Chapter 1164 Gathering of Dwarves

"I've already said it, I've expressed my attitude completely, I don't want to take risks, and Ciel doesn't need to take risks, at least not today." Baggins said firmly, "You can go to the mountain and try it. , or over the lake."

"Are you sure you won't go on an adventure with me?" asked Gandalf.

"Of course." Baggins said very firmly.

"Then I'll try again later." Gandalf turned around, glanced at Anyang at last, and went out with his cane.

The hobbit stood there, his mouth wide open, until he saw Gandalf turned and closed the door, he came back to his senses and looked at Anyang who was still standing in the room: "You...you are not with him. go?"

"No, I'll just wait for them here."

"They? I heard you say just now, there seem to be thirteen people?" Baggins asked in shock.

"Um."

"Oh! My God!" Baggins exclaimed, suddenly glanced at the door and frowned, "Did you hear something? It seems like something is slamming the door..."

"Don't worry about it, aren't you curious who he is?" Anyang glanced at the door and ignored it.

"Who? That person just now? By the way, I almost forgot, he seems to know me, or my mother!"

"Yes, his name is Gandalf."

"Gandalf? That wandering wizard Gandalf who can make beautiful fireworks?" Baggins seemed to finally remember, his face full of surprise, "Every time before Midsummer, Old Tooke will set off fireworks made by him!"

"..." Anyang pursed his lips and asked, "Do you only remember this?"

"what else?"

"He's also a good friend of your mother. When you were young, he often watched you play and was very familiar with you. Of course, he didn't know that it's been a long time since you went to the forest to look for traces of elves, let alone explore. Beyond the borders of the Shire did not come back until after dinner at night."

"Well..." Baggins was silent for a while, and asked again, "Why? Why do you know these things?"

"Hey... a little sleepy, I want to take a rest, do you have a suitable person to recommend?" Anyang said and walked towards the bedroom inside.

"No, no, not here. In fact, there is a Prancing Horse Hotel in Brie. I heard that it is not bad. Maybe you can try it!"

"boom!"

The bedroom door was closed.

Bilbo Baggins stood at the door, looked at the door, and let out a deep sigh.

He picked up the bong, went out angrily, and continued to bask in the sun.

The sun changed from the warmth of the morning to the scorching heat, and then gradually turned yellow. The setting sun left a fiery red behind the Tianbian Mountain, and then the night soon fell.

The world was shrouded in darkness, and the villagers lit candles, and the light illuminated the delicate houses, which were scattered among the slightly undulating mountains, echoing the sparse stars in the sky.

Bilbo Baggins is preparing a sumptuous dinner in the room. The kitchen is open. The surface of the two fish is slightly charred, making a chi chi sound. The aroma of the food itself spreads unstoppably. The dining table There was a man on a napkin waiting beside him. He was very hungry.

Soon Baggins took out two plates, filled them with two fish, and brought them to the table.

Anyang glanced at it and praised: "Very good."

One fried fish per person, as well as vegetables, fruits and tea, are healthy and nutritious.

Baggins was obviously very satisfied with the dinner. He nodded his head, picked up the napkin and put it on. When he was about to enjoy it, he inadvertently glanced at Anyang.

If it weren't for this wandering wizard who insisted on staying and had the courage to prepare an extra dinner, everything would be more perfect!

"Okay, let's go!" he said.

When eating, the hobbit will not take these unpleasantness to heart, it will make himself uncomfortable, and now treat this person as an ordinary guest!

As long as there are no other people to disturb you, this kind of thing is enough!

The kind hobbit looked at Anyang, who had already started to sprinkle seasonings on the fish, and twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking so.

Just as he also picked up the seasoning—

"Ring Ling Ling..."

The doorbell rang suddenly.

"Huh? Someone?" Baggins looked up.

"Maybe your neighbor has something to come to you." Anyang said as he lowered his head and ate the fish.

"It won't be the group of people I talked about during the day today!"

"It shouldn't be, it's so late now, haven't you put your guard down, and they won't come to you at this time." Anyang said without raising his head, "and Bag Di Cave is not good. Look, at night, everyone's houses are similar, if no one marks your house, no one can find it here!"

"Well, that's true." Baggins put down the seasoning and got up to open the door.

Anyang in the rear whispered to himself: "If no one marks your house..."

At the same time, Baggins has opened the door.

Outside the door stood a dwarf with a bare forehead. He was very strong. He wore a dark brown cloak and had a long beard.

"Dwarin, at your service!" The dwarf bowed slightly towards him, his voice thick.

