Chapter 217 [Very Handsome Chieftain]
Trust between people starts with gifts, a cigarette can pull the distance of people from strangeness to familiarity, watching a few natives smiling and smoking, completely forgetting that Hu Xiaodao, who was still in a hostile state a minute ago, couldn't help but praise his wit.
Yue Jing has reached the position of three-thirds and fifths at this moment, thinking that he is not afraid of heaven and earth, if King Sao gives an order in the flat ground, even if King Sao does not do it, it is not like playing to destroy these dozen savages with the things in his backpack.
Otherwise, why would the family let themselves go out and find the ancient tomb?
Although the cemetery he found was destroyed beyond recognition, Yue Jing didn't care about it at all, he cared about it at all, he cared about always finding the right place, which was the motivation for him to persevere.
"One day, Lao Tzu must find a complete tomb for you to see!" His legs kept shaking, and Yue Jing, who was holding the rattan on both sides with both hands, thought of it.
Heaven and earth calculated, but I didn't count my fear of heights, since I was a child in kindergarten, other children were happy to do slides, and when Yue Jing climbed up in a daze, he was so scared that he cried!
From then on, he was filled with a sense of fear of being more than two meters above the ground, until he was sixteen years old, until this symptom was given the scientific name "fear of heights"!
As long as he stands on a high place, he will experience dizziness, nausea, and loss of appetite. According to foreign survey data, 91% of modern urbanites have experienced fear of heights. Of these, 10% were clinically phobia.
They have to find ways to avoid the "sudden" fear of heights at all times, they dare not take the transparent elevator, let alone stand on the balcony, they can't even stand the height of the 4th floor, let alone take a plane.
Acrophobia is generally divided into two types, one is physiological fear of heights, such as climbing mountains and being on the edge of cliffs; One is psychological fear of heights, fear of people or things in high places, and low self-esteem and retreat when you see people or things that are stronger than you.
Psychological fear of heights can still be overcome through their own efforts, unfortunately Yue Jing belongs to the first type, physiological fear of heights!
Now that he is standing on this suspension bridge made of hemp and rattan to die, if he is seen by his grandfather and father, he will definitely pull out a gun and force himself to go down, after all, this is the dream of the two of them for many years.
The old mantra was: "How did I do back then, why did my grandson have a Rausch fear of heights?" It's not scientific......"
"Brother Dao, wait for me, I'm ...... I'm almost there! Yue Jing took the time to glance at Hu Xiaodao, who was squatting on the side of the bridge and smoking with a few natives, and shouted loudly.
After shouting, Yue Jing found that his fear seemed to have decreased a little bit, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed!
Just when Yue Jing was a little confident, there was a sudden burst of singing on the opposite side, and the rough voice seemed to continue the unique voice of northern China, which was desolate and fascinating, but the lyrics-
"Sister, you boldly go forward-"
"Go forward, don't look back—"
"The road to heaven, nine thousand nine hundred—"
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine wow-"
Hu Xiaodao stood by the bridge and sang to Yue Jing, that heroic voice and majestic body were just like Yue Jing when he saw his father and grandfather when he was a child, it was so trusting and secure.
Unconsciously, Yue Jing's steps became larger! One step at a time...... My skateboarding shoes......
In the end, Hu Xiaodao once again used his singing voice to prove that music does have endless magic to help people overcome psychological difficulties!
"My knife brother wow...... Scared the hell out of me! The last step out of the suspension bridge, Yue hugged Hu Xiaodao with a bear hug, the 23-year-old man was like a wronged little girl.
"Okay, okay, aren't you back safely? Pay attention to the live broadcaster above my head, there are tens of millions of people watching it, hahaha......" Pushing Yue Jing away, Hu Xiaodao pointed to the live broadcaster on his head.
"Damn, I almost forgot!" Wiping his nose, Yue Jing raised his feet and was about to walk forward, but was pulled by six natives behind him.
After the native grabbed Yue Jing, he stretched out his right hand at Hu Xiaodao at the same time, rubbed his thumb, index finger and middle finger against each other, and pointed to his mouth.
"Hold the grass! Nationality gestures, these natives blow up the sky! ”
"It's so obscene!"
"Quick, King Sao scatters smoke, I promise not to kill you!"
The Turen's move weakened the incident of Yue Jing's crying nose, and after only two or three quick barrage complaints, the audience's attention was successfully shifted to the Turen's gestures.
Even the audience in the live broadcast room understands, can Hu Xiaodao not understand? It was only when they saw the expressions of their companions that they reached out for cigarettes.
There was no way, Hu Xiaodao took out a cigarette case and gave them a few more, and after lighting it, several natives were very happy, but they no longer looked at them coldly, as if everyone was a good friend.
After passing the suspension bridge, after walking for less than ten minutes, I finally succeeded in coming to the back of the mountain, where the view is wide, the back of the mountain faces the sea, surrounded by mountains, and all kinds of birds fly along the peaks in unison, which can be regarded as a paradise.
Drought-resistant crops such as sorghum and sweet potatoes are planted on the side, and in the distance, there are many native teenagers and children shooting arrows, and women pounding wild vegetables in pots with the bones of unknown animals, as if preparing meals.
When all the natives saw that they were holding two outsiders, they all put down the things in their hands and ran to the side of the road with a scream, as if they were preparing to psychologically burden Hu Xiaodao and Yue Jing.
Along the way, a variety of low wooden houses and howling crowds show that this is an authentic primitive tribal living area.
However, Changsheng saw a lot of travel bags and some high-tech digital cameras on the side of the road, climbing and digging tools. These modern technologies were casually discarded by the natives, and instead continued to use what had been passed down from their ancestors.
At the very back of the tribe is a pyramid-shaped building about six meters tall, which is actually larger than other wooden houses rather than buildings, but in comparison, it looks grandiose.
To Hu Xiaodao's surprise, there was a young man wearing a T-shirt and jeans sitting in front of the big house, but the young man's face was covered with oil paint, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.
The howls of the natives seemed to have nothing to do with him, as if they were dead.
Hu Xiaodao and Yue Jing both understood that this young man was the chief here.
The two natives who escorted Hu Xiaodao and them ran over quickly, and after talking for a while, the chief waved his hand and asked people to bring Hu Xiaodao and Yue Jing over. Then I took a cloth and wiped something on my face!
“%&……&*&%……”
Coming to the chief, the natives pushed and kicked the kneecaps of the two of them a few times, the meaning was obvious, kneel!
"You'd better cooperate with them, or I won't be able to save you!" The expressionless chief said in pure English after wiping the oil paint off his face!
"Damn! This native is so handsome! Hu Xiaodao and Yue Jing had this thought in their minds at the same time!