Chen Mo counted his fingers and put on a posture that said if you don't agree, there will be no discussion.
"Say it!"
Gandalf nodded, he had already promised so much, not less than these one or two!
"I want to learn that one, which is the flash spell. Oak will cry after seeing it, and Goblin won't be able to control it after seeing it!"
Chen Mo talked and gestured and danced, which startled Gandalf.
"Yeah, but it's not a flash technique!"
Gandalf knew the move Chen Mo was talking about, which he used to drive away the evil forces and their lackeys. But this thing was not magic, but Gandalf was using the power of Maya to scare away the darkness. How could pure light disperse it?
Those Oaks and the sun are all glowing and heating!
"Then there's nothing to talk about!"
"How about choosing someone else? What kind of female elf do you like?"
Gandalf attempts to negotiate.
"Like Elrond's daughter!"
Chen Mo's lion opened his mouth.
"Let's talk about flash magic!"
Gandalf shook his head. He didn't dare to say this. Elrond was afraid that if he picked up the sword, he would strike with it. Moreover, Evening Star's grandmother was Lady Galadriel, the last elf in Middle-earth who had seen the light of the Twin Sacred Trees.
Still the princess of the Noldor!
"Then it's okay to downgrade it a little bit!"
"You want to learn the flash technique, right? No problem, I'll do it for you right away!"
Gandalf shook his head repeatedly and was about to get up and leave, but suddenly stopped again.
"What's the matter?"
"I think it's better to take you with me!"
With that said, Gandalf pulled Chen Mo, and the two of them left the Prancing Horse Tavern one after another. Before leaving, Chen Mo did not forget to throw two gold marks to the boss to pay the bill.
"I'm not going to babysit for those dwarves!"
"No, I'm just asking you to help me. You also know that wizards are very busy, and if you can, help me take care of someone by the way! What's more, you should be a Maiya too!"
"Fart, your whole family is Maia!"
Chen Mo straightened his waist very proudly and almost took off his pants to show Gandalf.
"I am a pure man!"
"Okay then, gentleman Mr. Serent, we are going to the Shire!"
Gandalf pointed to the tall horse tied up next to the tavern.
"Do you need me to find you one?"
"Well, let's get one, I haven't ridden one for a long time!"
Chen Mo nodded. In fact, he had brought the tent cooking utensils necessary for wilderness operations and a Yamaha mountain bike. But since it was Middle-earth, it was better to ride a horse, which would better fit the atmosphere.
Chen Mo skilfully mounted his horse and prepared to leave, but was stopped by his boss.
"This gentleman, I haven't settled the bill yet!"
"He paid for it!"
Chen Mo tapped his chin at Gandalf, making him stop smoking and could only sit on the horse and cough. He remembered that someone was selling such a big gold brick, so why did he have to pay for a horse?
"Don't be stunned, Gandalf, we are still fighting for the life and death of Middle-earth!"
So what does the future of Middle-earth have to do with my wallet?
Gandalf finally took out his money bag. As a wizard who has no desires and needs, he doesn't have many assets. He usually uses them to buy beer and tobacco. Now he has bought a horse, which means that the next big thing will happen.
In half a year, he won’t be able to smoke Shire tobacco!
It's not too close from Bree to the Shire, but the road security is good. There are no bandits or Oaks. On the contrary, farmers can be seen more than ten miles away. The two of them rode their big horses and walked slowly all the way. By nightfall
We have walked most of the journey.
Gandalf was used to days like this. As soon as the blanket was laid out, he was ready to find a place to lie down. Then he saw Chen Mo taking out a bunch of things.
"Serent, what are you doing?"
"Are you ready to rest?"
Chen Mo brought the camping tent, set it up in three steps, then took out the sleeping bag and spread it out, and finally took out the grill and coffee pot.
Seeing the fragrant freshly ground coffee rolling away in the pot and the sausages sizzling on the grill, Gandalf couldn't help but feel his stomach growl. What kind of life was this other person having?
After making the coffee, Chen Mo slowly added milk and sugar, and then began to enjoy his supper. After hearing the sound of sausages exploding in his mouth, Gandalf suddenly felt that tonight's night would definitely be very long.
.
"Gandalf, please go to bed first. I'm a little hungry. I'll go to bed after eating!"
Chen Mo, who was eating and drinking, saw Gandalf sitting on the ground looking at him with a resentful look on his face. He was not embarrassed at all. Instead, he shook his greasy hands at him, and then put a box of raw meat on the grill.
Fresh prawns bought in the supermarket.
"Serente, actually, sometimes I eat too much this night, which is very bad!"
"It's okay, it's not much, I even brought egg tarts!"
Chen Mo kept eating and drinking, completely ignoring the eager Gandalf. Seeing that everything was about to be swept away by the opponent, Gandalf decided to take the initiative.
"Serente, it's really not good to eat too much at night!"
"Didn't I say this isn't too much?"
“It’s really not good to eat too much!”
"Then why are you holding my hand?"
Chen Mo wanted to pick up the last piece of sausage to end the fight, but Gandalf clamped his hand tightly to prevent him from eating it. Chen Mo could only let go of the clamp holding the sausage.
"Since your stomach is uncomfortable, let me help you solve it!"
Seeing Chen Mo let go, Gandalf immediately grabbed the hot sausage and took a bite happily.
"Well, it's a bit dry. Let's get something to drink!"
"Ah, it turns out you are hungry. You should have told me you were hungry. Gandalf, how would I know you were hungry if you didn't tell me? If you told me, I would know you were hungry..."
Chen Mo kept talking like a barrage of words, which made Gandalf have a headache and blush. After all, he was a wizard, how could he have the nerve to ask others for food?
"Actually, I'm very full. I just saw you wasting food, so I helped you!"
Gandalf's mouth was full and he spoke vaguely.
"Well, then I will put back the five-pound tomahawk steak and the two-foot-eight lobster, and you won't eat them anyway!"
Then Chen Mo's hand was firmly grasped by Gandalf.
"It's all taken out. It's such a waste to put it back. I'd better eat it after all my hard work!"
"It's okay, I have a refrigerator!"
"It's me who works hard!"
Facts have proved that Chen Mo couldn't twist Gandalf's arm even with his thighs. The latter was already furious because of his stuttering and started to attack directly.
"Gandalf, how far are we from the Shire!"
While the old man was eating, Chen Mo suddenly asked.
"It's not far, it's not far, that means we still have to walk for three days!"