The forest was calm again, as if all the screams had not happened.

The brutal velociraptor that escaped his life had obviously carried out a lot of slaughter in the forest, but Yang Qian had no interest in caring about it.

After using a few pieces of minced meat to dispel the empty-tailed lizard that had been "chirping" and expressing his dissatisfaction, Yang Qian began to enjoy a delicious meal.

It is said to be a good meal, but because of the stimulation of the velociraptor blood just now, this delicious meal seems to have become unpleasant.

Yang Qian's unprovoked anger just now was not because of the ignorance of the velociraptor rex, but because he suddenly found that when he faced fresh flesh and blood, especially the flesh and blood of the velociraptor leader that might provide him with more energy, his resistance was getting weaker and weaker.

Was this his reaction in which his sanity began to succumb to his instincts?

Thinking of the possible consequences, he had plenty of reason to be angry. If you completely become a dinosaur that only knows how to chase blood, then the consequences are definitely not what you want.

Find more powerful prey, devour more flesh, find a large group of female crocodiles, establish a territory of your own, and ......

It turns out that human will is not omnipotent, and with the passage of time, will it gradually succumb to the instinct of **?

But his spiritual power has just broken through, and when he enters the meditation, he can feel the hostile gaze, and it is impossible for a fool to make a mistake, only when his spiritual power breaks through to a certain level, will he have this feeling, right?

Yang Qian's heart was in turmoil.

He gave up continuing his way through the river and began to walk along the land along the mountain.

From the woods, from the rocky valleys, from the mud-filled swamps, from the canyons to the mountain tops, he regarded it as a journey of spiritual cultivation.

A butterfly danced in the forest, up and down, attracting Yang Gan's gaze.

Any life is a miracle of nature, even if it is just a butterfly.

A small lizard watched the butterfly flaunt its dance in front of it, its eyes moving with the butterfly's figure, its mouth opening several times, but no other movement was seen.

A small dinosaur suddenly sprang out of a clump of ferns, and instead of noticing the lizard, whose body color and ferns were completely blended together, it poked its head out of the butterfly. Seeing that it was about to succeed, the butterfly's wings were just a flap, and the staggering figure escaped a crisis.

Yang Qian noticed that at the moment when the butterfly dodged, some powder was quietly shaken off on its beautiful wings.

The little dinosaur that couldn't sneak up and down suddenly sneezed violently, jumped up and down on the spot, and then quickly burrowed into the fern bush, and there was a faint chirping strange sound.

Yang Qian couldn't help laughing, sure enough, he couldn't underestimate any creature. Even a butterfly has its own extraordinary means; And the experienced lizard obviously knew the power of this colorful butterfly for a long time, and it was only then that he could resist his predation.

Then Yang Qian found a stone wall and recorded what he had just seen with pictures.

Maybe there will never be a creature to admire these murals, however, he doesn't mind.

These days, he left a lot of such frescoes.

From the moment he decided to go through the trial of his life, he was no longer confined to carving his previous patterns on the stone walls, as he had done before.

These days, he walks through the jungles, mountains, streams, swamps, as long as he sees, he draws them.

Although his painting skills are not very good, it can still be seen that the insects in his paintings, such as flying dragons, tyrannosaurs, and ceratosaurs......

Even some strange trees are within the scope of his depiction, and he does not deliberately think about anything, but when he is faced with a suitable stone wall, he paints whatever he has just encountered; He draws whatever he remembers.

In addition to paintings on stone walls, he also has a kind of painting on clay.

The stone walls belong to his Cretaceous world, and on the soil, there are all kinds of things from his previous life.

The reason why he did not leave traces of his previous life on the stone wall was not because he was afraid that other intelligent beings would find out the secret that he was a visitor from time and space, but because he felt in his heart that this was inappropriate.

