The Agong fruit I saw in my dream just now is really tall, at least two people are tall, because the stone is so high, according to the time, after several years of growth, the small Agong fruit I found should be able to grow so big.

Yes, this is the place, but where is this place, he just wants to break his head, and he doesn't remember. After a while, the second son, who had just come in from outside, sniffed and asked his mother, "What were they talking about just now, still dreaming."

It's embarrassing to say that such an adult dreamed. ”

After that, he quietly pretended to be ashamed of his eldest son.

The eldest son was in the mood to play with him at this time, and was about to get angry, when his mother spoke, "Go, go, you're annoying." Don't mess around. When the second son saw everyone's serious faces, he knew that it was not the right time for him to joke.

When he listened carefully to what his father and eldest son were talking to, he laughed, "Hey! Why didn't you say it earlier?" I knew that place, you told me, and then I forgot about it.

I remember you saying that.

The Agongo tree was near the last time my cousin delivered food and fell into the cave, and if I remember correctly, it should have been not far to the right of the hole. ”

"No, no, no, I remember there weren't that big rocks in that place. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the second son hurriedly denied what he said. When I first heard him say, everyone thought they were in the right place, but as soon as he said this, they all wilted again.

"You can find a place by sitting here? Why don't you go there and see it, maybe after all these years, that place will change again." ”

My cousin's words reminded everyone here that they felt reasonable, maybe it was really different from back then. This time. Except for a few people who were left at home for an accident, the others took their dogs and wolves and went to that place.

According to my cousin's memory, after walking for an hour, we came to the place where there were many leaves, but the old leaves were gone. It was covered with a new layer of leaves.

When I stood in this place again a year later, Man Mei still felt hairy in her heart, it was too scary after falling in, and I thought that I would never see my family again in this life.

After not coming for a year, the trees here seem to have grown taller again, especially the small shrubs under the big trees, which used to be far away from the trees, but now they are not, and they can only see the dry leaves. A little farther away it was blocked by dense dark green foliage and branches.

Although they haven't found a place yet, everyone is not discouraged, and they walked a distance to the right, but they still didn't find it, the second son was a little anxious, he clearly remembered that it was in this position, could it have been eaten by other animals?

No, if you wanted to eat it, you would have eaten it a long time ago. I can't wait to grow that big.

In general, the Agung fruit tree germinates and grows from seeds. It will take at least seven or eight years until the fruit is ripe and can be eaten, and judging from the size of the tree I saw back then, it should have been four or five years, and it stands to reason that it will not be eaten.

Even if you eat it, you can't just have one tree in the vicinity. Otherwise, that kind of kid wouldn't have run into this deep mountain.

But anyway, after looking for a long time and not finding it, everyone didn't have a taste in their hearts, and if they couldn't find the stone, the cattle and deer at home were not found.

My cousin couldn't see far under the tree. Just rub a few times and climb up to a nearby popping wood bud tree.

Standing on a high tree, the line of sight is very good, can see far away, the cousin looked left and right, still did not find the big stone that the eldest son said, but the left side of the line of sight is relatively empty, it is certain that the left side is not, you can see through it at a glance, and the right side is not good, although you can't see the big stone, but there is a wild grape vine pile a little far away, what is in the pile can not be seen, only to the front.

He also felt a little discouraged, and after looking at it for a while, he slipped down from the tree. "No, both sides looked at it. "When he came down, he said.

The eldest son was a little unrelenting, and continued to stare and ask, as if he realized something when he heard a pile of vines piled together, and what was inside could not be seen clearly.

So, turning around, he walked in that direction, and several dogs and little wolves followed closely behind him, and the others seemed to be sure of him, and they all followed.

The pile of vines that my cousin had seen just now was not close to here, because he felt closer when he stood on the tree, but it was very difficult and slow to walk under the trees, especially under the trees overgrown with shrubs.

It took two or three bags of cigarettes to walk for a while. Far away, the eldest son was so excited that he walked faster and faster, and by the time he walked over, he had already thrown off a lot of others.

The more he walked forward, the more familiar the eldest son felt that this pile of vines was familiar, and when he came to him, he was already sure that what he dreamed of in his dream should not be stones, but this pile of vines.

As he walked forward, the eldest son wondered as he went, since this was the place, why did the wild man still say that he was in the box, and he had to open the box by himself.

"There really is an Agongo!" When the eldest son saw it, he couldn't help but shout, not at all like a person who had already become a family.

Everyone was very happy to hear this, and they all quickened their pace and ran this way, but the vines and notes everywhere blocked it, and everyone still couldn't run fast.

When the eldest son came to Agunggo, he saw that he was three men tall, far from what he had seen a few years earlier.

From now on, the second son remembered the direction in reverse, not to the right, but to the left. It's no wonder that after a few years, who has such a good memory. But it doesn't matter, I've found it anyway.

Gently brushing aside the densely packed Agongo, lest he break its delicate branches, and when he carefully passed through it, he was astonished by the sight of four wild vines wrapped in a dense patch of wild vines, and some unnamed vines were wrapped around them, and they were immobilized. I didn't think that the dream was really accurate.

Although these wild men had dealt with him many times, and had helped them many times, this was the first time they had come into contact with him so closely.

Looking at their tall bodies, the eldest son, although a little unaccustomed, was not too afraid.

When several savages saw the eldest son, they seemed to see a savior, and even grinned as if they knew he was coming.

The eldest son did not wait for their father to come. And he raised his knife and slashed at the vines that were layered with each layer.

