Chapter 5 (1/2)
The stone bear is sure that the maimed longmaoniu tribe has been going south for the past three days.
The time of the winter sun hanging in the sky is not very long. Even though Tennessee belongs to the middle and low latitudes, the most time of the day is more than ten hours.
Every noon when the temperature is the highest, the stone bear can see the half dead sun in the sky by barely opening a slit of his eyes, and the direction of the team is toward the noon sun, that is, to the south.
Apart from those little guys, almost none of the other people in the team is uninjured. In addition, the team has been shuttling through the mountains and forests with almost no roads for the past three days. Elder martial brother estimates that the team can travel about 10 kilometers a day at most, even less than this number.
The Appalachian frontier museum I went to before is located in the small town of Ke Linton, about 30 kilometers north of Knoxville. If we calculate according to this distance, after I was hit by that damned Cadillac, my soul would have been in place for more than 250 years, and then attached to the just dead fool.
Stone bear did not expect that the originally beautiful town of K. Linton, in the mid-18th century, turned out to be the base of a small East Cherokee tribe.
The camp place this evening should not be far away from a river, because the stone bear can clearly hear the sound of the distant water.
”Hey, my little bear, how are you doing?” When the small group stopped again, the bonfire burned quickly, and all the people were sitting in front of the bonfire, but they did not have the cheerful singing and dancing in the past, and all the people were silent. They were remembering their relatives.
Only the leader Gao Niu came trembling, sat down next to the plow where the stone bear lay, and whispered in a hoarse voice to the silly child who had made great contributions to the continuation of the tribe.
The stone bear opened his eyes hard, but there was only one gap.
”Uncle, I'm fine. Where are we going?”（ PS: I won't speak Indian. There are some introductions to the dialogues in this book, most of which are translated. If Lao Mo really works out a section of Indian language, I don't think we can understand it, can we Stone bear asked with a little twitch.
Now it's not only difficult for him to open his eyes, but also for him to speak. The wound on his face is not only on his eyes, but also on his jaw and both sides of his cheek, which are still red and swollen, like the bread of vasichus.
Gao Niu gently stroked the stone bear's head, ”boy, we are going to our other clan. It's almost here. After tonight, we'll be able to walk for half a day tomorrow. That's Lilei's tribe. Lilei's grandfather and my grandfather are brothers. Our tribe was separated more than 50 years ago, and his tribe is at the foot of Lanwu mountain in front of us. ”
Hearing the name of blue fog, the stone bear moved in his heart. Thanks to his understanding of the history of the Tennessee Indians, he knew what the name blue fog meant.
There is a very famous national forest park at the junction of Tennessee and North Carolina. It is called big fog Mountain National Forest Park. The National Forest Park is also one of the most visited forest parks in the United States, with at least 10 million visitors coming to the park every year.
The National Forest Park, covering an area of about 200000 hectares, is a rare original ecological forest park in the world, an international biosphere reserve and a world heritage site. International recognition shows the importance of the park to the planet.
Even more than 200 years later, the forest park was named ”Dawu Mountain” because of the extremely rich vegetation and the dense fog formed by the water vapor from the forest around the mountains and filled the canyon.
Of course, the name is directly related to its main peak, chimney mountain.