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"If you look at the color alone, many people will mistake it for a common ornament worn by the Sioux people. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Look here, young Mr. Exotic - the bird feather is our common chestnut-winged buzzard tail feathers in the United States, from New Mexico all the way to the Rocky Mountains, there is a distribution of this bird throughout the west, so you can't judge the origin of this feather ornament from the geographical location, but the oil paint on it is okay, the Sioux and Cheyenne people, both have the custom of painting the crown feathers with bright red......"

In front of Bai Huang, he talked eloquently about Professor Kamoyer of the Institute of Native American Studies at the University of Portland, director of the Institute of Native Species of the Americas.

Because his research direction is all the Indian groups on the North American continent, the origin and origin of their ethnic groups are naturally one of his research subjects.

As for the origin of the Indians, there is a theory that during the Ice Age, their ancestors came to Alaska in North America from the Far East continent of East Asia through the frozen Bering Strait. Because he needs to follow the vine, this professor has also spent two or three years at the Chinese Institute of Paleoanthropology and has done academic exchanges, so Chinese dialogue is not a problem at all.

Of course, not to mention how many twists and turns went through in the process of finding this Indian expert, the cost of hiring someone for half a day alone reached an exaggerated $15,000.

In the process of identifying the origin of the feathers, the fee for the use of the instrument must be calculated separately.

But after listening to the professor's meticulous explanation, Bai Huang only had one feeling, it was worth the money.

If the University of Portland also has a grading system on Taobao, the druid will definitely give this professor a five-star review, saying that he will patronize it next time he has the opportunity.

However, we only need to distinguish it carefully, and we can see from the subtle color of the oil paint that this is not exactly a Prairie Indian tribal custom. The crown feathers of the Sioux and Cheyenne people, because of the exposure to the sun of the savannah, so the feathers of the feathers will show a yellow color under the microscope, but this feather is not like this. Look at its feathered sprigs, what did you find? The energetic old professor pulled Bai Huang down under the microscope with great interest, and pointed aloud according to his head, which was very intimidating.

No way, who let this professor study a kind of humanities and social sciences that is absolutely unpopular even in the United States?

Although he is a master in the field, he is an out-and-out master, but except for the elective courses prescribed by the school, no student takes the initiative to choose his courses, which is simply a lonely life for an old professor who is full of talent and has nowhere to show it. Not to mention those colleagues who teach medicine, psychology and so on, even traditional chemistry and classical physics, which have been declining, he can't compare.

Finally, someone came to ask for advice, and he was still a young man from a foreign country, how could this not make the old professor ecstatic, how could he not satisfy his desire to be a teacher?

Being dragged under the microscope and looking at the eyepiece, Bai Huang said suspiciously, "Found...... Are the feathered sprigs dark red? ”

"Bingo!"

The old professor was very satisfied with Bai Huang's observation ability, and looked at the other party expectantly: "Young man, I think you have a very keen observation ability, a well-read mind, and you are so interested in this science. Well, have you ever thought about applying for my graduate school? Don't worry, language is not a problem, anyway, I understand Chinese, and I can assure you that as long as you apply for the exam, you will definitely be able to pass the exam. ”

It's all here and there.

Bai Huang felt a chill in his heart, the old guy estimated that he had been lonely for too long, and it was not a problem at all about language and race, so he wouldn't let go of the individual.

"Professor Kamoyer, what does that twig have dark red instead of orange on it?" Bai Huang quietly brought the topic back.

The old professor was very disappointed with Bai Huang's non-cooperation, looking at the druid's regretful expression, it was like Ximen Qing seeing Lianlian who was married to Wu Dalang.

But out of professionalism, of course, the more important thing is the 15,000 US dollars, which is completely comparable to the remuneration of his research funds for half a year, and the old professor can only return to the topic: "This shows that the owner of this feather ornament lives in a humid environment all year round." ”

"Jungle Indians?" Bai Huang drew inferences.

