"Beautiful Miss Jinberry!" Whether it is to express gratitude to the hostess who took the initiative to show kindness in front of you, he could enter this gorgeous cottage, or Frodo instinctively praised Miss Jinberry, who looks elegant and beautiful.

In any case, Florida read a string of ancient Hobbit poems casually.

The content of the poem is naturally to praise the beauty of natural flowers.

"May your brilliance be as flawless as the vast moonlight, and may your beauty be as gorgeous as the flowers in spring."

As soon as he found himself blurted out these verses, Frodo came to his senses and blushed in shame. It has to be said that Miss Jinberry's charm was almost full of magic, and even made the Hobbit people who had just broken out of danger seem to have forgotten the suffering they had just experienced and turned into ordinary travelers with a peaceful mind when they saw her.

"Welcome!" she said. "You really shouldn't behave like a person. I never expected that among all the travelers dressed as a traveler, there was such a singer who was proficient in the music of the Hobbit. But this also reminded me of some things. This friend who recites poetry, you must be the Frodo who has the title of Friend of the Elf?

Oh my God! This is really exciting news! Please sit down quickly, my male host will be back! He is taking care of your tired horses, and it will not take long to finish it back!"

It seems to be to protect his basic understanding spirit, Frodo nodded to express his response to Miss Jinberry culture.

After confirming his identity as a friend of the elf from Frodo, Miss Jinberries happily turned around gracefully and excitedly.

Her elegant dance-like movements made everyone feel happy.

At this moment, another humming tune came from outside the house. Between "Lala, Wahwa" and "Rohaha", they could hear a few words repeating:

Old Tom Bombardier is a happy guy;

He lives in the old forest of plum, leisurely and happy every day...

There is no doubt that this is Tom Bombardier, a kind man who just saved Pipin Sam and the other two.

"I have a question that I want to get answers from you, kind-hearted Miss Jinberry. Please help me solve my doubts." Frodo lowered his head. Obviously he was still a little curious about the identity of Tom Jinberry. "Although this question is ridiculous, I am serious. Who is Tom Bombardier?"

It seemed that people who guessed that the Hobbit people would be curious about their husbands' identity. Miss Jinberry smiled and replied: "He is the master of the forest, flowing water and hills."

"So, the whole piece of Lao Lin belongs to him?"

"Of course not!" Jinberry's smile disappeared, and she became extremely deep and solemnly explained. "Everyone is a foreign Hobbit traveler. Maybe you don't know what heavy responsibility it is to maintain and control Lao Lin. Besides, Lao Lin is not as simple as you see." She added in a low voice as if she was talking to herself. "All animals and plants that grow in the Lao Lin have their own free will, and no one can interfere with them. As for Tom, he is just a person responsible for maintaining this area. Whether it is dark or unknown, he is fearless. It is precisely because of his fearless golden will that the creatures in this forest cannot shake his will at all. So, Tom Bombardier is the master."

Another door opened with a whisper, and Tom followed into the room. His hat had been taken off, and the thick brown found it was as messy as the red leaves all over the ground in autumn. He smiled and walked towards Jinberry and held her hand.

"Ah, my little beauty!" He bowed to the Hobbits. "Our golden berry is beautiful in beautiful green clothes and tender flowers. It's so beautiful! Are the tables all set up? I saw yellow cheese and fresh honey, fragrant white bread, cream, milk and cheese, green herbs and ripe berries. Is this enough? Is dinner ready?"

"Of course, I've been ready for a while," said the host Kang's wife Jinmei. "Maybe the guests are still too shy. Haven't you introduced them to some basic situations?"

Tom clapped his hands and shouted, "Oh, mine, it's all my personal negligence now. Friends, please allow me to use this sumptuous dinner to welcome you all! Come on, dear friends, welcome you to Tom's hut! If you need to take off your cloak and coat with dust on your body, and have a need to clean your hair and change clothes, please enter this room!"

As he said that, the kind-hearted male owner of the house opened a green room door in front of the Hobbit people, and behind it was a bathroom with a sloping roof.

The entire bathroom wall is paved with magnificent brick and stone, with slabs on the floor, and even a lavender providing a fresh smell is placed in the corner.

In addition, there are four thick pedal mats on the floor, and each mat is piled with a tall white blanket next to it. At the center is a bathtub that looks very large in size. At this moment, the bathtub has already been filled with steaming hot bath water.

Not long after, the Hobbits had finished washing. With their stomachs that were almost hungry, these first-time guests did not care about the overly tedious etiquette and ran to the long table that was used as dining tables almost as if they were running wildly.

According to the arrangement of the host family, the Hobbits sat down two times, and on both sides of the long table were the golden berries and the host's positions.

It has to be said that the host's hospitality was beyond the expectations of Frodo and others. Although they had fantasized in advance that Miss Jinberry, who looked beautiful, might have a good cooking level, when they really came to the table to enjoy this supper, they found that Miss Jinberry's cooking level was much better than they thought!

The pure and colorless juice drinks as pure as clear water were consumed by the Hobbit travelers one by one, and the hungry people never stopped their mouths. Since they meditated on the dining table, they kept eating these big meals made of forest specialties such as wild fruits, cabbage, and mushrooms in the forest.

These little guests suddenly realized that they were singing happily, as if this was more natural than speaking.

After drinking and eating, Tom and Jinberry began to clean up the table.

At the warm invitation of the two hosts, the Hobbit guests, who were bulging in their stomachs, stopped their quick actions of helping to clean up the dishes, and instead sat on a bench to rest and recover their strength.

