I really want to know about dinosaurs, and it's not my fault that I don't say a word about dinosaurs until the thirty-second chapter of the novel. Neither Dahl nor my old hen ever mentioned these things.

Actually, I asked my old hen about these things, and he said he didn't know. I don't quite believe that there is anything that an old hen as knowledgeable as him doesn't know? I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, I read a passage in Mr. Lu Xun's "From Baicao Garden to Sanwei Library", when Lu Xun asked Mr. Shoujingwu what was going on with the "weird" worm, the old man was unhappy and said, "I don't know!"

The old gentleman will not be unaware, because he is a profound scholar, and the old hen will not be unaware of it, because he ......

He's not an academic, but he's supposed to be an expert. At least a Chinese-style expert.

There is nothing that experts do not know, nothing that they dare not do. There are many Chinese-style experts, many like cow hair, like flower needles, like filaments, and they are close to your eyes. Some of them have foreign academic qualifications, and these qualifications are not even known to foreigners.

"As an expert, you should know everything, and you should say everything......", I once again found my old hen and wanted to get something out of his mouth, and this time I also brought a bag of mealworms, which can be regarded as a reward.

"Knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing, and knowing is knowing. The old hen looked at me and said with a look of embarrassment, "I don't talk like some experts......

I suddenly became in awe of my old hen, and I had to be ashamed of my kind, and many experts were not as good as a chicken.

I can only ask Dahl for advice, he has been to heaven and studied paleontology, he should know, and as soon as I saw Dahl, I asked him for advice:

"What about dinosaurs?"

There was a sudden look of pain on his face, his mouth twitching, and a light of unknown light in his eyes.

The whole room suddenly changed to another color, not white, not red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple......

It's a color I've never seen before.

Suddenly I felt a cool wind behind my ears, enough energy to make my hair stand on end, and I felt myself suddenly rush out of my head, rushing out at a speed like light, and I felt a little dizzy.......

When I fall.

I suddenly found myself in the form of a dinosaur and came to ancient times, where the forests were dense, the water and plants were fertile, the air was fresh, and there was no smog in Beijing. The fins on my spine shook like a fan, and I deliberately swung my big tail from side to side, which was very pleasant.

I didn't feel like I was a human being, I felt like I had always been a dinosaur, a herbivorous dinosaur, and I put my head up against a big tree, but I didn't have to work hard because I was tall and the head of the tree was level with my eyes.

I took the nearest branch into my mouth and chewed it slowly, feeling a bitter sweetness......

Suddenly, I felt a pain in my tail.

When I turned around, a dinosaur was looking at me with a greedy gaze, chewing on my tail like a child munching on a piece of air-dried beef jerky.

It must be very fragrant.

But I can't stop appreciating, I don't have the spirit of "spring silkworms to the end of the silkworms, wax torches to ashes and tears to dry", if I don't run, I will really become an air-dried beef jerky.

He can't finish eating, so he will definitely dry me and eat it slowly.

It's all a momentary thought.

He wouldn't let me think about it.

I lifted my hind foot and kicked it hard at his face.

I used all my strength, and I thought this kick would be enough to burst his brain.

But no, he let go of my beef jerky with great agility, and with a slight swing of his head, he dodged my attack, and then with a fierce look, he opened his bloody mouth and rushed towards me.

When I saw that the situation was not good, I spread my feet and ran.......

I just felt that the trees, flowers, and animals around me were all flying behind me......

My body hurt from the branches.

I don't know how long I ran, and I don't know how far I went.

All I know is that I walked through a wood, came to a meadow, then went through a wood, came to a meadow, and then went over a mountain, and then over a mountain.

And so it was repeated many times.

I just felt like my legs were heavy like lead, and my breathing was as rapid as if I was pumping with a pump.

I just can't run.

That brute must have been thrown away by me, I thought.

I stopped, and I decided to lie down for a while. The reason why the word "lying down" is used is because many large animals use this word to mean "lying down", at least that's what our dialect says.

As soon as I lay down, I suddenly felt another wave of heat hit my head.

I suddenly sensed something was wrong.

I looked up and was dumbfounded.

I saw that dinosaur staring at me viciously with its bloody mouth wide open.

I want to run, it's too late......

I closed my eyes and let the dragon open its jaw and reach out to my head......

Rattle,

My head was bitten to pieces, and he was like eating a little golden red fruit......

Actually, my head was not bitten off, and the result was just something I came up with my eyes closed.

"Jin Hong, what are you running?"

"Where's the grinding?"

The sound is neither English, nor Chinese, nor German. It's kind of like Japanese, but I don't know Japanese. The Japanese I know is nothing more than a few simple words that I learned from TV, such as "Hachikayalu", "Missy-Mishi", "Yasai", and "...... frogs" and so on.

But this brute's words are just like Japanese.

Somehow, I understood the beast's words.

The worst I had in mind didn't happen, and it seemed that the beast didn't mean to eat me.

I thought, maybe I'm what he calls Jin Hong.

I opened my eyes, and the dragon stared at me with an angry expression.

"What are you running for? I finally made up a little argument for you and ruined you......"

It dawned on me that he wasn't eating dried beef jerky, but braiding my tail.

"I'm sorry, I blamed you. "I answered him in the language of a beast like Japanese, and somehow I seemed to be born to speak this language.

He laughed and made a bouncing sound, a friendly sound that came from the heart to the dinosaurs.

"Why are you going in circles?" he asked curiously.

Did I go in circles?

Looking back on what I did just now, I was a little puzzled, as if I felt that some scenery was familiar, and it turned out that I had taken a lot of repetitive paths.

It's a bit of a shame too.

Looks like he knows me well.

But I really don't know him, and I'd love to know what his name is so I can better communicate with him. So, I pretended to be very familiar and accosted:

"Hey, buddy, I'm kidding you. ”

Unexpectedly, the other party said something that I still can't forget.

What did he say?