"Strange, why is there a sun on every picture?"

I thought it was running from dark to dawn, but who would want to have the sun on the dark picture, because the sun on that picture, like the others, has the same exaggerated radial drawing method that often appears on children's stick figures, so Hua Mian can conclude that the picture of this black sky is the sun.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas... Mythology... Run...... Sun...... I know! Hua Mian patted the stone table beside her, ignoring the pain in her hands, "This is not a marathon at all, but a praise for the sun!" This is the story of Kuafu's chasing the sun in the Classic of Mountains and Seas! ”

After reading it again and determining the story in this pavilion, Hua Mian took a few steps backwards out of the pavilion and ran to the next resting place.

Nuwa mends the sky, Dayu controls the water, Houyi shoots the sun, and Chang'e runs to the moon...... Each of the next few pavilions has a story in the Book of Mountains and Seas, some of which are familiar to Huamian, and some of which Huamian knows is a story that happened in the Book of Mountains and Seas, but he can't say the name.

For example, the one who painted a human face on his belly, and the one who poured out something like soil from a small pocket to form mountains, I have the impression that these are also stories that belong to the Classic of Mountains and Seas. But I can't really remember what it was called.

It doesn't matter what it's called, what shocks Hua Mianjue right now is the continuous story of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, especially the paintings, the people who draw these pictures must have something to do with their own world, and it is absolutely impossible for people in this world to know the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Returning to the pavilion and sitting down, Hua Mian sorted out his thoughts, according to what the owner of the Lu Pavilion said before, the design drawings of the entire Yinyang Post House were left by Lu Yan, so it must also include these pavilion tables and chairs that are located in the garden and integrated with the surrounding buildings.

Now Hua Mian no longer only suspects that Lu Yan is related to that world, but the signs she has seen so far indicate that Lu Yan's background is far more complicated than she imagined, or that Lu Yan is also a traverser?

At this time, Hua Mian noticed that there was a stone tablet erected behind each pavilion that was not too high, and just now his attention was focused on the drawing of the roof of the pavilion, ignoring the supporting facilities of each pavilion In addition to the stone carved tables and chairs, there is such a stone tablet.

The stele looks very neat, it should be often cleaned, Huamian has a close look, this is nothing, at a glance, Huamian was shocked to take a few steps back.

This stele was originally engraved with a poem, a poem that even elementary school students are familiar with...... "Silent Night Thoughts!" Hua Mian couldn't help but shout.

It was Li Bai's popular silent night thoughts, Hua Mian stretched out his hand to touch the carved text with a slight tremble, and his fingers slowly stroked down the strokes of the text, "Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown......"

The words used in this world are only different from the original world in some strokes, and there is not much difference in the general glyphs, so although the words written by Hua Mian are a little wrong in the eyes of people here, this does not affect Hua Mian's reading.

I didn't expect that there would be a silent night thought in this place, the poems on the stele are nameless and unsigned, just a simple four-column text, thinking of the different story paintings on the roof of those pavilions, could it be that the poems on the stele are also different?