The first squad leader grinned: "You have said both the opposite and the positive, what else do we have to say?" ”

He Jun frowned, and his eyebrows were tightly twisted together: "No, it's not a prehistoric civilization, that person can't send a tiger cub over for no reason!" ”

If there really was a developed prehistoric civilization, as long as it reached or approached the modern level, it would be impossible to turn a blind eye to the sudden appearance of the community, but the community had already passed through seven or eight days, and no other outsiders had been encountered except for the small plane.

The only reasonable explanation is that the person who flew the plane knew that the community was coming through and wanted to convey something!

His eyes fell back on the lazy tiger cub, and his mind was a mess, but he couldn't guess the joints.

The second master not only didn't understand, but also annoyed this kind of troublesome thing that became more and more chaotic, so he simply squatted down to look at the strange tiger head, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and couldn't help but say: "Give this thing to me, go back and clean up and hang it on the wall, hehe, look at these two big teeth, it is more majestic than the tiger head hanging in our locks." ”

The second master picked up the heavy tiger head and fiddled with it, and kicked away the rattan ball containing the tiger's head at will.

The rattan ball rolled away with the parachute, just rolling to He Jun's side, He Jun raised his foot and stepped on the rattan ball: "Second master, how to clean up the tiger's head......" His gaze inadvertently swept over the parachute on the rattan ball, and he was stunned to find that the light yellow parachute was painted with a neatly arranged picture.

"What is this?" He Jun shouted loudly, and quickly picked up the parachute in his hand, "Don't be awkward, bring me that one too!" ”

Awkwardly and immediately complied, He Jun spread out the two square parachutes and placed them side by side on the ground.

Five heads came together from different directions and squeezed together in a heap on the painting.

The parachute is painted with simple and expressive lines, each painting is about the same size, at first glance it looks like a pattern printed on the cloth, and if you look closely, you can find that the content of each picture is different.

Awkwardly glanced at it. Hesitantly, he said, "It seems to be a comic ......"

"You still need to say it!" Luo Jiaqi glared at him, "I have already seen it." ”

"Don't make a noise!" He Jun scolded, pointed to the corner of the cloth on the left and said, "This is the first painting." There's a 1 in the bottom right corner. ”

Everyone's eyes moved together, and sure enough, they saw a small number 1.

The content of the drawing itself is also very simple, the runway, the tarmac, the neatly arranged planes and terminals, it is obviously an airport.

The picture is so detailed that even the streets and high-rise buildings outside the airport are represented. But if you are a modern person, you can see at a glance what the place is on the painting.

He Jun's gaze shifted to the second painting, where the airport was blurry and ethereal, and the lines were heavily smeared, as if they had been rubbed vigorously a hundred times after the painting.

He Jun immediately gave up the second picture that had been badly drawn, and continued to move his gaze back.

The third painting shows the airport very clearly, but the background outside the airport has been replaced by a lush forest.

He Jun's mind flashed, he slapped his thigh violently, and excitedly pointed to the three paintings on the corner of the cloth: "Understood, this is an airport crossing!" ”

He admired it immensely. The person who painted this painting is not ordinarily smart, using pictures instead of words to convey the meaning, which can avoid the reading and comprehension barriers caused by different languages and words, and the painting is more abstract, people who understand it will definitely be able to guess the meaning of the painting, and those who don't understand it can't guess the meaning behind the picture.

He was just thinking about whether the man wanted to say something, but he didn't expect to find a clue immediately, and he really fell asleep and met the pillow.

The squad leader didn't raise his eyelids and said, "I can see it, it's quiet." Read on. ”

He Jun was messy in the wind, touched his nose in embarrassment, and continued to look at the fourth painting, a small plane took off from the airport. The artist gave a close-up of the plane, the squares on the fuselage and the sun deliberately painted above the plane, so that He Jun knew that it was a solar-powered plane.

The next painting was a bit abstract, and He Jun looked at it carefully for a while before he realized that it was a painting of an airplane looking down on the forest in the air.

Then the forest became water, very wide.

Sunrise and sunset. The mammoth appeared, the people in the airport were hesitant and frightened, the plane continued to fly, and on the next picture, a primitive tribe appeared, with simple lines drawing men and women with animal skins around their waists, and children with bare butts.

The plane landed on a flat ground, and the primitive people nearby bowed to the pilot who walked down the plane, and the simple outline of the pilot's body was a piece of clothing, which distinguished the primitive from the modern.

Primitive people led the pilots into the cave where they lived, and a torch shone on the cave wall, reflecting the murals scattered on the cave wall.

A big exclamation mark suddenly appeared on the pilot's head, and there was a huge question mark side by side, and on the wall in front of the pilot, a rising mushroom cloud was actually drawn!

Beneath the mushroom cloud is a towering peak, with curling lines drawing rolling waves.

The next picture shows the pilot witnessing a nuclear explosion in the air, and under the mushroom cloud, there is also a towering mountain peak, and the waves are rolling under the peak.

The content on the screen actually coincided with He Jun's inference, and the squad leader couldn't help but glance at He Jun, and secretly marveled in his heart that He Jun's guess was so accurate.

Before the painting was finished, more mushroom clouds appeared on the screen, small planes kept hovering around the mushroom clouds, and after drawing several mushroom clouds in a row, a circle of diffuse shockwaves suddenly added to the top of a mushroom cloud, and the modern background of high-rise buildings was painted in the back.

"What does that mean?" Awkwardly asked.

The modern buildings behind the mushroom clouds seem to be deliberately blurred, as if they are swaying and twisting in the painting, looking like a nuclear bomb exploding in the city, and somewhat plausible.

"Could it be ......" The squad leader looked at He Jun hesitantly, his face extremely heavy, "He wants to tell us that the cities of prehistoric civilizations are being destroyed by nuclear bombs?" ”

"It's also possible that he saw the ruins of a city destroyed by a nuclear bomb." He Jun rubbed his temples and said.

The first squad leader nodded in agreement.

Although he knew some things, the first squad leader was still puzzled: "Why is he telling us this?" Taking care of a new traveler? Or do you know we're going to cross again? ”

He Jun shook his head: "No, the airport has traveled directly to this era, and there is no painting on the cloth, and there should be so many things that you can't figure out in a day or two, right?" ”

"Hey!" The squad leader held his head in his hands and scratched his scalp in annoyance: "Can't he draw clearly?" Write as many words as you want! (To be continued.) )