Sword and Magic and Taxi

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Memories are very strange things. Some places have never been here, but just a little bit of smell, sound, or image can evoke an inexplicable sense of familiarity, or deja vu. If you like to play and watch, come to the Fargong Forest. There are thick branches, old bark, heavy moss, and the feet of the Buddha are covered with fog. When they stepped in, the fog would retreat abruptly, revealing the rugged and tangled roots below.

"Why do I seem to be in the library, wandering in the history?" Ming Elf said.

"Of course. The Fargon Forest is the oldest forest in China's 6th largest and the only antiquities left from history in the ancient forest." Grofindale said with a sigh, "Although they are just trees here, they You can also record history like a rock. So your feelings are not wrong."

History has always been heavy, so other parts of the Fargon Forest are somewhat thinner, such as the air. When they went deep into the woods, far away from Isengard and Saruman and left the orcs far behind them, everyone was surrounded by the heavy weight here, and they felt a little breathless. The elves consciously slowed down until they gradually stopped. Indeed, everyone has reached the limit, it is time to rest.

The elves never lack food and drink in the forest. Legend has it that they can even talk to the trees. Grofindale smiled and said that those were rumors, and the elves were only using experience. However, Zhao Mai could indeed talk to the trees, and quickly ascertained the surrounding situation and led everyone to the glade.

He stretched out his hand to dig from the root system of the big tree, moved the soil out, and the spring water moored from there. From turbid to clear, it only took ten minutes. "Fill up the kettle and tidy yourself up by the way. Soon you will see one of the oldest species on the Big Six."

"You can let the treants come to see us? This is incredible." Grofindale said: "Although the treants wake up after the elves, they are always independent, self-contained, and not aligned with anyone. Nor is it an enemy to anyone. Even the elves can only talk to them, but cannot give orders to them. If it is not for curiosity, the tree people will not take the initiative to show up in front of us-when they are still, It's like a big tree, you can't tell it at all."

"Oh, they will listen to me, because I use the language of the tree man." Zhao Mai looked for the root of the tree and sat down, beat his thigh with his fist and relaxed his muscles. "Okay, it's safe here. The Fargon Forest has its own territory, and no magic from the outside world can enter it now, whether it's Saruman or Sauron."

"So powerful? Couldn't this place become a fortress against darkness and evil?"

"Of course not. Everything in the world is connected. If the air, water, and soil are all contaminated by evil, the trees will not survive. War, there are always only survivors, no survivors. Drink some water first, I see you It's too tired. This looks like Lord Jinhua."

Griffindale smiled, stretched out his hand and struck the unorganized head behind his forehead vigorously. He did not know where to draw a strap to tie it, and then hung his head from the temples, immediately regaining his handsome appearance. Zhao Mai shook his head: "Good looks and good foundation are easy to handle. Who is like me?"

He patted the top of his head, and then changed back to human appearance. "No longer an orc, no elves, and certainly not a human being. This is my true appearance."

Grofindale looked at Zhao Mai and frowned, his fingers trembling slightly, and then slowly shook his head. "It may be that the smell of this forest is a little weird. Why do I feel that I have seen your face somewhere? But if I think about it, I can't remember it."

"You are not face blind, are you? Are human faces very close to elves? Or is my face too popular?"

"No, that's not the case." Grofindale seemed to be uncomfortable with the problem, sitting opposite Zhao Mai, looking at him every once in a while, and then immersed in the memory of the past.

The elves went out in twos and threes and didn't go far. They soon brought back some food from the forest, and everyone started to share. Nuts are the most popular thing. Although it has become a little shriveled after most of the winter, the strong aroma is enough to soothe everyone's emotions. The fragrance also attracted two bold squirrels, lying on the branches and looking down. The reserve food was drooling at the squirrel, but Zhao Mai did not agree with it to hunt, so he could only make up for the meat-eating drama in his heart.

When running, because the body is at its limit, everyone feels that every minute is very long. However, compared with the waiting now, that period of time seemed a bit rush. When the elves are added up, it seems that they cannot adapt to the slowing down rhythm, but the rhythm is actually what they are.

The elves can spend the whole day slowly arranging the feathers on the arrows without feeling tired or bored. But now, in just one afternoon, they have completed the inspection and maintenance of all equipment at least four times, and they are beginning to feel bored again. This restless state is not conducive to the recovery of the elves, after all, they still have a lot of battles to participate in, and there are still many difficulties to overcome. Fortunately, they also realized this, using soothing songs to cleanse the soul, and get rid of anxiety and unscheduled. When the moon slowly rises above the head and the bright light illuminates the entire open space, the elves return to their natural state again.

Grofindale stared directly at Zhao Mai's face~www.NovelMTL.com~ He didn't feel embarrassed, but Zhao Mai couldn't bear it. "What the **** are you looking at? If you really saw this face, you should have remembered it a long time ago. And I'm pretty sure that it was the first time we met to rescue Frodo by the Xiangshui River. Have seen it."

"Sorry, I may have been stubborn, but there is always a strange thought in my heart, I feel that there is something important related to your appearance." Lord Jinhua sat up straight and let out a long sigh of relief: "When can we See the tree man?"

"They have received the news and are rushing here. Such a big guy can't get up in such a dense forest. I guess we will be able to see them by noon tomorrow. But follow the tree It’s a human tradition that they negotiate things very slowly. They want to reach a conclusion, and then gather forces to attack Saruman. It will take at least weeks."

"It's very fast, after all, we are not far from the Asanker Tower. Tonight I can meditate and rationalize my thoughts." The elf said: "From tomorrow, all of our elves will start to resume training and prepare to fight."