They stared blankly at the hollow ahead, and after a while, the Exorcist gave up his first place to the back, and he stood in second place.

He looked at the picture in front of him, looked at the pictures on the ground, and began to imagine.

He imagined it, and he realized that he had drawn it correctly.

Then he went to third place and found it right.

To the fourth, fifth, still correct.

He saw their world, he saw the idea of being in that position, he saw something different, and he was stunned.

The others were also constantly transposing, and they saw the same thing as the Exorcist, and their minds were stirring.

They stood quietly in place, carefully tasting the different tastes.

The images that were originally in their minds were all personal memories, and the pictures were all first-person perspectives, and they never knew that there were things that they could imagine even if they hadn't experienced them.

Just like a cup of strong tea, the more you taste it, the more thirsty you feel when you drink it, and the more you want to drink it.

They reminisced and meditated, as if they had settled into the old monks, meticulous and focused.

Wang Yang stood aside, took the barbecue sent by Wang Yingying, and ate a few bites, feeling that the taste was excellent this time, and decided to eat more.

The friends had never been into the forest, had never hunted, and did not understand what the adults were doing.

Only Li Si's child, leaning over to look at their paintings, also thoughtfully about things.

"Woo~" Suddenly, an adult shouted excitedly, pointing to a picture on the ground, extremely excited.

His cry also woke up the others, looking at the pictures on the ground and screaming.

At this moment, the messy pictures seemed to come to life, imprinted in their minds, and they couldn't get rid of it at all.

The legendary Penglai Island floating in their minds finally appeared.

Joyful smiles hung on their faces, pointing to pictures on the ground, looking left and right, trying to communicate with their companions.

After a while, they all came to Li Si's side, looking at his paintings, what they used to feel boring and boring, suddenly felt interesting, and they were eager to see more different things.

At this time, their emotions were almost crazy, Li Si finally drew a picture, and it didn't take long for them to look at it, so they smoothed out the sand and asked him to draw a second one.

This kind of situation,It's like reading a book that updates slowly and hangs my appetite all the time.,The protagonist is about to push down the heroine.,Even the pants are ripped.,As a result, this chapter is gone.。

Their state is like a reader, and every time at this juncture, they want to give the author a few bricks, you write quickly!

Wang Yang can understand their feelings, and he is thirsty for talent! I can't wait to figure it all out in one day.

The colorful world is like a picture scroll with a deep artistic conception, telling the story, they are in the pink world, and their eyes are blurred.

"Woo~" Every time they saw a new picture, they would shout in surprise, and they were so happy that they didn't even accept the barbecue sent by Wang Yingying, and they forgot to sleep and eat.

"Woo~" Wang Yingying walked back aggrievedly, sat back in place, and ate by herself.

"Haha." Wang Yang laughed when he saw it.

After a while, Li Si had nothing to paint, he had accumulated things for a long time, and he painted them all in a short period of time, and he didn't know what to paint at all.

The adults urged him, he trembled and held the branches, he really didn't know what to paint, he didn't experience much, except for cutting down two trees during the day and eating, there was only a picture of everyone sleeping together at night.

But these things are all repetitive, and you can only draw them once.

"Woo~" The adults urged again.

He stiffened his head, hurriedly dropped two strokes, suddenly stopped, and cried "wow".

When the adults saw him crying, they knew that he had nothing to draw, so they raised their heads and stared at Wang Yang, who was eating a large piece.

That scorching gaze suddenly made Wang Yang smile for a moment, laughed dryly, and walked over.

"That's it, since you have the heart to see it, let's just have a new perspective."

Wang Yang walked over and drew a picture under their gaze.

It's still the same picture of hunting wild boars, but the difference is that it's a perspective from the air looking down.

At this moment, everyone was stunned, thinking what kind of picture this was.

They looked at it for a while, but they still didn't understand it too clearly, and in their concept, they didn't have the concept of looking down from the sky, let alone God's perspective.

They wondered, if they were one of the hunters, standing on the ground, who was this in the sky? Birdman?

Seeing that they were confused, Wang Yang took them outside, climbed up the highest branches, and then came down and let them go up one by one.

After they watched it for a while, it dawned on them that this was the case.

Every day after that, Wang Yang would spend a period of time painting for them, painting a new and different world.

He painted beaches, snow-capped mountains, and other landscapes and animals.

But they can't read what they haven't seen.

Wang Yang also specially drew a hunting tactic, in which five people surrounded the prey separately and rushed over together.

They haven't seen it, but because Wang Yang painted it more vividly, they didn't seem to understand.

Now they are like a beast that has been imprisoned for many years and suddenly opens, and their imagination rushes out of the cage and is out of control.

The curiosity that killed the cats completely took over their brains.

Wang Yang is very tired, he paints so much every day, how can he not be tired, although he is idle, he can't let himself write as homework.

But he's happy that he can now communicate something simple with them through drawings.

For example, if you are hungry, you will draw a barbecue, if you are thirsty, you will draw a ...... to drink water, and if your stomach hurts, you will draw a ?!

They also began to express their thoughts, such as when courting, they would draw a picture without shame.

Wang Yang drew the painful lessons that happened before, first of all, the forests of the four seasons are different.

He also painted a picture of people running out of food in winter because of insufficient storage.

After that, the following year, the territory was expanded, and there was still food in the winter.

These paintings are not one or two pictures can be painted, he painted for a long time, and painted many pictures.

The crowd looked at it, but they didn't understand.

They are unable to relate to this kind of picture with a relatively large time span, and can only simply connect it with a brief event, such as hunting.

After he finished painting, he realized that he had wasted his efforts, and that everyone's abstract thinking was still in the embryonic stage, and logical thinking had not yet developed.

Of course, he did not devote all his time to this, as he said before that there may be conflicts in the future, and weapons are crucial.

He wanted to try his hand at making bows and arrows.

Bows and arrows are powerful weapons in the era of cold weapons, which have enabled human beings to attack from a long distance and greatly improved their combat effectiveness.

In the Neolithic period, 30,000 years ago, there were primitive bows and arrows, which helped a lot at that time.

Now, I think I can make something better than the original bow.