The next morning, after having breakfast, everyone who had rested here for a night packed their bags and continued to set off.
After walking for a while along the road they had left before, under the guidance of Mao, the team deviated from the passage they had walked before and headed towards a place they had not set foot on before.
This is the new walking route for this section of the journey that Han Cheng and Mao worked out last night.
If everything goes well, two big bends can be bypassed, making the route as straight as possible, and at the same time reducing a lot of distance.
None of the people who followed had any objections to this. Their Son of God proposed this matter, and also told them the benefits of doing so, as well as the worst possible consequences.
Even if it is the worst result, they can still accept it, not to mention that this matter was brought up by the Son of God, and the Son of God is still with them...
In the Qingque Lord tribe, in the house where Han Cheng and Wu lived together, Wu once again put on his feather crown and prayed in front of the totem pole with a bone staff in his hand.
Over the past few days, the witch prayed to the totem pole more and more often, and for longer and longer periods of time.
Because their son of God took some people from the tribe and left the tribe to find a warm place in the south.
Up to now, I have been away from the tribe for three full months.
But until now, their divine son has not returned.
As Shenzi and the others were away longer and longer, Wu felt more and more uneasy, always worried that Shenzi and the others would encounter difficulties, or even something more unacceptable might happen.
Although he knew the incomparable wisdom of the Son of God, and that the people who left with the Son of God were very strong, had weapons from the tribe, and were capable of doing things to protect the Son of God at the risk of their own lives, Wu still felt uneasy.
Because the Son of God and the others had been away for too long.
Your own tribe can live without yourself, but you really cannot live without the Son of God.
So now, when praying to the totem pole, the witch often prays to the totem pole, expressing that he is willing to use his own life in exchange for the safe return of the Son of God...
As time went by, Wu was not the only one who was worried about Han Cheng and his party. Except for the newly joined slaves, all the other people in the Qingque tribe were worried about their divine son.
In a tribe, one really cannot live without the Son of God.
Many people are even regretting, why couldn't they and others leave with the Son of God back then?
In this case, there is no need to feel the torture in the tribe.
Because of these emotions, everyone no longer felt that they were very happy about the great victory they had won before and the fact that the tribe had captured so many new prisoners.
The sun was setting in the west, and the witch, who was a little hunched over, climbed up the stairs built on the inside of the outer wall, squinted his cloudy eyes, and looked towards the south.
That is the direction from which the Son of God and the others left, and it is also the direction from which they return.
Over the past few days, Wu had fantasized about the scene of the Son of God and his companions returning from the south countless times, but every time the high expectations would eventually be replaced by slow disappointment.
Even so, every time a new day comes, Wu will still have strong hope, especially when the sun sets and the day is about to end at dusk, this hope will become stronger.
Bai Xuemei, who likes sericulture and weaving very much, can no longer hold her breath anymore. After a while, she will walk out of the room and look towards the door, or climb up the outer wall and look towards the south.
Sometimes, Xiao Wandou would be sent to lead little Xing'er, who was still unsteady in walking, outside the gate to see if her father was back.
Brother Cheng's departure seemed to have taken away all her thoughts at once, leaving her unable to stop worrying and missing him, and unable to calm down.
In the past, when Brother Cheng was around, I didn't think anything was wrong. Once he really left, I immediately felt that my thoughts were out of control, and I became completely lost.
It's not just them, but many people in the tribe are like this. What everyone does the most is to keep looking south.
Especially at dusk, many people in the tribe couldn't help but look south, looking forward to the return of their son of god.
The leader of the Grass Tribe, holding a hoe in his hand, looked at the man hoeing the ground with him and many people on this land. They all looked southward and stopped what they were doing.
, holding the handle of the hoe with his hand, looking towards the south along with everyone.
After living in the Qingque Tribe for nearly two months, the leader of the Grass Tribe was no longer panicking and shocked when he arrived, but he seemed much calmer.
At this time, she has basically adapted to the life of the Qingque tribe.
Moreover, I also learned a lot of tasks that I had never been exposed to before, and I also learned to use many tools that I had never seen before.
