Start with the Lord of the Rings

it's clear.

The clouds are thin.

A circle of light hangs high in the sky.

The golden warm sun shines on the earth.

Gushan is on the road leading to Changhu Town.

"Bang bang bang bang."

The hooves were loud.

A four-man riding team galloped down the road.

Move quickly towards the distance.

Running for a while.

The speed of the four-person team slowed down a lot.

At this time, a voice sounded from behind the team.

"Gandalf, this seems to be the road to Mirkwood?"

"Yes."

At the front of the team, the old man wearing a pointed head and wearing a gray robe turned his head and smiled: "This is indeed the road to the dark jungle, but we don't go to the dark jungle."

"From this road, we will reach the Mirkwood Mountains, and from there we will change the road"

"This is the quickest way for us to get to Rivendell."

The old man in gray robe took off the cigarette rod from his waist very naturally and started smoking.

The three behind them also took off the water jugs on their horses and drank water.

These four are naturally the four Morgan Tariel Gandalf Bilbo who left the Lonely Mountain.

Goodbye to all the humans and dwarves in Lonely Mountain early in the morning.

After several hours of horseback riding all the way, the speed slowly slowed down.

"Grumbling."

He took several mouthfuls in a row.

Morgan put down the kettle and let out a long sigh. He turned to look at the towering Lonely Mountain in the distance behind him, then looked at Gandalf and asked, "How long will it take us to get to Rivendell this time?"

"Come on."

Gandalf lit the cigarette stick in his hand, Meimei took a sip, and after breathing out the smoke, she said, "If everything goes well, we will arrive in about twenty days."

"If it doesn't go so well, it should take about a month."

"Of course, our trip is to go to Rivendell to play, there is no mission and nothing else, we don't need to hurry."

"Don't worry too much about time."

Gandalf said with a smile, and went on and on and on.

"Then what's wrong?"

At this moment, Bilbo, who had put the water bottle back on the horse, asked, "What do I mean by making our journey difficult?"

"There are many answers to that question, Bilbo"

Gandalf smiled and looked at Bilbo and continued: "For example, we had a blizzard, a torrential rain, of course, there are very few heavy rains now, or some other creature attacked."

"In short, anything can slow us down."

Gandalf said leisurely, smoking a cigarette.

"What are you worried about? Bilbo?"

Morgan answered with a smile, jumped off the horse, and then led the horse to the small puddle where the snow melted not far away.

"Are we going through the Misty Mountains this time?"

"I heard Gandalf mention it before."

Watching Morgan's operation, Bilbo immediately jumped off his horse and led the smaller horse to a small puddle on the side of the road as well.

"It's nothing to worry about"

Gandalf smiled and knocked the finished cigarette rod on his hand, picked out the cigarette excrement, filled the tobacco again and said: "After this battle, I believe those orcs will be quiet for a long time. ."

"But this time we're going to the Mirkwood Mountains."

"It has long been polluted by the shadow of darkness."

"We might have some trouble."

At this time, Morgan had just taken a package of mutton jerky from Tariel, picked up a few pieces and threw them into his mouth while chewing and said, "Since there is trouble, can we take a detour?"

"Anyway, this time is a play, we have enough food, as you said, Gandalf, there is no need to pursue time too much."

Gandalf looked at Morgan and nodded unsurprisingly. "Of course, that's what I thought at first."

"But after I thought about it, I found that I left that way."

"Our last road to the Glen takes at least three months."

"what do y'all think?"

Hearing Gandalf's words, Bilbo reacted immediately, shaking his head like a rattle: "No, three months is too long."

"It's not far from the spring of the Shire."

"You promised me to go to my hometown of Bree together."

Bilbo said, looking at Gandalf, then at Morgan, with a resolute expression.

Facing Bilbo's gaze, Gandalf continued to smoke leisurely, then looked at Morgan.

Morgan slapped the butt of his stallion, which was harassing Tariel's mare, and was about to speak.

Tariel, who was beside him, smiled suddenly and said, "Then go on the way Gandalf planned."

"Anyway, with the strength of all of us, there is really no need to worry about some minor troubles."

