"What? Going to Africa? Bao Jiahu stared at Lin Luoran suspiciously, "I said, you seem to have just come back!" ”

"That's why I'm going to invite you to go with me, what's the good thing, of course I have to think of our sister Baojia." Lin Luoran joked, trying to make this topic easier.

Bao Jia's face is very thin, and the whole person is a complete cultivator, dragging her to see the African savannah seems to be a pretty good idea?

Bao Jia craned his neck: "Even if you girl has a conscience." However, Luo Dong has started school...... "She still has to try to chirp, Lin Luoran wrenched her fingers and counted it to her:

"It's that Luo Dong is about to start school, and Lin's father and Lin mother will go back to the city to take care of him, aren't you bored to stay in the villa alone?"

Bao Jianu mouthed: "Isn't there still Xiaojin?" ”

"You're more comfortable in the mountains without Xiao Jin, go on, go-"

As if to confirm Lin Luoran's statement, "Ao Jiaojin" tilted his head to look this way, and called out a few times.

Xiaojin's cooperation, coupled with Lin Luoran's rare appearance of being a little daughter, the penanced Baojia finally agreed to go out for a trip.

The ticket was set quickly, and the three people on this trip, except for Wen Guanjing, did not go to Africa, who is not curious about this mysterious land?

The source of the photos is Namibia, an area in the Kalahari Desert, just out of the airport, which belongs to the unique hot and dry feeling of the African continent, which makes Baojia unbearable.

Lin Luoran threw a water cover on her face, and she suddenly felt that her breathing was much easier.

They did not leave for their destination immediately, and according to Wen Guanjing, among the tribes of the Bushmen, food and water, as well as necessary medicines, were far better than money.

The three of them made a lot of purchases, Lin Luoran had space, and the Qiankun bag was finally fulfilled by Baojia, and it had become her belonging. Seeing that she had filled the distance of one cubic meter before giving up, Lin Luoran wondered if she was going to be ready to stay in the tribe for a month or two.

Wen Guanjing also arranged a guide, who came out of the Bushman tribe and has gradually integrated into modern society, can speak English and Bushman, and is a good translator.

A weather-beaten jeep weaves through the sand.

The deeper they go into the depths of the Kalahari Desert, the trees are sparse and scattered, and the vegetation on the ground is far away before there are clusters, which are similar to the grassy African savannah in "Animal World" that they have watched since childhood, but they are fundamentally different in their bones.

Mineral-rich Africa is not everywhere with gold.

The tattered jeep air conditioner had already broken down, and he didn't open the car window, but Lin Luoran's cultivation was okay, and he was already not afraid of the scorching heat and cold, like Baojia, less than three minutes, it was like soaking in sweat and scooping it up, and his whole body was soaked, and his face was like rain, and the sweat kept dripping.

Only by opening the windows of the car to allow the air to convection, the sand and dust brought up by the wheels soon hit the face, sticking to the cheeks that had just been sweating and refused to leave, black and mushy.

Lin Luoran was refreshed, his whole body was not stained with any dust, and Bao Jia exhaled: "This is too worrying...... How long will I be able to cultivate like you? ”

Lin Luoran glanced at her, the water aura and wood aura of physical strength were showing signs of loosening and wandering, as long as he could command his physical aura freely, and there was a circulation of aura, he had officially stepped into the early stage of qi training.

"Soon, as long as you can study the Fa, you will be able to avoid this dust."

Bao Jia glanced at her, her face was covered with sand, and she didn't bother to look at the scenery outside the car window. Anyway, it is estimated that she will spend a lot of time in this desert, and she has the opportunity to appreciate it.

Wen Guanjing sat on the co-pilot and turned his head: "It's only been three years that you have cultivated to the early stage of Qi cultivation, which can be regarded as a very good qualification." "Others don't know, but he knows that like Li Xi'er, a single-line Daoji, it took seven or eight years to reach the middle stage of Qi training, so this friend of Senior Sister Lin, in just three years to the early stage of Qi training, should be enough to make many people envious.

Lin Luoran looked out the window: "Qualifications are important, but she also has to work her own." "Bao Jia is really working hard in her cultivation, she has been trapped in the Blood Pool Underground Palace for three years, the Lin family has no one to support her cultivation, and without the support of pills and spirit stones, Bao Jia has made such progress, which shows that she is diligent in her cultivation.

The car drove for seven or eight hours in the desert, only taking a break during dinner, mainly Wen Guanjing and the local guide named Barney, and even so, Bao Jia was so turned that he almost vomited out of his yellow bile.

Lin Luoran was a little apologetic, and sent a little wood spirit power into her body, and the wood spirit energy in Bao Jia's body quickly resonated, and she felt that the whole person woke up and her state was a lot easier.