During this process, many blood blisters were formed on her palms, which were so painful that she almost dared not touch anything.
But now, this situation will no longer happen to her.
After such a long period of hard work, her palms have become thick with calluses. These calluses are enough for her to handle many tools without injuring her palms.
In the process, she also learned more about the Qingque Tribe.
For example, the tribe they went to attack with the leader of the Black Stone Tribe, and caused great losses to their entire coalition, was just a branch of the Qingque Tribe.
For example, this tribe really has a lot of food that seems to be endless, as the dead tree bark said.
There are all kinds of magical and enviable things, more than the bark of the tree can say, and they are all more enviable.
But these things do not come out of thin air, and they cannot be enjoyed without doing anything.
All the enviable things owned by the Qingque Tribe were created by the hard work of many people in this tribe.
Just like before, they obtained food through hunting and gathering.
However, the people of the Qingque tribe use more and better tools, and they work in a variety of ways.
Through these tools and these methods, they can ultimately create all kinds of things.
For example, after I and others came here, I did the most digging and hoeing work.
I heard that after doing this kind of work and other kinds of work later, you can get a lot of food when the time comes.
In this regard, the leader of the Grass Tribe has always found it difficult to believe that through this method, how could he obtain the almost endless food?
But her experiences during this period and her actions in the Qingque tribe told her that these should be true.
Because during this period of time, she experienced and saw too many incredible things in this tribe.
Moreover, after coming to this tribe for such a long time, she rarely saw people from this tribe going out for large-scale hunting or collecting fruits.
If it is not possible to obtain a lot of food through such things, then where does this tribe's abundant food come from?
In addition to these, the leader of the Grass Tribe also knew why these people often looked south.
They were waiting for the return of the man they called the Son of God.
At first, the leader of the Grass Tribe thought that the leader of the Qingque Tribe was the one who stood on the stone wall and led his men to repel them.
Later, she felt that the leader of the Qingque tribe was the man who chopped off Bark's head with a black stone weapon.
Facts have proved that her feeling was correct in this regard. The man who held the black stone weapon and chopped off the bark heads was indeed the leader of this huge tribe.
But besides the leader, she also saw an old man with gray hair.
The very strong and violent leader would become very honest and respectful in the presence of this old man.
Later, she learned that this old man with gray hair was the shaman of this tribe and a wise being in the tribe.
That time, when they attacked the Tongshan residential area, after the people of the Qingque Lord tribe got the news, it was this old primitive man who gave everyone the order to set out overnight to go there to fight him and others.
This is a person who has a higher position than the leader in the Qingque tribe. He is a person that their tribe and the tribes they have come into contact with before do not have.
After knowing this, the leader of the Grass Tribe thought that this was the limit of the Qingque Tribe, but later she learned that there was a more intelligent being in the Qingque Tribe.
This being, called the Son of God by the people in this tribe, can gain the love and support of everyone in this tribe.
At the beginning, the leader of the Grass Tribe didn't have much feelings for this son of God whom she had never seen before, because she had never seen this person since she arrived, and she had never directly felt his wisdom or strength.
But as she spent more time living in the Qingque Tribe, she gradually understood how high this person's status was in this powerful and wealthy tribe.
I don't even know what words to use to describe his wisdom.
Since knowing that not too many years ago, this tribe was still a small tribe, no different from them, and it only started after the Son of God came here to become what it is today, the leader of the Grass Tribe has no idea about the tribe that has always been like them.
Having never seen the Son of God before, I don’t know how to describe my feelings.
Fear, awe, worship... maybe all of these, she couldn't tell clearly.
She looked southward along with everyone, also looking forward to the return of the Son of God whom she had never met before.
Because she wants to see what a person with such wisdom looks like. Is he extremely tall and powerful? Or is he like the witch from this tribe who looks very old and has a head full of white hair?
…
She looked at it like this for a while, but it was still the same as before, and she didn't see anyone coming from there. She couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, so she lowered her head and started to weed seriously with the hoe in her hand.
"Qing, Qingqueqi! God, God's Son! It's God's Son and they are back!"
