Chapter 803

At Zhao Mai's command, gardener long turns his head left and right to find the neural network node on the soil. Then he jumps over and wraps his tail around it to send electrical signals. "Yes, there's a bug team nearby. I'll let them turn around to save some distance. Boss, I've also received a message that Saruman, serandis and zeratu have arrived at talion fort and are looking for you. "

"How did the three of them get together?" The second monk Zhao Mai couldn't find his head. Once out of the "plot", Zhao Mai is a little confused, after all, he does not have the first-class analytical ability. "However, if you can come to me, you should not come to deal with me - unless Saruman has bewitched serandis and zeratu, maybe only serandis, zeratu..."

Xiaohua covers her mouth and laughs. In listening to her sister's words, Zhao Mai is not qualified to talk about zelatu. However, in other words, the age of Wu Shu is tens of thousands of years older than Zhao Mai. Xiaohua is not a sister, but she is just a little younger.

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

Zhao Mai takes a look at the grain reserve. The dog is urging him to get on the road, otherwise he will lose his target easily. So Zhao Mai shook his head: "let yuandinglong receive them and ask what's the matter. If you're sure you're here to help, let them come to me. "

"Well, that's fine."

Therefore, the reserve grain walked in front, nose sniffing around, a confident look. Zhao Mai also has a strong sense of smell, but he has been sniffing red nose, but also did not smell the smell of halflings. From time to time, he turned around and wagged his tail, looking very proud.

They live in the Northern Wilderness of Mordor, which has been shrouded in dark clouds for thousands of years, almost without grass. The ash that the doomsday volcano once erupted into the sky kept falling down, covering the place with black over time. In low-lying places, the accumulated volcanic ash is like snow, crunching on it. "It hasn't rained here for many years, and it hasn't even washed away."

Xiaohua shakes her head. How can she know such a thing. The whole north of Mordor is not suitable for the growth of plants, so the surrounding environment makes her feel very uncomfortable. The thin natural force, which is also mixed with the smell of corruption (in fact, evil will) that she hates, can only be alleviated a little when she is in the land.

But for the sake of Zhao Mai, I have to follow him. Xiaohua sits on the grain reserve in the form of virtual shadow, saving the physical strength of yuandinglong. She had to keep an eye on Zhao Mai so that he would not be affected by the ring.

A big hand was placed on his head, and then the surging natural force enveloped the flower. "Is that more comfortable? My ability system is quite complex, and can be transformed from one to another. As long as I have enough to eat, there is no lack of natural force. If the surrounding environment is not comfortable, just tell me, don't mention it, OK? "

Xiaohua nodded her head and gave a sweet hum. But this happy mood was slightly affected by yuandinglong: Zhao Mai's natural force is most suitable for Z worm's preference, so the yuandinglong who followed them fell down and hugged Zhao Mai's arm with a puff.

Xiaohua immediately took over yuandinglong's body, and lay down on Zhao Mai's back, dragging his neck. Anyway, there is a natural force environment. Zhao Mai has to pay for this. How can Xiaohua be comfortable.

The only real job is to reserve grain, the rest are in the spring outing. Especially after several carrying insects came, Zhao Mai directly sat on the beetle's carapace and ate the Legion bread beside him. Poor grain reserves, sniffing while walking, humming and sniffing as if crying.

In the afternoon, they found a burrow, shallow and deep below the ground, probably where pangolins or lizards once lived. There are traces of large excavation in the cave, and the removed soil is carefully hidden around and evenly spread. Zhao Mai motioned to move the insects away from the scene. He uses psychic powers to fly by himself, floating in the air to check the traces on the ground.

"Halflings have slept here. Look at their footprints. Although very shallow, like a heel, but there is a little hairy feeling, the size is almost the same. You are really good at storing grain! "

"They had a rest in the burrow, where there were neat marks of blankets. Eh, there is also a small straw bag, which is... " Zhao Mai used his psionic power tentacle to pull the empty straw bag from the bottom of the cave, put it under his nose and smelled it: "it seems that Legion bread mixed with other meats, salted fish and Rabbit

Grain reserves nodded, appreciating Zhao Mai's sense of smell. It can finally take advantage of this time to rest, is lying on the back of the carrying insects to receive the gardener dragon's massage, by the way to eat some army bread to fill his stomach.

"Wait, there are footprints that are not halflings here!" Zhao Mai made a new discovery. About five meters away from the cave, he found another kind of footprints, slender soles, thick and short fingers, the length of which is similar to that of a halfling, but it must be more dry and thin.

Looking carefully beside the footprints, Zhao Mai found another palm print, which was also slender and shriveled. Mordor doesn't have creatures like this. It can also exclude halflings and dwarves. So there is only one answer."Gulu? Isn't he dead? " Zhao Mai scratched his head and said to the gardener long, "order the beetle to bring Gulu's body, compare it with the trace here, and then tell me the result."

The gardener long nodded, slid down from the back of the insect, stood firmly on the ground, then raised his face and opened his mouth. Extremely low frequency sound waves can travel far and burn over obstacles. In fact, the gardener long was shouting with all his strength, but no one could hear him except Zhao Mai.

In fact, Zhao Mai did not hear it with his ears, but felt the vibration from the psionic shield. The gardener long opened his mouth and yelled for a while. His face turned red and he gasped. After a few minutes, the gardener long dangled his ears and tilted his head to listen for a while. Then he said to Zhao Mai, "boss, the news has spread out. There are jumping dogs to perform this task. But they don't know what the trace looks like, and they can't guarantee that they can complete the comparison. "

"That's easy." Zhao Mai took some soil from the ground with his psionic powers, and made a model of the mark by copying the footprints and fingerprints on the ground. When the corpse arrives, align it with the groove on the model, put the handle or foot in, and you will know if it is the same.

"The model is left here, and a carrying insect is left as a marker, and its goods are transferred to other insects, as long as they eat." Zhao Mai said to yuandinglong, "when the comparison is finished, let me know the result."

The gardener nodded and passed on the message. Without xirang, communication can only rely on roaring, but as long as it can communicate, it is better than knowing nothing. One of the porters stayed for a nap, while the others finished their rest and continued to follow the smell of stored grain.

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