It was hard for him to imagine that one day, a group of scientists in the 21st century would suddenly discover some ancient frescoes, and then go through all kinds of careful protection and restoration. In the end, it was found that these murals from 100 million or 80 million years ago actually depicted a child with a slingshot hitting a street lamp, or a game maniac yelling at the computer......

Can you imagine how "surprised" or "surprised" they should be?

Can you guarantee that there will not be so many old scientists who are too old and not in good health, so they will cause any cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, and cause any major losses to the archaeological community?

Be kind.

Therefore, if Yang Qian wants to paint his previous life, he will only depict it on the soil, and only now, will he depict it on the stone wall.

I don't know if this symbolizes that the past life will eventually become a cloud of smoke, and only this life is worth portraying......

There were no roads in the mountains of the Cretaceous Period, so Yang Gan's road was very hard, but thinking of the journey he had traveled all the way, he felt that it was worth it.

Doing these things allows him to remember more clearly that he is a visitor across time and space after all.

In the process of walking around and painting like this, Yang Qian suddenly found that this mountain, which stretched for an unknown number of miles, was almost finished by himself.

Sure enough, after crossing a small hill with sparse trees, his eyes suddenly widened.

It's an endless wilderness of desolation, and it's hard to see the huge dinosaurs on the ground; Occasionally, clumps of dry ferns look lifeless; Trees that were supposed to grow everywhere have become extremely rare here, and if they do, they are low and short.

The sky seemed to become extremely high in an instant, and the dotted white clouds above the blue sky also became lonely.

It's not the desert, but it always reminds him of the sentence "The desert is lonely and straight", there is no long river, only a circle.

However, this world is not lifeless, and some of the little creatures swimming in the dry fern bushes are still proving that this world still has the miracle of life.

Reddish-brown loose dirt was scattered all over the land, and even the smallest dinosaur would throw up a cloud of sand when they ran past.

These running creatures need to avoid a threat from the sky.

Several pterosaurs circled in the sky, and they struggled to spread their wings, but they could not reach even the lowest white clouds, so they could only cast their eyes on the vast sky.

Yang Gan, who didn't know how long he had been swimming in the mountains, was completely fascinated by the scenery in front of him, even though it looked barren here. But when he saw all this for the first time, he fell in love with this high sky and clouds, and the land was boundless.

Even the empty-tailed lizard on his back seemed to be shocked by the sudden appearance of the scene, and it was rare to be quiet. He subconsciously took a step towards the world that seemed to symbolize the boundlessness of freedom.

A giant centipede with a body size of more than one meter felt the trembling of the ground, and came out of the thick layer of dead leaves with its teeth and claws, and its blood-red huge body was so eye-catching on the withered yellow ground. It waved countless arms, its venomous jaws ready to teach a harsh lesson to the unreasonable visitor who disturbed its rest.

But a huge clawed paw ruthlessly crushed its rage, and with it its body.

Yang Qian walked over without care.

In the mountains, it is not only his tempering of his soul, but also his body.

Walking on the ground for a long time has made his body seem to lose weight, but whether it is strength, or the scale armor on his back, the soft skin on his abdomen, including the powerful limbs and soles, they are all growing at a terrifying rate, becoming stronger and more powerful.

Now, even his tail can easily shatter boulders, let alone limbs that have been walking.

It's really nothing to trample a giant centipede that doesn't have long eyes, who made it think that there would be no large creatures passing by on this sparsely wooded hill! Doesn't it know that these insects in the mountains and forests should find a tree hole or something to hide?

So just now, I still felt that life is a miracle of nature, and in the blink of an eye, I eliminated a "miracle" giant dinosaur crocodile, and walked forward without stopping.

When Yang Qian walked towards the field, behind him, a dexterous figure quickly flashed out and came to the corpse of the centipede, which carefully tore off the centipede's venomous jaw teeth with its sharp claws, and then filled the rest into its mouth, making a creaking and chewing sound.

(Out of the mountain to change the map, today is the third watch, the second watch is two o'clock at noon)