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Chapter 168 Morgan's Nightmare, Parting Ways!

When the welcome banquet in the open-air garden ended.

It was already dark.

Rivendell was brightly lit.

Under the leadership of elf attendants.

Morgan Turrell and Bilbo Gandalf walked towards the arranged accommodation.

Because of the relationship between Gandalf and the Eldron lord.

Going back to Rivendell was like coming home to Gandalf.

So, Gandalf has a default long-term home here.

Every time he came here, Gandalf lived in that room.

Even though Gandalf sometimes did not come to Rivendell for years, that room was still vacant for Gandalf.

Anyway, Rivendell is big enough, and it's not a big deal to have a room vacant for Gandalf.

The last time Bilbo had been with the expedition.

Because it wasn't pleasant enough to live in a house with the dwarves.

Surely not this time.

Walk into the large room and lie on the delicate and soft big bed exuding the smell of sunshine.

Bilbo became immensely more relaxed.

Finally slept in such a soft and comfortable bed again.

Although it is still not as comfortable as sleeping at home.

But it was the second time, no, the first time since Bilbo set off with the expedition to take part in the adventure.

Even the last time he was here, he slept in a room with a group of dwarves, which made Bilbo feel uncomfortable.

This time I don't have that worry.

God is pitiful.

During this adventure trip that lasted for more than half a year.

That is, the temporary residence in Rivendell can make Bilbo feel that this is the meaning of adventure.

Those experienced in other times are beyond what normal people can bear.

While Bilbo was lying in his room sighing.

In another large room not too far apart.

Morgan opened the door with the female elf Tariel and walked into the room.

Originally, the elves of Rivendell prepared rooms for each of Morgan and Tariel.

But how can men and women who are in a passionate love period be willing to separate.

So Morgan turned down another room.

It was the same room he had lived in when he was last in Rivendell.

He was still very impressed with the various furnishings in the room.

"click"

Close the door of the room.

Tariel immediately took off the longbow and arrows on his back, took off his leather armor, and then went straight to the big bed in the room and lay down on it.

"call"

"Finally arrived at Rivendell, finally able to rest for a while"

Tauriel lay on his back on the soft big bed and sighed softly.

Not far away.

Morgan, who was removing the equipment on his body, looked at Tauriel, who was lying on the bed and could still see the curve of his chest, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised.

Then he speeded up and took off the long bow and arrow on his back, the long sword and short sword on his waist, and even the dagger on his leg.

Just taking off the weapons and equipment on the body is not enough.

Morgan quickly took off the clothes on his body, and then walked quickly to the bed.

……

"Crackling..."

Dry wood crackled and crackled in the vigorous campfire.

Firelight illuminates the darkness.

In the garden corridor not far from the gate of Morgan's house.

The bonfire is strong.

The three of Morgan Tarriel and Bilbo were sitting around the campfire.

Directly above the campfire, a rich white soup was bubbling in a skillet.

Beside the bonfire, several fresh fish marinated with salt and spices with their scales removed are placed on the tray rack.

At this time, the three of them were each holding a barbecue skewer to skewer fish, preparing to barbecue.

It has been more than half a month since I came to Rivendell.

this half month.

Bilbo felt that this was the most relaxed and happiest time he had ever had since his adventures in the Shire.

Breakfast, lunch, even afternoon tea, dinner.
Although I can't eat seven or eight meals a day like I did in Shire.

But considering still venturing out there.

Compared with the previous adventure road, three meals a day were not guaranteed most of the time.

Now Bilbo was quite content to eat four or five meals a day.

Except for the happiest mealtimes.

For the past two weeks, Bilbo has spent most of the time in Rivendell's library.

There are not only a large collection of various books, but also a large number of commemorative ancient relics handed down from a long time ago.

This made Bilbo, who likes reading and knowledge, very satisfied.

In addition, Bilbo will also wander around in Rivendell to enjoy the beautiful scenery here.

Then there was the occasional evening get-together with Morgan Gandalf.

like now.

And for Gandalf who has been either busy or on the busy road.

For half a month.

Although it is nominally to play in Rivendell.

But often no one can be seen.

In addition to chatting and drinking with my friend Eldron Elf Lord from time to time, and gathering with Morgan Bilbo.

