Start with the Lord of the Rings

"Morgan."

"Morgan."

The expedition team on the shore shouted loudly as they looked at the figure that was constantly swimming from the river.

"I'm fine."

Morgan waved his hand, and then accelerated toward the shore.

Although the quiet river under him now does not look particularly wide, the water is not in a hurry.

But the depths of the water below are unfathomable.

He just took the initiative to get into the mouth of the water monster and was swallowed by the other party, but it took him a lot of effort.

Fighting in an almost completely dark, narrow, extremely viscous, stench and soft body.

The real experience couldn't be worse.

Morgan is also very handsome and powerful when he saw movies and TV pictures on the earth rushing into the stomach of the monster to fight.

In fact, it was his own turn. He was the only one who knew the feeling and danger of being trapped in an extremely narrow and suffocating environment.

If it was before this battle that he knew how it would feel, he would not risk getting into that monster's belly.

"call"

"call"

Every mouthful is a breath of air.

Morgan swam quickly towards the shore.

In such a deep river, who knows if there will be a second monster like the one just now hidden.

It's entirely possible.

"Morgan."

When they swam close to the shore, seeing that Morgan was a little weak, Aragorn and Boromir immediately stepped into the water and reached out to hold Morgan.

"Morgan."

"Morgan."

"Are you all right?"

"Is the monster dead?"

The people on the shore immediately greeted them with concern.

"certainly."

Morgan breathed heavily and said with a smile: "That monster has already been slaughtered by me."

"Okay, since Morgan is fine, we should go."

Gandalf looked around, then said solemnly, "I can't stay here any longer."

Being reminded like this, everyone immediately recovered from the joy of Morgan's salvation. At this time, everyone was in the Moria mine occupied by orcs.

Gandalf said and stepped forward, raised the staff in his hand, and blew the magic stone inlaid at the top of the staff.

Soon, the Philosopher's Stone emitted a soft, pale white light.

Gandalf, holding a luminous staff, walked into Moria's pitch-black stone gate first.

The crowd followed immediately.

At this time.

In the distance of the river behind the crowd, a huge body suddenly surfaced.

"Is this the inside of the Moria mine?"

"There seems to be no sign of the Orcs."

"No one has moved here for a long time. Look how thick the dust is."

"call"

In the boundless darkness shrouded in pale white light.

Several voices were whispering.

"Although this place was occupied by orcs very early."

"However, I was there once many years ago."

Gandalf walked at the front of the line, holding a staff to light up the darkness, walking forward slowly, and said in a low voice, "That time, I didn't find a single orc."

"That's why I chose to go to the Moria mine."

"However, just because no Orcs were found doesn't mean it doesn't exist here."

Gandalf turned his head and looked at the people behind him, especially at Pippin, the hobbit who talked the most and was the most restless, and said, "Therefore, you must be careful with your movements."

Seeing Gandalf's look, Pippin was about to say something when Merry, who knew him best, immediately gave him a hand and motioned him to shut his mouth.

Pippin looked at Merry immediately, puzzled, and Merry motioned him to look at the others.

Sure enough, none of the other members spoke, they were all listening quietly to Gandalf.

"Since we have chosen to travel through the Moria mines"

"You must be vigilant, in this dark underground world."

"There are monsters more terrifying than half-orcs"

Gandalf quietly wrote for the members of the expedition behind him.

Everyone also followed quietly behind them, and the entire team slowly walked towards the dark and unknown front passage ahead.

"How long will it take us to get through the Moria mine?"

At this moment, Frodo in the team suddenly asked in a low voice.

"About four to five days."

"We have to keep quiet so that nothing will be disturbed."

Gandalf looked at the road ahead and said without looking back.

Like Aragorn this time, Morgan walked at the end of the line, stuffing jerky into his mouth as he walked.

It took him a lot of physical strength to deal with the monster underwater before.

Only then did it slowly recover.

Walk with Gandalf in the underworld of Moria, which is as dark as you can't see your fingers.

Morgan even has good night vision.

But still can't see far.

