Tales of the Strange works

Chapter 217

    

ensitive heart. The Sun brothers were used to seeing death; they called those bones "white chocolate." But me My stomach churned every time. Surrounded by dead bodies, rotting coffins everywhere... i...That night I saw what I shouldn't have. Xiaoxuan's face flushed instantly, she turned around and scolded me for being a scoundrel, but the thing was, even though she turned her back to me, I could still see it.

This thing has really gotten to me, and I don't feel like taking a shower. I just wiped my face quickly.

On the way back, we both stayed silent. As we approached the tribe, Xiaoxuan suddenly turned to me and said, "You saw it just now, you're responsible for it."

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I'm such an idiot. I admit it, I pretended I saw nothing just now.

Her hair was wet and she kicked me hard.

Back then, the word "scumbag" wasn't popular yet. If it was, I guess I would have fit the bill.

After spending several days in the Hute tribe, we experienced their unique tribal customs. On the last day of each month, the Hute tribe held a fire ceremony.

The fire sacrifice was held in a wide open desert area. The Khitan people would drive over three hundred wooden stakes into the ground, each stake about one meter high, with a kerosene lamp placed on top of each stake.

The Huites used ropes to connect all the wooden stakes, and finally buried a larch tree trunk in the center, making a maze shape where people could walk back and forth inside.

The old, withered tree in the very center of the maze looked ancient. The trunk was painted with symbols from certain tribes using red paint.

I asked Ajie what the old tree on Aji's painting was, and he said that the pattern protects the sheep god of the Hutuktu people.

On the last day of the month, my friend and I attended this event with Xiao Xuan.

But our classmate didn't show up, he's been locked in his room these past few days researching the problems of Blackwater City.

We wandered around in the log maze, carefully avoiding the kerosene on the logs. A-Ji walked ahead of me, while Dou-Ya and Xiao Xuan followed closely behind.

After walking in circles for about ten minutes, Ajie arrived at the center. He placed his hand on the old tree trunk and spoke some words. He said them twice, first in their language and then in Mandarin for us to understand. It meant we should follow suit.

What he said was: "Rub Old Gan, your waist and legs won't ache, rub Old Gan, the sheep pen will be full."

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I found it quite interesting, so I followed suit and did it too, to blend in and bring myself good luck.

After finishing the fire ceremony, it was past nine o'clock when I returned. I called everyone together for a meeting.

"I've been researching for days," he said, looking at us and extending a finger. "If we can find the Western Xia Black Water City, I'm going to set a deadline for ourselves, just one week. In a week, if we don't discover anything valuable, we'll head back home."

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Qin Xiping nodded, "I feel the same way. We've come this far, it would be a shame not to take a look. Let's see what luck we have."

Okay, what about that guide We shouldn't just dismiss him. It wasn't the Huite Department who found us this one, I mean Old Zhang.

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After giving it some thought, he spoke: "Tomorrow we'll send Old Zhang back. We'll say that we're staying in the tribe for a while to conduct folklore research. Also, how is Yunfeng doing with checking the tools"

"No problem, I've checked. Everything brought from Handan is here. Yesterday, Mei and I went to fetch water. We can set off at any time."

The next day, I found Lao Zhang and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhang, you should go back first. We're going to stay at the Hutut Department for a long-term interview, maybe one or two months. You have work, and it's not good to delay you like this."

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"After thinking for a moment, Lao Zhang said: "It's going to take that long I thought you would be back in Yinchuan after a few days. Since that's the case, I'll go back now. I'll tell the president about the camel situation when I get back. Be careful on your journey and make sure the chief sends someone to escort you home."

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"No problem," I said, shaking his hand. "We all agree on the price of a camel that fell down a mine shaft, and we won't make things difficult for Uncle Zhang."

Be careful on the road.

He left in the morning, and more than two hours after Uncle Zhang left, we also got ready to set off.

Huite people Huoluo served as our guide, because Huhsu didn't speak Mandarin and couldn't communicate directly, so we also brought Aji along.

The place we were staying had long entered a deserted area. Ajie said that besides their tribe, few outsiders came here. Riding camels deeper from here, the Alashan desert became even more desolate.

When Ajji was going out, he would bring his phone with him. Back then, there were no power banks, but the standby time of the phone was very long. It could last for ten days and half a month without charging. In the evening, Ajji would take out his phone to play games, playing "Lightning 2000". Sometimes, I saw that he was too bad at it, so I would give him some guidance. I said, "Lightning isn't played like that. If you can't stand bullets, how can you shoot down the opponent's plane" Ajji often didn't take it seriously and said that I was deliberately not eating bullets. He said he was practicing his skills.e both remained silent, too drained to speak.The desert night view wasn't the first time I'd seen it, but tonight's view was exceptionally special.Twinkle, twinkle, little stars, there are so many in...