People who are keen on gossip quickly reached a "reasonable guess" that all their listeners love to through a lively discussion:

After so many years of squandering Frodo's financial resources, he must not be optimistic. It is precisely because of this reason that he made the decision to leave the Charles area. Perhaps after selling the bag bottom pit, Frodo would find a quiet place to live in the Bucks and could often interact with relatives of the Lie Little Lu family in the future.

Regardless of whether this is the truth or not, these listeners are proud of their spirit of seeking truth from behind.

Many people even didn't even ask Frodo, the person involved, and instead took the speculations used by everyone to make the truth to promote it. Soon, neighbors also learned about Frodo's specific explanation for the incident of selling the bottom hole of the bag.

"You're right. I'm going to move out this fall," he said. "My good friend Merry has already looked for a warm little cave for me, and I'll move there."

In fact, Meri had bought a small house in the countryside valley of Bacoberliwai.

In addition to his partner Sam, who was determined to embark on the adventure with him, Frodo claimed to everyone, and even his good friends, to actually move in.

Perhaps it was because the Bucks were already located close to the east of Charles, and as the fantastic idea at the time, Frodo had already made this decision public as his reason for leaving.

......

For the two months after that, Gandalf stayed in Shire honestly.

Just when Frodo thought Gandalf would stay in Charles until he set out, Gandalf came to him one night in June to say goodbye.

"I need to leave for a while, Frodo, I've been in Charles for a long time. Now that you're ready for everything you need to take the risk, I can leave with confidence. I'll go to the South to scout the intelligence and maybe I'll be back soon."

Although Gandalf tried to make his tone very relaxed, as if he was going to the village entrance convenience store to buy candy, Frodo still noticed some problems from his slightly tired and unusual mood.

"Gandalff, is something bad happened? Why do you look so tired and tired?"

"It shouldn't be a big deal, I hope so. But some of the news brought by the pigeons who have been coming to deliver me in the past few days shows that the world outside of Charles is not peaceful. No matter what, these are all things I need to worry about. Regarding your risk, I think you'd better act according to the pre-determined plan during my days of leaving. Before leaving, I just want to give you one last piece of advice: no matter what crisis or difficulty you encounter, try not to use the Lord of the Ring, as it may cause you greater disaster!"

After leaving those words, Gandalf hurriedly rode away from the place early the next morning.

Before leaving, he had only time to leave Frodo with a sentence, "I will come back as soon as possible, and direction, I will definitely accompany you on an adventure journey. I think you still need my company during this journey."

In the few days when Gandalf left, Frodo was very worried at first. Every day he would go to the taverns and hotels in the town to ask the past foreign travelers what was going on in the south, whether the orc army had started a new round of invasions, etc., etc. But the news he received for several days was that the north and south had been safe for a long time. After nothing happened, he began to slacket off. The heat of summer and the blooming flowers all lowered his vigilance to the lowest point.

This summer, the entire Charles area was unexpectedly lively. Whether it was the sudden blooming of wild flowers in the fields or the sweet honey in the forest, Frodo, who liked the beautiful things in nature, was fascinated by it.

If he hadn't left Charles immediately for a long trip, he would have been eager to guard the beautiful scenery of Charles for the rest of his life!

When Frodo remembered the question of whether he should care about Gandalf's safety, the season had already moved from the scorching heat to the late autumn.

This situation continued until September, when Gandalf still had no news back like he had disappeared in the past decade.

At that time, it was almost time to reach the agreed date for Frodo to move and the upcoming adventure.

During that time, the entire bottom hole of the bag began to get busy inside and out.

Frodo's friends came one after another to assist him in packing and moving. For example, Frodo's friends Pipin and Merry, almost as soon as Frodo asked for help, he came over to help without saying a word.

During the days when I was busy moving and cleaning up, Frodo spent every day laughing and joking and heavy packing.

On September 20, two cars covered with tart cloth slowly drove towards the stag land, carrying all the unsold furniture of Frodo, and headed to his new home via the Spirit Bridge.

On Thursday, Frodo's birthday, even though Frodo was full of expectations, Gandalf's figure did not appear as promised.

In the evening, Frodo held his farewell banquet; this time he was very frugal, and only he had a meal with four good friends.

At this cheerful moment, he felt sad. The day of parting was immediately in front of him, but he didn't know how to tell his good friends the truth about his about to leave.

Compared to Frodo's secret depression, the other four young hobbits were very excited. Even if Gandalf did not come, a bunch of good friends gathered together made the atmosphere extremely happy.

Even though most of the supplies were packed in advance, there was no shortage of food for the banquet, and everything was available! Of course, there was also the contribution of Frodo to sell the wine in the Bag Pot cellar to the Sekville Baggins family.

"Oh my God, who knows how my good furniture will be ruined by the new owner of the bag bottom pit! Forget it, at least these fine wines are not wasted." Frodo drank the fine wine in one go. It seemed that the fine wine could relieve his sadness when selling the bag bottom pit.

They sang and laughed, chatting about the many crazy things they had done together in the past. Finally, they followed Frodo's habits and wished Billbo a happy birthday, and then to Frodo. Then, they walked out of the house, breathed the fresh air, and looked at the beautiful starry sky. Frodo's banquet ended, but Gandalf still did not show up.

The next morning, they were busy loading the remaining luggage into another car. Merry was responsible for this part, and he would go to deliver goods with another good friend of Frodo. "We'll set out first, just treat it as a striker for you!" Merry said. "Look apart, see you the day after tomorrow. I hope you don't fall asleep on the road, which will delay moving time!"

