, he didn't mind.

There were two rows of seats on the open carriage, separated from the left and right, and now there were four people, including Lu Yuan. "Hey, you, you're finally awake." Seeing Lu Yuan sitting up straight, the one opposite spoke first. The man's spoken language was terrible and stiff, as if he were speaking with a pebble in his mouth, and there was a strange rhythm. "You were about to cross the border, were you? Just broke into the ambush circle of the Imperials, just like us, and this thief next to me......"

Lu Yuan still didn't open his eyes, which usually meant refusing to communicate, but the man didn't stop - he seemed to be eager to find someone to say something, and he didn't even care if the other party was listening. Maybe it's because he knows what's going to happen next. Although he was ready to accept it calmly, regret was inevitable, which made him talk a little more.

"Don't call me a thief! You goddamn storm cloaks! Lu Yuan heard another man's voice and interjected from the side. The man, known as the "thief", had the same hoarse voice, just like the former. Maybe it's because the boundless snow-capped mountains and long winters of Skyrim Province have already scratched the voices of all those who were born and grew up. "When there is no one in Skyrim Province, the emperor is far away, and everything is peaceful! Now it's a mess by you storm cloaks!

Damn, if it weren't for the Empire grabbing you everywhere, I would have fled to the Hammer Province......"

The "little thief" muttered and kept complaining, he didn't realize what was going to happen next, and even wanted to pull Lu Yuan together to "hate the same enemy"! It's a pity that Lu Yuan didn't even open his eyes except for his smile getting brighter and brighter.

"Regardless of the past, we are now brothers and sisters. Thieves. Lu Yuan heard the man in front of him say pointedly, with a faint mockery. You can't be born on the same day and month of the same year, but you want to die on the same day and month of the same year...... Although the Nords do not have the same proverb, they are also a kind of ape dung when they die.

"Shut up, y'all!" The driver roared! They were so wordy that they couldn't stand even the drivers.

But there was silence for half a minute, and the "little thief" continued to speak. "What's wrong with him?" Lu Yuan continued to close his eyes, and the thief could only chat with the man opposite Lu Yuan, but what he asked was the question of the last passenger in the car - that person was wearing clothes that were very gorgeous for Nords - chain mail and cloak lined with bear skin, and he was noble at first glance!

But not only was the man's hands tied, but he even had a rope around his mouth! Apparently, the soldiers who captured the man thought that he was a weapon even to speak......

"Keep your mouth shut!" At the same time as the Nord man on the opposite side spoke, Lu Yuan suddenly spoke with him at the same time. And every word spoken, even the tone and tone, is exactly the same! "You're about to speak to the true High King, the Ulfric Stormcloak!"

Scared silly...... The four people in the car fell into a brief silence!

Even the guy who was known as the supreme king of the skyrim turned his head to look at Lu Yuan-

“…… Are you a wizard? It was the thief who spoke first, and asked cautiously. He had the impression that only those sorcerers could do such a thing as an unpredictable prophet.

"Wizard? Hehe~" Lu Yuan finally opened his eyes, as bright as stars.

"I'm the main character!"

*****

"The Elder Scrolls V Skyrim" (TheelderscrollsV: Skyrim), because it was sinicized as an "old man scroll" when it first entered China, it became a joke. Veteran players tend to play this meme over and over again, and they never get tired of it.

Later, because The Elder Scrolls 4th Generation: Annihilation has extremely excellent graphics, and a large number of third-party interfaces for character materials and screen materials have been opened, resulting in an unofficial mod blowout, which has greatly deepened and expanded the game. With the influx of discord mods, the province of Cerodil has become a heavenly world filled with countless hot, scantily clad beauties - since then, the "old man scrollbar" has evolved into a "girl scrollbar", and countless core players play with the female trumpet, staring at the beautified ass and sucking ...... If you want to say "playing with the ass", "Overwatch" is ten years late!

The "girly scrollbar" tradition continued until the fifth generation of The Elder Scrolls game, Skyrim, and apparently will continue to do so for a long time......

For this game, Lu Yuan is experienced.

If there's one part of the game he's most familiar with, it's the journey in the car at the beginning - he can even memorize the dialogue between the four people in the car. Because of the countless reopenings, he simply can't understand this part better! But if you want to talk about the plot of the game, I'm sorry...... The front part of his memory was still clear, but it was blank in the back...... Because just like the fourth generation, he has never really cleared the customs......

