There was no turning back along the way, and Hu Xiaodao walked almost a kilometer before turning into a sand dune with Monica and stopping.

"It's past ten o'clock now, close to five hours, isn't it a bit silly for us to come out at this time?" Although Hu Xiaodao was not afraid of the desert, he still spoke, and at the same time turned on the live broadcast.

"Hold the grass! ~ Brother Dao has already arrived in the Sahara? Is this girl Shui Ling, an Arab? ”

"Command, airborne, what is this anchor doing? What is Sahara Adventure? ”

"I'm rubbing, now there are still creatures that don't know Brother Dao appearing, come on, come on, brother and you have a private chat! I'm rubbing, it's a girl! ”

The audience in the live broadcast room seems to be accustomed to the sudden closure and opening of Hu Xiaodao, there are about 70,000 resident users in it, as long as Hu Xiaodao is online, there are all kinds of rewards, and the audience in other rooms will immediately flock to it.

"Hello everyone, I'm in the Sahara Desert now, this is my guide for this adventure - Monica, if anyone lacks a girlfriend, you can sign up, the girl is not only beautiful, but also has a good family background!" Hu Xiaodao said with a smile.

"Hey, what are you talking about? Do you speak Chinese? Are you streaming again? Monica looked at Hu Xiaodao's strange smile and knew that he didn't say anything nice.

"No, no, I'm just saying hello to my friends, okay, you take the lead, let's talk about it when we get to the ground, I'll broadcast the meeting live!" Hu Xiaodao smiled and picked up his things and followed Monica away.

"I tell you, my guide is remarkable, she's a Tuareg, and she's purebred—

Why, because only pure-bred Tuaregs would be out of the category of Africans and Arabs, and of course they still profess Islam, but they are just a breath of fresh water in Islam.

The women of the Tuareg were able to roam happily without a veil, to have private property, to preside over many daily tasks, and in any way the status of women was much higher than that of men.

The Tuareg people have their own script, but it is generally only the female Tuaregs who can read and write, and many of the Tuareg's literary and artistic works are written by them.

According to the legend of the Tuareg people, their true ancestor was a queen named Shinana. Once, the queen, accompanied by her maid Takamat and some male slaves, traveled to a place in the Sahara Desert.

But on the way, they ran out of food and water, and hunger and thirst hit and soon took their lives. In order to save the queen, the loyal maid Takamath dragged her tired body around in search of food and water.

Finally, Takamat found food in an anthill.

The queen and her retinue were saved, and they moved on. Finally, the queen arrived at her destination.

There, the queen and the maid married the natives, and the queen gave birth to a daughter, and the maid gave birth to two daughters. It was these three girls who gave birth to the first generation of Tuaregs.

It is said that when the queen was about to die, she asked someone to dig a grave for her, and then she got dressed, put on jewelry, and jumped in.

In 1925, an American archaeological team found the tomb according to legend and excavated it, and found a well-intact female corpse and many burial goods.

From the above legends, it is not difficult to imagine why women were superior to men among the Tuaregs, who in fact were a feminist society from the beginning.

Monica and I have just experienced an entry tax and an exit tax that only existed in our country in ancient times, and in the desert area, for the Tuareg people, they are basically not allowed to engage in agriculture, they can only graze, but the desert is also not a good pasture.

As a result, the economic life of the Tuareg people is scarce, and it is impossible to survive completely dependent on grazing. In this case, the Tuaregs collected a transit tax – in fact, a conservation fee – from caravans to and from the Sahara!

On the other hand, they simply armed the caravans or the surrounding settled countries. Sometimes the Tuaregs themselves were involved in business, but their goods were generally looted.

So if you come here and meet a few jeeps and soldiers stop you and ask you for money, just give them obediently, don't force it, this is a tradition that they have passed down for thousands of years, hahaha......"

Monica looked back at Hu Xiaodao from time to time like a fool, this kid must have said bad things about himself, but because Monica didn't know Chinese, he could only make Hu Xiaodao proud temporarily.

After walking for nearly an hour, Hu Xiaodao followed Monica to a ruined wall, a typical Islamic-style building that had existed for an unknown number of years, gradually being eroded by the desert.

"Don't broadcast for now, take out the tent, it's hot!" Monica patted the shoulder strap of Hu Xiaodao's backpack.

Hu Xiaodao apologized, and turned off the live broadcast with a few words to the live broadcast room.

"Hmm...... I had two tents in my backpack, a sapper shovel, two flashlights, four batteries, lime powder and mosquito repellent lamps, no knives, four bottles of snake venom and an injection and some emergency medicine! ”

Hu Xiaodao pulled out the tent and reported the items he was carrying.

"You didn't bring water?" Monica couldn't believe her eyes!

"What? Aren't these things what a guide should do? Hu Xiaodao raised his head and said a little strangely.

Now that the temperature is close to 35 degrees, the human body consumes a lot of water every hour, and if you don't hydrate for three hours, you may experience dizziness or fainting, and severe dehydration will make people hallucinate!

"It's over, I'm a little dehydrated, you don't pay attention to me, I want to be quiet!" Monica covered her forehead with her hands and felt as if she had done something stupid!

Hu Xiaodao didn't ask who Jingjing was!

Looking at my watch, there were still three and a half hours before three o'clock in the afternoon, and people could indeed die of thirst if they didn't drink water.

"Sapper shovel for me!" A few minutes later, Monica said to Hu Xiaodao, who was making a tent.

Although he didn't know what Monica wanted to do, Hu Xiaodao still took the sapper shovel from his backpack and handed it to Monica.

Monica walked to a stone pillar with a sapper shovel, seemed to be discerning directions, looked up at the sun, then looked down at her own shadow, and then crouched down and drew something on the sand.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Hu Xiaodao felt that this woman was not looking for water, and was talking to herself with a shovel, as if she had a slight sign of dehydration.

Monica ignored the knife, she squatted on the ground and drew for a while, then stood up and took a few steps to the left-hand side, then shook her head again and felt that something was wrong, took a few steps to the right-hand side, and then kept walking.

At first, Hu Xiaodao thought she was stunned, but after walking about fifty meters, Monica took a sapper shovel and began to dig.

It is said that the Tuareg people are a matriarchal society, and if this kind of thing is somewhere else, girls will definitely rely on Hu Xiaodao to complete it, now it's okay, there is nothing to do with Hu Xiaodao, just wait for ready-made ones. 1.