Start with the Lord of the Rings

"Then this is really good news."

"I waited for this news for ten years."

Morgan looked at Gandalf and smiled. After speaking, he picked up the tall wooden wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

These very low-degree fruit wines are no different from drinking-flavored beverages to him now.

"Waiting for ten years?"

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo couldn't help being surprised: "Morgan, what equipment did you ask Thorin to forge you for so long?"

"Aren't the dwarves' forging skills very good?"

Morgan said, looked at Morgan and asked Gandalf.

"The skills and abilities of the dwarves in forging are indeed among the best among Middle-earth races..."

"Morgan, what did you make Thorin forge for ten years?"

Gandalf groaned for a while and said, looking at Morgan, who was also puzzled: "I'm also very curious."

Morgan hadn't mentioned this in front of others, and it was normal that the two of them didn't know in front of them.

Morgan picked up the bottle again and poured himself a full glass of fruit wine before continuing: "I dived into the water and took a lot of things from the dragon Smaug."

"You have all eaten the meat of the evil dragon."

"There are also dragon horns, you have also seen them."

"There are also some scales taken off Smaug."

"What I gave to Thorin are the dragon horns and those scales."

Morgan was eating while talking, and his appetite was getting bigger and bigger now.

Today, in order to be able to get to Bilbo's house as soon as possible, he hasn't eaten anything after eating some jerky in the morning. He just came to Bilbo's house to have a big meal in order to save his stomach.

"Those things can really be used to forge armor weapons?"

Morgan's voice fell, and Bilbo immediately continued to ask in confusion.

He had seen similar statements in adventure novels before.

But adventure novels are just novels, not the same as reality.

"Well, there is such a saying, but in fact, some monsters have materials that are far less rigid than steel, so there is no use to forge them."

After smoking a bag of cigarettes, Gandalf knocked on the pipe and continued: "But the dragon is different. Since ordinary arrows can't hurt it at all, it means that the scales on those dragons are comparable to steel."

"And Morgan faced it directly, it must be clearer than us."

Gandalf said and looked at Morgan with a smile.

The fact is true, unless those materials are much harder than steel or lighter in weight.

Otherwise, there will be no meaning and value for forging.

Looking at the gazes of the two people, Morgan smiled and said, "I just saw that the scales and horns are hard enough before giving them a try to Thorin."

"I had lost hope, I almost forgot."

"Unexpectedly, it was actually forged by Thorin and the others now."

"Speaking of which, I really want to see what the equipment forged with dragon scale horns looks like."

Morgan said with a smile.

At this moment, Frodo's voice came over.

"Then Uncle Morgan, do you have news for the raven to take home..."

Frodo walked to the table, looked at Morgan and asked, "It's almost full."

Several people looked at Frodo's expression, it was obvious that he was having fun with the messenger raven.

Morgan nodded a little thoughtfully, "Of course..."

"Forget it, let me talk to the raven."

Morgan said as he put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up to look at Frodo: "Where is it?"

"It's in the hall, eating corn."

When asked about the raven, Frodo laughed immediately.

He said that he immediately walked to the hall.

Morgan followed, and his mind immediately turned away at high speed.

He was also there when Gandalf interrogated Gulu in the Woodland Kingdom last year.

Knowing that before Gulu was caught by Aragorn, he had just escaped from Modo's orcs.

At that time, Modo should have known that the Supreme Lord Ring was in Bilbo's hands.

According to the story in the memory, Modo the Great Demon King Sauron sent a team of ring spirits looking for the Supreme Lord of the Rings at this time.

I don't know if Gandalf will leave temporarily in order to verify the authenticity of the Supreme Lord of the Rings.

In short, Morgan can't leave at this time.

Frodo will be the next preceptor, and he must follow the opponent to make it possible to break through the progress of his body's systemic exploration.

However, the weapons and equipment entrusted to Lone Mountain Thorin Oak Shield forging are ready.

If he wants to **** Frodo next, he will face various dangers, and the equipment must be taken.

But how can I get it so that I won't delay my journey?

Soon, Morgan seemed to have something in his mind.

In the hall, the black raven was still almost full, picking corn kernels on the dinner plate.

I didn't feel scared to see Morgan coming.

Morgan walked up to the Raven and stretched out his hand. The Raven naturally jumped onto Morgan's arm.

Morgan quickly uttered the news he wanted to bring to Gushan in the ear of the raven.

