"One shift tonight, three shifts tomorrow"

0571

Armed with the most primitive hunting weapons such as spears and bows and arrows, the natives were ragged, shirtless for both men and women, emaciated, dry-skinned, dark-skinned, wearing all sorts of strange bone ornaments, and even walking barefoot on the hot sand.

"Is it the Bushman?" Lin Fei quickly recognized the origin of these natives, squinted his eyes, and seemed to understand something.

"Hehe, it's Lord Skelp, you can recognize the origin of these natives at a glance," Frank agreed, and then ran up to the leading natives and talked to one of them.

Su Yingxue was confused and asked Lin Fei, "Who did you just say they were?"

Lin Fei explained simply: "The Bushman people are a primitive tribe living in the desert of central and southern Africa, their ancestors have lived here since 20,000 years ago, and they are the oldest ethnic group of human beings, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the ancestors of human beings.

You see that their men and women, who are no more than 1.5 meters and 1.3 meters tall, respectively, because their genes are the oldest and purest Bushmans, and they have not been evolved much, so to speak, they are a very amazing people who can live in the harshest environment of human beings."

Su Yingxue looked around, the yellow sand was long, and even the plants were some of the most barren sandy plants, and it was true that ordinary people couldn't even find food, but these natives could live here for 20,000 years, which was really incredible.

"Alright, I've explained to them where we came from, and now we can go to Priest Dadale," Frank said, running back.

"Mr. Frank, do you still speak indigenous languages?" Su Yingxue was surprised.

Frank grinned and wiped his nose, "I don't know how to speak Bushman, it's because their tribe has been communicating with the white people who came to Europe to build market towns in the desert since the forties of the last century, and doing some desert guidance work, so they can have some simple English."

"Who is the Priest of Dadaer?"

"Uh......"

"It was the leader of the Bushman people, who used rock art to pass on civilization and communicate, and in their 20,000 years of rock art records, the priests who divined good fortune and begged for rain have always been their leaders," Lin Fei said.

Frank clapped his hands, "yes, like Mr. Skerap said, we're going to meet them...... BOSS！”

The four of them followed the group of natives all the way into the middle of the oasis.

There are a number of tents made of animal skins in the middle of a clearing with a dry stream to the north of the clearing, which will have water for several months during the rainy season.

Before they could reach the tent, in the largest tent made of wild boar skin, came an old Bushman wearing a brass crown, two large braids, a colored coarse cloth shirt, and a deadwood cane.

The old man's face was full of traces of time, and he couldn't tell how old he was, as if he only had a layer of skin and bones. The dead wooden cane on which he was on crutches also hung a string of bones of a desert cobra.

"Excuse me, Priest Dada, we're a little late, and the plane is getting some drafts," Frank stepped forward and shook the old priest's hand.

Da Daer's eyes don't seem to be very good, and in fact one eye seems to be suffering from severe cataracts, but it does not affect his movements.

After shaking Frank's hand, Da Da said in English with a strange accent: "Mr. Frank, is that the honorary head of the hall, Skelp, and the new councillor, Miss Su Yingxue?"

Lin Fei stepped forward with a smile and shook hands with Dadaer, "Hello, it's an honor to meet you, the strength of the Dadaer priest is amazing."

I don't know why, Lin Fei always felt that there was a huge power hidden in the body of this Da Da Er, but this kind of tribal priests who have existed for more than 20,000 years often have the ability to communicate with ancient gods, you can say that these are ethereal things, some legends and myths, but it does not prevent some unexplained phenomena from indeed existing.

Da Da Er was not surprised that Lin Fei could see something, nodded with a smile, and reached out to shake Su Yingxue.

Su Yingxue looked at the dirty hand that didn't know what paint had been applied, she was not very happy, she always felt that it was too dirty, but out of politeness, she still smiled and shook him simply.

Just shook hands slightly, Da Daer's blurred eyes that were still suffering from cataracts suddenly flashed a faint red light, and he looked at Su Yingxue a few more meaningfully.

"Priest Dadaer, what's wrong?" Su Yingxue was a little afraid of this look.

Da Da Er shook his head, said nothing, and said to Frank: "You will rest in our tribe for the night today, and tomorrow morning, I will lead you over to meet the forester, and by the way, I will take a few people to hunt some wild beasts with him."

"Haha, how many trees did the foresters plant in the past two years?" asked Frank.

Da Daer pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her head.

"Who is the forester?" Lin Fei and Su Yingxue both wondered, how could there be such a guy who was the guardian of the treasure house?

Mrs. Mu smiled and explained: "It is a handyman who takes care of the environment around the treasure house, their family is passed down from generation to generation, now this forester has been working for nearly 70 years, the forester has no name, he is called 'forester', they have no right to enter the treasure house, but they will plant trees and flowers near the treasure house to improve the environment in the desert."

In fact, the hall treasure house was built in an oasis in the past, but with the deterioration of the environment, the oasis is constantly decreasing in scope, so I had to call the forester to maintain it, and continue to plant trees, after all, the sandstorm here is too powerful, and the protection of the forest can make the hall treasure house safer, and at the same time, it can also give the Bushmen here some emergency resources.

But you can also see how bad the environment is here, and this forester can't raise an average tree every year, so everyone in our Senate will joke about him, saying that he planted more dead than alive, and the difference between this name and the survival rate of the trees he planted is too big. ”

"After planting 70 years of trees, less than 70 have survived? Not to mention afforestation, it's tiring to build a flower bed," Lin Feiwan'er didn't expect to be given such a strange position in the Senate.

"Afforestation has been a tradition since the founding of the Senate, and it has been around for generations, and you may think it is a bit absurd now, but in the past, technology was not as advanced as it is now, and there was no one to disturb the treasury.

Naturally, the Senate seniors wanted to make the treasure house more attractive, and they didn't think about whether it was too eye-catching, so it was only natural that they would plant trees in the desert.

In fact, we joined the club decades later than the current afforester, and he is still our senior," said Mrs. Mu.

Although it was not far from the location of the treasure house, because the terrain on that side was more complicated, the plane could not land, and it was not convenient to enter the treasure house after it was dark, so with more expectations, everyone listened to the words of the priest of Da Da and camped in this tribe for the night.

At the bonfire party in the evening, the Bushmen danced an indigenous dance, singing with a strange tone, which was very lively.

Lin Fei took a piece of simple sand baked pork and handed it to Su Yingxue, who was sitting in the corner.

"I don't eat it", Su Yingxue looked at the black meat, how dare she take a bite.

"Don't look good, but the taste is actually good, natural and pollution-free", Lin Fei blinked.

But Su Yingxue still didn't buy it, and took out a vacuum-packed bag from the travel bag she carried, which was full of marshmallows!

Lin Fei's face darkened, and this woman really carried her "lunch" with her.

Su Yingxue opened the bag, stuffed a candy in one bite, and glanced at the dirty barbecue on Lin Fei's hand with disdain.

Lin Fei was speechless, so he bit himself up, sat on the sand beside Su Yingxue, and watched this group of natives dance, which was quite exotic.

Suddenly, Su Yingxue muttered faintly: "Remember that business association party...... The night you danced with me...... It was the best night of my life. ”

Lin Fei was stunned for a moment, his eyes were complicated and nodded nostalgically, "Well, of course I remember, how can I forget it."

"I'm thinking that if we humans can only store those good memories in our minds, and not record the things we don't like, then we won't be separated, but like tonight...... We should still be able to dance together like that...... It's a pity that memory is so annoying", Su Yingxue muttered.