The sky is getting darker and darker.

On a wide river.

The river water rustled.

In the middle of the river, a large ferry was drifting down the water quickly.

"Who are they?"

Morgan's eyes retracted from the ferry gradually distant behind him and asked at the two other young hobbits on the deck of the ship.

Although I have recognized these two people based on the memory plot.

But Morgan had never seen these two people in Habitun before.

Frodo was about to introduce Morgan, when he saw one of the two hobbits, who was a little shorter, immediately walked up to Morgan and introduced himself: "I am Piriglin Tuk, you can call me Pipin."

Pipin looked at the human in front of him and said nervously.

Like many Hobbits in Habiton, he knew this human who appeared in Bilbo Baggins' home from time to time.

He once heard from others in the tavern that this human had lived for a long time but did not look aged at all.

And just saw the other party killing the terrifying black knight and his horse into an extremely powerful posture.

Pipin immediately realized the strength of this human master.

Take risks along the way, with this person's participation, it will definitely be much safer.

Pipin has finished introducing himself.

Meili walked up to him and introduced himself: "I am Melijadak Liquor Deer."

"Just call me Merry."

Merry spoke respectfully.

Having just seen the powerful person in front of me, Meili thought about it almost the same as Pipin.

“Morgan.”

Morgan nodded at the two hobbits and spoke his name.

Meri and Pipin saw that Morgan didn't seem easy to get along with, and they came forward without being annoying, and consciously returned to their position.

It was getting darker.

The ferry quietly followed the water flow and walked downwards.

There were chandeliers hanging on the ferry, but few people never thought of turning them on.

Frodo sat next to Morgan and couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Morgan, what are those who are chasing us?"

After the words came, the other three hobbits immediately looked at each other.

Morgan took out his oak pipe, filled it with tobacco, ignited it, took a deep breath of smoke, and then spoke, "They used to be human, powerful human."

"The Dark Demon Lord Sauron gave the nine of them a ring each..."

Morgan smoked a cigarette and looked at the four hobbits in front of him slowly spoke like a story: "There are powerful powers in those nine rings."

"Those nine humans have achieved great success using the help of the Lord of the Rings..."

"Some have become kings, some have become wizards, and some have become powerful warriors..."

"The Lord of the Rings gave them powerful strength, extended their lifespan, and continued to erode their bodies."

"Finally, one day, when their bodies were completely eroded by the Lord of the Rings, they became invisible spirits and were eventually enslaved by the Demon Lord Sauron."

“Forever enslavement…”

"They are ring spirits between life and death..."

"They can sense the existence of the Lord of the Ring at any time..."

"They are attracted by the Supreme Lord of the Ring, so they keep chasing you."

Morgan slowly exhaled smoke, looked at Frodo beside him and whispered something only two people could hear: "Unless it is absolutely necessary, remember not to bring the Lord of the Ring."

After Morgan finished speaking, Frodo looked at Morgan beside him with confusion.

He remembered that Gandalf said in the bottom hole that he must not bring the Lord of the Ring.

Why does Uncle Morgan say this now?

But Morgan seemed to have not seen Frodo's gaze, nor did he mean to explain, and was smoking his own cigarette.

The ferry flows quietly.

Meiri sat at the stern, fiddling with the oars from time to time, keeping the ferry from moving forward smoothly.

At this time.

"Gugugugu..."

A loud sound of hunger suddenly came from Sam's belly.

Seeing everyone's eyes instantly focused on him.

Sam was about to say something.

His hunger sound just now seemed like a summoning.

"Gugugugu..."

"Gugugugu..."

Frodo and Pipin also shouted in their stomachs.

The three of them looked at each other and then laughed at themselves.

It's not their fault. They have been running for a day in order to avoid the pursuit of the black knights.

I didn't eat anything at all.

I didn't feel nervous about running for my life, but I felt really hungry at this time.

Among the four hobbits, in addition to Frodo, he also carried a carry-on package.

Sam's package was taken away by Merri during the day and threw it away.

Meili and Pipin came here by chance, and they were not wrapped up on them either.

Looking at the four little hobbits in front of me.

Morgan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then waved his hand.

On the deck in front of him, a whole plate of pastries and snacks, a large bag of jerky lamb, and a small amount of fruit appeared immediately.

At the stern of the boat, Meili, who happened to see food that appeared like magic, immediately widened her eyes.

Several other Hobbits also immediately discovered the extra food in front of Morgan's deck.

Except for Frodo's expressions a little clear, Sam and Pipin's expressions were similar to those of Merry, with shock and confusion.

However, Morgan was not interested in explaining to them. After reaching out to grab a handful of mutton jerky bags, he signaled to several hobbits: "If you are hungry, eat it."

There is not much left in his dimensional ring, but there are still some.

But those foods can only be considered semi-finished products and require a bonfire to cook.

It is difficult to make a fire on the ferry, so naturally there is no need to spend that effort.

After Morgan finished speaking, the three hungry hobbits would not be polite.

They immediately walked forward and started to eat with their jerky dessert fruits.

Sam and Merippi were not familiar with Morgan and were a little afraid of Morgan, so they naturally would not talk to Morgan.

The three of them sat together and chatted while eating, and it was easy to talk about the magical scene of Morgan's food that seemed to have become.

The three of them looked at Morgan from time to time, but they didn't dare to ask more questions.

Because Frodo was Bilbo's heir, he had known Morgan for quite some time.

Of course, he was not afraid of Morgan. He took a piece of snack and sat next to Morgan and asked from time to time: "Uncle Morgan, is we going to Buli's Yuema Hotel to wait for Gandalf there this time?"

I heard Frodo talk about this.

Morgan immediately thought that Gandalf might still be on his way to Eisinger (Eisengard) at this time.

If the ring spirits were not so anxious, I could indeed take Frodo and others to wait at the Yuema Hotel.

But since the other party caught up so quickly, he must not stay in the hotel for too long.

What's more, Saruman, the white-robed wizard who controlled Aisinger, had already rebelled and joined the Dark side of Sauron's camp.

Waiting for Gandalf is just a beat.

Morgan couldn't stay in the Yuema Hotel for too long.

He went there just to pick up one person, an indispensable existence of a future ring guarding expedition: known as the "Big Stander" Aragon by Buli.

"Well, that's what Gandalf said..."
To be continued...