Tariel said and looked at Morgan.

Being told by his own woman, no, the female elf said that, what opinion does he have?

It's a little thing anyway.

Yes, just last night.

Just at dawn the day before yesterday, the elf king Thranduil took a group of wood elves to set off for the second night of the dark jungle.

Morgan turned Tariel completely into his own female elf.

Then.

He found that after a night of lingering between the two last night.

There have been some changes in Tariel's temperament.

Tariel started to speak for him, made some small decisions for him, and had a tendency to develop into the role of his wife.

Although Morgan himself enjoyed it.

"Tarrell is right"

"I also think so."

Morgan nodded immediately, and continued to change his tune without any discipline: "There is no need to waste too much of our time for some small troubles."

Gandalf smiled and looked at Morgan and the Elf.

It just feels like there should be a lot of fun along the way.

Bilbo was also looking at Morgan and Tariel.

It's just that what he thinks in his mind is not liveliness, but: "If he takes a wife in the future, will he be like Morgan and the female elves in front of him?"

The team didn't rest too long.

After watering the horses, after feeding them food, and after a short rest.

The team is on the road again.

At this time, the four of them were on the avenue beside the Long Lake, and they had not yet walked out of the range of the Lonely Mountain. When they looked to the rear, there was a majestic Lonely Mountain full of snow.

Looking forward to Long Lake, you can still see the ruins of Long Lake Town, which was destroyed by the evil dragon Smaug, on the other side of the Long Lake.

"Bang bang bang bang."

The hooves sounded again.

The four-person team quickly ran towards the front.

Time passed slowly.

That day, the light group slanted westward.

The sky began to darken.

The cold wind howls in the mountains.

A forest edge.

The four figures are busy.

Three of them were busy picking up dead wood and sticks, and one was feeding the horses.

After a while.

Morgan and Gandalf Bilbo each brought back a large bundle of dry wood, and the four horses were almost fed by Tariel.

It didn't take long.

The bonfire was raging.

Immediately expel the surrounding cold.

The four of them sat around the bonfire and began to prepare today's dinner.

Gandalf took the beef jerky and a jug full of dwarven spirits from his bag.

Bilbo also took out the jerky and the jug, but he took out the pork jerky.

Morgan prefers mutton jerky than Gandalf prefers beef jerky, and Bilbo clearly prefers pork jerky, and he likes pork the most.

The female elf Tariel took out dried tomatoes and raisins and a kettle.

When the three of them prepare their meals.

However, he saw that Morgan, who was on the side, had quickly made a simple stand with a dagger, which could be placed on a bonfire.

"Morgan, what are you doing with this thing?"

Bilbo finally saw what Morgan had done and asked in surprise.

Gandalf and Tariel looked over at once.

Because they all have long-term survival experience in the wild overnight.

With Bilbo's tip.

The two immediately saw what Morgan was doing was a bonfire stand.

A few of them just thought that Morgan was just making a big firewood for the night, but he didn't expect him to quickly make a shelf.

It's just that everyone didn't bring a cooking pot or anything, so what are you doing with this kind of shelf?

Morgan didn't respond to Bilbo right away, but quickly sharpened the four legs of the stand with a sharp dagger.

Then, the stand was lifted and placed over a vigorous bonfire.

Seeing that the bonfire stand I made for the first time was well placed above the bonfire without being burnt out.

Morgan was in a good mood.

"You'll know in a moment."

After slightly adjusting the placement of the bonfire stand, Morgan smiled mysteriously at the three of them.

Then he left the fire and strode out of the forest.

The three people by the fire looked at Morgan's figure walking out quickly, and they couldn't help but look at me, and I looked at you, and they were a little stunned.

"What is Morgan trying to do?"

Bilbo wondered again, he really couldn't think of any use for such a campfire stand other than being able to hang a pot to cook?

"Maybe, he wanted to bake something."

Gandalf said, taking the jug and taking a gulp of wine.

Tariel quietly picked up the dried tomatoes and stuffed them into the mouth. After chewing a few bites, he said, "Didn't he say it, I'll know in a while."

