There's a reason I don't approve of this story.

Because emperors or high-status dinosaurs, in order to improve their prestige, they will make up some stories in their favor, and sometimes, even if they do it wrong, they will make up some magnificent heroic stories to whitewash themselves.

Because, I have done this too, although not now, after I became the leader of the tribe, I made up a lot of stories, very touching, I will tell you later.

In my opinion, God and the Wind Demon are just playing around. Think about it, God is omnipotent, his aiming ability will not be so bad, he has picked so much dirt, and he has not been able to stop the wind demon, who can believe it? How many mountains are there on the earth, millions? Ten million? Is there not even a one-in-million, one-ten-million-dollar winning rate? Just go to a securities company to open an account, consult with an expert for a few months, and then buy a share of A-share blue-chip stocks very carefully, and the winning rate will not be so bad.

In the dinosaur tribe, there are several versions of God's mountain-making, but a few versions are only circulated among a very small number of dinosaurs because they damage the image of God, which can be regarded as a kind of secret.

The purpose of this is to say, in general, I don't sue him.

One version is that when God was a child, he played with mud, some said he was playing with mud, and I was more inclined to the former, although I don't know if God was clean or not. He kneaded the mud into various shapes, of course, there were more cones, and he didn't want to play anymore, so he threw it down, and when it fell to the ground, it became a mountain.

There is one more version that I absolutely do not believe. I won't believe you just to tip me 10,000 starting coins, why don't you give it a try? Just kidding, don't take it seriously.

said that God had diarrhea one day, but unfortunately he didn't bring a tissue. It's not a coincidence, Mr. Bi Sheng hasn't been born yet, where does the paper come from? Coincidental or not, in fact, the result is the same.

So God took a stone and wiped it, and then threw it away, because it was always unclean, so many mountains were formed on the earth.

Supposedly, I declare this time that I have not seen it with my own eyes. The rocks were covered with a lot of poop and the mountains were verdant with trees, and the little ones did not grow vigorously, and the grass did not grow at all, and the last piece was rubbed with blood, and God threw it into the ocean, and it became a continent with a high iron content. It is said that there is iron in the blood.

Some say that the formation of karst landforms is also related to this stone, but I have not researched it, and I really dare not guarantee whether the source of the news is true.

There is also a very outrageous saying, saying that God has a little itch on his back, but his hands can't reach it, and he wanted to rub it on the earth, but the earth is too flat, but it's not enjoyable, so God patted the earth a few times, and so many mountains were shaken.

Another theory is that God often came down to inspect, but because his body was too big, if he didn't pay attention, it would hurt the plants and animals on the earth, so he threw some stones on the earth, and those mountains were God's stepping stones, and from then on, God no longer worried about harming the animals and plants when he came down to the earth.

Red-haired dinosaurs are the most imaginative animals, and there are countless stories like this, but unfortunately we don't have a written record and can only pass them on by word of mouth, otherwise it would be a very precious intangible cultural heritage.

I've told a story, let's not tell it yet, if you want to hear it, I'll tell you it slowly later, the most important thing we don't lack is the story. If you drive a car, our story can fit a car, you drive a plane, our story can fit a plane, tell you, we have a loud voice, no matter how big the space can be filled.

Let's move on back to the canyon.

However, in the depths of this canyon, the scenery is very different from the outside, whether it is the mountains or the grass and trees, they all have magical characteristics, which I have never heard of or seen.

A sense of curiosity makes me stop and linger.

"Jin Hong, why don't you leave?"

One sentence woke me up from my thoughts.

It was none other than the little crimson who was talking, and he came back to me after walking a while because I didn't follow him.

So he led the way in front, and I walked behind.

It's better to say it's to go, it's better to fly.

He flew in front of him, and I followed behind with a brisk walk, much faster than usual, and with almost no effort.

Walked a long way.

Although there is a world in this valley, it is not like any other place. Because it was sometimes very wide and sometimes very narrow, so narrow that it could only accommodate a dinosaur tongguò, I was worried that I would bruise my body, so I had to dodge, but fortunately I didn't get hurt.

Soon we came to a place and saw a small hole, which could only accommodate one dinosaur. At the entrance of the cave stood two dinosaurs with bright red tail hair and extremely stern faces. I saw Crimson fly up to their ears and I don't know what to say. They nodded.

At this moment, suddenly there was a pale blue light from the entrance of the cave, then it gradually darkened, then it changed to green, and then it changed from light to dark, and then it suddenly changed from monochrome to polychrome, and I don't know how many colors were in it. I tried to count them, but I couldn't count them, you know, we dinosaurs weren't sensitive to numbers. It's hard to count more than three, maybe four, maybe forty or more, because I can't count them at all, so I'm sorry, I can't tell you an exact number.

Then the beam tapered, to the thickness of a small tree, and then it continued to taper, to the thickness of a hole in my nose, and I began to wonder what was going on, and when I looked to the source, I realized that the hole was shrinking.

I don't know why the hole shrank.

I'm guessing if this is a nest of hornets?

I was in a wild suspicion, when I suddenly felt my body shrinking, shrinking, so small that it was nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousandths smaller than the entrance of the cave, and at this time I suddenly felt that the entrance of the cave was so big that it was unimaginable. At this time, the crimson was slightly larger than me, about a head or so, but the wings seemed so big, and the first time I saw its wings, there were a lot of leaf-like hairs on the wings, which were completely different from the linear hairs of our tail hairs, in order to make it easier to distinguish, I temporarily created a noun, and later this word was often used in the myths and stories of the dinosaur tribe, although they had not seen it, but they could imagine it, I was very proud, creating zào is a happy thing in itself。 Especially when your creation is recognized by others, it is a supreme honor.

I didn't want to say anything about this word. Because it's likely to give you the impression that I'm a person who likes to show off and be complacent when I have a little achievement. If you don't envy my talent, and you don't envy and hate me because of it, but just want to share happiness with me, then I'm very willing to tell you, don't you say that "it's better to be happy alone than to be happy", instead of me being self-absorbed, why not share happiness with everyone?

The noun I coined zào is - feather.

You're surprised.

Hehe.