Chapter 328

"I'm really excited!" Tolkien was still talking about it as he sat in the car. He arrived at BlackBerry Manor on horseback, and it was obviously too dangerous for him to ride back not too far from the front line. In this matter, greendevo did not want to protect him, but said "Bon Voyage". Zhao Mai just invited him to his car.

"Your car is magical. It's bigger inside than outside!" Tolkien has obviously generated an explanation for everything in his mind, which greatly saves Zhao Mai's words.

"This is Addo, my driver, and that is dogian, the maid." "But most of the time I like to drive myself," Zhao said

"Nice to meet you. You have a polite and excellent host. He really doesn't look like the Oriental I know." Tolkien said, "I remember..."

"I think you'd better not talk about this topic, as long as you know that I'm different from the Chinese in your impression. In a way, I have to say, I'm a century ahead of them. " Zhao Mai didn't want to touch this topic. He wanted to cut off his ties with his motherland for the time being, especially after 1919. Otherwise, he might attract the attention of the detached people. The old man had reminded him of this many times.

"Well, I respect your wishes." Tolkien just felt that he couldn't see it enough, couldn't understand it, couldn't figure it out. "Magic, magic," he muttered to himself. "Can you imagine that there is a magic school in England, and I can go there to study?"

"As far as I know, it's for the magician's children. We are both in our twenties. Don't you feel embarrassed?"

"Yes, but aren't you still there?" "Embarrassment is nothing," Tolkien said with a smile. You may not know, this is my most relaxed day since the winter of 16. "

"Ah, the battle of the Somme." Zhao Mai nodded: "most of your good friends died there. That must be terrible."

"I remember shouting when we went: Mom, be proud of me. But when my friend died, he called for his mother, but he was not proud of me, he just wanted to go home. I went with six of my best friends. Three died on the battlefield and one died in the hospital. I went back to England with the other, but some of us died in the Somme river Tolkien stopped, took a pipe out of his arms and held it directly in his mouth without lighting it. "Broken arms and legs can also be fitted with prosthetics. What about the disabled soul? After all, there is no prosthesis for the soul! My friend wants to get out of this terrible world. He has already had the experience of aiming his gun at himself three times, once in his mouth, once in his temple and once in his heart. The only thing that made him not pull the trigger was that he was worried about letting me live in this world alone, more miserable and lonely than him. I hope that magic, or only magic, can complete the soul and restore our original peace. "

"Are you married?"

"Of course, I was married before I joined the army. I think Edith, who I love deeply, is the spirit of my life. The only reason why I didn't have a gun at myself like my good friend. Do you know what a spirit is? "

"Probably..." When Zhao Mai considered the present age, especially the familiar words such as elves, dwarves and orcs, which had not been given great significance by Tolkien, he could only nod his head and explain: "I can know the meaning of this word through your tone."

"It's a great talent." Tolkien said: "I admit that the harvest of love saved me, but no matter how strong the arm is, it can't make up for the disability of the leg. Grasping accurately doesn't mean standing firmly."

"Can magic be different?" Although Zhao Mai didn't want to pour cold water on him, he still had to pave the way for him. Even if there is magic, it's still human, and it's still suffering.

"It's magic after all. It's different, isn't it?" Tolkien said, "what could be better than to regain the opportunity?"

Sometimes it's better not to feel hopeless for the second time than to get a chance again - this idea is too pessimistic, so Zhao Mai certainly won't say it. He looked at the road ahead and said to Tolkien, "well, our targets are all Hogwarts and magic, but how can we get there? I got to BlackBerry manor because I got lost, but I don't know how to get to England. "

"Turn left at the intersection ahead and go to the barracks first." Tolkien said: "I was retired, but I applied for the front-line identity - I think the advantage of writing something is useful. I know the commander there, so I put the camp there. You can't go to England like this. You will be treated as a spy in all probability

"Can you handle my identity?"

"I can't, but George V can, either on paper or in gold." Tolkien said, "francs are fine. The ruble was ok, but you know, there was a riot there at the end of last year and the tsar was overthrown. "

"Revolution, not riot." Zhao Mai corrects the right way.

"There is no difference between the two words in terms of economic impact alone."

"I have neither pounds nor francs, but I have precious stones and gold." Zhao Mai laughs and Tolkien laughs. These things are better.Zhao Mai drove into the camp of the British and French allied forces and was immediately welcomed. In Tolkien's description, he is "a fallen prince from an ancient oriental mysterious family, who meets accidentally on the edge of the battlefield. Because of Tolkien's linguistic talent, they finally established contact and were invited to visit Great Britain by him. "

I really want to throw my eyes away. How can anyone believe this kind of story? But Zhao Mai forgot that it was 1918, and this kind of story has a great market. And Tolkien was a master of fantasy literature (the future), and his description was soon "officially recognized.". After Zhao Mai proved his wealth, especially his exotic jewelry (for all the people on earth) and generously gave it to the army, all his troubles were solved.

Letters of introduction, signatures, and Legion stamps are the best passes of our time, with no photos on them - no one will lavishly take photos of everyone and print them on them, which will take years to come.

However, Zhao Mai found that the most popular is always the silent doji'an, never himself. It's a bad thing and a good thing that he's suspected of not being able to speak English or French at all, or any other language of the civilized world, or at least avoid a lot of unnecessary questioning. Tolkien's higher education and his former military status make him very comfortable in the military camp, not to mention that the commander here has served with him in a regiment, and he is regarded as a "comrade in arms who has never met". As long as Tolkien guarantees that mcronho is not a spy, he is not.

Besides, who would let an oriental face be a spy in Europe?