In the middle of the night, the drunks in the tavern dispersed, and the whole Shire returned to peace and tranquility.

As Qin Fen threw out a gold coin again, Uncle Hobbit also smiled again, he couldn't even see his eyes, patted his chest and promised to clean up the best room for a few people to sleep.

Take people's money and do things for others...... Well, I have to say, the attitude is very good.

But when they arrived at the location, everyone was speechless. What about the Super Deluxe Mountain View Suite?!

The result was an ordinary wooden house, the size of a pigeon cage, at most about 16 square meters, with a dirty carpet of unknown material on the ground. The furnishings in the room are also very simple, a wooden bed with a length of 1.5 meters, a table against the wall, and an oil lamp. In addition, a linen curtain hung from the window, which was more than halfway open at the moment, and the silver moonlight shone in like water.

The walls are not white-lime stucco, but pale yellow wooden panels, apparently of the kind that have not undergone any painting process. The wooden house is filled with a faint scent of camphor wood, and it is immediately recognizable as a kind of mahogany furniture that is quite valuable in later generations.

"Well, it's me thinking too much." Qin Fen slapped his forehead, looked at Uncle Hobbit who was standing aside with a smile and rubbing his hands waiting for praise, after all, he couldn't bear to criticize and waved him away.

The productive forces of this era are already at the bottom, but they can't ask for anything. And you can live in the open, and you don't care about the dirty environment. After discussing the order of the vigil, the men quickly fell asleep.

At dawn the next day, under Ai Jiaer's smiling good morning salute, Qin Fen opened his eyes. The two snuggled and pecked each other, and after a while, Qin Fen got out of bed, pushed open the window, and a stream of air mixed with the fragrance of flowers and grass rushed into his nose, which made people feel refreshed.

The sun was still shining in the yard, and the hobbits were sweating like rain and starting their day.

The windows face just east, facing the Misty Mountains, but at this distance only the faint outline of the mountains can be seen. To the south, outside the wall, there was a huge towering ancient tree, and underneath the tree happened to be a natural animal cage, because there was a large thorn bush around it.

The one-horned antelope bleated, chasing the mottled spots of light under the trees. In the treetops, a particularly beautiful thrush chirped and sang, and suddenly seemed to be startled by the sheep below, spread its wings, and flew farther and farther. The bird flew farther and farther away until the end of Qin Fen's line of sight.

Suddenly, with a casual sweep of his eyes, he noticed that three 'tall' humans, adventurers, had appeared on the street in the distance.

The trio had apparently slept all night, and there were even crystal dew drops condensed in their hair, and one of them was carrying a two-meter-long wolf on his back, which drew exclamations from the hobbits.

Ai Jia'er walked over, hugged Qin Fen, and said softly, "They came here in the middle of the night. ”

Qin Fen nodded and didn't pay much attention. Charles, the hobbits, can be said to be an important part of the entire Middle-earth War, and it is impossible that only they can reach it, so even if there is an adventurer of one hundred and eighty, Qin Fen will not be surprised.

"Alright, let's go down." Qin Fen smiled and pulled Ai Jia'er out.

This tavern called 'Old Blue' has opened, and there are few hobbits, but all of them are "rangers" who have traveled from afar, and there are more than a dozen people, scattered in the tavern, but all of them are fresh faces, and there are no acquaintances of Qin Fen.

The tavern was quiet, the big guys were all drinking, or talking in whispers, and occasionally someone looked a few glances here, but they were mostly indifferent.

After all, even if it is a 'killing mode', it is impossible to kill people when they see them, and that kind of madman is not destined to live long. And at the moment, the tavern is mixed, and no one knows if it will become the praying mantis when they do it themselves, so that the atmosphere is quite harmonious, like a leisurely morning tea in the Futu Tower.

At this moment, most of the tables were already occupied, and Qin Fen honestly and unceremoniously found a table in the corner where only one person sat alone. It was a blonde European, with a yellowish beard, deep-set pupils, and a bitter and hateful look. He was pouring himself a drink of rum, and when he saw Qin Fen sitting over, he nodded slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Maybe it was because the time passed too leisurely, and this guy chatted very casually while hiccuping. Of course, the topic is nothing more than nonsense such as "the weather is nice today" and "hobbits are kind", which has no nutritional value. When he finally introduced himself, the guy gave a name: Jack.

