Perhaps out of a sense of compensation, or out of gratitude, the three guides, after discussing for a while, decided to take Hong Tao and them to the village of the Maasai people for a walk during the half day of rest. This project is not included in the hunting itinerary, it is completely added by the hunting guide, it is estimated that the idea is to urinate in the Netherlands, and he also specially reminded Hong Tao to let him carry the small stick.

For this accompanying tourism project, the fat boss is resolute not to go, the reason is very simple, the environment in this hotel is comfortable, eat and drink without worry, he is not willing to go to the sun to see what nomadic village. Boss Liu didn't want to go, he was stolen by those baboons, but he was very interested in them, and planned to stay in the hotel, while teasing the baboons, while resting.

Hong Tao is actually reluctant to go, in his impression, the villages of the African indigenous tribes are almost all adobe houses or thatched houses, and the sanitary conditions are very poor, in case the people are too enthusiastic, leave yourself there for a meal or something, do you say you eat or not?

Eat, our stomach really can't catch up with the black brothers' resistance, and if we don't get another dysentery or something, then it's troublesome. Don't eat it, it's too bad to give people face, especially this kind of indigenous people, in case they annoy others, they will give you two blows with their long javelins, which is worse than having dysentery.

However, Hong Tao is not good at refusing the proposal of the guides, which can be regarded as an additional project for Hong Tao in order to compensate for his mistakes, which can be regarded as the kindness of others. In addition, Hong Tao still has that little stick in his hand, if it is really like the Dutch pee, this thing is a token, then he really has to go on a trip, or he will definitely have to annoy those Maasai people. Hong Tao had seen their ability to be elusive on the grassland, and unless they left for South Africa immediately, they only needed to spend a day on the grassland. Hong Tao was afraid that a Marseille hunter with a javelin and a red cloth would appear at his bedside in the middle of the night.

Among them, the one who wants to go to the Maasai village the most is Wei Han, who is in charge of photography, and the more subjects he has, the happier he is. And Hong Tao really admires his professionalism, as long as he puts the camera on his shoulder, this guy will be the same as resisting an air-to-ground missile, and he will immediately become unafraid.

In addition to Hong Tao and Wei Han, Pan also joined the team that went to the camp of the Maasai people, who, according to her, had always lived in their own circles and were difficult for outsiders to access. Even if there are some Maasai people who have lost their herds because their pastures are occupied by protected areas. They have to come out to work as bodyguards or hunting guides for tourists, but ordinary people still can't come into their lives.

And this small wooden stick in Hong Tao's hand is a key to get close to the Maasai people, if there is no wooden stick, Pan will never follow Hong Tao and them to the Maasai village, it is self-inflicted. Let's not say that people don't let you enter the village, I'm afraid you haven't even seen the village yet. You'll have to be stopped.

Scarcity is expensive! Originally, Hong Tao thought that going to the Maasai village was the same as traveling to various minority settlements in our country. Everyone lined up in the villages and towns, taking pictures and buying souvenirs with local ethnic customs. Now listening to Pan's words, he realized that the small wooden stick in his hand had such a big effect, and the village of the Maasai people was not something he could go to if he wanted to, and Hong Tao, who was not very willing to go, was immediately a little curious.

Curiosity kills cats! When Holland urinated, Hong Tao, Wei Han, and Pan drove an off-road vehicle and came out of the camp all the way north. After driving for nearly an hour, and finally seeing the village of the Maasai people from a distance, Hong Tao almost slapped himself in a big mouth!

The Maasai village has a unique shape, with a view from the high slope where the buggy is located. It's like an Arabic numeral 8, and there are more than 10 shacks in a larger circle, Hong Tao looked for a word that could describe buildings for a long time, and finally he could only use the word shack, so he still felt a little ashamed of the word.

And the smaller circle has no buildings, empty, according to the living habits of the Maasai people introduced to Hong Tao by the Dutch before urinating, this should be the Maasai cattle pen.

The small village sits on a meadow, probably because of the long passage of cattle, and the nearby has been trampled out of two dirt roads that are not very grassy, extending out for a hundred and ten meters, and then it is all yellow and green grass again.

"This village is too small, are you sure that the Maasai who gave me the stick lives here?" Hong Tao was very skeptical of the judgment of Dutch urine.

"There is only one village in the entire crater, and most of them live in the Serengeti and Masai Mara grasslands, beyond which you can go north." The Dutch were quite sure of their judgment.

"There's someone up ahead!" In fact, there is no need for Hong Tao to say, everyone can also see that in the originally empty meadow, 4 or 5 figures suddenly appeared, all of them were thin and tall, very similar to the 2 Maasai people in Hong Tao's hunting team, but the difference was that they were not wearing the red cloth, but a black cloth.

"This is the young people of the village, they haven't finished the coming-of-age ceremony, so they can't wear red. You can see that their faces are covered with white paint, which signifies that they have turned 16 and are ready to complete the rite of passage. "The Dutch pee seems to know a lot about the Maasai people.

"Take out your stick and show them!" The young Maasai men walked to a place more than ten meters away from the SUV and stopped, but their posture did not seem to be friendly, not like they had come to greet the guests, but as if they were blocking the road and robbing them.

Hong Tao followed the instructions of the Dutch pee, stretched out the small wooden stick less than 1 meter long out of the window, and waved it at the few Maasai youths who were blocked in front of the car. When the young men saw the stick in Hong Tao's hand, they immediately reacted, got together and said a few words to each other, and then a person walked to the window, took the stick from Hong Tao's hand, checked it carefully, and then said a few words to Hong Tao, and shouted two words to his companions, and two of the young men in the Maasai immediately turned around and ran back.

Hong Tao couldn't understand what they were saying, and they should know this little wooden stick and send someone back to deliver the message. After more than ten minutes, the small village suddenly boiled, and several figures emerged from each small shack, and then merged into a stream of people, walking towards Hong Tao and their car.

This was the first time that Hong Tao had such close contact with so many African natives, and although his Dutch guide repeatedly reassured him that these Maasai people were safe and safe, Hong Tao still had the urge to turn around and run away when he looked at the pile of strange-shaped people in front of the car.

There were about 20 of them in the group, and the leader seemed to be a little older, at least the pigtails on the top of his head were gray. There are also 3 Maasai people in red cloth beside him, and they are definitely not too young, but Hong Tao really can't tell how old they are, and he can't even tell the range of 30s and 40s.

In addition to the four Maasai who were the first to wear red cloth, most of the people behind them were also dressed in various colors, and one of them was the most flamboyant, not only wearing a flowered sheet, but also wearing a necklace made of N colored beads around his neck.

At this time, Hong Tao and they had already gotten out of the car, and the Dutch urine pulled Hong Tao to meet him, and snatched the small wooden stick from Hong Tao's hand, and then communicated with the leading old man in the other party's language.

In any case, the leading old man of the Maasai let the Holland pee and flickered, not only agreed to let Hong Tao and them enter his village, but also held a small welcome ceremony, the content of the ceremony was a dance, and more than a dozen Maasai people who followed the old man jumped from the off-road vehicle to the village.

Hong Tao didn't go to see the dance of the Maasai people, he couldn't even understand the dance of ballet, let alone the simple movements and rich national charm. On the way into the village, he communicated with Holland Pee all the way, and asked all the questions that he didn't understand and didn't understand. (To be continued......)