The place where the expedition leader said was not far away, and there was really an oak forest of two or three square kilometers in size. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The oak trees are leafy and towering into the sky. The sun is not transparent in the forest, and the fallen leaves on the ground are thick. Wang Jiao only glanced at it, and some long-ago memories churned in his mind.

It's here, it's really the place I've been looking for for so long.

This tribe is still there, are the original people of the tribe okay? Is your mother still there? He shuddered again and took several deep breaths before he slowly calmed down.

At this time, the acorns were ripe, and many acorns fell on the ground. Wang Jiao picked one up, ignored the fluff on it, put it in his mouth and bit it open, took out the core meat inside, and put it in his mouth to chew. Some bittersweet and sweet flavors burst on the tip of his tongue, and Wang Jiao almost burst into tears.

Acorns have a shell cap, like a small straw hat, the size of a finger. Wang Jiao picked up a lot of shell hats, made a thin rope and threaded them into a string, and then hung them around his neck with great care.

This approach was a bit naïve, and the subordinates who came with him saw Wang Jiao's serious face, but no one dared to laugh.

Wang Jiao led the people into the oak forest, looking left and right from time to time, and even stopped under a certain tree for a while. These places are full of memories of his childhood, and now that so much time has passed, some places have changed, and many other places are not different from the original.

As he walked, there were voices in front of him. It's about the time to get to the tribe's residence. The alert subordinate made a distinction between the voices and said, "Chief, it's not right. ”

Wang Jiao came back to his senses: "What's wrong?" ”

"Listen."

The voices in front of them were some shouts, some of them were men's roars, and there were also women's screams. As soon as they heard it, Wang Jiao knew that this was someone fighting.

Wang Jiao only glanced at the people behind him, and everyone quickly drew their swords and bows, and with a nod, everyone rushed out.

There were dozens of men in the forest, slashing around some low grass and wood huts. The adults at the edge of the shack were struggling to support themselves, and many children were grabbed out of the shack and tied to a wooden pole, ready to be dragged away at any time.

Wang Jiao was eager to save people, ran in the front, and when he saw many people who were cut down in front of him, he immediately became murderous, and used the most tragic means as soon as the battle came into contact.

He used a machete, and most of the stone or bone spears on the other side were stone spears. The enemy in front of him stretched out his spear and stabbed him from a distance, and Wang Jiao relied on the solid armor on his body, but he only twisted his waist slightly to avoid the front, and then crashed into the opponent's arms, cutting off half of the opponent's head with a knife.

When all kinds of red and white objects were splashing, he had knocked the corpse down and rushed in front of the other person. Swinging the knife and slashing again, the knife almost sank into the enemy's chest and abdomen, and he kicked it before pulling the knife out. He rushed forward, and a man was stabbing an old woman with a spear.

The old woman, thin and short, grabbed the spear and pushed it to her side, the green tendons on her withered arms bursting out, and the palms of her hands were covered with blood. She couldn't relax because there were several skinny kids behind her. The spear pushed away a little, and the enemy's hand holding the spear was in front of her, and she did not hesitate to open her mouth and bite down.

But the old woman is really a little overwhelmed, and the man flies up without hurrying, and he can kick her aside without kicking the woman to death.

At this moment, Wang Jiao ran over a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye and cut off the man's head with a knife.

The old woman's hand loosened, and the spear fell into her hand. She swung her spear and stabbed at the figure in front of her. I have already lost a child, and these people have come to kidnap the child again, and even if I die, I can't let them take the child away.

The spear pierced, but the man in front of him did not fall like a big tree. A stout hand grasped the shaft of the spear, and a bloodied face approached her. The devilish enemy seemed to open his mouth and uttered a hoarse voice: "Mother." ”

With this one word, the old woman is like a stick on the head, and she can't move anymore. She remembered that many years ago, every time she came back from a trip, her son would stand on some low branch, calling her mother, waiting for her to feed his belly, which seemed to never be enough. Over the years, she has never had any more children, and no one has ever called her mother. But that child was taken captive, this man......

The old woman's eyes moved, and when she saw the necklace of the shell hat around Wang Jiao's neck, tears flowed down her eyes. It's him. When he was taken captive, he also carried such a string of things, which she still made. Besides him, who still calls her mother, with this kind of thing around her neck? But I stabbed him...... The woman was terrified and wanted to see Wang Jiao's injuries.

The enemy is still on the left, and now is not the time to speak and recognize relatives. Wang Jiao pushed the spear from his chest, turned his head and rushed towards the enemy next to him.

At this time, Wang Jiao's men also rushed out from behind the woods. Wang Jiao has several squads, and there are dozens of people. After bypassing the thick trees, several of them cooperated with bows and knives to slash, and quickly cut down some of the people who ushered in them.

When they surrounded the battle group, those men saw their appearance clearly, and their faces changed drastically, and they screamed in horror, turned their heads and ran away.

