Chapter 1167 Dwarin's Coffin Book
"Do you still have extra horses? I lack a means of transportation." Anyang asked Sorin as soon as he left the house.
"There's only one pony, originally for the hobbit!" Thorin frowned, "there are more than one horse, but it's for camel luggage, let's go ahead and buy one!"
"It seems that I can only buy one, but I don't have any money on me." Anyang took out his pocket and showed him, shrugged, "It seems that I can only ask you to borrow some money."
"...You don't bring money when you go out?"
"I have a premonition that I will soon find a lot of money, a lot of money, and maybe some weapons, so you see, I didn't bring a penny, and I didn't bring any weapons!" Anyang said indifferently. , and then stretched out his hand, "Come on, I know you must have a wallet with you when you go out!"
"Hey man, we're not rich!" Dwalin complained, throwing him a purse.
"I'll give it back to you soon."
"Soon? When you find a lot of money? Hahaha, I'm still looking forward to picking up a lot of money!"
So Anyang bought a horse in front.
Beaufort had a good impression of Anyang. I wonder if it was because of the brief solitude last night. He said, "I don't think we should leave that contract with The Hobbit. You see, we are just fourteen now. That contract should be signed for this wandering wizard! Now, we have to find time to rewrite a contract!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Sorin immediately scolded, he still didn't dare to trust Anyang.
Anyang smiled indifferently, and also had a good impression of Bofu, who was honest and followed his heart, and said, "It doesn't matter, I don't need to sign a contract, because I don't need to share the treasure in the lonely mountain with you."
"But the contracts signed by all of us are written on the 14th. If only 13 people sign, wouldn't there be 14th of the treasure left unclaimed?"
"Huh? I bet Mr. Baggins will catch up. You made the right choice to keep the contract."
"I feel the same way, to be honest!" said one of the dwarves.
"Then don't just talk, let's make a bet, I mean a real bet, the betting kind!" said another dwarf, "Bet if Mr. Baggins will show up, I bet he won't show up! , three silver coins!"
"Well, I bet he will show up!"
"I bet I won't!"
"I bet I won't either!"
"Hey, Beaver, you just said you thought he would show up, the weather in the wasteland didn't change as fast as you!"
Anyang looked at Dewalin in front of him and asked weakly, "Mr. Dewalin, I have a lot of money left to buy a horse before, can you lend me a little more? I also want to gamble."
"...Man, we dwarves are really poor!"
"I had a gut feeling that I could win."
"What are you betting on? The odds aren't good that the hobbit won't catch up."
"No no, on the contrary, I bet he will come."
"Then you have to owe me another sum of money, won't you have to wait until you find the money to pay me back?" said Dwalin, and threw the purse directly to him, "Don't lose it all!"
"If I win, I will pay it back to you twice. If I lose, I will pay you back a hundred times when I find the money." Anyang said.
"..."
Devalin's face was a little unsightly.
This human being is so unreliable.
At this time, Anyang had already raised his purse and shouted: "I bet that Mr. Baggins will show up, and the bet is all of Mr. Devalin's assets. Let me see, uh, there are only seven silver coins, who is there? Do you want to bet with me?"
The corner of Devalin's mouth twitched fiercely.
If it wasn't for this human being farther away from him, he promised that he would reach out and grab his purse back!
"Haha! This is Devalin's coffin book, you will lose all of it for him!" Balin laughed.
"Why are you so sure that the hobbit will come back?" Fili asked.
"I will definitely win, I am very confident in the bloodline of the Tucker family." Anyang said, and by the way, he tightened his purse under Dwarin's gaze.
"Hmm, I'm looking forward to seeing the moment you lose Dwalin's coffin, it must be awesome."
...
The dwarves' bet was soon won.
Anyang rode at the end, left the village, and gradually walked into a forest, walking further and further away.
Turning around, the village has disappeared.
Some say Baggins is no longer there.
"Haha, poor wandering wizard, poor Devalin, I expected to see them fight!" I don't know who said on the horse, his tone full of ridicule.
"I just said it was a waste of time to come here. The hobbits didn't participate at all, haha, it saved us the time to argue whether a hobbit could steal the Silmarillion from the Lonely Mountain." A dwarf said, looking at the Anyang, "You have to prepare to lose Dwalin's coffin to us and bear his wrath, wandering wizard!"
"I'll give it back to him." Anyang said with a smile.
At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from behind—
"Wait! Wait for me!"
All the dwarves were stunned for a moment, and turned their heads in exclamation, only to see Bilbo Baggins neatly dressed, carrying his suitcase on his back, waving a parchment contract in his hand and running here.
"Oh!"
"Oh……"
The crowd stopped immediately.
Looking at Baggins, Balin smiled: "Haha, it seems that our wandering wizard is going to make a lot of money, but that's fine, at least Dwalin's coffin was saved!"
Baggins quickly caught up with them, waving the contract, handing it to Balin, saying, "I signed it!"
