Chapter 66 A Mirage in the Desert-The Northern School Tomb Raider’s Notes

Inside the kiln of the Hutt Ministry, Uncle Kulok’s youngest daughter was lying on the bed playing with a doll.

“Uncle you’re trying to remember, did you see the people who built the fire? Were they on camels or on foot, about how many?”

Uncle Khulok frowned in thought and shook his head for a few moments.

I looked over at Aggie.

Aji sighed: “Uncle said really didn’t see anything, at that time was far away, just saw the fire light of the fire from a long distance, the only thing I can be sure that someone had made a fire.”

“And where was the place where they were building the fire? Approximate bearings.”

After Uncle Kulok finished speaking Aji translated again, “Tomorrow our tribe is moving and will pass through that area, so if you want to go there we will point it out to you then.”

I said yes, we’ll see then.

The Hut tribe moves somewhat like the nomadic migration on the steppe, the difference is that the herdsmen on the steppe will take their yurts with them, while the Hut people only take people, sheep, and some necessary necessities with them.

The Hutts perform a ritual before each move, they kill two sheep and saw off their horns, string four horns together with a rope, the old patriarch chants certain incantations over the string, and finally dig a hole and bury it in the ground.

When they come back to live in the next year, and then dig out the horns of the goat wash and dry, smashed with a stone and let the children in the tribe to share and eat, I did not know that this thing can be eaten after smashing and drying.

The next morning, just after five o’clock, when it was still light, I was awakened by the sound of movement outside.

Torches were lit in the courtyard, many people were carrying large bags of cloth, the old patriarch had finished burying the ram’s horns, and it was time to go.

Reporter Gan looked at this scene and said, “Unfortunately, I didn’t bring a video camera with me this time, if I could follow the migration of the Hutus, I might be able to make a documentary when I get back.”

We invited Gan Xuan just to let her give us a ride, to go deeper into Blackwater City to look for the head of the handle, this matter definitely won’t take her, I was just thinking of finding some excuse to get out of it, but now it seems like there’s a way out.

I said, “Indeed, it would be nice if we could record the Hutt migration, but Reporter Gan, although the cell phone can’t record the whole thing, it should be possible to take a few short videos, you can use your cell phone to record it selectively, ah, go back and copy the video out after.”

Reporter Gan shook his head with some disappointment and said that my cell phone didn’t have a video recording function.

I immediately said we have, we can lend you, bean sprouts …. The bean reporter’s cell phone is still an HD camera.

“You wait.” Seeing that she had some intention of doing so, I went straight to Beanpole.

“Peak why don’t you give her your cell phone, why did you take mine.” Bean Sprout Boy was a little reluctant to give it up.

I said, look at your cheap look, so we can get rid of her, and the person is only borrowed, when we go back to Yinchuan in the demand back.

Beanpole thought about it and sighed pulling his cell phone card out and giving it to me.

The number of Hutts living here is less than two hundred, and there are about as many sheep as people.

The night in the desert is sometimes very long, the moon is still hanging in the sky and the group starts to go, Uncle Kulok and the young man walk in the front of the group to lead the way, the women lead the children to follow behind, and the sheep walk in the center with a special person to take care of them.

More than 5:00 a.m. left the Moon State, feet stepping on the sand Gobi Beach walked for more than three hours, Aji suddenly ran over and said: “to that place Yunfeng, uncle asked me to call you over.”

Walking to the front of the group, Uncle Kulok stopped and pointed to a sandy area in the distance and said a few words.

“Uncle said that’s where it is, we don’t look far, but it’s actually several kilometers, and he saw someone making a fire there at first.”

I memorized the directions and then said goodbye to Reporter Gan, who had actually leaked the itinerary last night and she agreed.

“You guys need to be safe, do you have enough water and food?” Reporter Gan asked me worriedly before parting.

I smiled and patted the big bag behind my back and said, “Don’t worry, yesterday Aji helped us to replenish, food and drink are enough, the opportunity is rare, if you get this thing right maybe you can really get out of the documentary in the future.”

“I’m not that greedy if I don’t shoot a documentary,” she nodded with a smile, “That’s it then, I’ll see you in Yinchuan, I’ll return your cell phones then, and be safe on the road.”

Bean Sprout Boy and Xiao Xuan also waved their hands and smiled, “You too, be safe on the road.”

We said goodbye to Aji and Uncle Kulok again, Aji was uneasy and specially gave me a sheep-killing knife with an open blade, I collected the knife and hugged him with a smile.

The three of us stayed where we were and watched them walk further and further away.

Don’t even know who started the fire, that’s not even a clue.

But we don’t have any other choice, and if we don’t get any clues, I’m going to check out the last dead well.

“Don’t look, the people are far away, let’s go,” I urged.

Uncle Khu Luu is really not wrong, the place in the distance does not look far away, walking is far, more than one or two kilometers, we walked for more than two hours without stopping to get there.