Chapter 312
In the cave dwelling of Hutebu, Uncle Hulu's little daughter was lying on the kang playing with a doll.
"Uncle, you are recalling carefully. Did you see the people who made the fire? Were they riding camels or walking? How many people were there?"
Uncle Hu Lu frowned and thought for a while, shook his head and said a few words.
I looked at Aggie.
Aji sighed: "I honestly didn't see anything. I was very far away at the time. I just saw the light of the fire from a distance. The only way I can be sure is that someone started the fire."
"Then where was the place where they made the fire? The approximate location."
After Uncle Hulu finished speaking, Aji then translated: "Tomorrow when our tribe is moving, we will pass by that area. If you want to go, I will point it out to you."
I said okay, I'll take a look then.
The moving of the Hute tribe is somewhat like the migration of nomadic people on the grassland. The difference is that the herdsmen on the grassland will take their yurts with them, while the Hute people only bring people, sheep, and some necessary daily necessities.
The Hute people would perform a ceremony before moving every time. They killed two sheep, sawed off the horns, and then strung the four horns together with a rope. The old patriarch chanted certain incantations to the string of horns, and finally dug a hole to bury them. in the ground.
When they come back next year, they will dig out the horns, wash and dry them, smash them with stones and let the children in the tribe eat them. I didn't know that these things can still be eaten after being smashed and dried.
At around five o'clock the next morning, while it was still dark, I was woken up by the sound of movement outside.
There were torches burning in the courtyard, and many people were carrying bags and bags. The old patriarch had finished burying the sheep's horns and was about to set off.
Reporter Gan looked at this scene and said: "It's a pity that I didn't bring a video recorder this time. If I could follow the migration of the Hute people, I might be able to make a documentary after I go back."
The reason we invited Gan Xuan was to let her give us a ride deep into Blackwater City to find the leader. We definitely wouldn't take her with us in this matter. I was just thinking about finding some excuse to get out, but now I seem to have a solution.
I said: "Indeed, it would be great if the migration of the Hute people could be recorded. But reporter Gan, although the mobile phone cannot record the entire process, it should be able to take a few short videos. You can use your mobile phone to selectively record it. After you go back Copying the video."
Reporter Gan shook his head in disappointment and said that my mobile phone did not have a video recording function.
I immediately said that we have it and we can lend it to you, Douya... Reporter Dou’s mobile phone still has a high-definition camera.
"Just wait." Seeing that she was interested, I went straight to Dou Sprout.
"Fengzi, why didn't you give her your phone? Why did you take mine?" Douyazai was a little reluctant.
I said, look at how stingy you are, so we can get rid of her. Besides, she is just a loan, and we will get her back when we return to Yinchuan.
Douyazai thought for a while, sighed, pulled out the phone card and gave it to me.
The number of Hute people living here is less than 200, and the number of sheep and people is about the same.
The nights in the desert are sometimes very long, and with the moon still hanging in the sky, the large army begins to set off. Uncle Hulu and the young man lead the way, while the women lead the children behind. The sheep are in the middle and are supervised by special personnel.
I left Yueya Prefecture at around 5 a.m. and walked through the Gobi Desert for more than three hours with sand under my feet. Aji suddenly ran over and said, "We're at that place Yunfeng. Uncle asked me to call you over."
Walking to the front of the team, Uncle Hulu stopped and pointed at a patch of sand in the distance and said a few words.
"My uncle said it was there. We looked at it not far away. In fact, it was several kilometers away. When he saw it, someone was lighting a fire there."
I memorized the location and then said goodbye to Reporter Gan. In fact, I had revealed the itinerary last night, and she agreed.
"You must pay attention to safety. Do you have enough water and food?" Reporter Gan asked me worriedly before we left.
I smiled and patted the big bag on my back, and said, "Don't worry, Aji helped us replenish food and drink yesterday. We have enough food and drink. This is a rare opportunity. If you take care of this, maybe you can make a documentary in the future." .”
"Whether I want to make a documentary or not, I'm not that greedy," she smiled and nodded, "That's it. I'll see you in Yinchuan. I'll return your cell phone to you then. Please be safe on the road."
Douyazai and Xiaoxuan also waved and smiled: "You too, please be safe on the road."
We said goodbye to Aji and Uncle Hulu again. Aji was worried and gave me a sharpened sheep-killing knife. I put the knife away and hugged him with a smile.
The three of us stayed where we were, watching them go further and further away.
I don’t even know who started the fire, so that’s not even a clue.
But we have no other choice. If there are no clues, I plan to go to the dry well last time.
"Stop looking, everyone is gone. Let's go quickly," I urged.
Uncle Hu Lu was right. The place in the distance seemed not far away, but it was far away when we walked. It was more than one or two kilometers. We walked non-stop for more than two hours to get there.