In the middle of the journey, Gandalf actually went out for a while.

Although it took less than a few days to return to Rivendell again.

But it also speaks to how busy Gandalf is.

They are also the guardians of wizards who descended to Middle Earth from Maya.

He is much busier than the others.

As for Morgan and Tariel.

These two are really here to play.

Make love in Lonely Mountain, and then rush to Rivendell with Gandalf and Bilbo non-stop after making love.

Compared to the other two, Morgan Turrell is more like a couple's vacation.

For more than half a month.

During the day, all kinds of sightseeing in Rivendell.

Lying in bed at night, cuddling with each other, chatting and sleeping.

Carefree, forget all foreign affairs troubles.

During these ten days.

Not only Tauriel felt unprecedented ease, joy and happiness.

So does Morgan.

All kinds of career pressure before coming to this world.

Various survival pressures after coming to this world.

until now.

In a fairytale-like beautiful and comfortable environment like Rivendell.

It was only then that Morgan felt truly relaxed from the bottom of his heart.

And Tauriel's company also gave him a taste of what love is.

"Grumbling."

The fresh fish soup tumbling in the cooking pot exudes an attractive aroma.

Bilbo skewered the palm-sized fish and began to roast it on the bonfire. He looked up at the empty road ahead and said, "It seems that Gandalf won't be able to come today."

"Gandalf is not like us."

Morgan on the opposite side gave the skewer of the skewered fish to Tauriel beside him, picked up a marinated fish and skewered it again, and continued: "He can't be as leisurely as we are."

"I know that."

"It's just a pity."

As Bilbo was talking, he suddenly smelled the fish soup boiling in the cooking pot, took a deep breath and said immediately, "Well, this fish is really fresh!"

"Of course, the fish in the galloping Xiangshui River are stronger than the fish in other places, so they are naturally fresher and taste better."

Hearing Bilbo's words, Morgan smiled and said.

The fish cooked in the pot and the fish marinated on the grill are all spoils that Morgan took Tauriel to catch in the Xiangshui Hanoi, the ring river in Rivendell today.

Morgan has a certain interest in fishing.

Since the last time here, Gandalf took him once to fish in the Rumbling River.

He couldn't forget the fish in the Xiangshui River.

Because the mouth of the fish here is so good, this kind of fish that is similar to the big crucian carp in the previous life can't stop at all.

How can Morgan bear this.

So now he has to go fishing every two days.

One fishing at a time is a whole day.

Now, even Tariel, who is an elf, has been caught by him with interest.

This morning, before Morgan went fishing, he met Gandalf and told him to get together tonight.

Who knew that Gandalf hadn't been seen yet.

"Bilbo, don't you get tired of spending time in the library every day?"

"Do you want me to take you to try fishing together tomorrow?"

Morgan put the fish skewered in his hands on the bonfire, looked up at Bilbo and asked with a smile.

"Try fishing."

Hearing Morgan's words, Bilbo was slightly taken aback.

Speaking of which, Shire has a beautiful environment and abundant water resources, making it a good place for fishing.

Because of the leisurely life, there are many hobbits in the Shire who like to fish.

But Bilbo was one of the few who had no interest in fishing.

At this time, Morgan asked.

Bilbo just thought for a while and then made a decision: Maybe he should have the courage to try it.

Thinking of this, Bilbo shook his head and said, "Of course you won't get tired of reading. There are too many books here."

"But fishing sounds good to me Morgan."

"Of course, this is an activity that allows you to calm down and feel the world."

"Okay then, call me for fishing tomorrow."

"Haha, that's right, I believe you won't regret it after you try it."

"But before fishing, we have to make a fishing rod for you."

Morgan and Bilbo chatted.

At this time, a familiar hearty laughter came from behind: "Who wants to make fishing rods?"

Several people in front of the bonfire immediately raised their heads.

Just in front of him, Gandalf was talking and laughing with the elf lord Eldron.

"Gandalf, I thought you couldn't come again today."

Bilbo spoke at once.

"Sorry, it was really delayed last time."

Gandalf smiled and said.

As the two approached.

