Chapter 1167 (2/2)
Until Gandalf's face sank slightly, he stood up and his head went straight up to the ceiling. He had to bend his waist, which added a sense of supremacy to him!
The light in the room suddenly dimmed!
”Enough! If I say Bilbo Baggins is a thief, then he is! ” It wasn't until his tone softened that the light in the room returned to light. He continued, ”the hobbits are very light, very light. In fact, they can pass by without being found. If you want to steal the akhenbaud from the dragon, you can't wake it!”
”And the dragon has been used to the smell of dwarves. As long as you get close to it, it will find you, and the taste of hobbits has never been heard!”
”You asked me to find the fourteenth member, so I chose Mr. Baggins. His ability is far beyond his external performance. He can contribute more than any of you, including his own knowledge!”
In this way, the dwarfs are silent, obviously extremely agree with Gandalf's authority!
And Baggins was surprised by the praise.
Gandalf calmed down, took a deep breath, and then said, ”for this, you must believe him!”
At this time, Anyang coughed twice and went to the other room: ”you can persuade Mr. Baggins slowly. I'm a little sleepy. I have to find a place to sleep.”
All the dwarfs stopped and turned to look at him.
As he walked, he murmured: ”I'm not used to this kind of body. I'll be sleepy soon...”
When he left, everyone was still silent.
Until SOLIN said, ”well, let's do as Gandalf says, Bahrain, give him the contract!”
”No, no...”
Baggins quickly waved back.
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The Hobbit's home is very warm. Even though the night outside is cold and quiet, the stove is burning all the time, keeping a comfortable temperature in the room and a brightness that is neither too dark nor affects sleep.
Anyang didn't occupy Baggins's bedroom any more. He sat at the foot of the wall casually, took a blanket and covered it. Then he calmed down in the shimmering light.
The voice of the dwarves still came from nearby, but he no longer cared.
All of a sudden, a figure appeared in front of him. He was short and not very strong. He wore a big hat on his head and looked very honest and upright.
At this time, he looked at Anyang with some difficulty: ”I It's too dull over there. In fact, I'm a little sleepy, so... ”
Anyang smiled and didn't investigate.
He knew that the dwarf was here to look at himself.
”Your name is Beaufort?”
”Yes.” Bofo sat down beside him, but he did not rest. Instead, he always paid attention to the movement of the other room, listened to their conversation, and paid attention to Anyang.
Anyang is sitting quietly, closing his eyes and nourishing his mind.
Until, the low and distant song of the dwarves began to ring, the voice was desolate, it reminded people of the empty and magnificent Valley under the moonlight, the boundless grassland when the rain continued, the lofty mountains, and the melody was like the grand melody from ancient times.
”Across the cold misty mountains in the distance to the deep and ancient cellar cave, we must set out before dawn to find the forgotten wealth...”
”The pines are roaring in the mountains, and the cold wind is moaning in the night...”
”The fire is red and the branches are like torches...”
From SOLIN's voice to all Dwarfs' spontaneous attachment, the tune gradually sublimated.
Anyang opened his eyes and was awakened.
He turned his head and looked at bofo. He stared at the room for a long time. When the singing stopped, he said, ”your talent in art doesn't match your appearance.”
After returning to his mind, bofo was stunned and nodded, ”of course, dwarves are the most creative race!”
”It seems that they can't persuade Mr. Baggins.”
”Yes, I'm sorry.” Beaufort looked down.
”Mr. Baggins is not as active as you, vagrant wizard.” SOLIN came over from the other side, looked deeply at Anyang, said, and then found a seat against the wall.
A few dwarfs followed and found a comfortable place to lie down. They didn't pay attention to it, so they went to sleep.
The room was soon quiet, except for snoring.The fire in the fireplace was burning and the wood was insufficient. It was a little red. There was a white light band across the sky outside the window, which was composed of fine and dense stars.
Anyang murmured a few words in a low voice, then stretched out his hand, so he picked up a firewood from afar and threw it into the fireplace.
”Crackling...”
SOLIN opened his eyes abruptly and closed them again a moment later.
The next morning came soon.
The dwarfs got up very early, ate breakfast, and cleaned up the messy house where Baggins had been made. At this time, it was just light, and Baggins was still sleeping.
The party set out for the dwarf's hometown.
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