Because he's pretty much the same as most players, obsessed with all kinds of ENBs, landscaping, weapons, houses, companions, skins, labs (ahem, that's not true!). And so on, play more than 200 mods at a time, until the game is completely dead, or there is no novelty and start again with a new batch of mods - as for the plot, what is it?

But even if he doesn't understand the plot anymore, that's later.

Now he was sitting in the carriage, with Larov, the Nord man of Brookwood, and the thief on the oblique side was Locke, and on the same side as him was, of course, the famous leader of the Storm Cloak, who had just murdered the High King of Skyrim - which meant that the position he was sitting in was simply crucial! Because "the ass determines the head", the person sitting in this position must be a child of destiny!

So no matter how humble he is, he has to show his eight teeth and smile brightly to give Big Alona a "thumbs up" at this moment!

Ah, the god of your house is simply too powerful, there is wood!

Lu Yuan traveled through seventy, eighty, ninety worlds, through wind, frost, rain and snow, spring, summer, autumn and winter, and after pit countless protagonists - he finally became the protagonist!

*****

"Ralov", "Locker", "This is His Majesty Ulfric Stormcloak".

"Lu Yuan."

The carriage was still rolling along, and in addition to the four men in this cart, there were several carriages in front of it full of prisoners - all of them were the Imperial troops who had been ambushed this time, the Stormcloak rebels captured - and of course, Lu Yuan, who was caught by the way by mowing the grass and beating rabbits, and the thief Locker. Lu Yuan had just crossed over, and of course he had no memory of what happened in front of him. But those people seemed to know clearly how Lu Yuan was "caught", and they were not surprised by Lu Yuan's existence......

Except for his race.

"Lu Yuan, where are you from?" Larov looked at Lu Yuan's face, which was very different from the common ethnic groups in Skyrim Province, and asked curiously.

In his opinion, Lu Yuan's appearance is very in line with the aesthetic views of the Nord people: an eight-foot man, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and distinct muscles, rolling under his clothes as the carriage sways, full of explosive power like a cheetah! But his face was a little yellowish, and he didn't have the big nostrils of the Nords, or the fat faces of the Brightons, let alone the red faces of the Redguards.

In short, the facial features are distinct but not too prominent, and they are quite different from the people of Skyrim Province.

"Huaxia ...... It's an empire. Although there were imperial rebels and the biggest leaders sitting in front of him, Lu Yuan still chose an imperial background for himself. Without it - the Nords are poor and willing to be poor; And the imperial people have money and especially want to make money! Of course, Lu Yuan prefers to be a rich man.

"It's hard to go from luxury to thrift"~! It's enough to come to this place where you don't take a bath, how can Lao Lu, who likes luxury and enjoyment, be able to stand the days of no money anymore! So the background must be a greedy Imperial Man! It's a must!

Looking at Lu Yuan's clean, mud-free fingernails, and his refreshing hair that flutters in the wind (Nord hair is like a little braid stuck in the mud and sweat), several people believe it...... Fortunately, Stormcloak only wanted to overthrow the Empire and establish a Nord state - they were against the Imperial government, not ordinary Empires, and there was no such thing as "killing all the Empire" in the program.

So a few people didn't say anything.

However, when the Imperial soldiers on the side of the carriage heard that the town of Helgen ahead was the end of the trip, and that the executioner was ready there, the "thief" Locker began to crumble. He prayed incessantly to the Holy Spirit of this world and looked forward to salvation. And Larov, a resident of the town of Ximu near Helgen, looked at the familiar scene outside the car, and he was also muttered to himself.

Only His Majesty Buffric Stormcloak, even though he knew that he was about to be beheaded, remained silent as stone.

Only Lu Yuan, when approaching Helgen, stretched his neck like a monkey. Whatever the town was, their eyes widened in curiosity, as if they had never seen it before. In the end, even Larov, who remembered the killing, couldn't help but say, "What's so good about this?" ”

"Because this scene will never be seen again," Lu Yuan prophesied, "in the mid-autumn moon, Helgen will be destroyed by Longyan." (To be continued.) )