"Uh...ah..." Baggins was stunned for a while, then quickly tied the bag of his pajamas, and returned a serious salute, "Bilbo Baggins, do you have any orders...Wait, we Do you know?"

"do not know!"

The dwarf walked past him directly into the room.

After a few glances in the room, he took off the cloak he was wearing and threw it to Baggins: "Where, man, is it down here?"

"What... what?"

"Dinner! He said there will be dinner, and it will be very rich!"

"Who? Who said that? Gandalf?"

"Haha, it really is here! That's right! It's Gandalf!" said Dwalin, already seeing the dining table.

I also saw Anyang eating at the table.

"Anyone else?" He walked over, sat unceremoniously in the seat where Baggins sat before, picked up his dinner and ate, "Who is this, your relative?"

"Ain, you can call me Ain, a wandering wizard." Anyang introduced himself.

"Mortal sorcerer?" Dwalin was surprised, then glanced at Baggins, who was standing next to him. "It doesn't look like your relative, your friend?"

"It's also your friend." Anyang said.

"Huh?" Devalin was stunned, put down the fish in his hand silently, and looked at Anyang.

"I know your purpose, and I know your plans, Devalin."

"Who are you? Where is Gandalf?"

"Gandalf hasn't come yet, but he will be there soon, you don't have to worry, I'm here to help you." Anyang pointed to the door and turned to look at Baggins, "Your other neighbor has arrived. ."

"Ah... ah?" Baggins was taken aback.

Just then, the doorbell rang again.

Devalin turned his head to look at Anyang with deep meaning.

Bilbo Baggins went to open the door, and no accident, there was another dwarf standing outside the door.

"Bahrain, at your service."

"……good evening."

"Yes, it's a good day tonight, but I think it might rain later." Balin, with white hair and a white beard, came in. "Am I late?"

"Late...what?"

"Um..." Balin walked into the room and saw Dwarin sitting on the seat motionless staring at Anyang, "Oh! Haha! Brother! Good evening!"

"Oh, my dear Bahrain!" Devalin no longer stared at Anyang like a wolf, but turned to Bahrain and said as he walked, "You are shorter and stronger than the last time we met!"

"Strong, not short!" Balin hugged him, then looked at Anyang who was eating slowly, "Who is this? Your relative?"

"Please, I am a noble dwarf, how can there be such an ugly human relative!"

"Apart from my sister, you are the only person in the world who points to the nose and says I'm ugly!" Anyang put down the tableware, picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, and said, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Ain, A wandering wizard."

"Then my sister and I have come to an agreement!" said Devalin.

"No, in fact she just loves to slander me. I believe she doesn't think so in her heart."

"That's a shame, that's what I think."

"Probably understandable, I also think you are ugly, ugly!" Anyang shrugged indifferently.

Soon, Fili and Kili also arrived.

Just like that, the dwarves came one by one.

When Anyang was cornered, the living room was already full of twelve dwarves, and only the dwarf prince Thorin Oakenshield was left, when Gandalf was late.

Watching this group of dwarves swept away Baggins' stored food as if they hadn't eaten for three days, and gathered at the dining table to eat frantically, laughing and playing wildly, singing and playing music, the atmosphere heated up rapidly, and Anyang had no choice but to He smiled, and then said to Baggins, who was extremely dissatisfied but helpless standing beside him: "Look, do you think I'm more civilized now?"

"maybe……"

"I hope you can forgive them, they haven't seen each other for a long time, and now you can see that they are very happy."

"Oh……"

"Maybe you'll like it this way in the future."

"I won't die!"

"It's a long time, and the fate is unpredictable!" Anyang said.

For a long time, the dwarves ate their food cleanly, and the noisy party came to an end.

They had finished talking, folded their plates neatly, and sang, and sat together and laughed at Bilbo for being too timid to let go, until there was a knock on the door, and everyone fell silent.

Needles can be heard in the restaurant.

Gandalf put down his pipe and said, "Here he is."

With a creak, the door was opened.

Thorin, also wearing armor and a dark cloak, but with neatly groomed hair and beard, stood outside the door and looked at the opener. His eyes were sharp, but his voice was gentle: "Gandalf!"

He stepped into the door: "I remember you said this place is easy to find. I got lost twice. If you hadn't marked the door, I wouldn't have been able to find it."

"Mark? Where's the mark? This door was painted last week!" Baggins stood up and said.

"I just painted it today," said Gandalf, gesturing to Anyang and Baggins. "Then, allow me to introduce you to our chief, Thorin Oakenshield."

Sorin frowned and looked at Anyang and Baggins.

"So, this is the Hobbit."

"But, who is this?"

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