After everything was finished, it was time to go to bed and rest. Tom turned off all the lights in the house, leaving only two oil lamps.

At this time, Jinmei stood in front of them with a candle, saying good night to everyone, wishing them a good dream.

"Sleep at peace," she said, "Sleep until dawn! Don't worry about any sounds clamoring you! Apart from the moonlight, the stars and the evening breeze, nothing can pass through the doors and windows here. Good night!" She walked out of the room with glory. Her footsteps sounded as pleasant as the stream slowly flowing into the night along the hillside.

Tom sat next to them silently for a moment, and everyone tried to muster up the courage to ask many questions accumulated in their hearts. But their eyelids gradually heavier. Finally, Frodo spoke:

"Mr. Tom, I have a question. Can I ask if you were accidental when you appeared in front of us, or did you hear the cry of my companions?"

After he asked this, the kind-hearted Tom, who seemed to have received some stimulation, shook his whole body trembled three times.

"What? You actually want to ask this question!" he said. "Are you asking me if I heard your call for help? Then my answer might disappoint you. I appeared there just by chance. You also heard it. I was focused on a happy tune at that time, so naturally I didn't hear your companion's cry for help. But if you seriously want to ask me why I appeared nearby, then the reason is really related to you.

We heard about you and found that you seemed to be trekking nearby. We guessed that you would not be able to walk to the water in a short while. And in any case, according to the rules that the Willow River will eventually guide you to the bad old man of willow, I also happened to complete my own affairs nearby, wanting to see if you would appear there. Then it turned out that fortunately, the elves had heard the news that you were rushing to, otherwise I would not be able to show up there for help!" After Tom finished speaking, he lowered his head again, as if he had started to doze again, but he continued to sing his happy tune in his singing.

Looking at Tom regaining his self-entertainment look, Frodo couldn't help but ask the second question: that was the answer he wanted to know the most. "Mr. Tom, do you have any information to tell us about that evil old man, about that evil willow tree? I'm really curious about his origin."

"Frodo, are you crazy? Why do you have to ask this kind of question tonight?" Pipin and Merry suddenly sat upright. "Don't ask now! Let's talk about it tomorrow morning!"

"That's right!" said Tom. "Your companions are right. This question is not good to answer in the evening. Okay, dear guests, you should concentrate on resting. I wish you a good night's sleep until dawn! On my territory, you don't need to worry about being harassed by willows!" As soon as he finished speaking, he blew out the oil lamp, grabbed a candle and led everyone into the previous room.

Their mats and pillows were soft and comfortable, and the blankets were wool-woven. For this exhausted group of hobbits, they fell asleep as soon as they touched the pillow at the head and even pulled the blanket halfway.

.....

At midnight, Frodo was in a dream without light.

It is similar to the magical dream in the past few days, his dream protagonist can still see a tall spire standing in the center of the plain. A more ordinary bell tower is different. This spire is more like a mysterious ritual building for sacrificial rituals. Just looking at its tall tower top and its dark and deep appearance, it shows some different dark nature.

A man stood at the top of the tower. The slowly rising moon seemed to stay for him for a moment, illuminating his white hair in the wind. Evil shouts and the howlings of wolves came from the plain below. Suddenly, a shadow with giant wings flew across the air. The figure raised his arms and a ray of light shot out from his cane. A magnificent eagle swept down and grabbed him.

For a moment, a ghostly pack of wolves cried and angry roared sounds from underground. Then, there was a loud sound of extremely rapid and swift horse hooves hitting the earth. "Black Knight!" Frodo suddenly woke up, and the familiar sound of horse hooves aroused the fear in his mind. He began to doubt whether he had the courage to leave the protection of the house. He struggled to sit up, trying to prick up his ears and listen to any movements around him. However, as the owner of the house Tom promised before going to bed, the surroundings were quiet and no creature could disturb their sleep. Not long after, he fell asleep again and fell asleep deeply.

At first, Pipin slept very sweetly beside Frodo.

But I don’t know when, but the content of Pipin’s dream became extremely gloomy and dark. Perhaps it was a terrifying dream demon that made him afraid from the bottom of his heart, and he woke him up from his sleep.

However, even though Pipin had woken up from the nightmare, he could still hear the sound of disturbing his dream: "Dongdong, squeak!" The sound seemed to be the branches of an old tree dancing in the wind, knocking on the windows and walls.

Hearing the horror of the willow tree imprisoning him during the day, Pipin's sleepiness that had just been a little troubled just now disappeared completely. The nightmare content echoed in his mind almost made him nervous, and he could only check the situation around him in panic. He sat up and confirmed that he was lying on the soft cushion, so he lay down with confidence. He seemed to hear Tom's promise before: "Don't be afraid! Sleep until dawn! Don't worry about the noise of strange sounds at night!" After such tortuous struggles, he fell into sleep again.

As for Meili, his sleeping condition was not much better. Unlike Frodo's strange dark dream, his nightmare was that he was trapped in a deep river and struggled continuously. For Meili, being alone and having no companions could help him escape from the painful nightmare of suffering was indeed a top nightmare that hit his weakness. All nightmare, Meili, who had nightmares, rolled around like a fried egg that was constantly stir-fried.

Sam was the only one of everyone who had not woken up all night and had nightmares. In Frodo's view, perhaps it was because of his optimistic and open-minded mentality that he could be so carefree no matter what tension he faced.
Chapter completed!