The African grasslands are endless, and the grasslands in this season seem to be exactly the same in Li Du's eyes. If he were the only one, he would have lost his way.

Fortunately, there is no need for him to distinguish the direction here. Abodu leads the way. He is a living map on the grassland, remembering the way back.

But humans are not machines after all. Sometimes they will make mistakes on the road. At this time, they have to stay and rest for a while. Abodu wanders around for a while and finds the way back again.

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

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

The forest covers a wide area, with hundreds of hectares of trees growing inside that Li Du didn't recognize, all of which are tall and still have green and yellow leaves in this season.

There were fallen leaves on the ground. As soon as they walked in, Ah Miao suddenly jumped sideways. Its claws were swinging in the air, and a poisonous snake that was poking its head was caught and thrown down.

Seeing this, the lion hunter quickly said, "Be careful!"

Shortly after his voice fell, a black man appeared behind a tree, holding his hands in his chest and staring at them vigilantly.

It is almost evening now, and the light is not so strong. The woods are blocked by branches and leaves, and everyone's vision is not good.

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

However, the black man did not show any aggressiveness. He jumped out and did not speak. He just held his hands in his chest and looked at them. 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've met today."

Li Du suddenly reacted and said, "People from the Hazai tribe?"

The lion hunter nodded.

These two people had no signs or paints on them, and Li Du could not tell their identities. In his opinion, there was no difference between the black people of the Zulu tribe and these people.

The Abodu people turned around and said something, and the lion hunter said, "They must have come to find honey too. We are now competitors, so be careful, guys."

Li Du said: "Look for honey?"

The lion hunter said: "This is a forest of big leaves. Bee colonies like to build nests in such places. There will be several bee colonies in this forest, and very high-quality honey is produced."

The Hazai people have a different pursuit of honey. When hunting every day, they will pay attention to finding the hive and then collect honey.

Looking at the Hazai people on the opposite side who did not show any attack but also showed no kindness, Li Du asked: "What should I do now? Isn't it going to get fucked because of honey?"

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

The bodyguard, who was scared by the leopard before, took the opportunity to show that he loaded the 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 it? Can you communicate?"

The lion hunter continued to say contemptuously: "Who understands the language of this primitive man? Ha, do they have any languages ​​but it's hard to say."

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

The person who spoke was the leading man, with a strong figure and a strong muscle, and was covered with the skin of an animal. Li Du couldn't tell what it was, but it could be seen that the animal was not small because the skin area was large.

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 whispered: "The chief of the Zulu people wears leopard skin, and the leader of the Hazai people wears baboon skin. This man wears baboon skin."

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

The black man replied with a courtesy and said, "I am a vagabond from Hazai, and my English name is Chiks."

The lion hunter said, "Have you received a higher education?"

Chicks smiled and said, "I was fortunate to be adopted by a kind-hearted person in my childhood and went to school in the United States."

Hearing him that he was studying in the United States, Li Du became interested and asked, "I live in the United States for a lot of time now. Which school did you attend?"

"UC San Francisco," Chicks said, "Who are you?"

Li Du was embarrassed. A black man from an indigenous African ethnic group went to school better than him. In fact, the University of California is a top-notch university in the world, and this black man is very awesome in his studies.

Chicks received an American education, so everything would be simple.

Both sides said it was open, and the lion hunter said they wanted to come here to find some honey.

Chix waved friendly and said, "Then let's go together. My tribe is preparing to hunt honey. Welcome to join our team."

They walked into the depths of the woods together and saw more Hazai blacks, with a preliminary number of estimated to be twenty or thirty.

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

There were two black women circling around a big tree, singing softly while chanting. Li Du couldn't understand what she was singing, but her tone was quite nice.

Shortly after Li Du and others appeared, two men who were weaving straw ropes stood up, walked to Chiks and said a few words.

Chiks raised his head and looked at Li Du and his party in surprise: "My tribe members obtained a porcupine in the morning. It turned out that you gave us the courtesy?"

Li Du did not 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-like camouflage clothes similar to gay clothes.

But according to Chiks' meaning, these two people were the ones who hunted the porcupine.

When he learned that Chiks and others were Hazai people, he estimated that the two sides would meet because the Hazai tribe was very small and had only a few thousand people.

Most Hazai people live in Tanzania and few migrate to South Africa. They will not encounter people from the two Hazai tribes so by chance.

With this relationship, both sides feel more friendly.

The two women were still singing around the trees. After singing for a while, they left here, arrived in front of another tree, and continued singing around.

Knowing that Li Du and others were full of doubt, Chiks took the initiative to explain: "This is a tradition of our Hazai people. They sing repeatedly before collecting honey to comfort the angry bees and reduce the risk of being stung."

Li Du asked, “Is it useful?”

Chicks laughed and said, "This is tradition."
Chapter completed!