But his answer this time was not approved by Professor Kamoyer, and the old man smiled incomprehensibly before moving the feather slice to a position: "Ordinary people think so, but I want to tell you that the Jungle Indians' crowns of colored feathers have always been just decorations for festivals or some major gatherings and events, and they do not use this kind of feathers in their daily lives. Think about it, seeing a reindeer coming into your range, only to run away in a panic because you found a colorful crown......"

Bai Huang understood what the other party meant.

The bush Indians made a living by gathering berries and hunting — not those who were driven to reservations by whites, of course, but primitive groups who stuck to their traditions and refused to modernize socialization — and who were idiots when they roamed the jungle with brightly colored crowns.

However, since it was the Indians who stole the druid seeds, it may be an operation to retrieve the "holy relics" for them, so it is very likely that they should be cautious with colored feathers.

Before approaching Professor Kamoyer for advice, he had looked up some relevant information.

The Indians believed in "animism" and revered nature very much, and revered every grass, tree, mountain and water in their living environment. To some extent, they can even be seen as druids on the American continent, but there is no complete and exact Druidic doctrine.

But the old professor immediately gave more powerful evidence: "And in addition to the dark red of the red part of the feather branch, the other part, which is almost the same area as the red, also shows that this feather did not come from the jungle Indian tribe." Because those tribes prefer indigo when using cool oil paints, it is much easier to recognize than the subtle differences in feather branches. ”

Bai Huang has nothing to say, who makes the family an expert.

"And this feather ......"

Although it is more interesting to listen to these scholars who have a lot of goods in their stomachs, and explain some interesting facts and knowledge that they have not heard of before, it is more important for a druid to collect seeds.

So he couldn't care about his demeanor at this time, and he looked at Kamoyer with his eyes, and he couldn't wait to directly use the thinking voyeur to take out the contents of the other party's stomach.

"Haha, don't be so impatient, the process of exploring new knowledge is so interesting, why do you always want to see the results directly?" The old man smiled heartily.

However, when he suddenly found that Bai Huang's eyes had a tendency to change from herbivores to carnivores, he spread his hands very regretfully: "Okay, okay, maybe you are in a hurry to go over and date your Indian girlfriend, that's why you're in such a hurry, right?" Then please listen well, this feather should be the product of the Indian tribe in the plateau cultural area, and from the dyeing of the feather branch, it belongs to the fishing and hunting area in the plateau cultural area, that is to say, the owner of this feather lives on the mountain plateau where the big river flows. ”

As for American geography, Bai Huang had already investigated it when he first came here.

Combined with his previous understanding of the situation of the Indians, his face immediately became suspicious: "It can't be the Mexican plateau in New Mexico and Arizona, right?" The Apache people live where they live......"

Damn, what tribe of Indians is not good, but the Apache are known for their fierceness and warlikeness......

Lao Mei's armed attack helicopter is named after these indigenous people, can it be a pure and harmless goods?

"Leak, leak! Young friend, you seem to have gotten something wrong again. Professor Kamoyer's critique and desire for pointing returned, and he gave a thumbs up and shook it in front of Bai Huang's eyes: "That's called the Apaches, not the Apaches, and all the Indian groups that speak the Apache language family are called the Apache in a broad sense." But many of these tribes, such as the Lipan and Meska, will be violent when you say that. ”

Bai Huang wisely shut up and didn't express any opinions.

Seeing that he pursed his mouth tightly and did not speak, the old professor also laughed regretfully: "Well, in fact, this feather should be worn by the Sahaptin. And it's not the colored feathers on the crown, the Indian groups in the northern highlands, they never decorate the crown with colored feathers, only black and white feathers, this one should be inserted on both sides of the back shoulder. ”

Fishing and hunting, alpine ......

Dizzy, why didn't you remember that this side of the Rocky Mountains stretching into the United States also happens to be the basin of the Columbia River? And this area is just northeast of the small town of Keno, where the tri-state border of Washington, Oregon, and Idaho meets. No matter how far away the Indians are, they can't find the top of Keno.

