Sword and Magic and Taxi

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At noon the next day, accompanied by rumbling footsteps, the first tree man arrived. This ancient creature seems to have not changed much from the beginning to the present. The body covered with tree knots, tangled bark and deep tree holes combine to form a human-like face. The tall torso and sturdy limbs rustled in the shaky tree crown. They hum and hum and talk to the trees. Because the voice is too low, other creatures cannot hear their tone. It is said that elephants can barely hear the high-pitched part of the song because of their huge belly and huge ears.

The Fargon forest is densely covered with trees, but they will slowly separate before the singing of the tree people, allowing a passable road. Ever since, the huge tree man can be said to have unhindered to the glade. When they see the elves, they are not afraid, but they do not feel particularly happy or sad because of it. The life of elves and treants has nothing to do. In the tree people's view, the elves love plants and the natural environment, but they will also add their own wishes to the trees and mess up the forest.

"I'm the first to come? This is not right. Someone obviously called the meeting." The treeman scratched the folds next to his eyes with a branch, digging out the moss and mushrooms. He changed to Elf language-but still speaking slowly and lowly: "Elf, have you seen the treants before me."

"I summoned you." Zhao Mai said it in Elvish, and then in Shuren. Shurenyu has not changed since the beginning of its creation, and it needs a long breath and power rooted in the earth to speak. The elves like to listen to the Shuren language and can use it to write poems, but they are unable to recite them.

"There are only a handful of human beings who can speak the language of the tree-in the entire history of Middle-earth."

"There should be no more alive."

"Indeed, human beings are like dandelions. When the wind comes, they are scattered."

"But dandelions can also bloom, here and far away."

The tree man looked at Zhao Mai with his deep black eyes, remembered all his impressions in his mind, and then slowly said: "It has been a long time since I heard people from other races speak in the style of a tree man, and I have not I heard an unfamiliar Treant language. You and these elves went to the Fargon Forest to convene a meeting in Treant language. Is there anything wrong?"

"Don't worry, don't rush." ​​Zhao Mai said: "I think it will be too late to talk about the trees after they arrive."

"Hum, Hum, you're right." The tree man walked through the clearing in the forest, found a rock facing south, and then took root next to it. It stretches out its arms, grows the canopy, and quickly becomes indistinguishable from a big tree. It's just that it still retains the tree's face, and those black eyes are still looking at Zhao Mai.

Zhao Mai said to the elves: "If you want to please the treeman, you can help it clean up the moss and mushrooms on its body, and you can cut off the dead skin. The treeman likes this very much."

Grofindale nodded, and the young elves leaned forward curiously and began to take care of the old tree and other tree people who were slowly rushing over. The tree people were really happy. They chanted the tree people's poems in a low voice, mainly to commemorate the vast forests, gurgling water and the changing seasons. Slowly, they read poems, which recorded five ancient races.

Grofindale listened carefully, then waited until the tree man had finished reading the poem and asked: "Wait a minute, I have a question. The poem just now described the oldest elves waking up early, and the dwarves digging holes in the dark underground. Halflings grow melons, fruits, vegetables and vegetables at the entrance of the cave, and then there are treants who are older like mountains and humans with limited lifespan. If I understand correctly, halflings are older than treants?"

"Yes, yes." said the tree man: "Halflings are neither elves, dwarves, nor humans, but they have the advantages of the three. For example, Iluvita created elves and humans, and Aoli created dwarves, but Halfling...The halfling was made by Myron, combining the advantages of the three. We tree people are later than halflings, that's for sure. However, we have not seen halflings very much, they have never been Fargon."

"Isn't Myron the Sauron? That's his Maya name. When he disguised and mixed among the elves, he used Myron's name too!" said Griffindale: "The five ancient races are actually five. Instead of four. If halflings were created by Sauron, then it can explain why they are more resistant to the curse of the ring than other races! God, we also let a halfling walk towards Sauron with the ring, this... "

"Sauron and Myron are two different things, and halflings are not Sauron's servants, so don't worry." Zhao Mai waved his hand and comforted him: "The halflings can resist the Lord of the Rings because of their simple character. Not blood. Spiritual erosion can only be resisted by cultural traditions at the spiritual level, and has nothing to do with the internal organs in the body."

"I hope so. But this news is still very important, enough to change our understanding of Arda's history. If halflings are the fifth race, then our elves pay too little attention to them. We treat them as human beings. The branch is just a little shorter. Unexpectedly, they are completely independent races."

"They are left alone and independent, but they also live happily and reproduce happily to this day. This is the most important thing." Zhao Mai leaned on a tree with the gardener dragon sleeping on his knees. The tail of the reserve grain was held tightly by her as a pillow. Xiaohua can work day and night, but the gardener can't. After being possessed by Xiaohua for a long time, she needs a lot of rest to recover. In fact, Xiao Hua was quite tired, and Zhao Mai also let her go to sleep before the meeting started. They are also happy and warm when they get together. "After defeating Sauron this time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can finally usher in a long period of peace."

"Yes, this is exactly what we hope, and it is the gift that the elves left to Middle-earth." Grofindale said: "It is precisely because of the preciousness of peace that our elves are willing to fight the battlefield last before leaving. However, the Myron you just mentioned is different from Sauron. What's the matter?"

"Sauron is not Mirko. You have to separate Myron and Sauron. Just like your Noldor elves, aren't there also things that betray Vera and Maya, leave Verinor, and murder their relatives? Grofindale , Your remodeling, resurrection, and return to Middle-earth also have a lot to do with this matter."

"Well, I can't refute you. Like all Maya, when I returned to Middle-earth, many memories of Velino were blurred, so I couldn't be sure about the relationship between Myron and Sauron." Lord Jinhua did not reduce his doubts, but looked at Zhao Mai and said, "Why do you remember so clearly?"

"I am Myron." Zhao Mai replied.

Grofindale's eyes widened.