Chapter 967: 966. The Hadzais (5/5)

Chapter 967: 966. Hazai (55)

The African grasslands stretch as far as the eye can see. Every part of the grasslands in this season seems to be exactly the same in Li Du's eyes. If he is alone, he has lost his way.

Fortunately, there is no need for him to identify the direction here. Abodu is leading the way. He is a living map on the grassland, keeping in mind the way back.

But man is not a machine after all, sometimes he will go wrong on the road, at this time they have to stop for a while to rest, Abedu wandered around for a while, and found the way back.

After walking for a while, Li Du saw a rare lush forest on the grassland in front of him, and reminded the lion hunter, "Did we go wrong again?"

The lion hunter smoked a cigar and went to communicate with the lion hunter. When he came back, he shook his head and said, "It's not a mistake. Abedu wants to find something here."

The forest covers an area of ​​quite a large area, like hundreds of hectares. There are trees that Li Du doesn't know growing in it. They are all tall and tall, and they still have green and yellow leaves in this season.

There were fallen leaves on the ground. Just as they walked in, Ah Miao suddenly jumped up sideways. It waved its paws in the air, and a poisonous snake that was protruding down was caught and thrown off by it.

Seeing this, the lion hunter hurriedly said: "Be careful!"

Not long after his voice fell, a black man appeared behind a tree, with his arms folded on his chest, watching them vigilantly.

It is now close to evening, the light is not so strong, and because of the shade of branches and leaves in the woods, everyone's vision is not very good.

In this way, a black man jumped out suddenly, and Li Du was startled, subconsciously wanting to draw his gun.

However, the black man did not show any aggressiveness. He jumped out and did not speak, but just looked at them with his arms folded on his chest. Behind him, another young black man came out and looked at them in the same posture.

Li Du asked, "What's going on?"

The lion hunter said lazily: "Don't you recognize them? We met today."

Li Du came to his senses immediately, and said, "People from the Hazai tribe?"

The lion hunter nodded.

There were no marks or paint on these two people. Li Du couldn't distinguish their identities. In his opinion, there was no difference between Zulu blacks and these people.

The Abodu people turned around and said something, the lion hunter said: "They must also come to find honey, we are competitors now, guys be careful."

Li Du said: "Looking for honey?"

The lion hunter said: "This is a forest of big-leaved trees. Bee colonies like to build their nests in such a place. There will be several colonies of bees living in this forest, which produce very high-quality honey."

The Hadzais have a different pursuit of honey. When hunting every day, they will pay attention to find the location of the beehive, and then go to collect honey.

Looking at the Hadzais who showed no attack but no kindness on the opposite side, Li Du asked, "What should we do now? They won't do it because of honey, right?"

The lion hunter said contemptuously: "These bastards dare to fight with us? Just rely on their javelins and bows? Ha, we have guns in our hands."

The bodyguard who was frightened by the leopards took the opportunity to show off. He loaded his rifle and said, "I can handle twenty of them by myself!"

Li Du waved his hand and said, "Don't always think about conflicts, how can you explain? Can you communicate?"

The lion hunter continued to say contemptuously: "Who knows the language of this primitive man? Ha, it's hard to say whether they have a language."

"Dear friends, we have language." A rather fluent English sounded, and another black man came out.

It was the leading man who spoke. He was burly and muscular, and he was covered with a kind of animal skin. Li Du couldn't tell what it was, but he could tell that the animal was not small, because the skin had a large area.

Seeing the animal skin on this man, the lion hunter put away his contemptuous expression and said, "Can you speak English? Are you the leader of this tribe?"

Brother Wolf said in a low voice, "Zulu chiefs wear leopard skins, and Hadzai leaders wear baboon skins. This man is wearing baboon skins."

The lion hunter put his right hand on his forehead and patted his heart, and said to the man, "I am a Zulu lion hunter, what should I call you?"

The big black man returned the courtesy and said, "I am a homeless Hazai, and my English name is Cheeks."

The lion hunter asked, "Have you received higher education?"

Cheeks smiled and said, "I was fortunate enough to be adopted by kind people in my childhood and went to school in the United States."

Hearing that he was going to school in the United States, Li Du became interested and asked, "I live in the United States a lot of time now, which school did you go to?"

"UCSF," Cheeks said. "Who are you?"

Li Du was embarrassed. He was a black man of African indigenous ethnicity who was better educated than him. In fact, the University of California is a top school in the world, and this black man was outstanding academically.

Cheeks had an American education, so it was easy.

The two sides talked, and the lion hunter said that they also wanted to come here to find some honey.

Cheeks waved his hand in a friendly manner and said, "Then let's go together. My people are preparing to hunt for honey. You are welcome to join our team."

They walked into the depths of the woods together and saw more Hazai blacks. The number was initially estimated to be twenty or thirty.

These people are making ladders. They use the weeds picked from the grassland to make hemp ropes, tie the ropes to strong wooden sticks, and make a ladder, and then combine them together to form a long ladder.

Two black women were circling around a big tree, singing softly while circling. Li Du couldn't understand what they were singing, but the tone was quite nice.

Not long after Li Du and others appeared, two men who were weaving straw rope stood up, walked up to Cheeks and said a few words.

Cheeks raised his head and looked at Li Du and his party in surprise: "My clan got a porcupine this morning, so you gave it to us?"

Li Du didn't recognize the two men. One was that they looked similar, and the other was that when they met, the two black men were wearing wild grass camouflage clothes similar to auspicious clothes.

But according to Cheeks, these two are the two who hunted the porcupine.

When he learned that Cheeks and the others were Hadzais, he estimated that the two sides would meet, because the Hadzais were very small, with only a few thousand people.

Most Hadzais live in Tanzania, and very few migrated to South Africa. They would not have met two Hadzai tribes by chance.

With this relationship, both parties feel more friendly to each other.

The two women were still singing in circles around the tree. After singing for a while, they left here, went to another tree, and continued to sing in circles.

Knowing that Li Du and others were full of doubts, Cheeks took the initiative to explain: "This is a tradition of our Hadzais. Before collecting honey, we sing repeatedly to comfort the angry bees and reduce the risk of being stung. .”

Li Du asked, "Is it useful?"

Cheeks laughed and said, "It's tradition."