America 1881: Legend of the West

The greatest magic stick of the Sioux people, ah, no, the prophet Chief Sitting Bull sat quietly on the log and touched the bird's head.

He closed his eyes again and muttered something.

Asuka also closed his eyes and squatted in front of Sitting Bull with a pious look on his face.

Chen Jianqiu and Roosevelt had finished their discussion. They turned their heads and watched the old prophet complete this ancient ritual.

"Mr. Chen, Feiniao is a good boy. Please train him well. I would like to thank you on behalf of his father." Sitting Bull suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Chen Jianqiu, and said slowly.

Chen Jianqiu was stunned.

How does this old man know my last name?

"The future has become unclear, but destiny cannot be changed." Sitting Bull sighed.

Chen Jianqiu took off his hat and scratched his head.

Even if you are a true prophet.

Only when you can see clearly can there be ghosts. I traveled to this era, and most of the timeline has been changed. How do you see it?

After saying this, Sitting Bull stood up and got into the tent.

The remaining Indians also went about their own business.

Seeing that they couldn't ask for anything here, Chen Jianqiu and Roosevelt decided to go back to the town first and then make plans.

When they were approaching the town, they passed by the camp where the circus was located.

Compared with the bustle last night, the camp at this time was quiet and there was no movement at all.

"When did this circus appear?" Chen Jianqiu suddenly asked, "Did you come here every once in a while before?"

"No, it seems that I started coming here more than a year ago."

Roosevelt stared at the tents and replied.

He suddenly realized what Chen Jianqiu meant.

Several people's horses stopped right in front of the gate of the circus camp.

"You mean, they are suspicious?"

"I was just wondering if there was such a possibility." Chen Jianqiu's eyes still stayed on the camp, as if he was looking for something.

Roosevelt thought for a moment and shook his head:

"No, the attack on the ranch had already started before they showed up. I remember this very clearly."

"The first ranch attack occurred near the town and Ke led people to investigate it. He had just arrived at that time."

"The circus came two weeks later. The first place they were stationed was near the ranch."

"That was the first time I saw a circus in this place. I didn't expect that their business would get better and better, and even people from nearby towns would come."

Chen Jianqiu listened quietly.

After Roosevelt finished speaking, he continued to control the reins:

"Let's go find those lost sheep first."

They continued towards the town.

However, Chen Jianqiu saw a group of townspeople gathering in darkness at the entrance of the town from a distance, looking in their direction.

"Are they waiting for us?" Sean asked doubtfully.

"Let's go, we'll find out when we get there," Roosevelt said.

They arrived at the town's entrance.

An old man with white hair wearing a suit and vest walked up.

It's the mayor.

Roosevelt dismounted.

"Mr. Sheriff, I heard that Indians attacked those ranches. Is that true?" asked the mayor.

Roosevelt looked into the crowd.

He found Pink standing at the back of the crowd with the same expression.

"Mayor, this matter has not been completely clarified yet, and we cannot be sure that they did it yet."

"Then who did it? It's past one o'clock, and ranches are still being looted! Townspeople are being killed!"

The mayor is aggressive.

There was also a commotion among the townspeople, and some were already shouting "Kill those Indians!"

Some townspeople were already arguing quietly:

"You shouldn't count on this New Yorker. This is not his hometown. He only cares about his own pasture."

"Don't talk nonsense. In the past few years, Mr. Roosevelt has volunteered to clean up a lot of gangsters in the town."

"That's not just for the safety of his own ranch! Look at his behavior and dress, he is simply aloof."

Chen Jianqiu has better hearing, so he heard all these words.

If Roosevelt had stayed in his ranch from beginning to end, he probably wouldn't have been in this predicament.

This is even true between people of the same faith and skin color, let alone people of different races.

"Then you are going to get your guns and fight those Indians, right? As a vigilante, I have no objection. When the time comes, I will be the first one."

Facing these excited townspeople, Roosevelt behaved calmly.