Morgan reached out and took two roasting forks and handed them over, saying, "Since they're all here, there can't be any of these fish left on the plate."

Gandalf took the roasting fork and smiled immediately when he saw more than a dozen fish left on the grill: "It seems that you have a bumper harvest today, Morgan."

"Of course, this is also thanks to the rich resources in the river in front of Master Elon's house."

"I've been thinking about it for a long time before I came here."

"Haha, it seems Morgan you are here for fishing."

"It's one of the purposes"

"Sit down, you two, there's wine here."

"upside down"

"cheers."

The moonlight is gentle and the bonfire is strong.

A group of people sat around the bonfire and chatted happily, grilled fish, and tasted wine.

It was an ordinary day for Morgan in Rivendell.

half a month later.

Morning in Rivendell.

It was just getting brighter.

On the branches in the garden, in the sky.

All kinds of crisp birdsong can be heard everywhere.

Bilbo was already standing in front of Morgan's room with a bucket in his hand, a big hood on his head, and a fishing rod on his shoulder.

"bang bang bang"

"bang bang bang"

There was banging outside the room.

The room was still silent.

"Morgan."

"Morgan."

Standing and shouting for a long time, Bilbo was not disappointed when there was still no movement. Then he held the wooden bucket containing the fish, carried the fishing rod and hummed a little song, and walked forward on the road ahead.

With the sound of footsteps away.

in the house behind him.

A voice suddenly rang out.

"Has Bilbo gone?"

"Let's go, I didn't hear the sound."

Two voices sounded, a man and a woman.

On the big bed, Morgan lifted the quilt covering his head, and said with pain and depression on his face: "What a crime!"

"Now there is no morning that I can sleep peacefully."

"I knew I shouldn't have taught Bilbo to fish in the first place."

Morgan covered his face and cried out in pain.

That night a few months ago.

Morgan kindly invites Bilbo to join him in fishing.

But he never thought that from that day on, it would become his nightmare.

Lots of activities.

Novices who have just learned are addicted.

Such as playing ball, playing iron, playing mahjong, driving.
But Morgan didn't expect that Bilbo was the most addicted among them.

Since teaching Bilbo to fish.

Bilbo no longer looked at the scenery, nor the antiques in Rivendell, nor even the books in the library.

From the day I learned to fish.

He began to go fishing in the Xiangshui River in front of Rivendell every day, rain or shine.

Bring your own dry food and drinks, and one fishing is often a day.

If you say you fish, go ahead and fish, since you have nothing to do anyway.

But you can't knock on my door every day, can you?

Bilbo got up very early every day now, before dawn.

Then he took the fishing tackle and went to the door of Morgan's room and knocked on it, asking Morgan to go fishing.

It's just that Morgan's occasional fishing is to cultivate his sentiment and pass the time.

He's not a fishing maniac.

Early in the morning, it was so comfortable to hug Tauriel under the quilt.

He would not be like Bilbo.

It's just that Bilbo has been in this situation for more than ten days.

"No, when Bilbo comes back today, I must have a word with him."

Looking at the exquisite ceiling above his head, Morgan muttered to himself.

Tariel on the side looked at his man's depressed appearance, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

At this moment, Morgan suddenly turned his head, and saw a schadenfreude smile on his woman's face.

So, Morgan became angry, he immediately turned over and pressed on the female elf and said viciously: "Okay!"

"How dare you laugh at your man, see if I don't punish you severely today"

"I want you to know why the flowers are so red"

"Why are sunflowers so yellow"

In the quiet room, the noise of playfulness quickly disappeared.

Immediately, there was a very rhythmic creaking sound of the shaker.

On this peaceful morning.

It seems that even time has slowed down.

When the weather in Rivendell is getting warmer.

When the green trees and flowers in the mountains and plains in the distance sprout new buds.

When the primroses sang over the valley of Imlaris.

three months.

Passed by.

Spring is coming in Middle-earth.

ten days later.

The huge plaza at the foot of Rivendell Hill was bustling with activity.

The elf lord Eldron was saying his final farewell to the four-person team in front of him.

It didn't take long.

When the four-person team rode across the long bridge over the Xiangshui River.

Then the two separated before the intersection.

Then they galloped away in different directions.

(End of this chapter)