Fang Senyan followed Mr. Farrell's instructions, narrowed his eyes and looked at them for a while, and suddenly said:

"It does seem that there is a difference, why does the forest over there look less normal, sparse and shorter?"

Mr. Farrell said:

"It's not that the forests over there look sparse and short, they are normal forests, but what is abnormal is the trees of the Fagon Forest, because they have the care of the tree people, each one can thrive and be exceptionally strong, ordinary people have arrived in the Fagon Forest, it can be said that every tree will monitor his movements, every tree will laugh at him, hinder him, and report this person's situation to the tree people!"

"It's tricky." Fang Senyan muttered to himself, "It's just that in this way, the tree people must be attaching great importance to these trees?" ”

"Of course." "They treat trees as their own children," says Mr. Farrell. ”

The corners of Fang Senyan's mouth suddenly showed a cruel smile:

"That's the second good news I've heard, and if that's the case, it's much easier."

Reef also breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Tree people are creatures that are rooted in the earth and live, bathed in rain and dew, and can be said to be indisputable to the world, and they can't find any weaknesses in them at all, but if they have something they care about, then at least they can find their weaknesses."

Mr. Farrell said suddenly:

"Although most of the treants in the Fagon Forest are peaceful, if you anger them, some of the treants and wild treants are also very vicious and vicious, you must be mentally prepared."

Fang Senyan raised his eyebrows:

"Wild Treemen?"

The foggy girl walked up at this time and said:

"Among the current tree people, almost all of them are based on the concept of tree beard, and the entire clan community is also quite large, but there are always some tree people who think differently from him, so they are outside the entire group. However, for the Treemen, the Fagon Forest is a very habitable place, so the unsociable Treemen remained, and they did not obey the orders of the Treebeard and did their own thing, so they were called Wild Treemen. ”

Franklin glanced at Mr. Farrell and opened his mouth, but he stopped talking.

Mr. Farrell smiled bitterly and said:

"Yes, my uncle and I are also Wild Tree People, and my uncle's goal is very simple, which is to surpass Tree Hu."

"So is it more suitable for the tree people to grow and grow to become the sacred mother tree of the tribe? Or just stay in the Fagon Forest. Fang Senyan suddenly asked a very sharp question.

In fact, the fastest growth rate of a tree man is, of course, to become the sacred mother tree that is enshrined in the membrane, occupying all the aura of a place alone, and being worshiped and worshiped by people all the time. In fact, there is a precedent for this, and this is how the World Tree, Taidashir, was born, and the Tree Hu's assertion is that the Tree People should live from the point of view that they are superior to the rest of the race. ”

Mr. Farrell said lightly.

After listening to Mr. Farrell's words, Fang Senyan pondered for a moment and said:

"So since there are some differences among the Treants, let's spend a few days gathering the state of the Fagon Forest, and now I have a basic idea. In short, the Fagon Forest must be in chaos before we have a chance to fish in troubled waters. ”

Early the next morning, the group set out again, led by Mr. Farrell, and they first came to the west side of the Fagon Forest, because Mr. Farrell knew from the wind and the trees that this was an area where the rest of the creatures were more active, and that the Wild Tree People were also in it. If these suspicious people are operating in there, the chances of being detected are slim.

Looking at the Fagong Forest from afar and looking at it up close are completely two different concepts, and when you enter it, the whispering of wild pigeons is always in your ears, and everything in the forest seems to be in order, and the vines are no longer growing in disorder, but are wrapped around the trees as gently as a woman's arm. ..., each of the great trees seemed to be a polite gentleman, keeping a perfect distance from the rest of the trees - a distance that allowed them to draw nutrients from the ground in the best possible way, and to share the sunlight without malicious competition.

When the wind blows, the leaves of the tree sway, and it seems that the gap between the leaves forms a strange eye, watching everyone's every move.

At this time in this forest, Mr. Farrell walked vigorously and vigorously, his strong and wide wooden shoulders carried Fang Senyan and them on his shoulders, and the surface of the body of the group emitted a faint green light, which was a spell called "natural breathing" cast by the Fog Song Girl, which could make them completely integrate into nature without being discovered.

Mr. Farrell suddenly stopped, pointed to a rattan that was bending and crawling on the ground, and said earnestly:

"It's a trap set up by a wild treeman, and it looks like they're dealing with someone they hate."

