Will it be my wedding soon? A little sadness surged in Zhou Jiping's heart. Although he was just pretending, he still felt uncomfortable. What will happen in the future? In what direction will it develop? He shook his head and shook his head without any mental hesitation.
Get rid of the worries in your heart, forget it, worry will come tomorrow!
Around three or four o'clock in the afternoon, following the chief's instructions, the square fell silent.
Two tribesmen walked to the square carrying a pile of wood, grass and vines. One of the tribesmen took out a short rope made of hemp silk and wrapped it around a thick wooden stick at his feet.
The stick is full of grooves drawn by ropes - what are these for? Zhou Jiping was confused. Now he has regarded himself as a spectator, trying his best to remember everything in front of him. When he goes back, he will see a movie full of East African primitives.
Wild adventure-themed novels are what Zhou Jiping relied on to get ahead.
I saw the tribesman taking out a large handful of fluffy fibers, wrapping these fibers around a short rope, and then buckling the fiber-wrapped hemp rope in the groove. He stepped on a long wooden stick with one foot and pulled it with both hands.
Pulling the hemp rope back and forth - pulling wood to make fire! How long does it take to do this? I have a lighter in my bag - Hey, the lighter is in my bag, will they return the thing to me? Impossible
, people can’t leave, let alone bags!
To Zhou Jiping's surprise, after only pulling for less than half a minute, the fibers began to smoke. After a few more pulls, the smoke passed, and the fibers quickly jumped out of the sparks. The people quickly removed the velvet fibers.
He pulled it off from the hemp rope and blew on the grass balls sent by another tribesman. Then the dry bark placed on the ground was also ignited... in less than a minute.
Interestingly, this is much better than drilling wood to make fire! Zhou Jiping sighed, forgetting his situation for a moment, feeling more like a tourist. But he immediately understood his situation, because the chief’s entourage handed the chief
Yes, it is my backpack!
What will happen if Zhou Jiping's heart beats? Give it back to me? Improbable?
Sure enough, the chief looked towards Zhou Jiping. At this time, the chief did have a bit of majesty. His face was tense and his father-in-law's kindness was gone. His cold eyes swept over Zhou Jiping's body.
Zhou Jiping was immediately calmed down.
The whole square fell silent, and people were quietly watching the chief's every move.
The bonfire was burning in front of the wooden shed, making a crackling sound.
The chief had a sullen face and looked through the items in Zhou Jiping's bag. After a while, the chief took the m9 dagger in his hand, looked at it seriously, and called out to the hunting team:
"Friendly"
The hunter who had just shaken hands at the meat farm stood up from the crowd, walked to the wooden shed and stood there. The chief handed the m9 to the attendant, and the attendant handed the dagger to him. Penge took the dagger, bowed to the chief and left.
When he returned to the crowd, he looked at Zhou Jiping and smiled a little apologetically.
Then, the chief picked up the compass and played with it carefully for a while. He couldn't see any bright hall. He put it aside and took out a strong flashlight. He also couldn't see the bright hall and put it together with the compass.
Suddenly, Zhou Jiping's heart trembled - the chief picked up his passport. At this moment, the chief's eyes were also projected towards Zhou Jiping. Zhou Jiping hurriedly looked away pretending not to care. Who would have thought that it was this little move?
Revealing his thoughts, the chief gave Zhou Jiping a cold look and asked his attendant to hand over his passport. The attendant took the passport and threw it into the bonfire.
Hey - Zhou Jiping's whole body trembled. Before he could move, Yilin had already held down his legs under the table and pressed them gently. Zhou Jiping turned his head and looked around, only to see a few followers beside the wooden shed.
His eyes were fixed on himself, as if he were looking at a dead person.
Letting out a gentle breath, Zhou Jiping's body slowly relaxed - now that it's like this, what can he do? The chief wants to use this method to sever his relationship with the past. Is it possible to do it?
The chief picked up a notebook and looked at Zhou Jiping again. This time Zhou Jiping was calm. The chief thought for a moment, maybe because he saw that the material of the notebook was similar to a passport, so he handed it to his entourage. The fire started to boil again.
A piece of paper dust rises...
The sheet cloth and a suit of clothes were put aside by the chief... Several steel wire threads, the chief looked over and over, and compared them around his neck. The threads were coiled together and were about the same size as the necklace on the chief's neck.
, maybe thinking that this was also for decoration, the chief put the thread together with his clothes.
Then the chief picked up the first aid kit. Zhou Jiping looked at the chief's actions and thought, you won't throw this away too? Who knows when the chief looked at Zhou Jiping and looked at him, he thought that this must be useful to Zhou Jiping, so he would give it to his entourage...
"No! no! no!" Yilin couldn't hold her back this time and Zhou Jiping had already stood up, with several sharp spear points pointed at Zhou Jiping's chest.
Zhou Ji did not change his expression and looked at the chief with a firm expression. In comparison, the first aid kit is too important and can save lives. A passport is just a piece of paper.
"Please listen to me." Zhou Jiping gestured to Yilin to translate. The chief had heard Yilin translate before, took the first aid kit in his hand, dismissed his entourage, and looked at Zhou Jiping with interest.
"This thing can save lives!" Zhou Jiping pointed to the first aid bag and said. Listening to Yilin's translation, the chief looked at the small bag in his hand in disbelief.
Zhou Jiping wanted to lean over, but the spears in the hands of several followers began to shake again. This time Zhou Jiping was a little angry, and he glanced at several followers with a sullen look.
"Hey, stay here!" The chief's words made several followers calm down. Zhou Jiping leaned over and took the first aid kit from the chief's hand. He pointed at the red cross on it and said to Yilin: "Help, help."
Unexpectedly, before Yilin had time to speak, the wizard who saw the red cross was the first to react. He said a few words to the chief. The chief nodded and handed the first aid kit to the wizard.
What to do for the wizard? But I finally left something behind, Zhou Jiping sighed
Keep up the good work! Zhou Jiping decided to seize the initiative and didn't even sit down. He moved over to prepare to "rescue" a few more things. Seeing that the chief didn't express his objection clearly, the several dumb followers didn't know what to do for a moment.
That's good
He grabbed the zippo ram lighter, lit it in his hand, demonstrated it to everyone, and then handed it back to the chief. The chief took it in his hand. After trying it a few times, he quickly found the key. As the lighter was lit in his hand, the chief's face lit up.
He smiled, and everyone inside and outside the shed showed curious expressions.
Never seen it before, open your eyes - Zhou Jiping secretly despised who thought the smile on the chief's face suddenly stopped, raised his hand to extinguish the flame, put the lighter and compass together, looked at Zhou Jiping steadily and said something