Of course, these are secondary. What really caught Qin Fen's attention was a female adventurer who was picking things out in the grocery store...... Zhang Jing!

That's right, it's the woman who was on Pandora's home planet, when she was chased by the Zerg army, Aijiaer turned back to save people, but was stabbed by the other party with a frost blade to slow down, and then ruthlessly abandoned Aijiaer.

Dead friends are not dead and poor, many people have this kind of mentality, and Qin Fen doesn't want to evaluate anything, after all, the highest meaning of the Tower of Life is to live, and death has always been the greatest horror. But understanding doesn't mean agreeing, especially when this woman attacks Agare...... To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that civil strife was not allowed at that time, Qin Fen would have done something to her a long time ago.

After all, "helping relatives and not helping people" is a Chinese tradition, Qin Fen never thinks that he is a good person, if he can save his companions by sacrificing strangers, he will never mind becoming a butcher~~

"Hey, long time no see." When Qin Fen saw her, the woman also quickly discovered Qin Fen, and after a slight silence, an unnatural smile immediately leaked from her face.

Qin Fen nodded, walked inside, the old dwarf at the door glanced up at him, then let out a cold snort from his nostrils, pointed at the counter with his pipe, and said lazily:

"Humans, to be honest I don't welcome you, it's your arrival that has cost the valley a dozen valiant warriors. So if you dare to mess around inside, I know you, and my axe won't know you! ”

Qin Fen naturally didn't take this old dwarf's warning to heart, he walked into the grocery store with an indifferent face, and he could see that Zhang Jing was obviously a little afraid of him, biting his lip lightly, and subconsciously took two steps back, his eyes flashed with surprise, doubt, and shame.

"Don't worry," Qin Fen's gentle voice sounded, "I was just passing by, and I didn't have any interest in you. ”

"Hmm...... I'm sorry. ”

"If you don't mind, let's go for a drink or two? I happen to have some questions for you. ”

Zhang Jing hesitated slightly, and finally nodded, "You wait for me, it'll be fine right away." ”

As he spoke, he wiped the floor of the grocery store, and walked outside to the old dwarf and smiled sweetly: "Dad, the shop is cleaned up, if there is nothing wrong, my friend and I will go to the bar in front of us for a drink." ”

The old dwarf raised his eyelids and glanced at Qin Fen, and then waved his hand as if chasing flies, signaling to get out of here.

……

If the hobbit is synonymous with industriousness and kindness, then the dwarf is the representative of drunkards and craftsmen. When it comes to dwarves, the first thing that comes to mind must be their superb forging technology, and then there is the habit of drinking like a life - most dwarves are typical representatives of no drinking, Qin Fen has personally seen a male dwarf with a child, when the child is hungry and screams, he directly laughs and pours the wine into the child's mouth...... Since I was a child, I have been drinking alcohol instead of drinking, can the amount of alcohol be bad?

Therefore, the most indispensable thing in the dwarf valley is naturally the tavern, because they are all regular customers, and it doesn't matter about the image project, so these taverns are all in tatters without exception, and the dwarf king Solin is squatting on the top. The oak shield statues, and even the strange "one eye" and "three ears" signboards are full of cracks eroded by rain and wind, and rude and bold laughter can be heard from time to time from far away.

It was nearly dusk, and the heavy twilight haze had already spread, and through the bluestone paved streets, a warm glow peeked through the cracks in the doors, turning the road into mottled old keys.

Qin Fen chose a tavern at random, pushed open the two low doors that were rickety and covered with traces of wind and rain erosion, and stepped in.

The tavern was dimly lit and had a low ceiling, with pillars that had only been stripped of their bark, revealing smoky wooden walls, and even many of the connectors on which were unpolished. Ropes hung from the low beams, and there were a variety of things tied to them, such as wine bottles, jars, wood, uncarved statues, etc., mostly the custom of the dwarves.

You'll see a dark bar with a few random oak barrels next to it, counting as stools. In the center of the tavern, several dwarves were talking and laughing loudly, talking about these rumors about the streets and alleys of the east and west families. Although it was only a matter of sesame seeds, the dwarves enjoyed it, and after each laugh, they drank the golden liquor from the wooden cup with blushing faces and bare arms, and let the white foam drip down the large beard under their chins.