On that day, Frodo was nervous and uneasy. Gandalf had already breached the contract by rushing back to Charles with the promise in advance.

It was because of his hope that he decided to wait until dark. If Gandalf really wanted to rush to find him, he would have some room.

"I can't act so anxious, that it will be exposed!" He looked at himself in the empty room through a dusty mirror, trying to make himself calmer.

After lunch, the Sekville-Barkins family came. As the new owner of the bag-bottom pit, the family did not follow the agreement between Frodo and them in advance to visit the door at dusk. In fact, such a stingy and greedy family could not help but visit the door much earlier than the agreement, and even their attitude when they spoke was not very good.

After handing over the keys that were agreed to hand over to their family in advance, Frodo took a lot of verbal efforts to send them away.

After that, Frodo, Pipin and Sam gathered in the kitchen to drink tea on their own to make them happy.

"This is our last meal at the bottom of the bag!" After enjoying a delicious meal, everyone was ready to embark on an adventure.

Pipin and Sam sorted out their three backpacks and made the final confirmation before departure.

.....

The sun sets, but the warm bag-bottom pit, which is usually warm, has become extremely lonely and confused.

Frodo walked in the familiar room, watching the afterglow of the setting sun fade away, and a boundless sense of loneliness gradually came towards him.

With a glimmer of hope, he walked out of the door and walked to the small road by the village, hoping to see Gandalf's return, but in the end he was still disappointed.

The sky was very clear, and the stars were gradually emerging from the sky.

"Tonight will be a very comfortable night, maybe it's just right for a risky start! In any case, I have to set out on time as planned, and Gandalf will definitely follow." He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly stopped.

I don’t know if it was his illusion, but he seemed to have heard some sound. The source of the sound was in the direction of the bottom of the road on the side of the bag.

One voice was obviously from the old guy, while the others were very strange and even made people feel a little unpleasant. He couldn't hear the other person's question clearly, but the old guy's answer was unexpectedly sharp. The old man seemed very angry.

"No, Mr. Baggins has left. He left this morning. It is said that he moved to Bakoberli, which is a place that is extremely far away from Charles. There are too many strange people in the Buckland. What? Leave a message? I can't leave a message for you. If you need to find him, go find it according to the address I gave you. Mr. Baggins' new home is there!"

The footsteps gradually walked down the mountain. For some reason, Frodo felt relieved that they had not come up the mountain. "I think it's probably because they are tired of asking questions," he thought. "These guys are so curious!" He originally wanted to ask who the old guy was, but then he thought about it and walked back to the bottom of the bag.

Pipin was sitting in the entrance hall, carrying his backpack on his back.

As for Sam, he was not there. Thinking of this, Frodo walked into the door beside him and shouted, "Sam! It's time to set off!"

"Come now, Lord Frodo!" The voice came from a very far place in the house. Sam had just returned. He seemed to have just gone to drink secretly.

"Have you put it all away, Sam?" Frodo asked.

"Yes, Lord Frodo. I've checked it for the last time."

Frodo locked the round door and handed the key to Sam. "Run and put the key home, Sam!" he said. "We gathered in the grass. Tonight we need to bypass the crowded places in the center of the town, and I don't want anyone to notice us leaving."

After receiving the order, Sam ran away immediately.

"Okay, we're going to set out finally." Frodo sighed. They shouldered their backpacks, picked up their canes, walked around the house, and walked to the west of the bottom pit. "Let's see you!" Frodo gently completed his own farewell ceremony.

Since then, they have accelerated and left silently like a light breeze.

To the west of the foot of the hill, they finally arrived at a low door at the entrance of a small path.

Sam ran back to meet them, and saw that the backpack behind him was so heavy that it was even taller than Frodo himself.

"I thought you had given me all the heavy stuff," Frodo said. "Oh my God, until today, I didn't know how hard it is for those snails that move home every day. But the problem is, I'm obviously a hobbit!"

"Sir Frodo, if you can't move, I can share more extra for you." Sam said arrogantly.

"Forget it, Sam, you're simply bragging." Pipin said. "We've been tired together for so many days, so we should let Frodo take on the share of his obligations today. It's not a bad thing to get more things to exercise!"

"Hey, Pipin, you are so good at bullying! I am an old hobbit who is over 50 years old!" Frodo said with a smile. "Even if we are hobbits, we should learn to respect the elderly and love the young at some point. Haha, I'm kidding! Sam, you have already carved enough things. I'll help you more when you rest later."

After pausing for a while, he continued to analyze in the manner of a leader: "We can rest after a while! Let's work hard together."

They initially walked west along the trail, then left the trail and turned left, and quietly walked up the grassland.

Compared with the Lone Mountain Expedition team established by the dwarves decades ago by Bilbo, the adventure team is now small but has the unique concealment of the Hobbits. Wearing a black cloak, Frodo and others walked silently, and even the residents in the forest could not find their way forward.

Soon after, they stepped on the wooden bridge across the river west of the Charles region.

After passing the river, everyone was finally able to step onto the main road through the spirit bridge.

After that, the group passed through the Tuk family's rule and another green hill.

When they arrived at the top of the hill, they looked all over the Shire region's lights shining brightly surrounded by the valley.

The beautiful scenery of Charles did not stop them, and from the beginning they were destined to keep moving forward.

It was not until the lights of the last farm were also swallowed by the dark darkness that Frodo turned around and waved goodbye.
Chapter completed!