Collect the souls of the triceratops and Vince predators, and their stomachs growl.

Yu Xian picked up dead branches and began to drill wood to make fire.

Drilling wood for fire is a very technical task, and it is best to have wood chips or desiccated coconut filaments as flammable.

There are also simpler and more crude methods, such as vigorously performing miracles.

Yu Xian's strength was far beyond ordinary people, and he rubbed the wooden stick in his palm quickly, and after a short time, green smoke floated up, followed by a burning fire.

Set up a campfire.

You can't stay in the dinosaur plane for too long, just come and have a look.

I've slept for a day, and I don't know the time difference between the two worlds, so I have to go back as soon as possible.

Before going back, in addition to collecting dinosaur souls, you have to eat dinosaur meat anyway.

The poisoned triceratops meat can't be eaten, and the Gobi duck dragon that was bitten to death by the air dragon before is quite fresh.

It is a member of the duck-billed dragon family and can grow to more than five meters when it reaches adulthood, and this one is only about three meters long.

I guess the taste will be more tender than ripe...

Yu Xian stood on the edge of the duck dragon and rubbed his hands, "There's no way, it's all dead, and it can't be wasted." ”

Travel back to the time and space of dinosaurs, and avoid actively hunting dinosaurs to change the ecological structure as much as possible.

Sometimes killing an ordinary dinosaur may be related to the subsequent evolution of the entire family.

However, you can eat the meat you pick up for nothing.

The air dragon ate the first half of the duck dragon, and still scratched and scratched on the abdomen and lower limbs, leaving a lot of scars.

These are not in the realm of leisure consideration.

Just eat one meal and go home, of course, pick the good parts.

Use the cursed shovel to cut off the large meat on the back of the duck dragon next door, according to Chaoshan beef, this piece should be called "hanging dragon", and it is also connected to the "loin" on the inner side.

The fat and lean are even, the meat is full of juice, and it is not greasy or woody.

Of course, that's for regular domestic animals, but not for wild animals, let alone wild dinosaurs.

"It feels okay to the touch."

The touch feedback from the palm is not very hard, and the flesh quality is reasonable.

During the Cretaceous period, the temperature was on the high side, 5 to 10 degrees higher than that of modern human existence, and it was impossible to delay directly roasting the dragon meat on the fire.

Gradually, the smell of meat wafted out, the skin of the duck dragon was visibly contracted and curled, and the muscles gradually turned yellow-brown under the Maillard reaction.

Poke it with simple chopsticks made of branches, and Yu Xian judged that the "duck meat" was almost cooked, picked up a piece and blew it, and sent it to his mouth.

"It's not bad..."

Salt raw baiwei.

Saltiness is the key flavor of most cooking, and the absence of salt makes it reasonable for Yu Xian to feel, which means that the Gobi duck dragon or duck-billed dragon family as a whole is very suitable as an ingredient.

Eat and drink enough to get enough sleep and return your soul power to fullness.

Yu Xian stood on the prairie and took another look at the charming world of giant beasts.

"I'll be back when this trip is over!"

Click on Tai Chi Hua Dun on the operation interface, and return along the time and space trajectory when he came, and he felt dizzy and tired, so he sat idly on the hard stone slab.

There is no change in this closed stone cave, the painter is still sketching on the side, it sees Yu Xianhui, comes forward to ask something, and feels that the spiritual power is really weak, waving his hand to signal Yu Xian to rest.

After another sleep, Yu Xian was awakened by hunger.

Obviously, I ate a large meal of dragon meat in the era of dinosaurs, so I wouldn't sleep and starve like this.

Observing the situation in the body through Taiqing's autopsy, Yu Xian quickly understood the reason.

You can't travel through the age of dinosaurs with something outside of your body, and you can't come back with anything else, otherwise you might be able to extract dinosaur DNA from the poop you pulled.

Although it took a while to return to the current time and space, Yu Xian's state was the same as before his departure.

"Painter A, how long have I been gone?"

"It's more than two days."

The answer given by Painter A was similar to Yu Xian's judgment, and he slept twice in dinosaur space, watched a big battle, and disposed of duck dragon meat.

Except that the state before and after the leisure crossing remains the same, the speed of time before and after the crossing is about the same.

Coupled with a slept before crossing and a slept after returning from crossing, Yu Xian was delayed in this cave for more than four days.

In four days, the pangolins should be on board.

"Can you feel the spirits of the living moving around?"

"Yes."

Painter A replied in the affirmative, saying that there were already humans groping for the vicinity not far from the upper left, and some of them were familiar with the soul breath, and they were members of the team of the Six Peerless Households.

They didn't know where Yu Xian was, but they just explored as deep into the cemetery as they could.

In addition to the upper left, there are signs of human activity in two other directions, and the agile breath is still a member of the 666 investigation team.

The fact that the number of members in different directions is about the same, indicating that they have planned somewhere and acted separately.

Yu Xian took out a shovel and continued to dig out, only to hear the sound of rock layers moving and rubbing above.

It seems that some kind of mechanism has been opened.

Originally thought that the natural cave formed this appearance, Mo Bingxian used the terrain as it was, and handed over the trap to the mutated version of the Black Cloud Bun Mother.

I didn't expect that there seemed to be a traditional cemetery mechanism.

Creak.

Something loosened from the stone wall in front of him, like a big nail driven into the stone, and it was being pulled out by someone spinning left and right.

As the sound of the rubbing of earth and stone spread, there was a hole in the stone wall comparable to the thigh of an adult.

Through the hole, the call of the idle outward.

"It's everyone from the 666 Investigation Team, right?"

In a matter of seconds, people outside quickly recognized the voice.

"Yu Xian!"

"Mr. Yu!"

"Mr. Yu is really in this direction!"

Listening to their words, these pangolins seem to have known for a long time that they could meet Yu Xian by digging in this direction.

"Oh, it's a long story, I'll dig it out first and then talk about it in detail."

Grabbing the cursed shovel, Yu Xian dug hard, and the pangolin outside was also destroying the rock formation with internal strength, and the two sides quickly converged.

"How do you know I'm here?"

"Young Master Ye counts."

The ground outside is paved with bricks and stones, and although it is extremely rough because of the undulating ground, it is still a tombway.

Ye Tianze, who was pale in the corner, smiled hard.

"I know that there is no way to be endless, and your life is a situation where evil turns into good fortune."

"You've figured it out."

Looking at Ye Tianze, who was exhausted, Yu Xian's heart was full of gratitude.

The main task of the six peerless households is to clear this cemetery and find the last piece of the ghost fairy gossip mirror, but Ye Tianze specially put up a deduction for the missing Yu Xian.

You must know that divination snoops on the heavens, and sometimes even takes luck and longevity as a price.

"Don't do such a dangerous move again, I have a strong ability, and I can dig it out when I encounter a crisis in the future."

"yes, I really don't care about you next time."

Ye Tianze teased in his mouth, and his painting style changed slightly, "That's right, I divined your whereabouts, and there is a hexagram that I really can't understand, you can explain it." ”

"What's that saying?"

"The hexagram is roughly life and death, out of the world, I thought you were dead, but there is a follow-up extension of the number of lives."

"Well, I might be too empty."

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.

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