The members of the expedition followed Gandalf through the long corridors scattered with bones, the ruined halls, the broken long bridges, and the decaying buildings.

In the entire underground world, there is almost only the slight sound of this team walking around, and other than that, it is dead silent.

Time passed slowly.

Morgan didn't know how long he had been with the team.

Suddenly, the speed in front of the team slowed down.

Morgan looked up and saw that the road ahead was a narrow and winding dangerous trail, and on the other side was an abyss pit filled with all kinds of mine ladders and lamps.

It turned out that the expedition came to the place where the Moria dwarves mined ore.

"The real wealth of Moria is not in gold mines, silver mines, or gems or anything."

Gandalf looked at the mine pit beside him, and as he moved forward cautiously, he said slowly, "It's Mithril."

"Bilbo has a mail smock, all forged from mithril, given to him by Thorin."

Jin Li, who was following behind, nodded immediately when he heard this: "I also know about this. It is a precious gift worthy of presenting to the king."

"Yes."

Gandalf smiled and suddenly turned his head to the rear and asked, "Morgan knows that too?"

"certainly."

Morgan spoke up.

"But I never told Bilbo that that mithril-mail smock was worth more than the whole Shire."

Gandalf opened his mouth with a smile.

In the middle of the team, Frodo, who was walking with several hobbits, changed slightly.

He didn't expect Bilbo to give him such a precious mail smock.

No one else would have imagined that the mithril blouse worth the entire Shire was wearing it.

This is worthy of the name, wearing a city on the body.

Frodo's thoughts turned a little strange.

But under such dim light, no one could notice the change in the expression on his face.

The team moved on.

At this time, at the end of the team, Morgan, who was constantly chewing on the jerky, seemed to have noticed something. His expression changed slightly, and he suddenly turned to look at a dark place behind him.

Just saw in the darkness, a thin figure flashed by in sight and quickly hid in the deeper darkness.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing the strangeness of Morgan behind him, Aragorn turned his head and asked.

"fine."

Morgan shook his head.

It was only then that he remembered that the one who followed the team should be the "Gulu" who ran away from the dark jungle.

Aragorn captured Gollum in Mordor's Death Swamp and sent him to the Woodland Kingdom for custody.

But during the release time, when the orcs came to capture Gulu and attacked the wood elves who released the wind, Gulu ran away.

I just don't know when the guy caught up.

He didn't even notice it.

Walk through the mines of the Moria dwarves.

It didn't take long for the expedition to follow Gandalf to a large hall.

Walk through the hall and stand in front of the four dark stone gates.

Gandalf stopped.

His eyes kept looking at the four dark doorways for a while.

Gandalf said suddenly: "I seem to have forgotten this place."

The voice fell, and everyone's expressions were stunned.

Here, Gandalf once came to Moria, and if he forgot the way, everyone would be blinded.

"Then what?"

Pipin, who was still restless, was the first to ask.

"What else can I do, get something to eat first, maybe I'll remember when I'm full."

Gandalf turned his head and sat down on the dusty steps behind him.

Everyone looked at each other, immediately put their packages together, and then began to scatter to find firewood that could be used to burn.

After half an hour.

"Crack. Crack."

A pile of vigorous bonfires burned in the hall.

There was a cooking pot on the bonfire, and the soup in the pot was tumbling.

Sam is busy.

Next to the fire, everyone was sitting around, each taking out a cigarette rod and smoking a cigarette.

Gandalf sat a little far away with a cigarette stick in his mouth, looked at the four doorways not far away without saying a word, and kept smoking the cigarette stick in his mouth.

"Are we lost?"

"should be."

"No, Gandalf is thinking"

"Where did you say all these orcs went?"

"Who knows, it should be hiding."

"But I'd rather the Orcs are dead."

"The soup is ok."

Sam took the pot and spoon and scooped some into the bowl, tasted it, and said immediately.

"Give me a bowl."

"Give me a bowl too."

"I will do it myself."

"I still have some mutton jerky here, but I like beef, can anyone change it?"

"I'll exchange with you, I like lamb."

"Who of you has pork?"

