In the blue sky, white clouds float leisurely, and the vigorous silhouette of an eagle flies across the sky. The picture is peaceful, peaceful, and beautiful.
Suddenly, a fireball dragged an illusory tail sharply through the air, recklessly smashing into the loneliness of the green mountain forest, and crashed next to a cheerfully flowing mountain stream.
The earth, mountains and forests shook violently, causing animals and birds to jump out of their nests and run away desperately.
After a long time, a few savage-like people with broad leaves tied around their waists and messy hair walked out of the mountain stream. They spoke strange syllables in their mouths and gesticulated, leading a man who looked like a leader.
A rough and arrogant man came to a large, charred hole next to a mountain stream, only to find that what caused such a big movement was just a wide, flat stone not much bigger than a palm.
Someone jumped down into the pit and dug out the shiny stone that was narrow at both ends and wide in the middle.
The rough man held up the stone and looked at it again and again, and then knocked hard on the big stone on the side. As a result, the big stone broke into pieces, but the stone that fell from the sky was not damaged at all. The rough man nodded with a smile and put it
The meteorite was brought back to the cave. One side of the wide flat meteorite was first thinned, and then the edges on the other side were alternately repaired into a zigzag shape. It became a knife with a sharp tip on one end, a sharp edge on one side, and a jagged edge on the other side.
A powerful tool for upper triangles and lower trapezoids.
Finally, it was tied to the top of a hard wooden stick and became a tool for the rough and arrogant man to hunt animals. After the rough and arrogant man had this sharp and sharp meteorite tool, he became more powerful when hunting.
Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Suddenly, the cold and sharp wind violently swept through the wilderness mountains and forests, roaring and roaring on the gradually yellowing treetops, making a terrifying whistling sound.
The raging cold wind brought snowflakes all over the sky, and the whole field was covered with white powdery smoke and snow fog, which could not be seen clearly from a few steps away. It was chaotic, misty, and blended into one.
This weather lasted for a long time, with heavy snow, hail, and freezing rain coming alternately, and the weather became colder and colder. The sky and the earth were frozen, and the trees, mountains, rivers, and rivers were covered in silver.
Under the extreme cold, lack of food and clothing, a large number of people died of hunger, cold, and illness. There were no fruit-bearing animals. In the end, people who were starving and crazy could only eat the corpses of the dead. The scene was gloomy, cold and cruel.
nausea.
On this day, the snow stopped and the wind stopped. The rough and arrogant man took the last two or three weak and skinny tribesmen out to hunt. After walking very far, they found a cheetah that was also hungry and fainting and came out to look for food.
But just when they excitedly started a bloody fight with the cheetah, and finally worked together to kill the cheetah, they were suddenly attacked by foreigners who sneaked in from the other side of the river and along the thick ice.
The tribesmen who were exhausted and still somewhat victorious suddenly fell to the ground without any precautions. The powerful bamboo arrows that resembled javelins thrown by their bare hands fell to the ground.
Although the rough man deflected the bamboo arrows with the hardwood body of his weapon, he was unable to withstand the stone blows of the three rough men. In the end, he had to escape alone with his injuries.
But when he endured the pain and finally fled back to the cave where he was hiding, he found two big alien men with blood-red mouths dragging something out of the cave. When he saw it, it was him.
Women and children who had been chewed to pieces...
"Ah..." Lan Feiyang woke up in horror at the bloody scene.
Holding his chest and breathing heavily, he looked around at the curtains with the faint moonlight and the hazy layout of the room, and finally realized that he had just had a nightmare. He wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, then patted his chest and lay down again.
Down.
It scared me to death. How could I have such a strange dream? That should be something from the Stone Age?
Lan Feiyang thought in confusion, thinking of his strange dream about learning boxing. He always felt that there was some connection between them, but they didn't seem to be in the same period.
The dream about learning boxing should be much later, because although the people in it were dressed in animal skins and linen clothes and had their hair hanging down, they were very similar to people today and should be closer to modern times. But the bloody dream just now was from earlier stone tools.
era.
Weird, what is going on? I have never seen such a scene, whether it is in books or TV movies. Could it be that it is all the memory of my previous life? It is too weird to see something so long ago!
Thinking and questioning, Lan Feiyang fell into sleep again.
At this time, the simple jade ring on his chest suddenly emitted a strange light, and a vague and twisted figure twisted and gradually grew larger and emerged. This somewhat transparent old figure looked at the scene in the room doubtfully, and then landed lightly.
On the ground.
He hammered his waist, which had returned to normal, and then scratched the silver-white sparse top of his head, confused: "Who am I? Why are I here?"
Questioning and thinking, he suddenly slapped his bald forehead: "I remember! Oh my god, this divine thunder tribulation is so terrifying. It's almost over!"
He glanced at the sleeping Lan Feiyang: "Is this the child? Or is it his descendant?"
Confused, he turned around and looked at the layout of the room: "Hey, how many years have passed since then? Why have everything in the house changed? Although it looks awkward, it seems quite comfortable and beautiful." Then he reached out and pressed the button.
Pressing the computer leather chair, "Could it be that my coma lasts for thousands of years?"
"It's broken, I have to practice my skills quickly, otherwise how can I resist the divine thunder tribulation again?" Suddenly I pressed my stomach, "Wow! Why does it hurt so much? Did I absorb something randomly during my coma?" He said in a hurry and changed again.
Xiao jumped back into the jade ring.
Since Lan Feiyang's dream continues like a TV series...
In the ice and snow, the rough and arrogant man with a broken liver and gallbladder jumped out angrily and violently, stabbing the brutal alien carrying the mutilated body of his child in the back with the sharp weapon in his hand - maybe because of the fight in front of him, this time after
The animal skin in my heart was just torn.
Screaming in horror, the rough man jerked and twisted again, and then pulled out the weapon. A shot of bright red blood shot like an arrow on his already scarred chest.
The man in front turned around when he heard the sound, and was shocked when he saw this. He quickly threw the woman's bloody corpse towards him, then pulled out the bamboo arrow behind him and threw it fiercely through the air.
The rough and arrogant man held the woman's cold body with two mutilated breasts in one hand. His body was shaking and he was hit by a bamboo arrow in the right chest. His eyes instantly turned bright red.
He put down the woman, bared his teeth, and slashed at the foreign enemy with a sharp blade. When the knife-like side of his meteorite cut the foreign enemy's throat, the man also pierced a sharp bamboo arrow.
On his chest.
The rough man puffed out his cheeks, opened his eyes, and used the last bit of force to drag the blade.
The foreigner was surprised and stared at him in astonishment. Finally, his body softened and he fell towards him. The jagged side of the sharp blade kissed his blood-covered neck, and then made a crisp sound and hit the frozen snow.
.
The rough man took one last look at his beloved sharp blade and the woman not far away from him, and closed his eyes after the vicissitudes of life. But there was a drop of warm tears dripping down his cheek and onto the tail of the blade, which was shocking and crystal clear in the dusk.
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Heavy snow fell from the sky again, and the white snowflakes fell indifferently on several cold, bloody corpses, slowly consuming everything...