It’s a beautiful morning in April.
Our long-lost Mr. Bilbo Baggins cleaned up the kitchen counter and table as usual, walked slowly and leisurely, walked out of the round door of his house that was just painted last week, came to the bench at the door, and took a bite He smoked his long, oversized wooden pipe and enjoyed the morning sun beautifully.
The sky was blue, the ground was green, the sun was shining, the lake was clear, everything in front of him was so beautiful, Bilbo Baggins felt so comfortable that he almost wanted to lie down.
Ah, what could be more comfortable than a hobbit idyll.
he thought.
I must have lost my mind and gone crazy before I thought of taking any risks. As a result, I encountered a group of unreasonable people - not a group of people, just one person. Humph, that female elf is really vicious, she made my neck hurt so much, and she also deliberately scared us.
Although she is very beautiful, she is not lovable at all.
Even though ten years have passed, Bilbo still remembers everything that happened that day so clearly, every face, as if he could still remember the smell of the old tree at that time, and the legends in the air. The breath of nature in the race.
special.
A pair of majestic golden vertical pupils suddenly appeared in his mind.
"Ah~"
He jumped up, and it was hard to tell whether he was frightened or choked by the acrid white smoke. Because the smoke magically turned into a butterfly and rushed into his nasal cavity.
When Bilbo stopped coughing, he realized that there was an old man holding a cane standing in front of him.
"Good morning."
The hospitable hobbits immediately said hello reflexively. Although he always felt that the old man in front of him looked so familiar.
He wears a blue pointed hat, a long gray cloak, a silver scarf, a long white beard that hangs down to his waist, and wears huge black boots on his feet.
"ah!"
He jumped up a second time. He recognized the wizard.
"It's you!"
Bilbo was as surprised as a frightened quail. He looked around quickly, always suspecting that several elves would suddenly jump out from behind the old man.
"What do you mean?"
The wizard Gandalf just looked at him with a smile, his long eyebrows twitching, kind and funny. "Are you saying hello to me and wishing me a nice morning? Or are you saying it's a nice morning whether I like it or not? Or are you feeling good on a morning like this? Or are you just plain Is this a very nice morning?"
It can be seen that our Mr. Bilbo was completely confused. He said solemnly, "I suppose it's all?"
Then Bilbo finally remembered that the old man in front of him had spoken to help him that morning.
Then he suddenly became bolder again: "Besides these, this is a very suitable morning for smoking a pipe outside the door. If you have a pipe with you, you might as well sit down and fill your pipe with my tobacco leaves. Full!"
"After all, you saved me." He said honestly, with a grateful look in his eyes: "I can still afford a sip of tobacco."
Gandalf was speechless.
"I'm glad you can remember me. Although it's not the way I thought you remembered me, things finally got off to a good start." The wizard muttered, talking to himself without caring about others. Foggy look. He said: "I am Gandalf! I am looking for someone to join me in adventure. If you want to repay the favor this is a good opportunity."
In the end, these words stung Bilbo like a bee, and he jumped up for the third time in anger and panic.
"Adventure? No, I don't think anyone west of Bree would be interested in adventure! Especially me! You've got the wrong person! It's disgusting, annoying, uncomfortable, and dangerous! It's even It will leave you too late for dinner! And lunch! And breakfast!”
"Specially, it will allow you to meet an unreasonable female elf."
Our Mr. Baggins said irritably, putting a thumb behind his suspenders and blowing out a larger smoke ring. Then he took out the letter he had received in the morning, pretended to no longer pay attention to the person in front of him, and began to read it.
It seems that this way he can clearly express his refusal.
But the old man didn't even move. He leaned on his cane and looked at the hobbits in front of him without saying a word, until Bilbo felt something was wrong, and even a little unhappy!
"Yes, yes, I admit, you saved me." Bilbo was a little angry, but he didn't dare to explode. He said aggrievedly: "But you can't force me to do something I don't want to do just because of this. thing? I can see that you are a good old man, you won’t do this! Will you do this? "
The wizard suddenly smiled. "If you really don't want to go, I won't force you," he said. "But are you really not going to think about it? You know, this is not like the Bilbo Baggins I know. The Bilbo Baggins I know. Baggins is a big shot who dares to bump into Turka Aracano, haha.”
The hobbit, who was still angry at first, suddenly got stuck. He looked at the old wizard with suspicious eyes and stammered: "Turka Aracano, what does this noble name have to do with me?"
Yes, even people as ignorant as halflings are spreading the stories and names of the Silver King.
But Bilbo would never have imagined that the majestic king he met who decided his fate with one word was Turka Aracano. Back then, his name was Dragon Byrne.
"you do not know?"
Gandalf was a little surprised, but also a little amused: "I thought you could guess who that person was from the story behind it! But that's okay."
