On the way, Ke Ya people kept coming, and a few little boys threw stones at me with anger on their faces. Aza was not lucky and the corners of his eyes were hit by the stones.

Aza kept shouting, but the scholar was indecisive when he met a soldier. He didn't know how to explain it. He didn't know how to make a lot of effort, so we were carried to the bottle tree.

I have only now understood why the bottle tree is solid soil instead of yellow sand, and the rows of stones piled under the tree. These were made on purpose by the Khaya people to sacrifice and protect their tribal sacred trees.

They found three fires to burn tumbleweed and rotten wood. All the Kjar lay on the ground and raised his hands above his head, and kowtowed devoutly to the bottle tree. After kowtowing, an elderly Kjar stood up first, and accompanied his muttering for a while, the fire was lit.

Three or five Khayamen held hands and danced around the bottle tree. The dance lasted for about ten minutes.

After they finished dancing, Aza was the first to be pushed into the fire. It was so close that the heat wave made my face hurt.

"I'll plan my grandma!" Aza cursed.

Xiaoxuan closed her eyes in fear. She didn't dare to look at it. It was my turn soon.

Aza and his people were lifted up with a stick. Just as he was about to be thrown into the fire, a sharp shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Bagke! Stop!"

A modern girl wearing glasses, holding a torch in one hand, ran over panting.

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Why is it her?

I know this girl who was running in a hurry. When we first arrived in Yinchuan, we went to meet reporter Gan. At that time, there was a girl with glasses next to reporter Gan. He said it was her colleague and the girl was that person.

The man called Bagke looked happy and reached out to touch the girl in glasses.

The girl with glasses was angry and said a lot of words in Kya, and the Kya people looked dark and unstable after hearing this.

The girl helped me loosen my ties.

She said with apologetically, "Sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of the Keya tribe. We have met before. I am a colleague of reporters Gan, so you can call me Huiya."

"You Keya tribe? You are Keya people!" This sudden life after the disaster made me feel a little overwhelmed.

She nodded, "I am indeed the Kerjar, and the first Kerjar to go to school from the tribe. No one else except Gan reporters know. Don't be surprised. The sacred tree is the spiritual sustenance of our Kerjar. If things go like this, it's time to stop."

I hurriedly said, "It's our fault that we have caused trouble because we don't understand your tribal beliefs and we are willing to give some financial compensation."

The girl smiled and said that money was useless to them, the people of Ke Ya, that they were self-sufficient in food and clothing, and that they would not go to the hospital even if they were sick, and that they would not use money at all.

"Thank you so much, beautiful lady!" Aza just stepped on the edge of the gate of hell, and now she is in a state of surviving disaster.

On the way back to the tribe, the strong men of Khaya seemed to respect the girl very much, and people came up to show their gratitude from time to time.

"Beauty, are we okay? Can we leave?" Aza asked.

"You can't leave for the time being. Although I can speak in the tribe, I still have to persuade the clan leader to give up the punishment for you. Our old clan leader of the Kya people has a high prestige in the tribe. It will take me one or two days."

Maybe she was afraid that we would worry, she added: "Don't worry, I can guarantee you safety during this period, and I will send someone to you regularly for food and drink."

After staying in the village for a day and a half, the girl named Huiya kept her promise. She persuaded the old patriarch that the Keya tribe promised to spare our lives, but there was a prerequisite that he asked the three of us to sincerely kowtow to the bottle tree and apologize to pray to the divine tree for forgiveness.

My life is in people's hands. Just kowtow. It's better than death. In the end, the three of us all did.

Before leaving the Kyarbud, I asked the reporter Huiyagan why he didn't come.

She smiled and said, "Actually, I don't know that you were arrested. This time I saved you because I accidentally encountered you. I came back to see my mother. Gan Xuan is still in Yinchuan. Two days ago, I was not familiar with you, so I hid my true identity. Are you looking for the Hu Te tribe? Why did you come here?"

I smiled bitterly and told Huiya about getting lost when I encountered a sandstorm a few days ago, and asked her how she could find Hute troops. I couldn't contact the camel caravan and got separated from the camel caravan.

Huiya said: "Someone in the tribe can take you there, but he has a great prejudice against you. It took me a lot of effort to ask for this thing."

As she spoke, she handed me a small sheepskin map. The map was as big as two slaps, and several attractions of strongholds were marked with charcoal.

Huiya pointed to the map and said, "You are here now, and the Hute people are probably active in this area. I can only help you so many times and wish you a smooth journey."

Thanks to Huiya, and that afternoon, we left the Keya tribe with a little water and a map.

"Hey! Why are you following us?" After leaving the Kyarbu, Aza followed me and Xiaoxuan from afar. He carried the backpack and kept a distance of forty or fifty meters from us.

He shouted from a distance: "Who is following you! The Alaxan Desert is not your back garden, I just walk normally."

"Shameless" Xiaoxuan muttered to me: "Yunfeng, we have to be careful for two nights. This kid is full of bad hands and feet, and maybe he wants to steal something from us."

We don’t have a sleeping bag on our body now, so we chose to camp under a poplar tree at night. Azar sat down from afar and ate dry food, and waved to greet us.

I asked Xiaoxuan to go to bed first.

I caught a fire, and I stayed by the fire until late at night. I just looked at the boy. My two big eyes were staring at me at night. Anyway, I won’t sleep if he doesn’t sleep.

Aza couldn't stand this and took the lead in shouting: "Hey, Yunfeng, let's make up, there is no need to do this, it's so uncomfortable."

I sneered and replied, "Get reconciliation? What a joke? Make up, wait until we fall asleep and let you steal our stuff?"

He suddenly stood up, walked step by step, and smiled as he walked, "Look at what Yunfeng said, why am I following you? Do you really don't know? Or do you pretend to be confused when you understand?"

"I saw it that night, just as I was looking for water."

His smile suddenly closed, and he squinted his eyes and said, "Young geography researcher, right? Oh, it's so strange. Which researcher is still carrying a Luoyang shovel mouse??"

"I don't understand what you said."

"Don't admit it yet?"

Aza used his hand to slim his ears, and he lowered his hand and said, "I'm not a young man. I knew what you did at the first sight of those things. He even pretended to be a young geography researcher with me. No matter what treasure you want to dig in Alaxa, you have to be me."

I stood up and looked at him and said coldly, "I said what if I didn't take you."

"Don't take me to play?"

"Tsk tsk, that's hard to say."

"Yunfeng, you don't know. I've had a problem with this mouth recently. I can't keep it tight and I always want to say something to people."
Chapter completed!