Wang Jiao took out a knife from a corpse, wiped the blood on his face, and ordered: "Go to three squads, catch a few live mouths, and chase five kilometers." ”

The enemy suddenly ran away, and while the people in the shack breathed a sigh of relief, they turned their heads and looked at the Wangjiao with their weapons in hand. But after all, it was Wang Jiao who saved them, and they didn't act too drastically. Men were on alert, women rushed out to rescue the kidnapped children, and old men sang requiem-like tunes to save people on the ground.

Wang Jiao's remaining subordinates counted the number of people by themselves, and it was just a hedge, and there were basically no casualties. They wanted to help save people, but they didn't move when they saw the guarded gaze on the other side. Some people also stood guard in the back, and some complained: "I said that this tribe is difficult to communicate, we saved them, and guarded us like wolves." ”

Someone whispered, "It looks like our leader was taken captive from here." It is normal for a tribe of children who have been abducted to be wary of strangers. Moreover, these people have come to take children captive today. I don't know who these people are. The bear people are destroyed, these people are not like our dynasty, at least no one uses iron tools, how can they come here to kidnap children? ”

"I'll find out when I arrest someone and come back and ask. When they see us, they run away, afraid that they are familiar with us. ”

On the other side of the shack, the old woman trembled and walked up to the king's cellar, and exchanged words quickly with them. Here, the organic spirit people brought water to Wang Jiao, so that he could wash the blood off his face. The woman pinched Wang Jiao's face and looked at it, and then looked at the injury from the place where Wang Jiao was stabbed in the chest.

Wang Jiao explained something with a smile, and patted his chest again to say that he was fine.

Half a day later, the woman shouted something behind her, and the vigilance of the people in the shack suddenly dissipated. Wang Jiao also turned his head and ordered, "Help deal with the wounded." This is my tribe and these are my family. ”

Among the children who were taken captive, Wang Jiao was lucky. When he came back after more than ten years, his tribe was still alive, and his mother was still there.

For Wang Jiao's mother, she is also lucky. Although his child has not been seen for more than ten years, he has now become such a tall and strong person, and he seems to be invulnerable......

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More than half a month later, Wang Jiao crossed the Taijiang River with his mother and the rest of the clansmen, and returned to Wangcheng by taking the Sail Department and the sheep family market.

At that time, the autumn harvest was nearing the end, and many places were burning seedling stalks in the field, burning wasteland and expanding fields. After going out for half a year, it seems that Wangcheng and the surrounding area have changed again.

Wang Jiao's mother had heard a lot about how powerful and wealthy Wang Jiao's "tribe" was now, but she was still surprised along the way. When she arrived at the Yeyuan River and saw the royal city opposite, she was also frightened and dizzy.

Now that most of the laborers have returned to the autumn harvest, the buildings on the south side of the royal city have been basically completed. At this time, when you look at it from this side, you can see the houses of the city one after another, and you can't see the end at a glance. In the eyes of Wang Jiao's mother, this is like the abode of the gods. So, she began to wonder if the path she had walked had reached heaven.

Helping his mother to cross the river through the ferry, when Wang Jiao appeared at the gate of the city, his mother was there to greet him.

Mother is now waiting for the world to ask about the world, which makes Wang Jiao more happy than the king coming out. After listening to Wang Jiao's remarks, my mother said, "I don't understand these things of yours either." Go back and tell them about it. I came out to see your mother. You have been diligent and diligent all these years, and even the dragon has blessed you. The temple of the dragon has been newly built, and your mother has returned, let her go and see it and kowtow to the dragon. I'm afraid that you young people won't have the patience to serve us old people, so you will give it to my wife as a companion when you turn around. ”

Wang Jiao pulled his mother to kowtow, and his heart was even more excited than being a thousand-commander. Since a few years ago, when there were many people in the tribe, unless people with great merit no longer gave the king's surname. People who are not surnamed Wang are no longer eligible to enter the Shenlong Temple to bow down. Over the years, it has been very difficult for newcomers to enter the Dragon Temple and bow down. Mother is willing to let Wang Jiao's mother kneel down, which means that she is also willing to let his mother's surname be Wang. What an honor?

In addition, the grandmother also said that he should let his mother follow the grandmother. Now there are a few partners around my mother, and I can almost enjoy all kinds of treatment that my mother enjoys. When the king sees it, he will be respectful. If nothing else, medical insurance alone can make his mother live many more years, which is much more noble than a thousand-mile.

Wang Jiao happily helped his mother into the city, along the wide and straight central street, walking past the houses and the intersections one by one. In the distance in the Shenlong Park, the newly built Shenlong Temple is magnificent.

Walking into the Shenlong Palace, Wang Jiao was also shocked by the scene in front of him, thinking that he had really come to the palace where the Shenlong lived, he couldn't help but be extremely pious, and quickly knelt down. His mother seemed to be really dizzy.

The Shenlong Hall is very wide, and the interior, whether it is the ground, the wall or the altar, is a bright white, whiter than snow, brighter than ice. When you look at it, you don't feel like this place is human.

This is Wang Chuan's great efforts to create the effect created by the tiles.