It is too difficult to find a needle in a haystack, and when he meets a local at this time, Yang Shubao must ask him about the relevant information.

He pulled over to the car and asked, "Do you speak English?"

The black native shrugged his shoulders and continued to look frustrated.

Yang Shubao turned his head and asked Benson, "Do you think he understands English or not?"

"I guess he doesn't know, he may not know which tribe he is, probably the first time he has seen a yellow man......"

"Evap. The black native spoke suddenly.

Yang Shubao asked, "What?"

The indigenous black man said, "I am the Awapu tribe. ”

Benson added, "I guess he understands English." ”

Yang Shubao said: "You don't have to guess this, you can be sure that he understands English." ”

Benson shrugged and said, "Then I guessed right. ”

After saying that, he laughed to himself.

Yang Shubao does not understand the humor and culture of South Africans, who often mistake amusement for humor.

He asked, "Were you chasing that gazelle just now?"

The indigenous black man did not speak, and shrugged again.

Uncle Yang simply got out of the car and beckoned to Kurutantan and said, "You ask him what's going on? This person is from the Aiwapu tribe, do you know this tribe?"

Kurutantan shook his head, and he walked over to the native-black man and smiled in friendliness, and the negro seemed to understand his intentions and quickly puffed out his chest at him.

At this time, Yang Shubao noticed that there was a tattoo on his chest, but the tattoo was blue-purple, and his skin was dark, and he couldn't see the existence of the tattoo if he didn't look carefully.

After seeing the tattoo, Kurutantan turned his head and said, "I don't know his tribe, but he is a Xhosa. ”

Yang Shubao knew that the Xhosa people, like the Zulu people, were one of the main ethnic groups in South Africa, and had existed in South Africa for five or six centuries or more, and were one of the earliest owners of this land.

But as far as he knows, the Xhosa do not hunt for their livelihood, they mainly work as farmers, with a small number of people grazing.

In other words, this is a relatively small farming and pastoral tribe in South Africa, not a nomadic and nomadic tribe like the San people.

This person is not a San or a Zulu, then Kurutan will not be able to communicate with him, the culture between them is different, the only similarity is the belief in the primitive ancient gods, so Kurutan raised his hand to the sky and pointed to the earth, in order to convey the faith: May the gods of the heavens and the earth bless you.

The black man smiled, and he also pointed to the sky and then to the earth, and said, "Thank you." ”

Very proficient in English.

In this way, Yang Shubao was relieved, and he asked, "Hello, sir, what do you call it?"

The black man began to shrug his shoulders from him again, and then stopped talking.

Kurutantan said, "Maybe it was the fact that we scared the gazelle away just now that made him unhappy. ”

Yang Shubao went to the carriage and took out a box of bread and handed it to the black man and said: "If we have just scared away your prey and caused you to lose food, then we apologize to you, and we will make up for your loss, and this food will be given to you." ”

The black man shook his head and said, "I don't want food, I'm out for the patriarchal trial, and Evapu has food." ”

If you are willing to speak, Yang Shubao asked, "You came out to conduct the patriarch trial, and did you complete the trial by hunting the gazelle?"

The black man continued to shake his head: "No. ”

After saying this, he showed a mysterious smile on his face and stopped talking, making Yang Shubao very helpless.

He looked at Kurutantan and asked, "Do you know about their patriarch trial?"

"I know the general situation of their clan, the Xhosa are patrilineal clans, and each clan belongs to a tribal chieftaincy. The chief is the head of the clan, and then the leaders of some small clans and clan groups form councils to assist him in managing the affairs of the entire clan. ”

The black man said, "Complete the Patriarchal Trial, and I will be the Chief." ”

Yang Shubao asked, "Then how do you complete this trial? Hunt a gazelle?"

The black man said, "No, I will live on the steppe, and I will live myself, from the day the wildebeest leaves until the wildebeest returns." ”

Yang Shubao patiently asked, "Then why are you angry because we scared the gazelle away?"

The black man said, "That beast is my food, and if I hunt it, I will have food for a week." ”

Yang Shubao patted the box and said, "There is also food here, better bread." ”

The black man shook his head as usual: "When the patriarch was tried, I couldn't accept anyone's help, I could only survive on my own, eating, drinking, and sleeping, all on my own." ”

Yang Shubao understood, he said: "Okay, it seems that we caused you a lot of losses by scaring that gazelle away, no wonder you are angry......"

"No, I'm not angry, it's hard for me to catch it even without you, I'm tired and it's going to run away. The black man interrupted him and continued with a mysterious smile on his face.

Benson said, "Forget it, let's get straight to the point, we're here to help the Timites find a home, not to make friends." Hey man, do you know the Timites? That's them. ”

He waved to the truck, and Eight jumped out of it.

Kurutantan added: "These people like to ride rhinos, and they raise rhinos. ”

The indigenous black man, who had been looking at the Timmets with a puzzled expression, suddenly showed a sudden expression when he heard Kurutantan's words: "I know, I know, the dwarf riding the rhinoceros." ”

Kurutantan smiled bitterly at Yang Shubao: "Fortunately, the Tirmit people can't understand English, otherwise they would have fought with this guy because of this evaluation." ”

He asked ecstatically, "Do you know them?" Do you know where they live?"

The black native man smiled and shook his head—he liked to shake his head: "No, I don't know. ”

Yang Shubao's excited mood calmed down suddenly, and he asked disappointedly, "Don't you know about them? Why don't you know again?"

The indigenous black man laughed, "I've heard of them, some people in our tribe have seen them, but I haven't seen them. ”

Benson said impatiently, "Looks like we're going to have to go to their tribe and have a look, and we might find out that way." ”

Yang Shubao asked where their tribe was, and the indigenous black man smiled and shook his head again: "I can't go back, I haven't completed the patriarch trial yet, and I can only go back if I complete the trial." ”

"Then you can tell us the location of your tribe?"

The indigenous black man shook his head vigorously and laughed: "No." ”

Yang Shubao was helpless: "Don't laugh, I feel uncomfortable when you laugh." Tell me, why can't you tell us where your tribe is? Are you worried that we're bad guys? No, we're police ......."

He gave Benson a look, and Benson showed him the badge and pointed to the lights on the roof of the monster truck.

The black man still laughed, "Ah, you're a policeman, I didn't commit a crime, you can't arrest me." ”

Yang Shubao said: "Of course we won't arrest you, we just want to know where your tribe is!"

The black people were still laughing, "No, I can't tell you." ”

(End of chapter)