Chapter 443 442. Entering the Reserve (Monthly Pass 139+)

Hans, who had been holding his mobile phone up all the time, came out and said haha: "Indeed, we had a misunderstanding just now, you move out of the way, we leave."

Li Du said: "Refund my ticket and tour guide fee!"

His tone was as tough as ever, and his spine was as straight as ever.

The old man was furious: "You want to challenge our bottom line?!"

Hans continued to be a peacemaker, he raised his hand and said, "Well, how about you refund the money and we will leave the alloy arrows under the stone to you?"

A big Indian said: "It falls on our territory, and it belongs to us!"

"You damn rascal!" Hans cursed angrily in a low voice.

The old man didn't think of the conflict either, he waved his hand to stop the restlessness of his subordinates, and said with a sullen face: "Let's do this, return the money to this kid, and let them go!"

The big Indian man took out some money from his trouser pocket and handed it to Li Du. Li Du didn't count the money. He took it and walked forward, ignoring the menacing Indian on the opposite side.

Someone wanted to pick a problem and blocked the road, so Godzilla rushed up and made a savage collision, flying far away!

The others didn't dare to make trouble, so they honestly made way.

Li Du and the others left, the old man waved his hand, and the Indians swarmed towards the gravel: "Find those sharp arrows!"

Soon, someone found a short arrow that fell in the sand, and excitedly took it back and handed it to the old man, saying, "Allogia, please look."

The old man was holding the arrow with suspicion on his face: "What's so special about this arrow? How is it different from ours?"

"I can't see it either, but what kind of alloy is this? It may look similar to steel, but it's actually very sharp." A big man said.

The old man nodded and walked to the side of the canyon. A group of big men surrounded him, looking at the arrow in his hand expectantly.

Coughing, the old man took the arrow and thrust it hard into the canyon stone.

'Boom! ’ There was a loud noise, sparks splashed everywhere, and the short arrow bounced back, shaking the old man’s palms numb...

The Indians looked at the red rock, and there was a white spot on the rock, not even a hole, and it was not even as sharp as the arrows of their tribe...

"We were tricked!"

"Drive faster, drive faster, those idiots will probably come to trouble us when they find out that they have been tricked," Hans said.

Godzilla stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the truck accelerated again, speeding non-stop on the highway.

Li Du said depressedly: "Damn it, wasting time and energy, nothing to gain."

Hans giggled and said, "Who said there is no harvest? We have a big harvest!"

Li Du asked strangely: "What big gain? Why didn't I know?"

Hans said confidently: "Just wait and see, it will definitely be a big harvest!"

They continued to drive north. After leaving the territory of the Navajo people, they drove along HWY 264, and the next step was the territory of the Hopi tribe.

The road passes through three mesas, the First, Second and Third Mesas, which form the core of the Hopi Reservation.

That is to say, after Li Du and others passed through the land of the Navajo people, they entered the core area of ​​the Hopi tribe.

After Hans explained, he couldn't help laughing: "Do these Indians know how to fight? Don't leave a strategic buffer? No wonder the tribe is often surrounded by Navajos."

"It's because you don't understand Indian conflicts. They have to live on the front line. Otherwise, once they retreat, the land they withdraw will be occupied by the other side."

Li Du was astonished and said, "The Navajos are so overbearing?"

Hans said: "When it comes to land issues, all Indians are high-handed. The Navajos in particular are very cunning. They like to play the game of sheep penning."

"What's the matter with sheep pens?"

"It's to drive the sheep into a piece of land, and then the land belongs to them."

Li Du nodded to express his understanding. This is really the style of the Navajos. The arrows they dropped just now were considered by the Navajos to be their property.

Turning down from the road and driving on a relatively wide dirt road for about ten minutes, a large village with continuous huts appeared in front of them.

Hans patted the bridge and cheered, "Welcome to the oldest settlement in North America that has always been inhabited, Old Oleby Village!"

About a kilometer away from the village, they stopped and walked.

Hans said: "We are not allowed to take photos, sketches, or record anything later, OK?"

Everyone nodded: "OK!"

It was the first time for Li Du to come to this kind of primitive Indian settlement. After getting close to the tribe, he looked at it curiously, feeling novel about everything.

There are some small earthen castle-like buildings outside the tribe, which surround the village. These buildings were used to defend against foreign enemies in the past. The buildings are very solid, leaving only observation ports and bow and arrow ports.

In addition to these fortresses, there is a building like a chapel at the entrance, with a cross on the roof and a statue of Jesus inside.

Li Du asked in surprise, "Hey, are these Indians still Christians?"

Hans said: "This is the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, which is Mormonism. Around the 1850s, Mormons settled in Utah, and they began to try to persuade Indians to convert to Mormonism."

After hearing this, Li Du exclaimed: "Oh my God, these believers are really crazy, they dare to do anything for the sake of preaching."

"Jacob Hamblin, that crazy guy named Jacob Hamblin, he went deep into the Hopi territory for the first time in 1858, and made a missionary agreement with the locals, and in late 1875, the Latter-day Saint Jesus Christ The Christian Church was established here," Ollie said.

Hans looked at him and said, "You really know enough about this history."

Ollie laughed and said, "I also wanted to join the Mormon Church at one time, so I learned some church history and knowledge. As you know, Mormonism allows polygamy."

"Why didn't you join in later? Did God see through your flamboyance?"

Ollie continued to laugh: "No, I found it difficult for me to support one daughter-in-law, let alone more than one!"

The Hopi tribe does not prohibit tourists from entering, but they do not allow tourists to wander around. They have set up a tourist reception at the front of the reserve, and there is also a small museum for tourists to watch.

Li Du went in and took a look. The museum was full of historical photos and introductory cultural exhibitions. After the little flying insect entered, he was excited, trying to absorb the time energy of the handicrafts.

But he can't do that, it's a bit of a steal, not his style.

There are also postcards made by the Hopi people in the museum. Li Du was overjoyed when he saw it, and bought another set and mailed it to Sophie.

Dickens asked strangely: "What kind of girl-picking method are you doing? Picking up girls with postcards?"

Li Du shook his head: "It's not about picking up girls, it's about exchanging hearts!"

"Ouch!" A group of people acted like vomiting.