The leader of the Grass Tribe had just hoeed the ground twice when he suddenly heard a trembling, extremely surprised voice.
The leader of the Grass Tribe was stunned for a moment, quickly stopped what he was doing, straightened up, and looked towards the south.
In the distance, a low-hanging cloth tied to a pole appeared over there.
Being too far away, the leader of the Grass Tribe could not clearly see what was on it, but from the shouts of the people, she already knew what it was.
The leader of the Grass Tribe was deeply impressed by what the people of the Qingque Tribe called the Qingque Flag.
When they first attacked the Tongshan residential area, there was such a flag erected above the Tongshan residential area.
Later, when the leader and his men rushed to stop them all, they also set up such a flag.
There is also a larger flag like this on the square of Qingque Lord Tribe.
Now, in the south, where there had been no movement, a flag like this appeared!
With this thought in her mind, the leader of the Grass Tribe saw another scene that shocked her the next moment.
The old primitive man with gray hair and a hunched back was on the wall who was the first to see and shout "Qingque flag, the Son of God is back". That primitive man who had always seemed very stable and old to her, this
At this time, he actually ran down the wall at a trot and headed south, at a very slow speed.
In the room, Bai Xuemei, who was feeding mulberry leaves to the silkworms, heard the shouts from above the wall and was stunned for a moment, then her face was filled with joy.
She hurriedly put the basket of mulberry leaves on the shelf, but was knocked by the bottom of the basket and failed to put it away. She usually cherishes the mulberry leaves very much, but now she doesn't care whether the mulberry leaves are precious or not.
, she didn't put the basket on the shelf anymore, but threw all the baskets on the ground.
Then he flew out of the room, ran out for nearly twenty meters, stopped and ran back, picked up little Xing'er who was standing there, and continued running towards the door.
After hearing the news, Little Wandou followed the others and ran out of the gate, running towards the south, calling for daddy as he ran.
The short legs move very fast.
Even Tuan Tuan, the lazy giant panda, was swaying his fat buttocks and running hard behind Xiao Wandou.
The rest of the people also cheered loudly one by one, stopped doing any work, and all ran towards the south. The leader of the Grass Tribe could clearly feel the excitement and excitement.
I remember that the previous leader named Eldest Brother brought me and others back and achieved a great victory. The people of this tribe were not as excited and happy as they are now.
This gave the leader of the Grass Tribe a deeper understanding of the status of the Son of God, whom he had never seen before, in the hearts of everyone in the tribe.
This is the first time she has seen that a person can be supported and loved by so many people at once.
In the past, the leader of the Blackstone Tribe could command so many people, but those who were ordered by the leader of the Blackstone Tribe did not have any thoughts of supporting him.
But now, more people than they had at the beginning were all cheering for the return of the Son of God.
What kind of person is this!
In the distance, after walking for a while, they finally came to a familiar land. When they saw the tribe standing there, Han Cheng and others felt extremely excited.
After a trip and nearly a hundred days away from home, even Han Cheng missed the tribe very much.
However, after seeing the main tribe, before they had time to cheer, they heard cheers from the main tribe in the distance.
Then I saw someone starting to run this way.
Such a scene made Han Cheng and others, who were already in agitated moods, become even more agitated.
After walking all the way, they were already exhausted, but now they no longer felt tired. Without Han Cheng's instructions, they all ran quickly towards the direction of the tribe and faced the rushing crowd.
While running, people cheered loudly: "We are back!"
The man holding the flag even waved the flag in his hand loudly.
The flag that was originally hanging low suddenly started to dance, and the green bird pattern embroidered on it looked like it was flying in the wind.
After a while, the two running people and horses began to meet, and the excitement and joy increased explosively after the two met.
"Son of God!"
"Son of God!"
Everyone who greeted Han Cheng shouted excitedly when they saw him, and thousands of words all gathered into the sound of "Son of God."
More than half of the people's eyes were moist when they saw Han Cheng's excitement.
"Daddy, daddy!"
The little pea was like a little sparrow with wings, chirping and fluttering its wings as it ran over.