But what kind of Sahaptin people are this, Bai Huang also knows a little, divided into a total of 7 ethnic groups, God knows which ethnic group this feather belongs to?

"But Professor, this Sahaptin has several tribes......" Bai Huang grinned, his brows furrowed slightly.

"You're in luck, Chinese lad." Professor Kamoyer looked at him with a look of sympathy, but still a little gloating no matter how you looked at it: "I don't know why you're looking for the owner of this feather ornament, but I would say that no matter if there is a reason or a curiosity, don't go any further." ”

"Because there is only one tribe among the Sahaptin who will choose indigo paint, and that is the Palouse. This tribe is located along the Palouse River, which is the name of the Snake River in the three northwestern states. Well, their customs are belligerent, conservative, and vigilant, and even in the eighties of the last century, there were tribes that retained the custom of hunting the scalps of hostile tribes to divide the merits of war......"

"However, doesn't it mean that many Indian tribes have been assimilated into American society?" Bai Huang stared at Kamoyer.

Faced with the druid's question, Kamoye just snorted twice and scoffed: "This tribe is distributed along the Palouse River, which is the name of the Snake River in the three northwestern states. I won't talk about the rest, you should know it too, right? As the interstate of three states, and in an area like the Rocky Mountains that is difficult to reach by modern civilization, do you think the Indian tribes there would be such hospitable guys? ”

Bai Huang sniffed, there was nothing more to say.

However, he has broken through the drug lord's lair, and several cannibal tribes can still scare him.

I mistakenly thought it was the Apache tribe before, but I just felt that it was a little troublesome, but I wasn't really afraid of anything.

"Thank you, Professor Kamoyer, and I hope that the next time you come back, your Indian Studies course has not been cut by your school leadership." After viciously thanking Kamoyer, Bai Huang waved goodbye.

"Hey, you hateful boy, although I hear your curse, I still have to say, don't risk it to the Palouse!"

Looking at the druid's back, the old professor jumped to his feet and shouted.

……

This old man is good, familiar with the current situation in China, and does not have any prejudices unique to white-skinned pigs.

But for the kindness of others, Bai Huang is destined to live up to it.

Who let that Palouse man dare to touch the tiger's buttocks, pull teeth out of the crocodile's mouth, and compete with lions for food? No matter how much those people believe in nature, or how cruel they are to other strangers, Bai Huang will go and break through, and he will not give up until he gets the druid seed.

In downtown Portland, he casually took a greyhound bus heading east, and then got on and off in a slightly secluded town, Bai Huang found a safe place and turned into a big bird and soared into the sky.

Squeeze your hands ...... With a compass on his paws, Bai Huang flew all the way to south-east, until he saw a clear river hidden in the mountains, and then he found a place to stop and rest.

The Snake River has arrived, and the next step down the river will be to find the location of the Palouse.

But it was already dusk, so he had to find a place to spend the night first.

After a night of casual dealing with the field, when he woke up the next day, the druid stretched out his back in confusion and actually poked into a hairy thing.

When I looked back, I was speechless, it was actually a group of North American gray wolves that were enough to scare ordinary people to death. When several little wolf cubs saw him wake up, they immediately chirped vigorously, ignoring the she-wolf's call a little farther away.

I must have felt the power of nature and sneaked over at night.

If this is an ordinary person, he won't be scared of anal fissures.

Bai Huang spent a lot of time with wild animals, but he was not frightened, but he had a feeling that he was sleeping silently.

"Rub, I'm still sleeping with a few minors." The druid scratched the back of his head speechlessly, and played with this group of animals that were already rare in China for a while, before he turned into a big bird and flew again.

Looking back, the she-wolf's eyes showed a very human shock, obviously this time it was frightened.

……

While snickering, I searched for this strangely named river, and along the way, in several places with good terrain, I also ran into some Indian tribes who had escaped modern civilization.

But he wasn't sure if what he was seeing was a Palouse.

