The female boss's god-level bodyguard

Chapter 571 Afforestation
This group of indigenous people held the most primitive hunting weapons such as spears, bows and arrows. They wore ragged clothes, both men and women showed their upper body, thin, dry and dark skin, wearing all kinds of strange bone ornaments, and even walked barefoot on the ground. on the hot sand.

"A Bushman?" Lin Fei quickly recognized the origin of these natives, squinted his eyes, and seemed to understand something.

"Hehe, as expected of Mr. Skelp, you can recognize the origins of these aborigines at a glance." Frank praised, and then ran to several leading natives, talking to one of them.

Su Yingxue was confused and asked Lin Fei, "Who did you say they were?"

Lin Fei simply explained: "The Bushmans are primitive tribes living in the deserts of central and southern Africa. Their ancestors lived here 2 years ago. They are the oldest group of human beings. Not too much.

Look at their men and women, the heights are no more than 1.5 meters and 1.3 meters respectively, it is because their genes are the oldest and pure Bushmen, and they have not evolved much. It can be said that they are among the most human beings. It is a very miraculous nation that can survive the harsh environment."

Su Yingxue looked around, the yellow sand was long, and even the plants were some of the most barren sand plants. It is true that ordinary people can't even find food, but these indigenous people can live here for 2 years, which is really incredible.

"Okay, I've explained our background to them, now we can go to see Priest Dadar," Frank ran back and said.

"Mr. Frank, you can also speak the native language?" Su Yingxue was quite surprised.

Frank grinned and wiped his nose, "I can't speak Bushman, it's because their tribe has communicated with the white people who came to Europe to build market towns in the desert since the 40s, and did some desert guidance work, so they can speak some simple language. English".

"Who is the priest of Dadar?"

"Uh……"

"It is the leader of the Bushmen. The Bushmen use rock paintings to inherit civilization and communicate. In their 2-year rock painting records, the priest who divination good fortune and begged for rain has always been their leader," Lin Fei said.

Frank clapped his hands, "Yes, as Mr. Skelp said, we're going to meet their... BOSS!"

The four of them followed the group of natives into the central area of ​​the oasis.

There are quite a few tents made of animal skins located in the middle of a clearing. To the north of the clearing there is a stream that has dried up. If it is the rainy season, there will be water in this stream for several months.

Before everyone could get there, a man wearing a copper hair crown, two big braids, colorful coarse clothes, and a dead wooden walking stick came out from the largest tent made of wild boar skin. Elderly Bushmen.

The old man's face was full of traces of time, and it was impossible to tell how old he was, as if he had only a layer of skin and bones.There is also a string of desert cobra's snake bones hanging from the dead wood cane he is leaning on.

"Priest Dadar, I'm sorry, we came a little late, the plane was affected by some air currents." Frank stepped forward and shook hands with the old priest.

Da Daer's eyes seem not very good, in fact, one eye seems to have a severe cataract, but it does not affect his actions.

After shaking hands with Frank, Dadar said in English with a strange accent: "Mr. Frank, is that the honorary director of the hall, Skelp, and the new councilor Miss Su Yingxue?"

Lin Fei stepped forward with a smile and shook hands with Da Daer, "Hi, it's an honor to meet you, the strength of Da Daer's priest is amazing."

I don't know why, but Lin Fei always feels that there is a huge power hidden in this dadar's body, but this kind of tribal priests who have existed for more than 2 years often have the ability to communicate with ancient gods. You can say that these are illusory Things are some legends and myths, but it does not prevent some unexplained phenomena from really existing.

Da Daer was not surprised that Lin Fei could see something, nodded with a smile, and reached out to shake Su Yingxue.

Su Yingxue looked at the dirty hand, who didn't know what kind of paint had been applied, and was not happy in her heart. She always felt that it was too dirty, but out of politeness, she smiled and gave him a simple shake.

Just such a slight handshake, Da Daer's blurry eyes with cataracts suddenly flashed a faint red light, and he looked at Su Yingxue a few more times with some deep meaning.

"Priest Dadar, what's wrong?" Su Yingxue was a little afraid of this look.

Da Daer shook his head and said nothing, and said to Frank: "You guys will rest in our tribe for one night today. Tomorrow morning, I will take you to meet the forester, and I will take a few tribesmen to him to hunt some wild animals by the way."

"Haha, how many trees have the foresters planted in the past two years?" Frank asked.

Da Daer pursed his lips and smiled, shaking his head.

"Who is the forest planter?" Lin Fei and Su Yingxue were puzzled, how could there be such a guy?Could it be the guardian of the treasure house?
Mrs. Mu explained with a smile: "It is a handyman who takes care of the surrounding environment of the treasure house. Their family has been passed down from generation to generation. Now this forest planter has been working for nearly 70 years. The forest planter has no name, so he is called 'forest planter'. They They have no right to enter the treasure house, but they will plant trees and flowers near the treasure house to improve the environment in the desert.

In fact, the treasure house of the hall was built in an oasis in the past, but as the environment deteriorated, the oasis continued to shrink, so it was forced to ask foresters to maintain it and plant trees. The treasury in the hall is safer, and at the same time, it can give the Bushmen here some emergency resources.

But you can also see how bad the environment here is. This forester can't support a single tree every year on average, so people in our council will make fun of him, saying that he planted more dead than alive , The difference between this name and the survival rate of his tree planting is too big. "

"After 70 years of planting, less than [-] trees have been planted? Don't talk about afforestation, building a flower bed is tiring." Lin Fei smiled. He didn't expect that the council would have such a wonderful position.

"Foresters have been a tradition since the founding of the Council, and it has existed throughout the ages. Now you may think it is a bit absurd, but in ancient times, technology was not as advanced as it is now, and no one would disturb the treasure house.

The seniors of the Senate naturally hoped to make the treasury more attractive, and would not consider whether it was too eye-catching. Planting trees in the desert was a matter of course.

In fact, we all joined the association decades later than the current forest planter, and he is still our predecessor," Mrs. Mu said.

Although it is not far from the location of the treasure house, but because the terrain on that side is more complicated, the plane cannot land, and it is not convenient to enter the treasure house after the sky is dark, so with more expectations, everyone listened. According to the words of the priest of Er, camped in this tribe for one night.

At the bonfire party at night, the Bushmen danced aboriginal dances and sang with a strange accent, which was very lively.

Lin Fei took a piece of thorn pork roasted in simple sand and handed it to Su Yingxue who was sitting in the corner.

"I don't want to eat it." Su Yingxue looked at the dark meat and dared not speak.

"It doesn't look like much, but the taste is actually good, natural and pollution-free." Lin Fei blinked.

But Su Yingxue still didn't buy it, and took out a vacuum-packed bag from her travel bag, which was actually full of cotton candy!

Lin Fei's face darkened, and this woman really brought her "bento" with her.

Su Yingxue opened the bag, stuffed a candy in one gulp, and cast a disdainful glance at the dirty barbecue in Lin Fei's hand.

Lin Fei was speechless, so he bit himself and sat down on the sand beside Su Yingxue, watching this group of natives dance, which was quite exotic.

Suddenly, Su Yingxue muttered faintly: "Remember that business association party... the night you took me to dance... that was the most beautiful night in my life."

Lin Fei was stunned for a moment, and nodded nostalgicly with complicated eyes, "Well, of course I remember, how could I forget."

"I'm thinking, if our human minds can only store those good memories and not record things we don't like, then we won't be separated, and like tonight...we should be able to be together as happily Let's dance... It's a pity that memory is so annoying," Su Yingxue murmured.

(End of this chapter)