Soon, we were at a small river. The water is very clear, the current is not large, but it is just below the calf, and there are few rocks on both sides of the river, covered with green turf, and there is no edge in sight. Occasionally, there is a lack of grass, and the exposed ground has a thick layer of alkali, like snow.

I put the pink on the turf, and the old leader climbed down from the peony's back, and ran all the way, I felt a little weak in my legs, smoke in my throat, and a little gold in my eyes, and I hurried to the river to drink a few sips, and my body became much more comfortable.

The old leader may be a little uncomfortable, his legs are a little sore, his face is extremely unsightly, and he almost fell, but Zhu Dinghong went over to help him not to fall.

Peony went to the river to wash his face, drank a few sips of water, and asked anxiously:

"Father, what do you need us to do, you can tell us. ”

"Dig a pit in a low-lying part of the river to accommodate a red-haired dinosaur, and then bring in the river water to make sure that it can drown a lying red-haired dinosaur. ”

"Okay. Peony said, "Let's go, brother, sister, let's dig it." ”

Peony is like this, the task is arranged and never asks why, as long as it is done, since it is arranged, there must be its reason, we have been together for more than a month, it has always been like this, sometimes he may understand, sometimes he does not understand, but he will not ask, especially when encountering urgent things, back and forth, may be wrong, I think this is one of the reasons.

We quickly settled on a place, about two meters away from the river. The grass didn't grow very lushly, so we drew a rough outline and started digging.

We originally thought that it would be very easy, with the experience of the three of us in the wild, it would be easy to dig such a pit, but it was extremely difficult to dig up, although it seemed that the grass here was not very lush, but when we dug it up, we found that it was intertwined, and the grass roots were entangled within dozens of centimeters of the land. The whole land is joined into a whole. It is difficult to remove the top layer of grass roots.

But the chief went alone to the places where there was no or little turf, and gathered up the white powder, and in a few moments it was piled up.

The grassroots layer is not easy to dig up, but the lower part is not very easy either. The underside of the turf is mostly clay. The soil is sucked between each other to form a large piece of cement. I couldn't dig at all, I couldn't insert my claws at all, so I finally pulled up a piece. As soon as he let go of his paws, he sucked it back in.

By the time the leader's retinue and the Snow Concubine arrived, we had already dug the pit, and although we were exhausted, we had finally finished the hardest part, and our claws were a little painful, and I suspect that some places have worn out, and the claws have worn out a lot.

The leader told the latecomers to move Pink's body into the pit, and then they had them dig a small channel between the pit and the river, and the river water was channeled into the pit. After a while, the river submerged the whole pink color, and only the head was exposed.

The leader said yes, and then ordered the ditch to be blocked, and the river and the pit were cut off for the time being.

The leader ordered his men to throw into the pit all the white powder they had just collected, which was cloudy when it first entered the water, but after a while it was no longer of any color, and only some leaves of broken grass or other debris floated on the water.

The leader told his followers to continue collecting the white powder, while he himself sat on the edge of the pit, stirring his paws in the water, and occasionally pouring some of the water on Pink's head.

The three of us also squatted beside the pit, and for a while we had nothing to do, just watching how the leader came to the rescue, and waiting for the leader's orders to do what we needed to do.

The leader did not speak, but repeated his movements, sometimes brushing his paws over the pink body, or leaning over to smell it, or scooping up some water, sticking out his tongue and licking it, and then spitting it out, thoughtfully.

"Add powder,........." the leader commanded after licking some water.

The attendants hurriedly picked up the powder they had just collected and threw it into the pit.

"It's ......," said the chief. The squires stopped throwing powder.

"Chief, do you need to collect any more powder?" asked one of the attendants.

"Of course you need to, let's move all the powder here. The chief said, "Gather as much as you can." ”

The squires were ordered to continue collecting the powder, and some of them moved the collected powder to the leader's side.

There weren't many tools, so it was a lot of work to move the powder, but the good thing was that there were more and more red-haired dinosaurs coming here, and everyone was clawing together, so it wasn't that hard to do.

In this way, the leader kept repeating his movements, and the powder also increased several times, as for how many times, I didn't count, probably more than ten or dozens of times, if the powder was piled up, it should be bigger than the pit.

I don't know why the leader did this, or if he had a reason, or if he had heard a story about it, but in this case, there was really no other way, even if it was very risky and bottomless, he had to do it, and he should be a dead dragon and a living dragon doctor.

However, the leader has been doing his thing unhurriedly, sometimes touching the pink nose to see if there is any snort, and then pinching it hard under the nose or biting the paw on the pink leg a few times.

We can't help, just look at the chief, look at Pink. The pink body began to change little, and after a long time, the leader suddenly said:

"Look ......"

We stared at where the chief was pointing, but we saw nothing.

"What are you looking at?" asked Peony.

It seems that Peony didn't see it either.

"Is there a small bubble popping out of Pink's body?" said the leader.

I could clearly feel the leader's voice agitated, and it seemed that this was what he was expecting.

We looked closely, and indeed, on the pink wound, tiny bubbles began to seep out, so small that it would be difficult to spot if you didn't pay attention. The leader grabbed the impurities on the surface of the water and threw them out of the pit.

When the water calmed down, I saw that some bubbles began to rise, broke away from the pink body, and emerged to the water, and some poisonous needles also rose with the bubbles.

At first, there were few bubbles, but soon, the bubbles increased, and they kept rising to the surface of the water, and the bubbles collided with each other, and then they hit more and smaller bubbles, and the bubbles rose to the surface of the water, some broke, and some continued to maintain the form of bubbles.

In the end, the pit was like boiling water, and the whole pink body was surrounded by bubbles, and we couldn't even see the pink body clearly, and the gases from the bursting of those bubbles kept overflowing, and even made it a little difficult for us sitting next to us to breathe. (To be continued......)