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Chapter 475: An Invitation from the Primordial Nation

Chapter 475 Invitation from the Ancient People

After breakfast the next day, the Little White Dragon Group came downstairs. Although it was still very cold, everyone gathered in the yard in front of the hotel. The drivers were smoking cigarettes and discussing whether the road would be repaired or not.

Because the communication on the Gongdu Highway was interrupted, the phone call could not be reached, so he had to wait. He Huan was really worried.

Yana said: "The Gongdu Highway is often closed, and it takes ten and a half days to receive a letter. Knowing that you are going, the road maintenance team is already doing repairs.

The road maintenance team is basically all locals. They value this road more than anyone else and want you to go there more than anyone else. You have to wait until they give a signal before letting you go! Otherwise, it will be troublesome if you go and get blocked on the road!

"

"How can I send a signal if the call can't go through?"

"Set off the fire!"

The experts covered their faces. As Xiao Bailong said, the drivers and road maintenance workers here have to carry cannons at all times!

Everyone had no choice but to wait. While they were anxious, a motorcycle rushed into the hotel. The doorman didn't even react. It rushed straight in front of He Huan. The rider lifted up his helmet and said, "Little White Dragon!"

"Ah!" He Huan's eyes widened happily, "It's you! Have you ever been to Kaquewa when you came back? We can't even get through it now!"

"It's passable! I came here while scouting!"

He Huan frowned and said, "Scout the road?"

"That's right!" The Dulong guy from the National Park nodded, "I'm from Dulongjiang."

"Wow!" Everyone became excited. If he can come out, then they can go in!

He Huan looked at the time, it was not yet nine o'clock, "How long will it take for you to come here?"

"Five hours."

He Huan hugged him and patted his shoulder.

The experts were also extremely moved! Five hours means we set off at around three in the morning!

He Huan pulled him down and said, "There's nothing to eat on the road in the middle of the night! Come up and have a bowl of hot rice noodles!"

The Dulong guy parked his motorcycle to the side, took off his leather gloves and put them on the motorcycle, then walked over and said, "I came back a few days ago. I knew you were coming, so I just waited.

I'm afraid you won't come if it snows, so I'll see if the road is passable and come to pick you up.

They are still removing a small section of ice, and the whole town is waiting for you to go to Kaquewa. This is our invitation." The young man took out a wooden stick from his leather pocket.

He Huan took it and said, "I must keep this carefully." He then showed it to the Little White Dragon Tuan, "They used to carve wood to remember things and send messages, and the invitations were also made of wood."

"Oh!" Everyone gathered around to see the original invitation.

"The few gaps carved into the wooden strips indicate that a ceremony will be held in a few days to celebrate their only festival." He Huan looked at the gap.

"Actually, it's today!" Dulong guy said, "I was supposed to pick you up yesterday! Then the road was blocked, it was full of snow and ice, and the road was very slippery. I waited until night, and couldn't wait any longer, so I rode a motorcycle.

Come out and see if you can leave."

The experts were so moved that He Huan didn't know what to say, so she hugged his shoulders and said, "Let's go, let's go up and have something to eat first."

He Huan turned around again, "Because they are celebrating the New Year, we are going to pay New Year greetings, so we have to bring gifts!"

"Okay! Let's go buy gifts now!"

“I usually bring food.”

Qin Huai took Liang Ange and several experts and asked a driver to take them to the largest supermarket in the county.

After five hours of riding in the ice and snow, the temperature was below zero at night! He Huan held his cold hand and didn't know what to say. He only felt his eyes burning.

I went to the restaurant and asked the chef to cook a large bowl of hot beef rice noodles. He brought it to the table and sat across from me, watching him eat.

"Huh..." After devouring half a bowl of hot rice noodles, the Dulong boy raised his head with a bright smile on his face, "It feels so comfortable!"

He Huan looked at him and wanted to slap himself, but he didn't know his name.

Forget it, just ask: "What's your name?"

The Dulong guy wasn’t surprised either, “Martin.”

He Huan nodded, "Do you know what my name is?"

Martin didn't know that he just wanted to make things even and alleviate his guilt, so he doubted: "Little White Dragon."

"That's a nickname!"

"He Huan."

He Huan lost and felt very guilty. He felt so sorry for him. "Eat quickly. Do you want more meat?"

Martin shook his head, "When you get to our village, you will have enough beef! If you go, you will steal the cow in the afternoon!"

"Ah!" He Huan was also very excited.

After eating, the gift-buying team came back with several large bags of snacks, fruits, drinks, and a lot of vegetables and meat.

Martin was embarrassed, "You guys bought too much! Why are you still buying vegetables and meat?"