The name "Jack" is very common in Western countries, probably as common as "Xiao Ming" in China. One of the most famous representatives is none other than 'Jack. Captain Sparrow' is a thunderous name that everyone knows and everyone knows.

When the two of them said each other's names, they held out their hands and shook each other's hands, smiled meaningfully as if they were exchanging business cards, and then there was casual chatter.

Obviously, most of the adventurers were waiting for Gandalf's return at the moment, otherwise they wouldn't be so comfortable.

Time passed bit by bit, and many people couldn't sit still, as if they had a needle under their buttocks. Suddenly, I heard a commotion outside, mixed with the cries of little hobbits:

"Grandpa Gandalf is back!"

"Whoa".

The people in the tavern were almost finished in an instant, and everyone rushed out as if they had a spring installed on their buttocks, and the tavern owner was dumbfounded.

Qin Fen and Ai Jia'er also mixed in the crowd and walked out. In the distance, you can see a galloping carriage on the mountain road in the distance, pulled by two white horses, and the speed is very fast, setting off a cloud of smoke and dust behind it.

"Herod~~"

After a while, the carriage arrived in front of the village, and the tall figure sitting cross-legged at the front of the carriage took the horse and led the carriage towards the village. This is an old man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, wearing a black robe, his beard is already gray, but his face is very ruddy, and only the corners of his eyes have subtle crow's feet. Those eyes were a deep sky blue, like a bottomless lake, containing wisdom, tolerance, erudition, and so on.

This is one of the most important characters throughout Middle-earth: Gandalf!

For this kind of legendary figure, everyone present must have done their homework.

First of all, Gandalf is not a hobbit, according to the story, he is a 'god' level character who has crossed over from a mysterious place outside of Middle-earth, or at least a legendary unit - which can define the following two keywords: mysterious and powerful.

He was involved in many great battles in Middle-earth, such as the Battle of Smaug, the War of the Five Armies, the War of the Ring, and many more. For this mysterious and powerful old man, even adventurers are uneasy in their hearts and dare not make random mistakes.

When Gandalf scanned the crowd with that gentle and majestic gaze, everyone present trembled slightly, as if he had seen through the deepest secrets of his heart.

However, Gandalf did not show any performance, he led the carriage towards the village, playing with the children along the way, like the most ordinary village elder.

After the children had dispersed, Gandalf smoked his pipe and began his first formal conversation with the adventurer.

"There's a fog behind you, I can't see clearly, maybe only a wise man like Saruman can clear the fog."

Everyone was slightly shocked in their hearts, this old guy is terrible, can he still find out that the master behind everyone is not successful?

After a moment of silence, Gandalf continued:

"When I went to bed last night, I dreamed of a divine indication that a group of 'Discord' was about to arrive in Middle-earth, presumably you mysterious people...... Seriously, I really don't want to see you, the world is messed up enough. ”

Some adventurers relied on their high charm value and said boldly:

"We just work for others, since you don't want us to make trouble, then assign us more tasks to do."

The old man sighed, clapped his hands after a long time, and said:

"Guys, welcome to the Shire. I already understand what you need. Then for the next period of time, we will be in a relationship between hiring and being employed. ”

"First of all, I hope you can have a pleasant trip and of course have a good profit. So for the safety of your life, please remember the following advice from me. ”

"The Shire are a wonderful village, and I don't want to see anything evil happen here, or else I will suffer the consequences."

"Secondly, there are many dangers in the Misty Mountains behind you, and you are not allowed to enter them. However, there are some tasks that need to be completed in the Misty Mountains, and accordingly, you can come to me to receive rich rewards after completing the tasks. ”

"And, Bilbo. Baggins is an old friend of mine, and I don't want anyone to bother him. ”

"In the end, as soon as I feel that something is wrong come to me, I will live in the Shire for a while and will not leave for a short time."