At the end of February and the beginning of March, in the north, it is warm and cold, most of the trees are still dead branches, and only a trace of green shoots to sprout brings the breath of spring. However, in the land of Minyue in the south, it has long been the season of spring with the wind and willows and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. Just like this poem by Yan Shu in the Song Dynasty, the endless spring is full of joy.

"Tasha Walking: The Trail is Red and Rare"

The trails are red and sparse, and the suburbs are green.

The high platform trees are overcast.

The spring breeze does not lift the ban on poplars, and the misty flutters on the pedestrians.

The green leaf Tibetan warbler, the red curtain is separated by the swallow.

The incense of the furnace is quietly turning one by one.

When I woke up from a melancholy dream, the slanting sun shone deep into the courtyard.

On the West Gate Street of Fuzhou Mansion in FJ Province, the bluestone road stretches straight out and leads straight to the West Gate. Before a magnificent mansion is built, a flagpole of two feet high is erected in the two stone altars on the left and right, and the green flag flutters on the top of the pole. The yellow silk thread on the right flag is embroidered with a male lion with teeth and claws, and a majestic demeanor, and the flag is waving in the wind, making the male lion more vigorous. On the top of the lion's head, a pair of bats embroidered with black silk thread spread their wings and fly. The left flag is embroidered with four black characters of "Fuwei Dart Bureau", with silver hooks and iron strokes, and the strength is extraordinary. The vermilion lacquer door of the mansion, the copper nails the size of a teacup on the door are shining, and the plaque on the top of the door reads "Fuwei Dart Bureau" four large gold lacquer characters, and the horizontal book below is "General Number" two small characters.

If it weren't for the late day, there would be eight men in two rows of benches at the entrance, all with straight waists, showing a heroic spirit.

The night was deep, and the bright moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard of this high-rise mansion, and also fell into it through the screen window of the right wing room in the backyard. This person is Lin Pingzhi, the young dart master of the Fuwei Dart Bureau. As the only son of Lin Zhennan, the chief dart master of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, although he is inevitably pampered, he looks fair and delicate, but in the end he is also a descendant of a martial arts family, and the family martial arts can still be practiced, especially the seventy-two ways of warding off evil swordsmanship that the Lin family has become famous for, which has been praised by Lin Zhennan, the head dart master of the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and it can be regarded as having three points of fire.

Lin Pingzhi under the moonlight did not sink into a deep and sweet dreamless sleep as usual, for some reason, he strayed into an extremely strange dream.

There is nothing special this evening, Lin Pingzhi returned from hunting with several dart masters as usual, and after meeting his parents, the family of three enjoyed dinner together, during which Lin Zhennan also praised Lin Pingzhi's archery and ate a few more bites of mountain chicken, which is also the result of hunting. Given that Lin Pingzhi was eighteen years old, Lin Zhennan also had a few drinks with him, which made Lin Pingzhi, who had no amount of alcohol, a little dizzy. This move caused Mother Lin to say a few words of disgust, and beckoned her subordinates to help Lin Pingzhi go back to the room to rest.

Lin Pingzhi reluctantly bowed to say goodbye to his parents, and returned to his room with the support of the servant.

Lin Pingzhi, who had fallen asleep, was suddenly awakened by a loud and far-reaching voice.

"Welcome to the world of Diablo! Please choose your profession! ”

Lin Pingzhi, who was in a daze, didn't really hear it, and when he opened his eyes at a loss, a strange scene was already present in front of him.

The whole world was enveloped in deep darkness, there was no moon or stars in the sky, nothing but the dense darkness that could not be dissolved and a bonfire in front of it. Only the roaring and dancing flames of the campfire can bring a touch of warmth in this thick darkness.

Around the campfire sat seven strangers in fancy costumes. There are men and women, the costumes and dresses are all things that Lin Pingzhi has never seen, and their appearance is very different from that of the people of Middle-earth, but they are obviously people with unique skills. There are women who are playing with fireballs in their hands with wooden sticks, there are also heavily armed soldiers with full body armor, a shield in one hand, and a big sword in the other, and an old man in Mai who has a crow on his shoulder and looks down to stroke the wolf......

The seven men sat quietly around the campfire, like stone statues. But whenever Lin Pingzhi's eyes were fixed on a certain person, the other party seemed to notice it immediately, and turned his head to look at it, which frightened Lin Pingzhi and hurriedly lowered his head. He looked away, and the other party immediately returned to his original state.

Lin Pingzhi didn't dare to raise his head, and asked in a low voice: "Heroes, below is Lin Pingzhi, the young dart master of Fuzhou Fuwei Dart Bureau, and Lin Zhennan, the head dart master of Fuwei Dart Bureau. Where is this place? Why do you come to this point and how can you return home? ”

After this passage, there was silence and no response.

Lin Pingzhi waited for a while, and then had the courage to raise his voice and repeat what he had just said.

The result was the same, quietly, without any response.

Suddenly, a grand and far-reaching voice sounded, and Lin Pingzhi couldn't hear where it was coming from, as if it was coming from all directions.

"Career selection is about to time out, please choose as soon as possible! Countdown 10 9 8 7......"