The raven immediately jumped onto the dinner plate and quickly pecked the remaining corn kernels, then spread its wings and flew out of the bottom of the bag from the door, and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

Morgan and Frodo returned to the long table.

The four continued to eat and chat.

But it didn't last long.

Bilbo is so old that he can no longer stay up late to drink with Morgan and Gandalf as he used to.

When the night began to deepen.

The four people in the bottom of the bag soon turned off their lights and went to sleep.

Early the next morning.

When Morgan woke up, it was already bright outside.

With this sleep, Morgan slept well.

I have been running around in the wild for several months.

Even if he disciplined himself, he overslept today.

When I got up, Bilbo and Gandalf Frodo were all up.

"Good morning Uncle Morgan..."

"Morning, Frodo..."

After Frodo said hello, he quickly walked outside carrying a big bag.

Today is Bilbo’s eleventh birthday celebration.

Frodo, as the adopted heir of Bilbo, is bound to be very busy.

When Morgan came to the kitchen after washing.

Bilbo is preparing breakfast.

Gandalf sits at the table in the middle of the kitchen, smoking and drinking tea leisurely.

Seeing Morgan's arrival, Bilbo immediately smiled and said: "Morgan, sit down for a while, breakfast will be ready soon."

Morgan nodded and sat down at the dining table. After pouring himself fragrant black tea, he took out an oak pipe, filled it with shredded tobacco, and started smoking.

The two snorted, before they finished smoking a bag of cigarettes.

Bilbo served three plates full of food.

Fried eggs, fried sausages, mushroom soup, and good white bread.

"call..."

"Finally done."

Bilbo sat on the table and sighed and laughed.

Morgan put away his pipe, took a sip of the hot soup, sliced ​​half of the fried egg and put it in his mouth. After a few bites were swallowed into his belly, he looked at Bilbo and asked: "Will you leave after the birthday celebration?" "

"confirmed?"

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo couldn't help but stop his knife and fork in his hand and nodded, "I'm sure."

As he said, Bilbo put down his knife and fork, looked at the two old friends in front of him and said, "Perhaps because I am old, I really want to see the mountain again."

"Then find a quiet place and finish writing the rest of me."

"What about Frodo, are you going to tell him?"

At this time, Gandalf took the conversation, took a sip of the black tea at hand, and continued: "He has already begun to doubt you."

"certainly..."

Bilbo nodded and said immediately: "He is from the Baggins family, not a stupid kid with a belly."

"Frodo loves you very much..."

Gandalf continued.

When the voice fell, Bilbo was immediately silent, and it took a long time before he nodded and said softly: "I know."

"As long as I speak, he will definitely follow me."

"But in my opinion, he must still love the Shire home."

"Love the trees, grass, streams, everything here..."

Bilbo spoke softly, looking at the woods outside the window with complicated eyes.

"I'm old..."

Bilbo sighed and said, returning his eyes to the two old friends in front of him.

Gandalf is okay, because he is a wizard.

But Morgan was still so young that he was envious.

It's just that Bilbo knew that this envy would not come, so he continued: "I need a vacation, a long vacation."

"And, I'm not going to come back..."

Bilbo shook his head softly and said, his tone lonely.

It made Morgan and Gandalf feel uncomfortable.

Time has always been the most ruthless.

"Don't talk about it, Morgan, you have been so young for many years, still not like ordinary human beings?"

As soon as Bilbo spoke, he immediately looked at Morgan and asked.

"Uh..."

"This, I really don't know."

When Bilbo mentioned this, Morgan smiled helplessly and shook his head.

He was so young after sixty years, and he couldn't think of any other reasons besides the system.

But these can't be told to others.

"Morgan should have the blood of Dunedin..."

When Bilbo asked Morgan about this again, Gandalf immediately laughed and continued: "Black hair is far beyond the life span of other humans."

"It's only possible that he belongs to Dunedin."

"I just don't know if Morgan will be descended from a prominent bloodline."

Gandalf cut a piece of sausage with a knife and fork and sent it to the entrance, watching Morgan continue to smile: "You really forgot your parents, don't you plan to investigate your identity?"

When the three people got together before, they talked about it many times.

Morgan also talked to Gandalf and Bilbo about his physical parents.

[Numanor people: also known as "Dengdan people" and "Dunedan people", the noblest human race in Middle-earth, life span is more than three times that of ordinary humans]

Morgan could only shake his head when he heard Gandalf's teasing.