Since the main target of the tavern here is dwarves, with an average height of 1.5 meters, the tables in the tavern are usually low, but they are strong and heavy, with a mottled mark of time. Each table was topped with oily brass candlesticks and oil lamps. Because of the ingenuity of most of the dwarves, these candlesticks are often shaped into various strange shapes, such as frogs, water birds, and so on.

The entry of Qin Fen and the others only provoked a glance from a few dwarves, and they did not return to the warm welcome they used to have, and one of the dwarves even frowned and spat at Qin Fen fiercely, the ferocity and provocation on his face were obvious. Thinking that most of the dwarves hired by the expedition were buried by the avalanche at once, the attitude of these dwarves towards the adventurers suddenly became deeply disgusted.

Ignoring the malice and rejection of these dwarves, Qin Fen walked to the bar and ordered two cups of berry wine from the Dwarven Valley. It was a red berry, slightly larger than a coin. When ripe, the branches are full of wild fruits, and although they taste bad and are sour, they are made into sake with a special method, and the taste is surprisingly wonderful.

The owner of this single home-style tavern is usually the boss, and after receiving a silver coin thrown by Qin Fen, this bearded dwarf didn't give Qin Fen any face, but he was definitely not enthusiastic. He directly slipped a wooden wine glass with tin foil on it, but the berry wine in it magically did not spill a drop:

"Welcome back, lad."

Qin Fen nodded, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, the clear liquid poured into his mouth, slid down his throat and into his abdomen, the taste was very peculiar, there was a sweetness of sugar cane, and with a smoky fruity aroma, the taste was quite good.

With wine glasses in hand, the two of them found a dim corner and sat down, Qin Fen slowly spoke:

"Hmm, if you don't mind, can I ask you a few questions?"

"Well, it's okay, you ask." Zhang Jing was a little nervous, but even more apprehensive, after all, she had done something like that to Ai Jiaer, whether it was to make up for it or for other reasons, she couldn't refuse.

"Okay, first question. I remember you didn't enter the Misty Mountains with us, did you? So, how did you get here? ”

Zhang Jing pursed her lips, pushed a strand of messy hair from her ear behind her ear, and said softly:

"That's right...... After you left, Charles regained his composure, and the next day, Gandalf received a letter from an eagle with a serious face, and then issued a mission. ”

Qin Fen's heart moved, and he was keenly aware that this task would not be simple - the Dwarf Valley was a small task release point, as long as he did what he liked and spilled a lot of wine, he could always reap some small tasks. The rewards for these tasks may not be huge, but they are better than being safe, and it is not a good reward to do them slowly. After all, it's better than the chaotic and dangerous Mordor.

But since Qin Fen came back to the present, he has almost never seen other adventurers!

Can't stand the disgust and disdain of the dwarves and leave?

Are you kidding! The vast majority of adventurers have already thrown their temperance to the dogs to eat, and if one or two bad words can make them feel insulted by their pride, it can only be said that the little heart is too fragile and too glassy.

Sure enough, I listened to Zhang Jing silently:

"As soon as the mission was announced, it immediately attracted everyone's interest...... The quest is called 'The Hobbit. Dragon Slaying Tour'. ”

Dragon Slaying Tour?! Count them, how many dragons are there in Middle-earth? The only famous one is the dragon Smaug! Dragon slayer, no wonder it attracts so many people's interest.

Qin Fen took a light breath and said, "You continue." ”

"Hmm." Zhang Jing nodded and continued, "This quest is an epic quest, and there is no penalty for failure, rewards will be distributed according to the contributions made by adventurers in each stage, and there are even valuable rewards such as gold achievement badges and dark gold weapons, so most of the adventurers who have returned have followed Gandalf and the characters on a journey to slay dragons...... You're one step slower, and they've already left yesterday. ”

Qin Fen nodded, and did not ask why Zhang Jing stayed here, thinking that he should have chosen to stay after taking a hidden mission, he had no interest in finding out the bottom of it.

Slowly drinking the wine in the cup, Qin Fen asked again: "Give me a copy of the map, is 1000 survival points enough?" ”

The dragon Smaug's habitat is no secret, and naturally there is no need to hide it. Qin Fen went out to ask around, and he would definitely get the approximate location, but Gandalf's group had been away for nearly two days, and if they wanted to catch up with them in time, a map was necessary at this time.

“…… OK. The woman nodded silently, and reached out to hand over a sheepskin scroll. Qin Fen traded the past survival point, and after the money and goods were cleared, he turned around and left without looking back.