Liang Ange said: "I thought you were locked in due to the heavy snow, and it would take five hours to get out. So I went to the vegetable market to buy some fresh vegetables and meat."

He Huan said with a smile: "Let's go, they are still waiting for us to slaughter cattle to sacrifice to the sky. This is the most important ceremony in Kaquewa! They are waiting for us!"

"Wow!" Everyone couldn't wait to go back to their rooms to pack their luggage.

He Huan checked out the room, paid the bill and came out. He saw Martin putting on his leather gloves and riding his motorcycle. "You are too tired from riding all this time! It's cold! You put the car here and take our car in."

Everyone nodded, "Yes, I can't stand riding like this."

"It's okay, it's okay." Martin had already put on his gloves, "I will lead you. Don't worry, I will have to run this road many times before going to the National Park.

The tunnel hadn’t been opened at that time! It would take a whole day to walk on a good day! Now they’ve finished the ice work and it only takes three or four hours!”

He Huan introduced to everyone: "Martin, works in Dulong Village, Nationalities Park."

"Martin, this name sounds quite like a foreign name!"

"The original name is Makhu Noqi Na Az al-Din." Martin said.

"Wow!" Everyone was surprised, "This looks more like it! Oh my God! I have only seen such a long name in Russian novels!"

He Huan said with a smile: "This is how they named it. His surname is Ma, but it has nothing to do with our Han horse. It comes from the Dulong language Maku, which means a place with many forests. Now it is Maku Village."

Martin smiled and nodded.

"Their surname is the family name, and now it is the village name plus the ranking. They have the custom of father and son and mother and son having the same name.

Because if you rank them all, a family will have many duplicate names, so the parents’ names will be added in the middle to distinguish them. Some also add the grandfather’s name, and the parents’ pet names, and it will become very long! Maku..."

He Huan looked at him and felt that he must be punishing himself for not knowing his name! Martin repeated it with a smile.

"Maku Noqi Na Aziz Din means the second child born to Noqi and Na of the Maku family. Ding is the second child and Aziz is the nickname."

Martin nodded.

Everyone laughed, "It's so complicated!"

Martin smiled and said: "But my ID card and my friends outside all call me Martin."

Director Yana repeatedly warned Martin to put on his helmet and lead the way, and the convoy followed him.

Turning onto an inconspicuous path, the majestic Gaoligong Mountain stands in front of you. What you want to cross is the road from Gaoligong Mountain to Dulong River.

"The Nu, Lisu and other ethnic minorities are distributed in the Gaoligong Mountains and Biluo Snow Mountains on both sides of the Nu River, but the Dulong people have to cross the Gaoligong Mountains.

Gaoligong Mountain's highest peak, Gawagapu, means a tall snow mountain. As its name suggests, the mountain is 5,128 meters above sea level. It is covered with snow all year round and is dotted with modern glaciers and glacial lakes. It is the watershed between the Nu River and the Dulong River.

It also divides Dulongjiang Township and Bingzhongluo Town into two townships, the east and the west. It is the sacred mountain common to the Nu and Dulong people.

Dulong River is located between two border mountains, Gaoligong Mountain and Dandanlika Mountain. Since ancient times, from November to May of the following year, heavy snow has blocked the mountains and made it impassable.

After the snow melts, the snow-capped mountains melt and the rainy season comes again, causing constant landslides and mudslides, making it very difficult to travel.

Although the tunnel is open now, traffic is often interrupted due to weather and geological disasters. There is no signal inside! Every car, follow closely!"

The motorcade drove through the Dulongjiang Tunnel and came out. The sky was blue, and the sun broke through the clouds, casting golden light on the mountains.

There are really too many places in Yunzhou Rizhao Jinshan! The experts were very happy. When they poked their heads out, the tip of their noses turned red from the cold and they couldn't bear to move back. The air was too cold and fresh!

Gawagapu is covered with snow, with a blue sky above the head. The dense virgin forest is emerald green with touches of red and yellow. Wearing a white hat and waving a white scarf, the sun shines down, and the mountains are filled with colorful lights!

"It's really a secret realm! It feels like you have entered the kingdom of God! It is indeed their sacred mountain!"

Snow and ice were piled on both sides of the road, and the road was still wet, so drivers slowed down.

"The Nujiang River is called the last secret realm in Yunzhou! The Dulong River is the secret realm within the secret realm! Just because of their isolated environment!

After liberation, when they were found in the mountains, they were thought to be primitive people. They also made a direct transition from primitive communes to socialism. They were called the Zhiguo ethnic group.

In fact, they are not without contact with the outside world.

In the historical data of the Central Plains, they first appeared in the Yuan Dynasty and were called Liao. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, they were called Qiu.

