Sword and Magic and Taxi

Memory is a very strange thing. There are places that you have never been to before, but a smell, a sound, or an image can evoke an inexplicable sense of familiarity, or deja vu. Fangorn Forest is like this, with thick branches, old bark, thick moss, and the feet are covered with a layer of mist containing Buddha's goat's milk. As they stepped inside, the mist quickly receded, revealing the rugged and tangled tree roots below.

Why do I seem to be in the library, wandering in the history of China? said an elf.

Of course. Fangorn Forest is the oldest forest in Middle-earth, and it is also the only ancient artifact preserved from history in the ancient forest. Glorfindel said with emotion: Although these are just trees, they are also History can be recorded like a rock. So your feelings are not wrong.

History has always been thick, so other parts of Fangorn Forest are a bit thinner, such as air. When they went deep into the woods, away from Isengard and Saruman and leaving the orcs far behind, everyone was surrounded by the thickness here and felt a little breathless. The elves consciously slowed down until they gradually stopped. Indeed, everyone has reached their limit and it’s time to take a rest.

Elves are never short of food and drink in the forest, and legend has it that they can even talk to trees. Glorfindel smiled and said those were all rumors, and the elves only used experience. However, Zhao Mai could indeed talk to trees, and he quickly figured out the surrounding situation and led everyone to a forest clearing.

He reached out and dug from the root system of a big tree, removed the soil, and the spring water came out from there. It only took ten minutes to go from turbid to clear. Fill the kettles and tidy up yourself. Soon you will meet one of the oldest species on the entire continent.

You can let the tree people come to see us? This is incredible. Glorfindel said: Although the tree people awaken after the elves, they are before the dwarves. They are always independent, self-contained, and do not ally with anyone. Nor are they enemies of anyone. Even the elves can only talk to them, but cannot give them orders. If it were not for curiosity, the tree people would not take the initiative to show up in front of us - when they are still, It’s like a big tree, you can’t tell them apart at all.”

Oh, they will listen to me, because I use the language of the tree people. Zhao Mai found a root system of a big tree and sat down, pounding his thighs with his fists to relax his muscles. Okay, it's safe here. Fangorn Forest has its own domain, and no magic from the outside can enter now, whether it's Saruman or Sauron.

So powerful? Couldn't this place be turned into a fortress against darkness and evil?

Of course not. Everything in the world is connected. If the air, water and soil are all polluted by evil, the trees will not be spared. In war, there are always only survivors, no survivors. Drink some water first, I will look at you I am also very tired. This look does not look like that of Lord Golden Flower.

Glorfindel smiled, stretched out his hand to push back the scattered hair on his forehead, pulled out a ribbon from somewhere and tied it up, and then let a strand of hair hang down from each temple, immediately regaining his handsome appearance. Zhao Mai shook his head: It's easy to handle if you have good looks and a good foundation. How are you like me?

He patted the top of his head and returned to his human form. No longer an orc, no longer an elf, and certainly not a human. This is my true appearance.

Glorfindel couldn't help but frowned when he looked at Zhao Mai. His fingers were trembling slightly, and then he slowly shook his head. Maybe it's because the smell of this forest is a little weird. Why do I feel like I've seen your face somewhere? But if I think about it carefully, I can't remember it.

Are you face-blind? Are human faces very close to elves? Or is my face too popular?

No, that's not the case. Glorfindel seemed to have trouble letting go of this problem. He sat across from Zhao Mai, looking at him every once in a while, and then immersed in the memories of the past.

The elves went out in twos and threes without going far, and soon brought back some food from the forest for everyone to share. Nuts are the most popular thing. Although they have become a bit dry after most of the winter, the strong aroma is enough to soothe everyone's emotions. The scent also attracted two bold squirrels, who lay on the branches and looked down. Reserve Food drooled at the squirrel, but Zhao Mai didn't agree with it hunting, so he could only imagine a meat-eating drama in his mind.

When running, because the body reaches the limit, everyone feels that every minute and every second is very long. But compared with the current waiting, that time seemed a bit rushed. The elves were sped up and seemed unable to adapt to the slowed down rhythm for a while, but this rhythm was actually what they were originally.

The elf can spend a whole day slowly arranging the feathers on the arrow without feeling tired or bored at all. But now, in just one afternoon, they had completed the inspection and maintenance of all equipment at least four times, and they began to feel bored again. This restless state is not conducive to the recovery of the elves. After all, they still have many battles to participate in and many difficulties to overcome. Fortunately, they also discovered this and used soothing songs to cleanse their souls and drive away the anxiety and uncertainty. When the moon slowly rose above its head and its bright light illuminated the entire clearing, the elves returned to their natural state again.

Glorfindel kept staring at Zhao Mai's face. He didn't feel embarrassed, but Zhao Mai couldn't bear it. What on earth are you looking at? If you have really seen this face, you should have remembered it by now. And I am very sure that rescuing Frodo on the banks of the Xiangshui River was the first time we met. We must have known each other before. never seen it.

I'm sorry, I may be overestimating it, but I always have a strange idea in my heart that there is something important related to your appearance. Lord Golden Flower sat up straight and breathed a long sigh of relief: When are we going to do this? Can we see the tree people?

They have received the news and are on their way here. Such a big guy can't get up quickly in such a dense forest. I estimate that we will be able to see them by noon tomorrow. However, according to the tree It is human tradition that they discuss matters very slowly. It will take at least a week to reach a conclusion and then gather forces to attack Saruman.

It's already very fast. After all, we are not far from Orthanc Tower. I can meditate tonight and clear my mind. The elf said: Starting tomorrow, all of us elves will start to resume training and prepare for battle.