"We'll just have to wait."

That's all there is to it.

Bilbo nodded, stuffing a piece of jerky into his mouth, curious like a cat scratching.

Morgan never does anything out of the ordinary.

Outside the forest, Morgan walked to a meadow full of snow-white snow, and immediately appeared in his hand a cooking pot with a hook and a pot and spoon.

This is the tableware Morgan asked Bud to prepare for him before he left.

At this time, in his dimensional ring, there are not only cooking pots and spoons, but also tableware and chopsticks for four people, as well as salt and some spices.

Yes, he has planned to expose his own equipment in dimensional space to these people.

Because of the long-distance artifact such as the dimensional ring, it is too embarrassing and uncomfortable to be able to use it openly.

What's more, there is also the female elf Tariel, who has become her bedside.

Morgan felt unrealistic to keep it a secret.

Moreover, with his current strength, there is no need to hide in front of his woman and familiar friends.

Of course, how to tell a few people about this also requires a method.

He would not directly tell everyone about the ring.

Instead, it will say that he has a magical magical equipment.

After all, there is the One Ring that Bilbo owns.

It doesn't matter that he has a magic ring.

Thinking of this, Morgan carried the cooking pot, quickly filled it with snow, and pressed and squeezed and squeezed with the pot spoon.

After the snow melts, it will be much less. Simply filling a pot of snow and boiling it is far from enough for four people to drink.

It didn't take long.

When Morgan re-entered the forest with the big cooking pot, towards the campfire.

The three people sitting around the bonfire were stunned.

"Morgan, when did you bring a cooking pot, why didn't I see it?"

The curious Bilbo was the first to ask right away.

"There are still pots and spoons."

Gandalf was also surprised and said: "Morgan, I remember that you have less packages than me. Where did you hide this cooking pot before?"

Tariel also looked at Morgan suspiciously, but she didn't speak, but fell into deep suspicion.

She slept with the first Morgan last night.

Woke up together this morning.

When Morgan said goodbye to Riverdale Budd in the morning, she was leading his horse.

She knew very well that Morgan had never brought a cooking pot.

But the cooking pot was clearly in Morgan's hands.

her dazzling?

Are both Gandalf and Bilbo dazzled?

Not dazzling, then there is only one possibility: Morgan picked up the cooking pot.

"You seem curious?"

Morgan said with a smile, approached the bonfire, and hung the cooking pot full of accumulated snow on the bonfire rack.

Sitting next to Tariel, Morgan smiled and said in the most casual tone, looking at the suspicious gazes from the three of them, "It's nothing, I just have a piece of magic equipment."

"A magical piece of equipment with storage capabilities."

The voice fell.

A carrot immediately appeared in Morgan's empty hand.

Fresh carrots, not dried carrots in tarrier wraps.

next second.

Carrots disappeared out of thin air.

Another purple onion appeared in Morgan's hands.

Watch the magic scene.

All three were stunned.

In this world, magic equipment is not very rare.

For example, the staff in Gandalf's hand is a piece of magical equipment.

Regardless of whether it works or not, as long as it is related to magic, it can be regarded as magic equipment.

There are also the most well-known three rings of elves, seven rings of dwarves, and nine rings of human beings, all of which are magic equipment.

As for the Supreme Lord of the Rings on Bilbo, it is also magical equipment.

The most terrifying piece of magic equipment in the entire world.

Watch Morgan's magic in action.

Tariel beside him was the first to react.

No wonder this guy Morgan didn't bring anything with him on this trip, and he couldn't even find a gold coin on his body. It turned out to be hidden in the magic equipment.

Bilbo looked at Morgan with curious surprise.

He also has a piece of magic equipment, which is the magic ring he picked up from the underground Goblin Kingdom, but the ring ability he has can make him invisible instead of storing things.

Of the three, the one who reacted the most at this time was naturally Gandalf.

Looking at the onion in Morgan's hand at this time, thinking about what Morgan just said.

Gandalf couldn't help frowning deeply, looked at Morgan and asked in a deep voice, "What is your magical equipment?"

"A ring?"