Dulong.

The Gongshan Nu people are called Aaron and are related to them. The Gongshan Nu language cannot communicate with the Nu languages ​​in other places, but it can communicate with the Dulong people. Their language is similar.

Aaron and Dulong have many similarities with the Jingpo language.

The original meaning of Gaoligong is the mountain of the Gaoli family, a Jingpo family. Biluo Snow Mountain is also called Nu Mountain, the mountain of the Nu people. The guidebook of the Dulong people also points to the caves leading to the Nu River.

It can be seen that the Jingpo, Nu and Dulong people were the first ethnic groups to live in the Nujiang River Basin. Initially, several ethnic groups had frequent exchanges and formed similar languages.

During the Yuan and Ming Dynasties, the Lisu people moved into the Nujiang River and formed the four tribes in the valley!

There are many Lisu people, and they have entered a slave society. They moved from the border of Sichuan and Yunnan, and their tools are much more advanced. They have risen rapidly in the Nujiang River, and the three primitive ethnic groups are also at a disadvantage.

In the constant tribal wars, the Jingpo people moved south to Dehong. The Nu people and the Lisu people fought back and forth. When they fought together, they learned the Lisu language and lived together with them.

As the weakest tribe, the Dulong tribe records in historical records that they are afraid of Lisu slave owners, Nu tribe leaders, and Tibetan chieftains.

Several powerful ethnic groups took turns collecting taxes and kidnapping slaves, and they gradually moved northwest to the Dulong River. They isolated themselves and formed a closed environment, gradually forming differences in language and customs.

However, this did not escape the oppression of the powerful tribes. They would often receive wooden blocks saying that so and so was coming. Please prepare the tributes that you should pay, and ask a few people to come and receive them. They were all carved on the wooden blocks.

The hard life made them create a unique tune of complaint. They only celebrate one festival a year, and on days when the mountains are blocked by heavy snow, no one comes to harass them. They can finally relax a little, just like Kaquewa!"

"Ah!" Even though they were celebrating the New Year, everyone sympathized with them.

"So they didn't welcome outsiders when they visited Kaquewa in the past. It was completely a festival celebrated by their own tribe after heavy snow closed the mountain gates. Of course, we are not going to collect taxes today. We all brought gifts!"

Everyone is happy, now we know how important it is to bring gifts!

He Huan was talking on the intercom, and Gu Bureau, who was in the car behind, couldn't help but said on the intercom: "You are acting weird again!"

Laughter could be heard from several cars.

"How can this be a strange thing?" He Huan said, "This is seeking truth from facts! Gu Bureau does not want to be conceited. I am not targeting the Lisu people. In fact, for thousands of years, none of the people who have survived to this day are not little white rabbits."

Several people in the car laughed.

Martin turned around and wanted to take a car.

He Huan said: "That's right! Our current land of China was not created by telling stories like me, it was created by fighting!"

Everyone nodded. Yes, storytelling can be gentle, but civilization is forged by blood and fire.

"In the past, there were thousands of nations on this land. It was the era of states before the Chinese civilization. In fact, it is not accurate to call them states. They were just tribal alliances.

Yao, Shun, and Yu cut down the three seedlings and kicked off the beginning of Chinese civilization! Behind civilization is the law of the jungle, where the weak eat the strong. Do you think the wolf and the sheep are good friends like in the cartoon?"

Everyone started laughing again.

"My ancestors are not trying to reason with you. When a Chinese civilization is born, many civilizations fall, so those of us here are all descendants of the elite! Thank you to our ancestors for either winning or not being killed."

"Hahaha……"

"Even if we cannot create history, history has created it."

Everyone felt that the blood in their bodies became distant.

"It's just that now everyone's force has reached the point of destroying the planet. Humanity has experienced great floods, droughts, earthquakes, and many civilizations were suddenly interrupted. In addition to wars, the biggest reason is natural disasters.

In the face of nature, human beings are still too weak! We don't want to destroy the planet, we just want to fight for land and resources, so we start talking about truth and peace. Civilization was created by barbarians, you have to believe it."

There were bursts of laughter in the car, "We believe it!"

"I've told you so many stories that you still think this is a fairy tale world!"

There was another burst of laughter.

Although the Dulongjiang Tunnel has been opened and the ice and snow have been removed, the road leading to it still gives people a glimpse of what a devil's highway is. The veteran drivers listened to Xiao Bailong's stories and drove cautiously and slowly.

There is a cliff on one side and a cliff on the other. The road is narrow and winding, one after another. He Huan had to explain all the time to divert everyone's attention. If they just sit there, not only will everyone be scared, but they will also vomit!

(End of chapter)


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