Chapter 337 Walking on the snow without a trace
Regarding the vigorous development of the peach orchard in Wuling, that was a matter for later. I was worried that I might forget to write about it in the future, so I simply described it in the future. That's what I've heard and seen, and it's not just a fabrication. This is my principle of storytelling, I must tell you the truth, without the slightest falsehood, including the story of more than 770,000 words told earlier is documented and well-documented. As for where the case is, where it is, that is the matter of scholars, it is said that the Chinese department of the university does not train writers, only scholars, then let those scholars find it, anyway, they have time, no need to make up stories and spend time and effort and brains.
No further ado.
The funeral of the chief was solemn and enthusiastic, although the word "warm" is not very appropriate, but the situation at that time was indeed unprecedented. Thousands of dinosaurs, large and small, gathered in Wuling to participate in the funeral for the old leader.
The leader's body was carried over early in the morning, it was carried by Pink himself, he came to thank the old leader for his life-saving grace, the grace of knowing the encounter, and secondly, the symbolic meaning is greater than the practical significance, which means that he bears the leader's trust, does not disgrace the mission, step by step, and leads the pharyngeal tribe to a more brilliant tomorrow.
The body of the leader is also very difficult to carry, and it is relatively easy to carry it when you look at the life, because not long ago, Peony and I have carried pink and the leader respectively, and I don't think anything, but this body is not easy to carry, especially after the night, the corpse has already become stiff, and the limbs and so on are not obeyed. It's like carrying a tree or a boulder on your back, shaky, the center of gravity is slightly offset, either the body falls, or you are taken down, so the pink almost fell down several times, and the leg is not lame, which is lucky, but there are a lot of scratches on the body.
Red-haired dinosaurs were large animals with bodies that weighed several tons. When walking on your own. The slightly softer ground may sink in, not to mention the weight of two red-haired dinosaurs pressing on the feet, and the footprints are very deep, sometimes. Just pulled out this foot. The foot sank deep into it again. So. When Pink carried the leader's body to the burial site, her entire body was almost exhausted.
Of course, this also has a lot to do with the fact that the pink body has not recovered. After the attack of so many bees, although Pink was treated by the old leader and most of the venom was expelled from the body, a small part remained in the body, which also caused some damage to his body, which needed to be slowly recovered.
Another point is that Pink doesn't have the kind of fast legs that we have, and when we run forward with Pink on our backs and the old leader, the foot just lightly touches the ground and leaves, with almost no footprints, unlike Pink, which often can't extricate itself, and everyone has to help pull out its legs. Naturally, this is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Of course, this was after many days after the old chief's funeral, and Peony gradually came out of the grief of his father's departure.
We choose a piece of soft land, and make several marks on the land with white powder, white powder is the place where we need to step on the white powder, and then put a snail in each place where we put white powder, why put the snail and not other animals, mainly considering that it climbs slowly, and it will not leave the place for a while, in addition, it has a shell to protect the body, and it will not be stepped on all at once, even if the shell is broken, there is still a chance to live, isn't it?
But now that I think about it, maybe we are a little cruel, and we really shouldn't do this with small animals, because if we step on our feet that weigh several tons, we will soon make it disappear, not just trample to death.
I occasionally think that we are always cruel to small animals because we think we are strong, we are the big brother on the earth, super animals, we rule the earth, we can do whatever we want to the animals and plants on the earth, that is all natural and natural. But maybe there are animals that are bigger and stronger than us, maybe they are several times or dozens of times or bigger than us, so big that we can't imagine it, and we look at it like an ant looks at us, or we will also encounter animals that are many times larger than us, and they will trample us to death as easily as an ant?
Every time I think about it, I get scared, and maybe one day a giant animal will cinch us up with its paws and say:
"It's a little bit, I'm going to give it to the kids to play with. ”
That's what I'm most worried about, in which case I'd rather let it eat me in one bite, and I'm afraid that its baby will tear my legs off one by one, or grab my tail hair and pull it off my body, or ......
In short, it was unimaginable.
Although no such animal has been found on the earth, it does not mean that there is no such thing on the celestial sphere.
Without further ado, we started at a distance of tens of meters, and the speed was quickly raised, and I don't know how fast it was, anyway, just like the speed at which we ran towards the chrysanthemum field, the surrounding trees flashed by, and gradually became a whole, becoming two tree walls on the left and right.
The mark made of white powder is clearly visible, I step on the mark with the front two feet, and whenever I see a mark made of white powder, I step on it with one of my two feet, and as for the hind foot to step on it, ignore it.
The dozen or so markers were quickly stepped on in a very short time, and then slowed down after running hundreds of meters until they came to a complete stop.
Stopping to take a closer look, we found that the white powder was only a small point away, and looking at our forefeet, there was only a very small amount of white powder on it, indicating that it had passed through the marks made of white powder, first, because it was not much stained, and secondly, it ran a distance, even if it was stained a lot, it would fall down a lot.
The snails were all alive, not only alive, but also unharmed, their round shells swaying from side to side, walking freely forward, not taking us seriously at all, perhaps they were still singing leisurely, just because the sound was too small for us to hear. (To be continued......)