The old wizard suddenly thought of something interesting, and he suddenly became serious. This is the expression he often uses when playing pranks.
"Since you agree, let's decide like this! This may not be a good thing for you, and it is also very interesting for me - by the way, if this adventure is completed, you will receive an extremely generous reward."
"Wait a minute." Bilbo was almost tongue-tied. "Sorry! I don't want any adventures, at least not today. But you're welcome to tea - anytime you want! Why not tomorrow! Or It can be the day after tomorrow! Yes, it’s settled! Goodbye!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the hobbit turned around, walked quickly into the round green door, and closed the door as quickly as possible without being rude! Although it is indeed rude to treat one's savior like this, but what the heck! As long as it doesn't have anything to do with adventure, anything goes!
Bilbo Baggins thought.
At the same time, Gandalf was still standing outside the door, smiling long but silently.
After laughing for a while, he walked to the door and carved a strange mark on the Hobbit's beautiful green door with the tip of his staff. Then he strode away.
Bilbo watched him leave behind the bright glass window, feeling relieved. And it starts to feel like I've dodged the adventure.
But he didn't know that even a dragonborn couldn't avoid a fate, so how could he, a hobbit, refuse it?
the next day.
Bilbo almost spent a long day in fear. He was so uneasy that he rushed to the window and looked out every few minutes, lest he suddenly saw some unwanted figures at the end of the road.
It wasn't until night fell, the lights began to light up in the quiet and peaceful Hobbiton house, and everyone began to eat dinner, that Bilbo breathed a sigh of relief.
Maybe the adventure or something was just a joke. A bad joke.
The hobbit consoled himself thus. Then I started cooking dinner happily.
For this race, dinner is an extremely important ritual. If possible, they will even have two dinners.
When he carefully cooked a fresh fish, served it with a small piece of bacon and mashed potatoes, a sumptuous dinner was complete.
"Although I didn't have a great day today, it ended well."
Bilbo quickly adjusted his mentality, began to tie his scarf, and sprinkled pepper and lemon juice.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
An ominous premonition suddenly came to mind.
Bilbo pulled off his scarf randomly and ran to open the door in a panic. But he discovered that the person standing in front of him was not Gandalf at all. It was a dwarf, with a blue beard tucked into a golden belt, and a pair of bright eyes under a dark green hood.
As soon as the door opened, he burst in as if his master had been waiting for him for a long time. He hung the hooded cloak on the nearest coat hook, and then said: "Dwalin is willing to serve you!" As he said this, he bowed slightly and saluted.
Bilbo was very surprised. He reflexively said: "Bilbo Baggins is willing to serve you!"
Then he responded, "Do I know you?"
"No."
The familiar dwarf warrior looked Bilbo up and down and shook his head: "I don't think so. But he said you have dinner here, and it's very rich."
With that said, he broke into the hobbit's home.
"Who? Who said?"
Bilbo almost didn't know what to do. He wanted to invite the guests out, but he was afraid of the strong body of the dwarves - for a hobbit.
I could only feel aggrieved and curiously pursue the strange guest and ask.
But Dwalin didn't care about him. Anyway, it was all the wizard's idea. He was just following his orders and couldn't do anything. So he walked to the kitchen smelling the smell and sat down where Bilbo was sitting. position.
We all know what happened next.
jingle.
jingle.
The doorbell was rang again and again, and the dwarves appeared one by one, making Bilbo blush with anger.
"I consider myself a hospitable hobbit, but I hope my guests all know each other!"
"Go away! Don't worry about others, there are already too many dwarves in my living room! If...I mean, if this is some idiot's prank, then this will be a very bad idea!"
Then, after saying this, Bilbo ushered in the last wave of dwarves. They are Dori, Nori, Ori, Oin and Gloin, as well as Beaver, Bofur and Bombur.
When the dwarves threw themselves at the door of his house in an iron-clad manner, Bilbo even wanted to laugh a little in his heart.
But soon he grimaced as he saw the mastermind behind the prank.
"Gandalf?"
"Good evening." Outside the door, the old man whom I met yesterday morning bent down and looked in through the round door with a smile. "It may be a little late for tea, but I suppose it's a good time for dinner, don't you? Bilbo Baggins."
Mr. Baggins felt that his mind was in confusion, and he might even be thinking that it would be better to just let the female elf kill him, so that everything would be over.
"You brought these dwarves and rushed in so blindly, causing so much trouble to people!" He said with a slumped head: "Is this the adventure you are talking about?"
"No, dear Bilbo."
The wizard came in through the round door with his waist bent, and then stood up straight carefully to avoid hitting his head on the hobbit chandelier, and said: "Where are we now? Our adventure hasn't started yet, and no one has arrived yet." together."
