"What? Going to Africa?" Baojia stared at Lin Luoran suspiciously, "I said, you seem to have just come back!"
"That's why I'm planning to invite you to go together. If there's something good to happen, of course we must think of our sister Baojia." Lin Luoran joked, trying to make this topic easier.
Baojia's face is extremely thin, and she is a complete cultivator. It seems like a good idea to drag her to see the African savannah
Baojia raised her neck: "You still have a conscience, girl. However, Luodong starts school..." She still tried to confuse, Lin Luoran pointed her fingers and told her:
"It's just that Luo Dong is about to start school, and Lin's father and Lin's mother will go back to the city to take care of him. Isn't it boring for you to stay in the villa alone?"
Bao Jia pouted: "Isn't there still Xiao Jin?"
"Xiao Jin is more comfortable in the mountains without you, go go go—"
As if to confirm Lin Luoran's statement, "Ao Jiaojin" tilted the carving's head to look this way, and called out a few times.
With Xiaojin's cooperation and Lin Luoran's seldom acting like a little daughter, Baojia, who has been cultivating hard, finally agreed to go on a trip.
The air tickets were quickly booked. Except for Wen Guanjing, the three people on this trip did not go to Africa. In fact, who is not curious about this mysterious land
The source of the landscape photos in this article is a region called Namibia in the Kalahari Desert. Just after leaving the airport, Baojia couldn’t stand the hot and dry feeling unique to the African continent.
Lin Luoran threw a water mask over her face, and she immediately felt that her breathing was much easier.
They didn't leave for their destination right away. According to Wen Guanjing, in the Bushman tribe, food, water, and necessary medicines are far more useful than money.
The three of them made a lot of purchases, Lin Luoran had space, and Baojia finally got her wish for that Qiankun bag, which has become her belonging. Seeing that she filled the space of one cubic meter before giving up, Lin Luoran wondered if she was going to stay in the tribe for a month or two.
Wen Guanjing also arranged for a guide, who came out of the Bushman tribe and has gradually integrated into modern society. He can speak English and Bushman and is a good translator.
A weather-beaten jeep drives through the sand.
The deeper you go into the depths of the Kalahari Desert, the trees are sparsely populated, and the vegetation on the ground is separated by twos and threes in twos and threes. It is two different from the grassy African savannah in "Animal World" they watched since they were young. Something similar, but fundamentally different.
Mineral-rich Africa is not full of gold.
The tattered jeep’s air conditioner broke down a long time ago. If you don’t open the car windows, it’s alright with Lin Luoran’s cultivation level. He’s not afraid of the scorching heat and cold. Like Baojia, it’s like soaking in sweat in less than three minutes. When I picked it up, my whole body was soaked, and my face was like rain, and the sweat was dripping non-stop.
Only by opening the car window to let the air flow, the sand and dust brought up by the wheels quickly hit the face, sticking to the sweaty cheeks and refusing to leave, forming a black ball.
Lin Luoran was refreshed, and her whole body was not stained with any dust. Baojia said angrily, "This is so worrying... How long will I have to practice before I can be like you?"
Lin Luoran glanced at her, and the physical water aura and wood aura were showing signs of loosening and wandering. As long as she can freely direct the physical aura and have a cycle of aura, it means that she has officially entered the early stage of Qi training.
"Soon, as long as you can study the law, you will be able to avoid these dust."
Baojia gave her a sideways glance, her face was covered with sand, and she didn't bother to look at the scenery outside the car window anymore. Anyway, it is estimated that she will spend a lot of time in this desert, and she has a lot of opportunities to appreciate it.
Wen Guanjing sat on the co-pilot and turned his head: "You have reached the early stage of Qi training in only three years, which is considered a very good qualification." Others don't know, but he knows it well, like Li Xi'er, single-system Daoji also took seven or eight years to reach the middle stage of Qi training, so this friend of Senior Sister Lin, who has reached the early stage of Qi training in just three years, should be enough to make many people envious.
Lin Luoran looked out of the window: "Aptitude is important, but she has to work hard on her own." Baojia worked really hard during her cultivation, and during the three years she was trapped in the Blood Pool Underground Palace, the Lin family did not have anyone to support her cultivation. Without the support of pills and spirit stones, Baojia has made such progress, which shows that she is diligent in her cultivation.
The car drove for seven or eight hours in the desert, with only a break for a meal in the middle, mainly because Wen Guanjing and the local guide named Barney switched driving. Almost spit it out.