When Lin Pingzhi was still looking around for the source of the sound, the voice had already counted from 10 to 1.

"Career selection timed out, random selection!"

"Random Results: Barbarians!"

As soon as the words fell, a giant with an extremely strong body and a face full of oil paint by the bonfire suddenly stood up and jumped in front of Lin Pingzhi's eyes. The giant was dressed in leather armor and was a foot tall. Lin Pingzhi is also a handsome young man, but standing beside the giant, the other party's strong eight-pack abs are almost close to his face.

The giant wielded a huge axe the size of a basin, slashing at the sky, the blade of the axe reflected the cold light, raised its head to the sky, and let out a roar, like an ancient demon god, the sound shook the four wilds.

Lin Pingzhi was already stunned the moment the giant jumped over, and that roar made his legs weak, and he sat down on the ground with a thud, his eyes closed, his mind was blank, and he didn't even hear the prompt sound that resounded all around.

"Please enter your name!"

Lin Pingzhi just trembled.

The voice waited a while and repeated itself.

"Please enter your name!"

Lin Pingzhi still didn't respond.

The voice was repeated over and over again.

"Please enter your name!"

"Please enter your name!"

"Please enter your name!"

……

Lin Pingzhi finally heard the two words "name" clearly in a panic. He replied with a crying voice: "Lin Pingzhi, my name is Lin Pingzhi, let me go, I want to go home." ”

His reply was immediately fruitful, and the voice changed.

"Name confirmed, Lin Pingzhi!"

"Barbarian Lin Pingzhi, please start your adventure in the Diablo world!"

There was silence all around, and when Lin Pingzhi plucked up the courage to open his eyes again, he found that he was already in another world.

In front of me is a huge and humble walled city. The entire camp is surrounded by a large river tens of meters wide, which stretches for several kilometers. The camp is surrounded by two wooden walls, one high and one low, and the outer low wall is surrounded by countless wooden stakes more than two meters high and more than ten centimeters thick, and the tops of the wooden stakes are sharpened and tightly tied together with hemp rope. Outside the low wall, there is also a row of barbed wooden stakes of about one meter. At a glance, Lin Pingzhi felt his scalp tingle.

At a distance of about a zhang behind the low wall, there stands a wooden wall more than five meters high. Riveting together with large and small wooden piles, quite regular, every ten meters is connected with a seven or eight meters high guard tower, although it is wooden, it is very spectacular. There were guards with bows and arrows pacing back and forth on the walls, and people could walk on the walls!

Lin Pingzhi stood up and looked around. Suddenly, a man approached him, a man of about thirty years of age, somewhat unkempt, of medium build, dressed in blue-gray cloth, who looked like the chief shopkeeper of the commercial port. With a frustrated expression on his face, he walked listlessly to Lin Pingzhi's side and waved his hand to say hello.

"Hi, hello, barbarian adventurer!"

Lin Pingzhi hurriedly hugged his fists in return, "Below is Lin Pingzhi, the young dart master of Fuzhou Fuwei Dart Bureau, and Lin Zhennan, the head dart master of Fuwei Dart Bureau, my father." May I ask the shopkeeper, where is this place? Why do you come to this point and how can you return home? ”

The shopkeeper completely ignored Lin Pingzhi's question, and said to himself.

"Hello, stranger. I'm not surprised to see you guys. In the midst of all the troubles, many adventurers travel here from afar.

No doubt you have heard of the tragedy that befell Tritsmut. It is also said that Diablo, the king of horrors, has once again set foot in this world.

I don't know if to believe it or not, but the dark wanderer did pass through here weeks ago. He headed east, to the mountains, guarded by the monastery's Rog.

It may not be much news, but the forces of evil seem to be reviving in his footsteps. You see, not long after the wanderers passed, the gate of the monastery to the mountains was sealed, and strange creatures began to destroy the countryside.

I'll stay in this cave until I can sleep in the open and the gates reopen. I hope to be able to go to Rugoin before the shadow of Tretesmut engulfs us all. If you were still alive, I would have taken you.

You should also talk to Akara, who seems to be the leader of this camp. Maybe she can tell you something else. ”

Variif spoke at length to himself, then turned away, wandering expressionlessly.

Lin Pingzhi listened to his words out of politeness and patience, but his question was not answered. He hurriedly chased after him and asked, "Mr. Wa, where is this place?" Why do you get to this point and how can you return to Fuzhou? ”

After Varif was stopped by Lin Pingzhi, he began to speak at length with a frustrated face, completely ignoring Lin Pingzhi's question.

"Hello, stranger. I'm not surprised to see you guys. In the midst of all the troubles, many adventurers travel here from afar.

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You should also talk to Akara, who seems to be the leader of this camp. Maybe she can tell you something else. ”

When Lin Pingzhi heard this, he was surprised to find that the content of what this guy said was exactly the same as the last time, and there was not a single word wrong. After saying that, Variif turned away again, wandering around with a blank face.

A chill broke out in Lin Ping's heart, this Varif didn't feel like a normal person, but like a puppet controlled by people in myths and legends!