"Mr. Butter, is there no other way?" Frodo asked. "I think there should always be several villagers in the village who raise horses. We don't need too many ponies. If there are not many horses in the village, we can even just carry luggage. If the villagers are not willing to let us rent, it is acceptable for us to buy the ponies directly."

At the end of the talk, Frodo himself felt a little guilty. After all, it was urgent to buy at least a horse carrying luggage. And he was not sure whether the money he and his group could withstand the lions who sold horses.

At this moment when he and others are likely to miss the opportunity to buy a horse with a luggage running because they don’t bring enough money, Frodo even regretted why he didn’t listen to Gandalf when he set off, and brought more enough coins when he went out like in the past.

Oh my God! It is very likely that he can't afford to even buy a pony. As the legal heir to Bilbo Baggins's property, he encountered it for the first time he had grown up!

If we count the frustration of the journey to escort the Lord of the Ring to the Doomsday Volcano, Frodo was even more resentful. Good guy, he was afraid that he would have almost finished his life's hardship in just a few days!

However, the problem of complaining in my heart is that I try to buy a pony as much as possible. In the final analysis, the problem of trying to buy a pony still needs to be solved.

"I think your proposal is not likely to be successful, sir. You don't know that almost all the people who raise horses in the village have urgent needs for use." The shop owner said depressedly. "The entire Buli in the dialect, the tamed mounts that can be ridden by people are almost all raised in my stable, but they are all lost now. As for other camel beasts, there are not many in Buli. It is even more difficult to find a villager who is willing to rent or sell them out during such busy farming seasons. I will try my best to think of a solution. I will call Bao Bo immediately and ask him to ask you about the situation of horse rental and sales in the village."

"Okay," said the God-Strek reluctantly. "You'd better find a way quickly. I'm worried that at least a small horse would need to come with camel luggage this time. We took advantage of the darkness and left quietly and reimbursed the plan to leave quietly! This is no different from notifying everyone by beating gongs and drums! I think this must be their plan."

"The only thing that makes people feel at ease," said Merry, "at least we can sit and have a good breakfast. Let's go and find Norbert!"

When the groom Bao Bo, who was sent by the hotel owner Mr. Creambo, came back, Frodo and his group had already had three hours to finish their breakfast. During these three hours, they were so exhausted that the Hobbits who were forced to stay in the hotel were forced to stay motionless.

Bao Bo reported that there were no horses nearby that were willing to lend or sell. There was only one exception: Bill-Tooth Fern had a seat for sale. "The poor skinny horse was half hungry," Bao Bo said. "That treacherous Bill, I think he must have guessed that we were anxious to need at least one pony. If we really need to buy the thin horse, the price he offered would be outrageous."

"Bill? Why is it him again!" Frodo said. "People, please tell me that I am not worried about it, but I still want to say: Bill sold us such a thin horse that was about to starve to death at this time. He would not want to take this opportunity to deliberately slow down our pace, or the horse he trained could help him track our location, right?"

"Your worries are not unreasonable. In fact, if the old Bill himself comes, I'm afraid no one knows what he is thinking about in this action." said the God Walker. "But I really can't imagine that any animal wants to go back after leaving him. He is like his treacherous temperament who wants to take this opportunity to make a fortune when he sees his horse dying. I think even fewer horses are willing to stay away from him. The only problem is that, as Bao Bo said, Bill's horse ophthalm does not look too short of a second, and generally speaking it does not seem suitable as a pack horse for traveling far away. Forget it, I don't think we have many choices. How much does he offer?"

Bill's price was twelve silver coins; this was indeed more than three times the price. When I arrived at the place, the pony was indeed a thin and malnourished pack horse as Bao Bo said. The only thing that was not that bad was that the pony was not as tired as he was about to die of exhaustion. When the Shenxingke discussed with everyone in private, he also said that if the pony ate some tender and juicy grass, the situation would definitely recover faster.

Mr. Butterbo paid out the money out of his own pocket and gave Meri another eighteen silver coins to compensate for the other lost ponies. As Gandalf said in his letter, Mr. Butterbo was a good man who was dedicated to his friends and was extremely honest.

In fact, in the end, good people will be rewarded. Who would have thought that the cunning dark horse knights did not directly kidnap all the horses in the stable last night. They just cut off the reins of the horses and let all the ponies, including Frodo and his group, scattered. A few days later, these frightened ponies found their way and ran back to the leaping horse hotel. Cream Bo was equivalent to using thirty silver coins to exchange for five high-quality ponies with full stamina. In general, he was not at a disadvantage!

However, this is all for the future. Now Cream Bo only knows that he has lost a lot of money. Because the horse loss storm last night is far from over. When the guests in the hotel heard about what happened last night, they immediately became noisy.

In the hotel lobby, several passengers from other places also blamed the store owner for his negligence because they had lost the horse they placed in the stable and entrusted the hotel to take care of last night. Then, they found that a famous companion was also missing: the squint man who was in and out with Bill, acting sneakily. Perhaps because all this is so easy to remind people that the suspect who lost the horse mount was soon the target of the squint man.

"I think your duty to me is simply wronged by good people! Please find out that the number one suspect who lost horses is the one who came with you to stay in my hotel with you." Cream Bo said angrily. "You should bear all the losses yourself, instead of coming to me to shout. If you really want to find the real murderer who lost horses, then you might as well go to the village to find where your companion has been hiding!"