Several young people among the townspeople stood up:

"Mr. Roosevelt, we are willing to go with you. We all have our own guns and can defend our town!"

Roosevelt nodded:

"Very well, I appreciate your bravery very much."

He took off his gun from the horse behind him:

"I just met the leader of that Indian group. His name is Hongyun. You go back and get your weapons now. I will take you there to kill him."

Upon hearing the name "Hongyun", the townspeople looked at each other.

The name is as devilish in the Dakotas as Geronimo is on the southern border.

It seems that I can't beat him.

The mayor coughed slightly.

"Mr. Roosevelt, otherwise we should contact the federal army in Bismarck (North Dakota city)."

Roosevelt's expression gradually became grim, and he looked around at the crowd:

"You need to defend your homeland by yourself, and I hope you can participate when the time comes."

After saying these words, he got back on the horse and headed towards the security station with Chen Jianqiu.

Pink followed on horseback.

"Did you spread the news about the discovery of Indians on the ranch?"

After entering the police station, Roosevelt sat down in his seat and asked Pinker who was standing at the table seriously.

Pink glanced at a police officer next to him.

The police officer was a little embarrassed: "Well, I'm sorry, Sheriff, I accidentally said it."

"These townspeople are unreasonable, and we work tirelessly to maintain law and order for them. As a result, not only do they not understand, but they also make all kinds of gossip."

There was a hint of resentment in Pink's tone.

"Well, I also think that if there are unruly people in the remote mountains, it is better to go back to the east." Chen Jianqiu said suddenly.

Pink glanced at Chen Jianqiu.

Roosevelt took off his hat, scratched his head, and waved his hands to them:

"do not talk like that."

"The Americans who opened up the West were all brave men. Without their courage, our country would not have been able to develop so rapidly. I respect them."

He put his hat on the table and crossed his hands beside the table:

"This trouble is nothing. I won't leave until this matter is resolved."

The later President of the United States had an extremely strong heart, strong character and tenacious will, otherwise he would not have challenged the monopoly trust alone.

This matter is insignificant to him.

Pink fell silent, and Chen Jianqiu stopped talking.

Roosevelt looked out the window for a while and began to arrange his work:

"Pink, go check where the sheep in the pasture are. We didn't see them in the Indian camp."

"Could they be hiding?" Pink said, "It's not easy to find in such a large area."

"There are always traces on dozens of sheep."

Roosevelt said casually.

"It's also possible that it's in a rancher's sheepfold. Anyway, those sheep should be branded."

Chen Jianqiu stood aside and looked at Pink, looking like a man from heaven who would do something great for him:

"When you find those sheep, you also find where the criminals are."

Pink ignored Chen Jianqiu. He called to the other police officers in the room, picked up his gun and his coat, and walked towards the door.

"Is he always such a stinker?" Chen Jianqiu looked at Pink's back and asked Roosevelt.

Roosevelt's chin rested on his intertwined fingers, and he also looked at Pink's back:

"He came with a few young people, and they were penniless when they came. I took them with them for more than a year, and now they have everything except their wives."

"So, don't look at how he looks on the surface. In fact, he is thinking about many things for me in his heart."

Chen Jianqiu looked back at Sean and Feiniao.

Feiniao didn't say anything, but Sean punched his chest:

"Hey, boss, I have always regarded you as my big brother, and I keep you in my heart every day."

"I'm going to relieve myself."

Chen Jianqiu greeted Roosevelt.

Sean was still talking about his loyalty, but Chen Jianqiu had already put his arm around his shoulder.

"Come on, let's pee together?"

Chen Jianqiu whispered in his ear and winked at Feiniao.

The black man trembled, but he followed Chen Jianqiu out of the door with Feiniao.

"Um, boss, are we really just here to pee?"

Sean, Chen Jianqiu, and Feiniao stood in a row behind the police station and finished drinking water. Then they shivered and lifted up their pants.

Chen Jianqiu had a cigarette in his mouth and didn't look at him:

"You have a mission these two nights."