The first knife was cut down, and the killing knife was bounced back by the vine "dang" on the ground, almost not hurting his forehead, and the eldest son was scared into a cold sweat, he almost hurt himself for the killing knife. Instead, the knife cut the vines, but was bounced back.

What the hell is this, isn't it a grapevine? When he slashed the vine hard with his killing knife, he felt that this was a grapevine, it was clearly made of iron, and it was strange that the knife would not bounce back.

But this is too similar, it is exactly the same, and the hardness of the vine is even much harder than that of a killing knife. I wanted to cut it out of a new white mark, but instead I cut a gap in my killing knife, and just now, I also made a finger-sized hole in the killing knife.

When he couldn't think clearly, his father and the others had already come over, and when they saw his appearance, they knew that they were in trouble.

When the eldest son told him that the vines were the same as the iron trees he had encountered in the cave at the bottom of the mountain, they were the same as the real thing. The father realized that he was in serious trouble today, and that they found that the few wild people who often helped their family were locked up by these vines. Immobile.

When he encountered this situation, he had no choice, so he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.

The old man thought about it and said, why don't he give it a try.

Before everyone could react to what he had done, he had already grabbed the hoe from his cousin's hand and dug into the ground under the vines.

At first, people didn't understand anything. But after a while, he knew that he wanted to see how deep the roots of the vines were, and to cut them from above, so he tried to find a way to do it from the ground.

If these vines are real people, it's like the foundation of a house. No matter how deep it is, there is always a depth, and it is impossible to bury it all the way to the ground.

Then, the father and the third son also picked up their hoes and dug up.

Why did you bring so many hoes out today? Did everyone think of using hoes in advance? No. It's just a habitual coincidence.

As long as you go into the mountain, no matter what you do, you may always encounter some good saplings or wild fruits, and you may encounter some vegetables, melons and fruits, if you don't have a hoe, if you want to transplant it back, you can only do it in a hurry, so farmers go into the mountain, generally will bring a hoe, it may be possible to use it at any time, there are many people who come out today, we also bring a few more hoes, and just use it.

After a while, the three hoes had dug a big hole outside the roots of the vine, a dozen calories deep, but the head of the roots was still not visible, and they had to continue digging.

Because the place is a little crowded, some of the three hoes can not be used, and after a while, the digging pit is enlarged a little, and the range is also relaxed, or a person here lifts his ass and digs hard, and the hoe raised by the opposite person may be beckoned to this person's head, which is a very dangerous thing.

After the area was expanded, the progress of the excavation slowed down significantly.

It wasn't until everyone took turns digging three or four times that the hoe digging along the roots of the vine seemed to start digging into the mud, instead of continuing to dig into the hard roots.

As soon as I saw that there were eyebrows, the more we dug up, the more energetic they became, but the more they went to the back, the harder they dug up, and the less energetic they became.

It wasn't until the sun in the middle of the treetops had shifted to the tree, which meant that there were probably two hours left, and it was about to get dark, that a hole was dug in the vine's roots, so that people could barely get into the vine nets from below.

They could come in and get out, but if they wanted to get rid of the wild men, they would have to dig a bigger hole, and they would waste another bag or two of cigarettes.

While everyone was busy, the four savages kept staring intently, as if they were encouraged and relieved, and in short, they felt that they had finally been saved.

The cousin was small, so he went in and rescued some of the savages. When he walked inside, the eldest son was wondering, these vines outside had been bypassed, but what about the vines entangled in the wild man, could it not be smashed?

It's not that you smash people, it's more likely, even if you smash people, it's possible to smash those vines, and if that's going to be troublesome.

I don't have to think about it so much now, let's get people out first.

But when my cousin walked up to the savage and grabbed the vines from the savage, he felt that these vines were different from the ones outside, and he was going to bend them with great force, but as soon as he grasped the vines, he bent them gently, and easily took the vines from the savage, like ordinary vines that could be seen everywhere.

At this time, it was almost dark, and he didn't care about thinking so much, so he quickly cleaned all the vines on their bodies, and pulled them up and walked out. Several wild men followed him, crawling out of the opening, and then, as if they had returned to the deep forest, they trembled with joy a few times, shaking off some of the leaves and splinters stuck to their bodies.

When they came out, everyone was very happy, and when they didn't know how to arrange them, the tallest savage smiled and patted the eldest son on the shoulder, and whispered a word in his ear, and led the other three savages to "rub" on a tree beside him, and climbed up with a few "whoosh" strokes, and with the shaking of the tree body and the "clattering" of the branches and leaves, it was already gone.

On the way home, everyone was a little strange, I don't know what this wild man said to the eldest son, but at this time the eldest son was thinking, it was just an ordinary grape vine that bound the wild man, with so much strength, how could they not untie it?

And how are these vines different from the vines outside?

In fact, he didn't understand a word of what the wild man said in his ear just now, so he didn't say it, and if he told everyone that he didn't understand either, it is estimated that few people would believe it.

Since it's impossible for everyone to believe it, then I simply don't say it. This family is now his home, since he doesn't say it, everyone doesn't ask, everyone thinks that if he doesn't say it, there must be a reason not to say it, and it's not good to take the initiative to ask.

This secret has been hidden for many years, until everyone returns to their hometown more than ten years later, and everyone knows that this is the case. It took an hour to go up the mountain, and it took more than half an hour to go down the mountain.

When they reached a ridge above the bullpen, the eldest son and father heard "moo" from the bullpen...... Moo......" cow bark, everyone felt a little hard to believe their ears, those cows are obviously dead, and the dead look is their own seeing, yesterday was still piled at the door of the bullpen, how can there be a cow bark today, must have heard it wrong. (To be continued.) )