Sword and Magic and Taxi

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Hearing Zhao Mai's order, the gardener dragon turned his head left and right to find the nerve nodes on the soil, and then jumped over and wrapped his tail on it, crackling and sending signals. ? fun? Text? The novel www.lwxs520.com "found it, and there happened to be a bug team nearby. I let them turn to save some distance. Boss, I also received a message that Saruman, Cerandis and Zeratul arrived at the tower Fort Leon, looking for you."

"How did the three of them get up there?" The second monk Zhao Maizhang couldn't figure it out. Once out of the "story", Zhao Mai was a little confused, after all, he didn't have superior analytical ability. "However, if you can come to me, you should not be here to deal with me-unless Saruman confuses Serendis and Zeratul, maybe it is enough to confuse Serendis, Zeratul... "

Xiao Hua covered her mouth and laughed. Zhao Mai didn't have much right to talk about Zeratul in the matter of listening to her sister. But having said that, the age of Comprehension Tree is tens of thousands of years older than Zhao Mai, and Xiaohua is not considered a younger sister by reason, but she is only younger.

"Do you see them?" Xiaohua held back a smile, put down her hand, and asked.

Zhao Mai glanced at the food reserves, and the dog was urging him to hurry up on the road, otherwise he would easily lose his target. So Zhao Mai shook his head: "Let the gardener dragon receive them and ask what's the matter. If you are sure that you are here to help, let them come to me."

"Well, that's fine."

As a result, the food reserve walked in front, sniffing around with his nose, and his assistant chest looked like a bamboo. Zhao Mai also has a strong sense of smell, but he sucked his nose flushed, and he didn't smell the halfling. From time to time, the reserve of grain turned back and wagged his tail, looking particularly proud.

They are in the northern wilderness of Mordor, where there has been dark clouds for thousands of years, and almost no grass grows. The ashes that the Doomsday volcano once squirted into the sky continue to fall, and the upper layer of black is covered with the accumulation of time. In low-lying places, the volcanic ash piled up like snow, crunching when stepped on. "It hasn't rained here in many years, and even this thing hasn't been washed away."

Xiao Hua shook her head, how did she know such things. The whole north of Mordor is not suitable for plant growth, so the surrounding environment makes her feel very uncomfortable. The thin natural force, which is still mixed with the aura that disgusts her (in fact, the evil will), can only be slightly relieved when it is on the soil.

But for Zhao Mai, the uncomfortable must follow him. The little flower sits on the food reserve in the form of a phantom, saving the physical energy that the possessed gardener dragon needs to consume. She had to stare at Zhao Mai to prevent him from being affected by the Lord of the Rings.

A big hand was placed on top of his head, and then the surging natural force enveloped the little flower. "Is it more comfortable this way? My ability system is more complicated, and I can switch between them. As long as I'm full, there is no shortage of natural force. You can tell me if the surrounding environment is uncomfortable, are you welcome?"

Xiao Hua nodded vigorously and hummed sweetly. It's just that this kind of happy mood was slightly affected by the gardener dragon: Zhao Mai's natural force is most in line with the insect's preferences, so the gardener dragon who followed them leaned forward and hugged Zhao Mai's arm.

Xiao Hua immediately took over the body of Gardener Long, squatted down on Zhao Mai's back, and grabbed his neck. Anyway, there is a natural force environment, and Zhao Mai will be reimbursed for this consumption, so Xiaohua naturally feels comfortable.

The only real work is to reserve grain, and the rest are out in the spring. Especially after a few transporting insects came, Zhao Mai directly sat on the insect's carapace, eating with the legionnaire bread beside him. Poor reserve food, sniffing and walking, humming and sneering like crying.

In the afternoon, they found a hole in the ground shallowly below the ground, most likely a pangolin or lizard’s nest. There are large traces of excavation in the hole, and the removed soil is carefully hidden around and spread evenly. Zhao Mai motioned to move the insects a little further away and don't damage the scene. He supported himself with psychic powers and flew over, floating in the air to check the traces on the ground.

"Halflings have slept here. Look at their footprints. Although they are shallow, they seem to be heels, but they have a little furry feeling and are about the same size. Reserve food, you are really good!"

"They rested in the underground cave. There are neat traces of blankets here. Hey, there is also a small straw bag inside...." Zhao Mai used his psychic tentacles to pull the empty thatch bag out of the innermost cave. Put it under your nose and smell it: "It seems that the legionnaire bread is mixed with other meat. There are salted fish and... rabbits?"

Reserve grain nodded, expressing appreciation for Zhao Mai's sense of smell. It can finally take a break at this time, lying on the back of the carrier to receive the gardener's dragon massage, and eat some legionary bread to fill its stomach by the way.

"Wait, there are halfling footprints here!" Zhao Mai had a new appearance. About five meters away from the hole, he found another kind of footprints, slender soles, stubby fingers, about the same length as a halfling, but definitely more dry and thin.

After searching carefully beside the footprints, Zhao Mai found another palmprint, which was also slender and shriveled. Mordor has no creatures like this, and halflings and dwarves can also be excluded. So there is only one answer.

"Guru? Isn't he dead?" Zhao Mai scratched his head and said to the gardener dragon: "Order Zergling to bring Guru's body over, compare it with the traces here, and tell me the result."

The gardener dragon nodded, slid off the worm's back, stood firmly on the ground, then raised his face and opened his mouth. Very low frequency sound waves can travel far and have a strong ability to burn through obstacles. The Gardener Dragon was actually shouting with all his strength, but no one could hear him except Zhao Mai.

Zhao Mai didn't actually hear it with his ears, but the Psionic Shield felt the vibration~www.NovelMTL.com~ The gardener Long opened his mouth and shouted for a while, his face flushed, and he panted hard. After a few minutes, the gardener dragon shook his ears, tilted his head and listened for a while, and then said to Zhao Mai: "Boss, the news has spread, and there is already a jumping dog to perform this task. But they don't know the traces. What it looks like, there is no guarantee that the comparison can be completed."

"That's easy to handle." Zhao Mai took some soil from the ground with psychic powers, and copied all footprints and handprints on the ground to make a model of the imprint. When the corpse arrives, align the handle or foot in the groove on the model to know if it's the same.

"Leave the model here, let only the worms be used as markers, and transfer its goods to other worms, as long as they eat." Zhao Mai said to the gardener Long: "When the comparison is over, I will be notified of the result. ."

The gardener dragon nodded and passed the news. Without the soil, communication can only rely on shouting, but as long as it can communicate, it is better than knowing nothing. Only the worms were transported and stayed for a nap. The others finished their rest and continued to follow the smell of the stored food.

Zhao Mai still couldn't smell the halfling, so he admired the grain reserves even more.