However, the target of the druids is not only the Palouse group, anyway, judging from the theft of the bracelet, those Indian tribes that still retain their primitive beliefs, there may be tribal witch doctors and other goods, who can sense the extraordinaryness of natural seeds, so in these primitive Indian tribes, there are likely to be other seed fragments.

So he found a tribe, and he circled down, searching back and forth over the tribe to feel it, until he was sure that there were no fluctuations in the druid seeds, and then he flew high in the sky again.

But whenever he lowered his altitude and was seen by the primitive Indians, most of these different tribes would stay for a long time, then shout, and then call all the tribesmen out, and kneel and bow down to him outside, as if they were gods.

Halo, do you want to be so exaggerated?

Bai Huang only knew that the Indians were in awe of nature, and they were very longing for some powerful natural creatures, especially the overlords in the sky, and hundreds of tribes of all sizes on the entire North American continent used eagle vultures as tribal totems, accounting for nearly half of them, and other tribes that believed in gods and goddesses would not ignore eagle vultures......

But these real scenes that happened in front of the druid's eyes still made him sigh with emotion.

……

Because he had to search back and forth on both sides of the Snake River, Bai Huang's progress was not fast, the total flight mileage was almost more than 200 kilometers, but he was still traveling between Idaho and Oregon, and the day passed quickly, and when he found a place to change back into human form and search for satellite maps, he found that he was in a straight line, and he only walked more than 30 kilometers.

However, according to Kamoyer, within 20 kilometers on both sides of the Snake River, there may be a tribal gathering area of the Palouse, so if you want to miss a single one, you can only follow the current dragnet search to find it.

Four days later.

The Big White Bird flew over the Snake River, the widest and gentlest section of the Rocky Mountains, to the lower secondary plateau.

Although the altitude is lower, the difference between the peaks is greater, and it is almost impossible to find a slightly flat piece of land on both sides of the river.

Damn, where this kind of bird doesn't, can it live in people?

The druid muttered as he widened his search, for in this area, in addition to the Snake River, there were countless tributaries with a slightly smaller flow, and wherever there was flowing water, there would always be room for human existence.

Soon, he really found a relatively gentle mountain slope, and according to his previous experience, in this kind of area, he could not meet one or two Indian tribes.

Bai Huang's guess was not wrong, and as a giant golden eagle, his eyesight was also proportional to his size.

He didn't fly long before he saw a plateau lake sandwiched between a mountain col in mid-air.

The lake wasn't big, it could even be said to be a little small, but none of that mattered, because two or three kilometers away from the lake, he had already seen the iconic wooden totem poles of the Indian tribes. In addition to this, he even sensed a fluctuation that vaguely resembled that of a druid seed.

Overjoyed, Bai Riguang barely managed to keep his composure, and after some deep thought, he decided not to make it so eye-catching this time, but to touch it carefully to see if it was really a druid seed.

landed on the ground, changed back into a human form, and just as he raised his legs to leave, he thought about it and took out Ah Jiu, and turned into the second form of the Kenai Mountain Wolf and followed beside him.

Not so much to prevent wild beasts, but to worry that if a Palouse came out to hunt, he would bring himself a javelin.

Soon, he approached the lake he had seen earlier.

The water of the highland lake is always very clear and refreshing, and as a druid, this feeling is even more profound. So after coming to the lake, he didn't continue to move forward, but couldn't help but stop, took a handful of lake water, and washed his face.

Droplets of water ran down her cheeks and down her neck.

When he opened his eyes, he couldn't help but froze.

It's not that the lake is too cold, or that a Kanas monster suddenly pops up in front of you, but that on the originally calm and waveless lake, a human face appears in the blink of an eye, followed by a thrilling pale yellow wheat color.

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I would like to state that the Indians are actually very much in line with the Oriental aesthetic.

In addition, one time when I was on a bad website, I found a lot of pictures of Indian beauties, which are much better for lilies than looking at Japan on the tip of the tongue, which is simply a perfect combination of wild and natural beauty. As for what coding means, we said we don't know anything. rs

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