Lin Luoran was apologetic, and sent a little wood spirit energy into her body, and the wood spirit energy in Baojia's body quickly resonated, and she felt that she was much more relaxed when she woke up.
Led by the guide, the three of Lin Luoran came to a small tribe of Bushmen.
In today's Kalahari Desert, there are less than 10,000 Bushmen, and only a small part of them still live in the desert. A hundred people is already too many.
Where they parked the car, there were only a few dead trees and some weeds, all of which looked like they were dying, surrounded by yellow sand. It was hard to imagine that in such a deep desert, there were really people living here.
Barney led the way, and Lin Luoran and the others followed behind him, walking towards the place where the fire was flickering. There were fire lights and human voices there, which 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 representatives are the Bushmen who are far away from modern civilization, such as the scene she saw at this time,
Where we walked along the way, there were only a few fires and low thatch-built huts. Regardless of men and women, straw ropes were used to cover important parts. Children were naked, and women exposed their breasts. .
The Bushman men, who are only about 1.5 meters tall, are holding spears in front of them. It turns out that they heard the movement of the jeep from a long distance away. Now it is sunset. Red flag.
Fortunately, Wen Guanjing brought a guide, otherwise what was waiting for them would not be news about the murals, but a conflict first.
Hearing Barney chattering with them, these people finally stopped pointing their spears at the three of them, but they did not relax. They all looked at the three of them vigilantly, especially Lin Luoran, who is naturally sensitive to danger. With a strong sense, Lin Luoran walked through the desert, but his whole body was clean. Although there was a smile on his face, they felt that it would be scary for this woman to get angry.
The look on Barney's face gradually relaxed, and he turned to Lin Luoran and said to the three of them that the one thing they need to do at this time is to visit the chief.
The chief is the leader of the tribe. Lin Luoran followed Barney, and when he found the chief's residence, he found that it was just a slightly larger thatched hut, without the treatment that the chief should enjoy. A group of Bushmen men and women Young and old chatted and laughed around the fire. Although they were naked, they didn't know why the smiles on their faces could make people ignore the skin color and race, and they seemed sincere and moving.
The chief is a very young Bushman guy, about 1.6 meters tall, already considered strong and strong in the tribe. Lin Luoran saw the gift as very slight, ten catties of beef, one catty of salt, and several large barrels of purified water.
The chief was very happy to see ten catties of beef, but when he saw the bottled water, all the people, young and old, gathered around the fire. Even those hunters who were very hostile to the three of them at first showed a smile for the first time.
"Water is so precious..." Baojia whispered.
Lin Luoran shook her head: "Keep watching." But she remembered the movie "God Is Crazy", maybe what they care about is not just clean drinking water itself.
Sure enough, Barney said in English: "They all like these bottles, saying that they can collect drinking water, and that we are the distinguished guests of the Bushmen!"
The three of them, Lin Luoran, could understand English, and Baojia clicked her tongue. There were mostly candies in her Qiankun bag, which seemed a bit flashy.
Baojia is very close to the people by nature, Lin Luoran and Wen Guanjing avoided people to go to the chief to discuss in detail, Baojia stayed by the fire, and communicated with a group of Bushman women and children with hand gestures.
At the back of the shed, Wen Guanjing took out the printed photo from his backpack and handed it to the young chief.
The chief was shocked by this modern technology. He took it and looked at it over and over again. Barney conveyed Lin Luoran's request to him, and then the chief looked at the content of the photo itself. Perhaps it was because of the backlight, but he couldn't find a place to look at 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 been there.
Lin Luoran and the others patiently waited for the young chief to study the "glowing stick" and promised to give him a flashlight as a gift, then the chief really began to seriously identify the photos.
"Ah—" His pupils widened and he exclaimed.
Lin Luoran and Wen Guanjing looked at each other, and they both saw the joy on each other's faces. Judging by the chief's expression, he clearly recognized the mural in the photo!
Is this trip so smooth
Barney asked him, where is this? After asking several times, the chief's eyes became wider and wider, he screamed in horror a few times, and he simply fainted!
fainted? ——What's the situation? Lin Luoran frowned. Just asking about a mural can also scare people into fainting...
Wen Guanjing smiled wryly: "No!"
Well, the bushmen who were still smiling just now surrounded them again with their spears, and Lin Luoran also felt distressed, but if she saw it, the chief was also fainted by the two of them, and these bushmen couldn't help it change face...