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When Chenyang stepped out of the white light, he learned that he was returning to the mission and that his identity was Maia.

He found a strange place, where the system used to teleport to remote, dark, damp, and even rancid sewers.

Those places are not willing to be approached by humans and even most creatures, hidden and safe, and no one will notice that there is an extra person in the alley.

Only this time, where Chenyang teleported, was a small house.

The house was so small that he had to bend slightly to make sure he didn't hit the ceiling.

At first, Chenyang thought it was a dwarven house.

But then he suddenly remembered that it seemed impossible for the dwarves to live in this kind of environment, warm furniture, plenty of food, clean and tidy ground, and the dwarves who had been in and out of the mines all year round and were good at smelting and forging.

Such a comfortable environment could never be a dwarven dwelling, as the morning sun could be sure.

Chenyang walked cautiously around the room, trying to find the door of this hut, and maybe get some information about the owner of this hut.

Unfortunately he did not see the gate, nor did he see the owner of the cottage.

It wasn't until he stepped on the fluffy carpet and looked out the window that he noticed that outside the garden of the cottage stood a well-dressed hobbit, and a bearded old man in a gray robe.

While the two were talking, Chenyang learned their identities.

The main character of The Hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, and the Grey Wizard, Gandalf.

After a very unpleasant conversation, Baggins slipped back to his cabin, while Gandalf noticed the morning sun in front of the window and smiled a sly smile like that of an old fox.

Even Chenyang, staring at him with this smile, felt uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the door to the hut creaked open, and then slammed shut.

Baggins walked briskly into his cabin, exhaling softly, thinking that he had escaped, thinking that he would never meet the annoying Gandalf again.

"Damn, all the good moods ...... today"

Baggins walked over to his pantry, intending to take out a cheese and a drink to take some of his bad mood away.

But before he could enter the storage room, a tall and straight figure appeared again in the corridor of his room, so that Baggins couldn't help but look up and down, looking at the morning sun curiously.

"Good morning."

Chenyang smiled, learned the way Baggins greeted, and was the first to speak.

Baggins' expression was a little dumbfounded, and he didn't seem to react yet, and instinctively responded: "Early...... Good morning. ”

Suddenly, he came back to his senses, looked at the handsome Chenyang in front of him, and asked aloud, "Why are you in my house?"

The appearance of the morning sun made him forget to take out the cheese, and even the unpleasant conversation with Gandalf was forgotten by him.

"I've heard that hobbits are very hospitable, so you must be one of them."

Chenyang bent down slightly and said with a smile.

It's just that what he answered, and what Baggins asked, seemed a little unpredictable.

Baggins opened his mouth and said helplessly, "Of course, hobbits are hospitable, it's just that I'm more than happy to receive guests I know."

Hearing this, Chenyang directly stretched out his right hand and said, "Chenyang, I am willing to serve you." Now we know each other. ”

Now we know each other.

When he heard this, Baggins was directly confused by Chenyang, unconsciously stretched out his hand and shook Chenyang, and responded loudly: "Baggins, I will also serve you."

In a few words, Chenyang smoothly stayed at Baggins' home as a guest.

Of course, Chenyang can't just rely on a few words to get acquainted with this important person in the hobbit plane, and he relies on all kinds of food and wine stored in his storage space.

Ordinary people can't carry these, so only Chenyang has storage space, which can store food so luxuriously.

The hobbits, who were already happy to enjoy themselves, could not have chased away such a beloved guest after seeing the food and wine, and even Baggins wanted to stay a few more nights in the morning sun.

After some conversation, Baggins walked out the window and noticed that Gandalf had left, so he slowly walked out of the hut to buy some food for today's dinner and supper.

Before Baggins left, Chenyang also specially told him to prepare a few more portions of food, otherwise the reserve of food in his hut might not last for a night.

After Baggins left, Sunrise came to the gate and saw a mark that Gandalf had carved with his thick wooden cane before leaving.

This mark is not visible to ordinary people, but only some special people can find it, and it feels like some special wood spirit patterns to Chenyang, which has brought him a lot of inspiration.

If Chenyang could follow Gandalf, he might be able to gain a lot of knowledge and skills about the Wood Spirit Pattern from him.

It's a pity Gandalf isn't here now.

But Chenyang wasn't in a hurry, and when it was time for dinner, Gandalf should have arrived, with his gang of buddies.

When the time comes, Baggins' expression will be very exciting.

Chenyang thought in his heart, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Soon it was night, and Baggins prepared a dinner for himself and Chenyang, and before he could begin to enjoy it, a rattle bell sounded in front of the door.

When Baggins heard this, his pupils shrank, and he seemed to sense something bad, and finally put down his knife and fork, walked to the door, and opened the door.

What appeared in front of him was a dwarf with relatively thin hair, who bowed slightly to him: "Dugolin, at your service."

Baggins looked at the strange dwarf in front of him, his expression was confused, and he replied, "Bilbo Baggins...... We're there for you, too. ”

As soon as Baggins finished saying this, Dugolin had already walked through the door, and very unceremoniously took off his leather coat and threw it to Baggins.

Dugolin seemed to regard this place as his home, turned and walked to the dining room, greeted the aroma and walked to the place of Baggins at the table, and began to enjoy the dinner that belonged to Baggins.

"Morning Sun."

"Dugolin."

The two greeted each other.

Baggins looked confused, watching Du Golin sit in his place, enjoying his dinner, and even after Du Golin was not full, he handed out his supper and cumin cake.

When handing over the small cake, the only small action Baggins did was to secretly leave a piece for himself, so that Chenyang couldn't help but feel a little pitiful when he saw it.

At that moment, three more rattles called Baggins over.

There seemed to be an unusually large number of guests today, and every one of them was unexpected by Baggins.