The foreign guests were gone now. After a fierce argument between them, they realized that no one knew the squinting man, nor did anyone remember when he started walking with everyone.

After breakfast, the Hobbits had to repack and pack more supplies to face the long journey ahead. By the time they finally set off, it was almost ten o'clock.

At this time, the residents of the entire Buli Village seemed to have heard of a long list of novel events that happened last night. Whether it was Frodo's sudden disappearance and sudden appearance in the hotel lobby, the Shenxingkees joined the Hobbit team and walked with them, or the disappearance of all the horse mounts in the stables of the Yuema Hotel, the residents who already like to join in the fun were even more curious about the behavior of Frodo and his group about to leave. This also led to the increasing number of villagers who lined up to watch Frodo and others leave Buli Village, and in the end they almost squeezed the road from the Yuema Hotel to the entrance of the village.

Even many hotel guests who had seen Frodo performing in the hotel lobby last night, who suddenly disappeared in public and used the fun to join in the fun and opened the blinds in the room and stuck their heads out to watch the grand scene caused by Frodo and others leaving Buli.

The Shenxingke changed his mind and decided to pretend that they and their group were going to leave Buli from the main road. After all, if they entered the wilderness in front of everyone in the beginning, it would arouse the interest of many Buli residents following them. At that time, the whereabouts of their group were completely kept secret.

Before leaving Buli Village, Frodo and his group did not forget to say goodbye to the kind and kind shop owner Mr. Creambo, who was kind and kind, and kept thanking Mr. Creambo. "Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Creambo, if possible, we will definitely come back to you to play with you some other day."

Hearing Frodo's words, Mr. Creambo nodded in emotion, then waved his hand to say goodbye to everyone.

At this moment, a large number of gates have gathered on both sides of the road leading to the gate in the village to watch the lively gates, but perhaps the village of Shenxingke made many villagers respectful. Anyway, Frodo found that at least wherever they went, the crowds next to them would consciously give them a way to walk.

The Hobbits ignored the eyes that peeked behind the door. However, as they approached the door, Frodo noticed a broken house hidden behind the high wall, the last of the houses. He glanced at the evil face with a narrow eyes in the window.

"It may have caused the squinting man from other places who we didn't have a horse to ride was hiding here! Damn it." He thought.

There was another man standing openly inside the wall. He had two thick eyebrows, a pair of tricky black eyes, and a big mouth with a contemptuous smile. This man was Bill, who had just opened his mouth and sold a thin horse to the Hobbits at a high price.

"Good morning, a long-legged man!" he said. "Det you set out so early? Have you finally found a friend?" Shen Xingke nodded but did not answer.

"Good morning, kids!" he said to the others. "I guess you know who you are with? It's that poor and innocent God-walking guest! Hum, I've heard the even worse nickname. Be careful tonight! And you, boy Sam, don't abuse my poor pony! Bah!" He spitted again.

Sam's reaction was very fast. "Bill, I advise you to remove your stinky face from me as soon as possible, otherwise you will be injured." As he said that, Sam waved his hand while Bill was stunned and puzzled, and an apple came out, hitting Bill's big nose.

A moment later, a vicious curse came from behind the wall. "It's a pity, it's a waste to smash such a delicious apple to you." Sam's pretended to be a pity made Bill feel even more angry.

After a lot of effort, everyone walked to the village gate with the crowded crowd. The children and the enthusiastic people who followed them were tired and turned back to the south gate. Even when no one was paying attention, in order to cover up their eyes, they continued to walk on the main road for several years before embarking on the road that they had originally planned to leave.

The group continued along the main road for a while until they completely threw the outline of Mount Buli completely behind them; at this time, a narrow path towards the north appeared in front of everyone. "Okay, the process of acting and walking on the main road has ended. From now on, we will leave the main road and take a remote and uneasy path." Shen Xingke said.

"But ten thousand tells us that the next path is a shortcut. I have a psychological shadow on the word shortcut now." Pipin said. "We almost finished the last time we took a shortcut through the forest."

"Don't worry, this kind of accident will not happen if I am there." Shen Xingke said with a smile. "No matter how long or short the road I chose will not have any problems." After confirming that he and others were not followed, he immediately led everyone quickly towards a lush valley.

Although the Hobbit people did not know the neighboring areas, they could still guess his plan. The God Walker should have planned to lead everyone to Achet, then cross the village from the west, and then headed straight towards Fengyunqiu as much as possible.

The best thing about this plan is to avoid the detour point of the avenue like a bend. Of course, the reason why the avenue detour is to avoid the weak water swamp; since they do not want to detour, they have to pass through the swamp. The description of this swamp by Shenxingke is really uneasy.

After making a detailed discussion on the route, the Hobbit people were probably relieved. From the extremely detailed understanding of the surrounding geographical location, they had found a qualified guide partner. Since knowing that they and others no longer had to worry about getting lost, Frodo could comfortably turn his attention to the scenery along the way instead of looking around nervously.

If it weren't for the loss of the pony last night, everyone still needed to hike, Frodo only felt that his mood would be better and lighter, rather than the pain of making fun of the suffering right now.

Of course, the scenery around is not too bad at this moment. The sun shines high, but it won’t make people sweat.
Chapter completed!