Thorin knew Mo Tie's identity, and he was not as depressed as others.

"Hurry up, we cannot be delayed by a thief. Do we have to rely on a thief to steal the dragon's teeth when we stand in front of Smaug?"

No one complained anymore. After a night of rest, everyone quietly left Bilbo's house because the timid Hobbit was still asleep in his bedroom.

Bahrain put the contract on the table, which was the last effort.

Fifteen horses and all the supplies were ready, and everyone got on the horse and set off slowly.

Mo Tie noticed that the dwarves opened a plate and bet whether Bill Bo would catch up. He also joined in the fun: "Mr. Bahrain, I will give out ten gold coins, and the thief is right behind, and I will be able to keep up soon."

"Mr. Ian, thank you for your gold coins."

This was Fili's voice, and it was obvious that he could not.

Thorin walked in front with a serious face, and he would not forbid his subordinates such a thing.

As soon as he walked out of the territory of Charles, a shout came from behind: "Wait!"

Everyone stopped the horses.

I saw Bilbo rushing to Bahrain with the contract excitedly and said, "I signed it."

Everything went according to the plan, and Mo Tie also earned twenty gold coins.

Bilbo was arranged at the pony behind Mo Tie. For the Hobbit who was not wary of his first trip, he needed the best placement.

On the sparse forest path in the early morning, there were hares eating grass. When they heard the sound of horse hooves, they bumped into Bilbo's pony in a panic and rushed away.

Bilbo smiled happily: "Haha, the rabbit outside is not smarter than Charlete."

Mo Tie said with a "shhh": "Mr. Bilbo, the rabbit will only dare to come out to move out secretly at this time, because the wild wolf is resting. You'd better not be too loud, otherwise the wild wolf is more willing to taste the Hobbit with a lot of meat."

Bilbo covered his mouth in fear.

After walking all day, they didn't meet a wild wolf. Bilbo dared not doubt Mo Tie's words. He did see a faint green eye flashing in the woods beside the road. Maybe he saw too many dwarves, so he didn't pounce on him.

The outside world slowly unveils the veil of its warmth.

For the first outdoor camping, Bilbo missed his hot coffee and blankets, as well as knitted handkerchiefs.

The dwarves brought out a piece of raw beef from their luggage, forked it with branches, put it on the fire and roasted it directly, sprinkled some coarse salt and started tearing it up.

Bilbo was not used to it. He turned to Gandalf, but saw the wizard gnawing on the charlatan. Only the elf was not that rude, eating a piece of bread with cheese and a black bottle in his hand.

"Bilbo, don't you prepare supper? Try my bread, bought in the town of Brie, where the butter bread is famous."

Motie noticed Bilbo's dilemma, who made the dwarves eat all the food for Bilbo the whole winter last night?

"Thank you, Mr. Ion."

Bilbo took Mo Tie's bread and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

After Mo Tie finished eating the bread in his hand, he also took the lamb leg handed over by Qili and started eating it.

"Bilbo, forget your knife and fork and teaspoon. In the wild, you need to eat enough meat to use the most effective way. This will ensure that you have the strength to deal with the beasts that want to eat you."

Mo Tie pointed at the Hobbit.

Gandalf and Thorin looked at all this, but had different opinions.

"Gandalff, can Bilbo really go to the Lone Mountain? I have some doubts."

"Don't doubt, Thorin, my snitch is the best, his grandfather is, and so is he."

At night, slowly passing by the howling of wolves in the distance, the bonfire was burning quietly, dispelling the beast's attempts.

After walking like this for a few days, Bilbo gradually got used to simple barbecue and encountered an attack from a pack of wolves.

Only then did he realize how good the elves are at archery.

Mo Tie assembled his longbow and took out nine arrows from the quiver with his right hand. He put them all on the strings, and controlled several arrows between each finger, leaving Bilbo inexplicably.

This is the true Nine Heavens Divine Arrow Technique of the Demon Sect. You can shoot nine arrows at one depth at a time.

Obviously, Mo Tie has mastered it.

The wolves sent more than a dozen pioneers to attack tentatively. As soon as they showed their heads, they only heard a few sobs. Ten wolf corpses rolled around twice, motionless, and became dead dogs.

The remaining wolves were so scared that they turned over and ran away, and the wolves scattered in a blink of an eye.

The dwarves were also scared. They had never seen such archery techniques. Fortunately, they were their teammates rather than enemies.

Fili and Qili quickly dismounted, sorted out the dead wolf, packed it and took it away, and then disposed it at the next camping site, so that they could add a few more days of rations.

By the way, they also washed the elf arrows on the wolf and returned them to Mo Tie.

Bilbo felt more excited than fear. The first time he saw such a wonderful bow and arrow technique was even more interesting than the golf ball invented by his grandfather Took.

"Mr. Ion, is every elves as powerful as you?"

Mo Tie carefully checked the arrow and found that it was not serious. He took back the quiver before answering Bilbo's question: "I don't know. Until three months ago, I haven't seen a few elves."

Then, Bilbo knew that Mo Tie was just a wandering traveler, and couldn't help but think fortunately: Even if I give me such skills, I wouldn't be willing to spend my whole life wandering at the price.

One day at noon, Gandalf saw a wooden house from afar, on the bank of the river.

At this time, there was no more coarse salt in the team and they needed supplies. The huts on the river bank often mean temporary residences for fishermen or hunters, where there would always be months of reserves.

The dwarves speed up their pace, hoping to make a deal with the hunter.

When he was about to reach the hut, Mo Tie took off the long bow on his body, put the bowstrings away, and broke them into two long knives.

Bilbo found it strange, what was he doing?

Soon, he knew the answer.

Devalin wanted to knock on the door and see if the hunter was at home. As soon as he approached the door, he was so scared that he retreated repeatedly.

"Bear!"

He shouted loudly, but the giant bear in the room also heard the sound.

"roar!"

A huge bear roar came out, and the dwarves dismounted, protected the horses behind them, held weapons, and blocked them on the side of the cottage.

The giant bears in the wild are more than three meters tall and very strong. They can easily slap the barrels of iron hoops with one palm.

This is not good news for a dwarf who is one meter tall.

Gandalf signaled Mo Tie with his eyes to prepare him and take action in time at critical moments, so that the dwarves could not reduce their staff here.

Mo Tie nodded and took out the long knife in his hand.
Chapter completed!