"Who eats that pork thing?"

"What about dried fruit, who has any leftovers?"

"It's already eaten."

"Morgan might have"

A group of people chatted around the fire.

Morgan ate all the way just as he walked. At this time, after drinking three bowls of hot soup, his stomach was full.

Holding a bowl of thick soup, he walked to Gandalf, who was looking at the four stone gates in contemplation.

"Give"

Gandalf took the bowl, and immediately put down the pipe and started drinking.

After drinking a bowl of steaming soup with satisfaction, Gandalf put down the bowl and looked at the stone gate in front of him again, as if he had remembered something, and his eyes lit up immediately: "I think, I know which way to go."

ten minutes later.

The team is on the road again.

"I feel like I'm still a little hungry."

"You just drank three bowls of thick soup"

"The soup doesn't matter if you're full."

"Then go and talk to Gandalf and Morgan."

"Forget it, I feel it's about the same level."

"After all, it's hard to eat too much, isn't it?"

"."

Merry and Pippin, the little hobbits, whispered.

Jin Li suddenly asked, "What time is it?"

"Is it dawn?"

"It must have been dawn long ago, but I don't know when."

"We've been in for a long time."

Legolas, who was beside him, answered in a low voice.

Back of the line.

Aragorn, who was walking behind Morgan, seemed to have noticed something and turned around suddenly to look back.

"Did you see it too?"

Morgan turned to look at Aragorn and said.

"I don't see what it is."

Aragorn nodded and looked at Morgan: "When did you find out?"

"Not long ago."

Morgan looked back at the darkness and said softly.

"You know what that is?"

Seeing Morgan's determined expression, Aragorn spoke again.

Morgan nodded: "Well, if I read correctly, Gollum should be behind us."

"Guru?"

Aragorn looked surprised.

"right."

Morgan nodded again: "I just don't know when that guy caught up."

Everyone in the expedition team was chatting with each other.

Long boring journey in the oppressive darkness.

The people's words also seemed to have increased.

However, after chatting, everyone knew that they were in the depths of the dangerous Moria mine, and they all kept their voices to a minimum.

Time passed slowly.

The team continued to move forward tirelessly.

I don't know how long it has been in this dark, dark underground world.

Gandalf, who was leading the way in the front of the team, looked around for a while, and suddenly made a voice: "So it's already here."

"I venture to brighten the light and show you the masterpieces of the dwarves."

Gandalf said to himself, and blew again the Philosopher's Stone inlaid at the top of his staff.

I saw that the originally weak light immediately became much brighter.

Gandalf then raised his staff high, allowing the light to shine farther and farther.

Then, the members who followed behind discovered that not far from the crowd, there were huge stone pillars that needed two or three adult human men to hug.

Each huge stone pillar is at least 60 to 70 meters high.

Each stone pillar is carved with various exquisite reliefs.

These giant stone pillars are horizontally, vertically, neatly and symmetrically, standing a few meters apart, extending all the way to the dark front, with no end in sight.

The expedition team stood in it, as small as an ant.

"Look, this is the home of the magnificent dwarves, Moria!"

Gandalf raised his glowing staff and spoke softly.

The members of the expedition behind him have been stunned.

Even Morgan, even Gimli, who had seen the Blue Mountains and the Lonely Mountain Erebo, the hometowns of the Turin dwarves.

Looking at the majestic and magnificent buildings in his hometown that he had seen before, he was truly amazed.

These buildings, even if they are built on the ground, are amazing enough.

What's more, it was built in this deep underground world.

As long as you think about the difficulty of building these buildings, you can imagine the glory of the Moria Dwarf Kingdom.

"It's unbelievable"

"It's nothing short of a miracle."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed that such a magnificent building would be built in such a deep underground."

"Really eye-opening"

Everyone was amazed and walked on the magnificent and broad stone-pillared square.

After half an hour.

Just when everyone was about to walk past this magnificent building complex.

Just when Morgan thought he would pass Moria unharmed.

at this time.

"Roar"

A low, trembling, terrifying roar suddenly came from the end of the huge stone pillar on one side.