Balin took out his glasses and looked at the contract, and quickly put it down: "Then, welcome Mr. Baggins to join Thorin Oakenshield's team, and congratulations to the wandering wizard and Mr. Devalin who survived the disaster, his face changed just now. !"
The crowd suddenly burst into a knowing smile.
A little while later, Baggins rode on the pony and walked behind the line, beside Anyang and Gandalf.
Ou Yin, who was walking in front, suddenly turned his head and threw out a money bag: "Next, Nuoli!"
Dolly also shouted: "And me!"
Ou Yin cheerfully threw out another purse to him.
Baggins wondered: "What is this?"
Gandalf said: "They are betting that you will not show up, and you have lost a lot of people."
"What about you, did you win or lose?"
Gandalf laughed without saying a word, but reached out and grabbed a purse, which was flying quickly from the front, and made a tinkling sound.
"Dear mate, I never doubted you!" he said.
Baggins smiled, and then looked at Anyang next to him.
"What about you? Ain."
"Me?" Anyang smiled deeply.
"Ding, ding, ding..."
As if trying to embarrass him on purpose, several purses flew at the same time, but he quickly caught them all!
"Haha!" Anyang laughed, then shouted forward, "Hey, Mr. Devalin!"
He threw more than half of the money he won to Devalin, then shook his head and said, "It's a pity that you missed an opportunity to get rich. If I lose, I will really give it back a hundredfold, great academic. Zer Ain never speaks empty words! But at least one thing is very good, you kept your coffin book, haha!"
The dwarves also laughed.
Baggins also laughed, and laughed extremely happily.
Dwarin weighed the purse, feeling twice as heavy as before, snorted coldly, and then put it in his arms.
While chatting and laughing, the group went further and further.
The only one who did not participate in the chat and laugh was Thorin, who was the leader. He had to maintain his majesty at all times.
At the same time, he is often distracted and pays attention to Anyang. Anyang feels this. He is a leader, and careful thinking is a necessary quality. He will not trust a person as easily as others. Having said that, the reason why others don't bother about Anyang's identity is because they know that Sorin will struggle with this. If there is a problem with Anyang, Sorin will definitely find this out. This is Sorin's job, and they only need to follow Sorin. the will to go.
So even if Anyang quickly mingles with the dwarves through a series of tricks and jokes, it can't impress Thorin, and it may have the opposite effect - Thorin will think that he is a person who is extremely good at gaining the trust of others!
The warhorses that the dwarves ride are inconspicuous, but their endurance is exceptionally good, except that the dwarves let them graze when they cook, and they walk with heavy loads, but hardly ever rest.
The horse that Anyang bought was no good. It carried himself, and its endurance was not even comparable to Baggins' pony.
So he used a spell to help the horse gain stamina almost at intervals along the way, and in order to save mana costs, he had to recite a lengthy incantation every time, which attracted a lot of dwarves.
Fortunately, he has a solid foundation, so he can find many small spells suitable for him at this level.
Crossing the green and crisp hillsides, flowing through the icy rivers, crossing the valleys, and when night fell, they rested on the side of a high mountain, accompanied by the whimpering of the night wind and the piercing screams of birds in the distance. , the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the distant forest, the crackling of the rising bonfire, and the occasional shrill roar.
Baggins was startled by the sound.
Just as he was about to ask, Anyang looked into the distance, pursed his lips and said, "The orcs are chasing after him."
"Half-orc?" Baggins asked in surprise.
"Yeah, Orcs," said Fili. "It's a kind of murderer. There are many out there, and the lowlands are all over the place. At night they attack when people are asleep, fast and silent, no screaming, only Blood……"
"Ha ha!"
Looking at Baggins, who was obviously frightened, brothers Fili and Kili let out a low laugh.
They thought that Anyang, who was joking with them and terrorizing Baggins, would laugh with them, but Anyang didn't.
As in the plot, Thorin reprimanded them.
For the orcs, he is extremely resentful.
After the evil dragon Smaug destroyed the dwarven kingdom and took the Lonely Mountain (i.e. Iruba, once the castle of the dwarven kingdom), King Thor tried to take back the territory of the ancient dwarven kingdom of Moria, so that the dwarves could have a home. A legion of Orcs led by Asog the Defiler arrives first and takes Moria.
Ahsog killed King Thor, Thor's son and Thorin's father, Thorin went mad with grief and disappeared, leaving Thorin alone in the end.
The dwarf legion is headless and almost collapsed!
At this time, the young dwarf prince Thorin stood up, cut off Asog's hand, took the banner, and led the army of dwarves to continue the battle.
Later, the dwarves won, but there were countless casualties, and the elites were almost killed, leaving only a few people.
It was just a few of the dozen or so people in front of him.
Thorin has always firmly believed that Asog had died of his wounds, but...
Anyang stood up and walked to the edge of the cliff.
There was a hint of stench in the wind.
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