The one-eyed dwarf was already drunk and dizzy, as if he couldn't even stand on his feet, but when he heard that the adventurer wanted to ask him to be a guide to find the terrifying creature, he was still a spirit, and shook his head violently:

“…… No way! ”

"It is the place where the devil lives, it is the forbidden area of life, it is the lair of death...... I don't want to reminisce about those old days, and I don't want to go to those places anymore. ”

"I'm sorry, but that's not up to you." Murphy smiled gently, but his eyes were as sharp as knives, and his tone was firm and unforgiving.

Rubus, who had already begun to raise his head and greedily turned his head to the dried bottle, looking at everyone in bewilderment.

Just listen to Murphy said lightly:

“…… The bottle of wine in your hand is a hundred-year-old puree, which is worth 100 gold coins in the human world. It's okay if you don't go, but you'll have to pay for the drink. ”

“……”

The dwarven explorer's large yellowish beard began to tremble, and he roared in disbelief:

"Impossible, how can a bottle of wine be so expensive!"

"I'm sorry, that's the case." Murphy smiled and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Elder Chabusi." ”

Cha Busi, that is, the task publisher here, the old man who loves to be greedy and cheap, wears rings on all ten fingers, and is full of nouveau riche temperament.

"You're cheating on me!!"

At this time, the dwarven explorer finally came to his senses, and his body trembled slightly with anger. In particular, the very obvious scar on his forehead had turned bright red from anger and congestion, and it snaked like a centipede on his forehead, and then spread over his eyes, as if it could drip blood. With the black hole in the eye sockets, it gives people a creepy feeling.

This guy was obviously not a good-natured master, and in a fit of rage, he directly picked up the thick and stupid axe leaning against the stump, and approached it with a fierce momentum like the Axe Gang.

But soon, a few punching bag-sized fists made him sober from his drunken state and recognize this cold reality.

The three melee adventurers who acted as thugs took little effort to bring the guy down, their faces hot from alcohol pressed against the cold, damp ground, the pain in his abdomen making him cramp slightly, and despite the mud and dirt of the ground, he just lay on the ground gasping for air.

Murphy said in his usual gentle voice, "You either pay back the money, or you have to act as our guide." Of course, we only need you to lead the way, and when you get to the location, you can leave without hindrance. ”

Rubus hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice:

"You're right...... Is it true? ”

With his identity as an alcoholic + bachelor + unemployed vagrant, it is already very good to be able to mix a mouthful of food, and he wants to pay for a bottle of wine with a hundred gold coins? Live in a dream! Whoever made him cheap, and he was pulled into the pit by the wine trust, he can only blame himself for not being strong~~

And the resort to force is clearly not going to work. Two fists are hard to beat four hands, he is a blind old dwarf, he has long lost his courage and bravery, if he really wants to do it, he doesn't know how to die.

As a result, the dwarven explorers quickly recognized the reality and made the right choice.

Murphy nodded sincerely, "Yes, we only need you to lead the way, and we don't need you to take risks, that's all." ”

As if to enhance his persuasiveness, Murphy pulled out another bottle of vintage puree rum of excellent quality, and said:

"As long as you promise, a bottle of wine a day will still satisfy you."

Under the double pressure of temptation, coercion, and coercion, is there any reason not to obey?

Lubus finally nodded.

"So, let's leave tomorrow morning, is there a problem?"

"You're the boss, you have the final say."

The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. The nature of the adventurer is similar to that of a shark in the sea, and the emphasis is on profit. Now that I've heard of the existence of the dragon Smaug, some misunderstandings from before can be resolved. After all, the dragon Smaug is powerful, and it has long been known throughout Middle-earth, and he is by no means an opponent alone, and he has to rely on adventurers to form a group to brush it up......

It was agreed that Ming'er would set off early in the morning and embark on the legendary adventure, and the big guys were not idle and began to look for other helpers.

It turns out that the life of this dwarf kingdom is not very rich, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as embarrassing, not to mention that all young people have a restless and adventurous heart, grasp this psychology, and then tempt it to benefit. As the saying goes, there must be brave men under the heavy reward, and naturally there are dwarven warriors who do not listen to the advice and are willing to join this expedition.