Under the guidance of the guide, Lin Luoran and the three came to a small tribe of the Bushmen.

In today's Kalahari Desert, there are less than 10,000 Bushmen, only a small part of them are still living in the desert, and there are only about 20 people in each small group.

Where they parked their car, there were only a few dead trees and some weeds, all of which looked like they were dead, surrounded by yellow sand, and it was hard to imagine that there were really people living here in the depths of such a desert.

Barney led the way in front, and Lin Luoran and the three of them followed him, walking towards the place where there was a flickering fire, where there was a firelight and human voices, it should be the tribe of the Bushmen they were looking for.

Lin Luoran knows that some tribes in Africa are very poor, but if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, it's really hard to imagine that they can be so poor. The typical representative of them is the Bushmen who are far away from modern civilization, such as the scene she saw at this time,

Along the way, there are only a few fires and some low huts made of thatch, both men and women, all of whom cover important parts with straw rope weaving, children are naked, and women are also open-chested and bare-breasted.

The Bushmen who were only about 1.5 meters tall were holding spears and waited for them, and it turned out that they heard the movement of the jeep from a long distance, and now it was sunset, which was already a dangerous signal for the alert Bushmen.

Fortunately, Wen Guanjing brought a guide, otherwise what was waiting for them would not be the news of the mural, but a conflict in the first place.

Hearing Barney negotiate with them, these people finally didn't point their spears at the three of them again, but they didn't relax, they all looked at the three of them vigilantly, especially Lin Luoran, the Bushmen were born with a high sense of danger, Lin Luoran came from the desert, but the whole person was clean, although there was a smile on their faces, they intuitively felt that this woman was angry, it should be terrible.

The look on Barney's face gradually relaxed, and he turned to Lin Luoran and the three of them, saying that one of the things they needed to do at this time was to visit the chief.

The chief was the leader of the tribe, and when Lin Luoran followed behind Barney, and when he found the chief's residence, he found that it was a slightly larger thatched hut, and there was no imaginary treatment that the chief should enjoy, and a group of men, women, and children of the Bushmen were talking and laughing around the fire, although they were not clothed, and they didn't know why the smile on their faces could make people look sincere and touching regardless of skin color and race.

The chief is a very young Bushman guy, about 1.6 meters tall, and he is already considered strong in the tribe. The gift given was very slight in Lin Luoran's opinion, ten catties of beef, one catty of salt, and several bottles of pure water.

The chief was very happy to see the ten catties of beef, but when he saw the bottled water, the old and the young next to the fire, all gathered around. Even the hunters, who were very hostile to the three of them at first, showed a smile on their faces for the first time.

"Water is ......so precious," Bao Jia whispered.

Lin Luoran shook his head: "You keep watching." But she remembered the movie "God is Crazy", maybe they didn't care about more than just clean drinking water itself.

Sure enough, Barney said in English: "They love these bottles, saying they collect drinking water, and that we are honored guests of the Bushmen!" ”

The English Lin Luoran and the three of them can understand it, Bao Jia smacked her tongue, there are more candies in her bag, which seems to be a little flashy.

Bao Jia was naturally very close to the people, Lin Luoran and Wen Guanjing avoided people to talk to the chief in detail, and Bao Jia stayed by the fire and exchanged with a group of Bushman women and children with gestures.

At the back of the shack, Wen Guanjing took out a printed photo from his backpack and handed it to the young chief.

The modern technology shocked the chief, and he took it over and over again, and Barney conveyed Lin Luoran's request to him, and the chief took a closer look at the contents of the photograph itself. Maybe it was because of the light on his back, he couldn't see it for a long time, Lin Luoran took out a small flashlight to illuminate it, the young chief was amazed at all the things of modern civilization, it seems that almost no one in this tribe has ever come.

Lin Luoran waited patiently for the young chief to finish studying the "glowing stick", and promised to give him the flashlight, and the chief really began to identify the photo seriously.

"Ahh

Lin Luoran and Wen Guanjing glanced at each other, and they both saw the joy on each other's faces. Looking at the chief's expression, he clearly knew the mural in the photo!

Could it be that the trip went so well?

Barney asked him, where is this? After asking several times, the chief's eyes widened more and more, and he screamed in horror a few times, and he simply fainted!

Stunned? - What is the situation, Lin Luoran frowned, just asking about a mural can also scare people......

Wen Guanjing smiled bitterly: "No! ”

Well, the Bushmen, who were smiling just now, surrounded them again with spears, and Lin Luoran also felt distressed, this changed her look, and the chief was also stunned by the two, so she couldn't help these Bushmen change their faces......