As if to strengthen his persuasive powers, Mr. Farrell stepped on the trap, and in the flash of green light, many long sharp thorns suddenly grew on the rattan, and there were also Sensen barbs on it, which snaked around Mr. Farrell's thick legs like snakes, and then cut one by one—it was evident that if the flesh of an ordinary man was swept up by the rattan, then there was no doubt that many pieces of flesh the size of a palm would be torn off.

At this time, the leaves rattled again, the wind brought information from afar, and a faint smell of burnt firewood wafted into everyone's nostrils, and then, there was an unpleasant smell of burnt meat.

In a heartbeat, Mr. Farrell strode in the direction from which the scent had come, walking so vigorously but carefully that he did not even touch the leaves beside him—or the rest of the plants were actively avoiding Mr. Farrell.

Soon, there was a trembling howl in the distance, shrill and high-pitched, full of pain, and it was impossible to hear what the victim was saying, and when he had crossed a stream, Mr. Farrell's steps slowed down, and through the gap in the woods, he could already see that the clearing was in disarray.

The clearing was full of tents, fires, overturned marching pots, twisted weapons, and trampled and crushed crepes of flesh - it is not difficult to deduce what happened, a small party entered the Fagon Forest, camped out all night, and then was attacked in the morning while trying to cook a pot of cereal, and sadly, they were defeated -

The enemy who defeated them was also a Treant.

Mr. Farrell stared at the tree man and said in a deep voice:

"I didn't expect that Grubb would have become a blood treeman."

Under Mr. Fabre's guidance, Fang Senyan and the others noticed that three of the branches and leaves on the top of the treeman's head named Grubb had been dyed red, which meant that he had killed at least three hundred aliens! The hands can be said to be stained with blood!

Grabb was very burly, sturdy and stocky, with obvious thorns on his wooden arms, and at this time, Grabb was facing away from Fang Senyan and them, tying up one of the surviving dwarves and a human with strong vines, and placing them on the campfire.

Fang Senyan The smell of cooked meat came from this, in fact, Fang Senyan felt that this was no different from the smell of barbecue on the campfire, the tongue of fire slowly licked and baked the bodies of the two victims, they looked at least half cooked, and the screams began to weaken, but Grubb's low roar became louder:

"You stupid, greedy moths! I have warned you many, many times to keep you away from the sacred Farah Forest, but you have never taken my warnings to heart! Now, enjoy the flames, and your souls and sins will be purified in the flames of malevolence! ”…,

Fang Senyan asked Mr. Farrell in a low voice:

"It seems that this Mr. Treant is an acquaintance of yours?"

Mr. Farrell said bitterly:

"He was the one who escorted my uncle and me out of the borders of the Farah Forest, and warned us not to set foot in the Farah Forest again! He is the youngest grandson of Shuhu. ”

"Then why did he attack these travelers?" Franklin wondered.

Fang Senyan said at this time:

"Look at that tent."

By this time, the tents of these people had fallen apart, revealing a few pieces of fresh wood inside. Fang Senyan took a deep breath and said:

"Saruman is ambitious and wants to build a huge dam on the River Aishin next to Isinger! This can be said to kill three birds with one stone, first of all, the crossing of the Aisin River, which is called a natural danger, will be even more dangerous, once the enemy breaks through the defense line, it is extremely vicious and sharp to open the gate and release the water while he crosses the river! ”

"Secondly, after the construction of the Great Dam, the water level near Isengar will rise, and some easily accessible places will become inaccessible, and Saruman's Orc Legion will have a good place to hide! What's more, after the dam was built, the water level in the upper reaches of the river rose, which could effectively prevent the army of the Rohan State from driving straight to the dilemma of Isengard! ”

"Therefore, it is imperative for Saruman to build a dam, but to build a dam, it is necessary to use a large amount of high-quality wood, which is strong, lightweight, and resistant to water corrosion, and only the trees in the Fagong Forest that are carefully cared for by the tree people meet the requirements, so although Saruman wants to be friendly with the tree beard on the surface, he has already paid a high price for the timber of the Fagong Forest in Isengah............

"These poor fellows must be adventurers who were tempted by Saruman's high bounty."

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