Their strength may not be outstanding, but adventurers don't think so, even if they are cheeky and black-hearted and use them as pathfinders, many dangers can be avoided. Then he bought a large number of drugs from the dwarf tribe to repel blood-sucking insects, and by the time everything was ready, it was already close to afternoon.

At this time, the sun is warm and the temperature is pleasant in the Grand Canyon. The leaves of the canna sway gently in the night breeze, and the scent of acacia and the palmetto tree create a strange scent, which makes you feel this unique and exotic atmosphere. A straight-winged grasshopper completely oblivious to the brown ant crawling past it, and the other one happily rubbed its wings on the iris to join in the chorus of the search for a mate.

By the time they finally set off, the entire team had gathered as many as fifty people.

In order to pursue the speed of travel, some impatient adventurers took the lead in opening the way, and they were not afraid of any poisonous insects and beasts, and followed the direction pointed out by the dwarven explorers, at least until they entered the land where evil was entrenched. The guide Lubus was drunk, the pole was like thunder, and the two dwarven warriors resisted the road, and when he woke up, he was probably carried into the ground, and he had no chance to regret it.

It was very hot and humid to walk through the valley, but when everyone crossed the canyon and followed a trail over the mountains and into the forest, the temperature dropped sharply.

As if all of a sudden, I felt a cool breeze blowing on my face, and this cool breeze blew on my sweaty face, which was originally very pleasant, but if I felt it carefully, I could feel that there was a faint smell of rot and cold in the wind. If you take a few more puffs, it seems that even your lungs will twitch uncomfortably. Before, everyone didn't feel anything, but now that they came out of the dwarf valley and entered this primordial and wild world, the sudden change made the feeling so clear.

After feeling this eerie coolness, many of the dwarves began to mumble and talk. The general content is nothing more than that the depths of the Misty Mountains are inhabited by evil creatures, and the breath of death spreads so that the entire mountain range is shrouded in withering, and only the valley is truly the only paradise under the protection of the Dwarven King......

However, these are mostly stories of hearsay legends, but there is no way to verify the specifics.

Led by a dwarven explorer, the group traveled through caves and ridges, and their current destination was the Crystal Tears, located in the middle of the majestic mountains.

Legend has it that it is a lake formed by the tears of the gods, in the middle of the alpine snowfields. And there used to be the kingdom of the dwarves, so if you want to find the treasure of the dwarf king, it is a must-go place, and it has become the first stop of everyone's trip.

That night they spent the night under a sheltered cliff, and the next day they continued on their way, and by noon they had set foot on the snow-capped line.

At this time, around August, the Shire is still a hot summer and busy farming season, and it is already covered with snow and snow. The reason is simple, just because everyone went to a high altitude.

The average altitude around this area is about 5,000 meters, if it is left in modern times, not everyone can go, most people will have altitude sickness when they go, and serious sudden death is possible.

However, the adventurer's physical fitness has always been tenacious, and he is stronger than Xiaoqiang. The dwarves are also accustomed to hard work for many years, and their bodies are very good. Climbing such a snowy peak is not a hidden danger to physiology.

(Don't underestimate altitude sickness, although most people have never been to any high-altitude places, occasionally see the word "altitude sickness" in the newspaper network, there will always be some muttering, quite disdainful, heart said is it so serious?) Is altitude sickness really so bad? In fact, it's really powerful. ）

(The year I graduated from college, I went to Tibet with three or two friends.) I was on a plane, and I didn't feel anything inside the plane, but when I got off the plane, I just felt my head spinning, like I was sitting on a roller coaster, and I almost fell down. ）

(Actually, this happens to many people.) Therefore, if you want to travel to Tibet, if the conditions are slightly better, you can drive an off-road vehicle to travel by car, or take the Qinghai-Tibet Railway to gradually adapt to the local altitude. Flying over, the altitude rises too fast, and most people will have this reaction. ）

(3,000 above sea level is just pediatrics, up to 4,000, most people can't stand it, up to 5,000, only a small number of people can stay often, more than 6,000, that belongs to the extreme environment, except for professional mountaineering teams, ordinary people can't go.) ）

(Speaking from experience, don't blame.) Anyway, they have already rushed to grandma's house, and no one must have seen these words. La-la. Well, end the book years ago, bow, thank you. ）