Hearing the little guy's cry, Han Cheng couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
"Dad is here!"
He responded with a voice, then squatted down, opened his arms, hugged the little guy who ran over, and straightened up.
"Do you miss Dad?"
Han Cheng reached out and touched the little guy's head and asked with a smile.
"Well, I thought about it!"
Xiao Wandou nodded vigorously.
"I dreamed of you several times. When I called you and you ignored me, I cried."
After Xiao Wandou finished speaking, he added, looking a little aggrieved.
"That's all false. Why would dad ignore you?"
Han Cheng smiled, rubbed his son's head and said with a smile.
Then he turned around and looked, but he didn't see Wu, and he couldn't help but feel nervous.
"Where's the witch?"
He asked everyone.
"The witch is behind."
Someone said aloud, then scratched his head in embarrassment, turned around and ran back.
They were so excited just now that they forgot to wait for the witch to run this way together.
When Han Cheng heard people saying that the witch was behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After leaving the tribe for a long time, what he was most worried about was actually the witch. He was worried that after leaving, he would never see him again when he came back.
At this time, when I heard people saying that the witches were just behind me and did not come over, I was naturally happy.
"Let's go back! Let's meet the wizard together."
Han Cheng said loudly.
So those who had just ran over turned around, consciously came behind Han Cheng, and followed their son of God back.
Those who rushed over later, after calling Han Cheng the Son of God, consciously followed the team and walked back with Han Cheng.
Although I was excited, I also felt that my heart had settled down.
This is a very wonderful feeling, which cannot be given by tall walls or sharp weapons.
After walking forward for a while, Han Cheng saw the panting Bai Xuemei holding little Xing'er and running all the way, and he couldn't help but speed up his pace.
"Brother Cheng!"
Bai Xuemei shouted happily and ran faster. Han Cheng rushed up to meet them with a smile and took both mother and daughter into his arms.
He reached out and patted the grown-up child bride on the back, wiped the sweat from her head, and said to her with a smile: "Brother Cheng is back."
Then he turned to look at little Xing'er.
Nearly a hundred days have passed. Compared with when Han Cheng left, little Myolie seemed to have grown up a lot. However, when she looked at Han Cheng, she looked a little timid. It was obvious that she had become acquainted after not seeing her for such a long time.
gave birth.
"Sister, call me daddy. This is daddy."
The little pea on the side taught me like an adult.
"Dad~"
After getting her brother's prompt, little Xing'er hesitated for a moment, and then shouted in a vague voice, a little timidly.
This call from his precious daughter made Han Cheng extremely happy.
"Why!"
He happily agreed, wiped his hands on his body, reached out to take the little girl from Bai Xuemei's arms, held her in both hands, and raised her high.
This familiar action made little Xing'er immediately recognize who this dark, thin, unshaven man was. All the signs he had when he first came into contact disappeared in an instant, and she looked at Han Cheng.
, laughing so hard that one of them couldn't control it well and drooled.
He put down his precious daughter, who had just washed his face with saliva, and carried him into his arms. After wiping the saliva on his face, Han Cheng also carried Xiao Wandou into his arms, followed by Bai Xuemei, the little daughter-in-law, and continued to move towards
Walk in the direction of the tribe.
"witch!"
After walking forward for a while, Han Cheng saw Wu who was coming towards this side accompanied by Yuan. He shouted with a smile, put the two little guys down, and greeted Wu.
"Son of God!"
Wu Ye shouted excitedly, his voice slightly changed, and he quickened his pace again.
Compared with when Han Cheng left, Wu looked older and haggard. This was because he had been worrying too much for a while and had been worried about Han Cheng and his family.
"Wu, we are back."
Han Cheng stepped forward, supported Wu and said with a smile.
Wu's expression also seemed excited, but more importantly, he was completely relieved.
He took Han Cheng's hand and looked up and down. Seeing that Han Cheng was not injured anywhere, he became even happier.
"Son of God!"
He let go of Han Cheng's hand, saluted Han Cheng respectfully, and shouted.
"Son of God!"
The rest of the people also shouted in unison with the witch.