He has very few memories of the original owner's parents in his body.

I just remember that I was pulled up by my mother.

The father of the original owner was already dead when the original owner had a memory.

Later, after his mother died of illness.

The original owner went to the local tavern to support himself.

"Wait, the original owner's father..."

Suddenly, Morgan's heart moved slightly: "In memory, the original owner's father seems to have died of illness."

"Thinking about it this way, then the original owner must really be the so-called Dunedin?"

"After all, he himself doesn't know the specific reason why he can live so long without aging, and he only doubts the system."

Thinking of this, Morgan frowned immediately.

This is not good news for him.

It’s just that it’s not time to think too much. Morgan smiled and shook his head looking at the two gossips in front of him: “It’s not important anymore.”

Listen to Morgan reluctant to talk about this topic.

Gandalf and Bilbo also stopped mentioning.

"It's been a long time since I fished."

"After eating, the three of us will go fishing together?"

At this moment, Bilbo, who was eating, suddenly raised his head and looked at the two old friends in front of him and said, "How is it?"

Gandalf was helpless: "Bilbo, today is your birthday celebration."

"The celebration is at night, and it's still early."

Bilbo didn't care, and he looked at Morgan: "What do you think Morgan?"

Morgan stopped his knife and fork and said, "Then go together."

"After the separation this time, I don't know when we will go fishing next time."

"that is..."

Morgan's voice fell, and Bilbo was immediately happy: "I'm so old, I don't know if I have a chance next time."

"Go, I'm already full..."

"..."

......

evening.

When the light group in the sky completely disappeared from the horizon.

The sky began to dim.

On an empty wide green meadow not far from the Bilbo bag bottom hole.

The flashing lights are already on.

Tents, banners, ribbons, music, dancing, dining tables, wine barrels, various delicacies, and a large number of smiling hobbits.

Bilbo’s birthday celebration began.

Almost all Hobbit families in Hobbiton dragged their families to the scene of Bilbo's birthday party.

The scene was full of jubilation.

Young hobbit boys and girls sang and danced to music.

The older ones are sitting at the dining table and are already eating and drinking.

Morgan was sitting at one of the tables with Gandalf, drinking ale and eating dried fruit, chatting with each sentence.

As for the host and birthday star, Bilbo is sitting in front of the small stage in the square, surrounded by a large group of children, listening to him telling adventure stories.

Time passed slowly.

At this time, several hobbits carried a huge cake into the birthday venue.

Placed in the center of the venue.

Amidst the blessings of everyone, Bilbo stepped onto the square stage and began to deliver a speech.

Bilbo stood on the stage with a blushing face and kept talking, and the hobbits at the bottom of the square were also very cooperative.

The atmosphere was noisy and joyous.

But it was in such a lively banquet hall.

As Bilbo was talking, he disappeared into the square in full view.

At this moment, Gandalf's eyes widened instantly.

Morgan on the side laughed, and Bilbo tricked everyone in the entire banquet hall once as he remembered in the plot.

At this moment, aware of Morgan's strange expression, Gandalf turned his head and asked: "Morgan, you don't seem to be surprised by this?"

Morgan nodded: "Bilbo once performed in front of me."

Gandalf: "Then why didn't you mention it to me?"

Morgan: "You didn't ask either!"

......

The bottom hole of the bag.

When Bilbo opened the door and walked into the living room humming a little tune.

Seeing two tall figures sitting in front of him couldn't help but startled.

"Do you think this trick is brilliant?"

Gandalf spoke upset.

Bilbo was extremely happy: "Did you not see their expressions Gandalf?"

"Ha ha..."

"There are many magical rings in this world, but you can't use them casually..."

"I just made a joke..."

Bilbo happily began to pack his salute.

Gandalf kept talking about something~www.readwn.com~ Bilbo sat on the bench, looking at the two bickering two, leisurely smoking his pipe in his mouth.

After half an hour.

Bilbo is gone.

In the living room, Morgan and Gandalf looked heavy, each sitting on a bench smoking a stuffy cigarette.

On the carpet not far in front of the two of them, a pure gold ring was lying quietly there.

At this time.

The door of the bag bottom hole was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Bilbo..."

Frodo walked quickly into the living room and saw the golden ring lying on the ground at first glance.

So he reached out and picked it up naturally.

this moment.

Morgan and Gandalf stared together.