"You can see something, you have to come and see,"

Zhao Fan said with a disgusted face, "I knew that I had to run for nothing, I thought I wasn't sick, I guess I was tired before, and it was too exhausting to do this." ”

Yan Mu pursed his lips and smiled, refusing to argue.

Zhao Fan was depressed, so he simply ignored Yan Mu, picked up his pile of research materials, combined with the text of the tombstone, and began his research again.

Yan Mu's fingertips lightly touched the tombstone, and his eyes flashed slightly.

This tombstone does not have any special aura, it is a very ordinary stone stele, and it does not have the strange aura in Zhao Fan's body.

Isn't it a tombstone thing?

Yan Mu circled around the tombstone, and her fingertips slid gently along the tombstone, but from top to bottom, she didn't feel the slightest inappropriateness.

"Mr. Zhao, is that black thing a big turtle?"

At this moment, she saw something in the corner in a flash, and hurriedly asked.

"That's—"

Zhao Fan glanced at him and said, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand, it's not called a turtle, it's called a turtle, it's called a turtle, the head of the dragon's nine sons, it's like a turtle, it's a good load." Today's children really don't know how to learn. ”

As soon as he said this, Yan Mu remembered.

She's still heard of this, and this guy also has a name called Baxia.

Legend has it that in ancient times, Baxia often carried three mountains and five mountains on his back, making waves in the rivers, lakes and seas.

Dayu received it when he controlled the water, and it was under the command of Dayu, pushing mountains and digging ditches, and made contributions to water control.

After the flood was subdued, Dayu was worried that Baxia would make trouble again, so he moved a large stone tablet, which was engraved with the credit of Baxia for controlling the water, and called Baxia to carry it.

Then the tyrant was crushed by the heavy stone monument and could not walk casually.

Therefore, very early in history, in temples, ancestral halls, mausoleums and other places, it was customary to use its image to carry the monument, and later everyone used to call it a turtle, but in fact it was still different.

To put it this way......

This thing, carrying this tombstone before?

Yan Mu's heart moved, he didn't bother to choke with Zhao Fan, and said with a smile: "Can I go over and have a look?" ”

"Look, look!"

Zhao Fan looked at the information in his hand, waved his hand disapprovingly, and said, "I know that you children came here just because they were curious, and what did you say to look at the tombstone, and you were not interested in it after reading it for two minutes, right?" ”

Yan Mu didn't say anything, her eyes had been attracted by this thing, for some reason, she seemed to faintly feel that there seemed to be a special aura in this thing.

She walked over slowly, squatted next to the big stone "turtle", and took a closer look.

To be honest, this stone "ghost" doesn't seem to be artificially carved, not delicate at all, it can only be said that it looks roughly like a "turtle", and it feels like a natural black stone, which is particularly rough and natural.

As he got closer, Yan Mu faintly felt a little uncomfortable, like a sense of erosion.

It's just very subtle, if she hadn't deliberately felt it, she might have ignored it directly under the offset of the aura in her body.

Yan Mu slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips lightly tapped this stone "turtle".

As soon as he made contact, Yan Mu's eyes widened all of a sudden, and he suddenly withdrew his fingertips.

There is still a little numbness in the fingertips.

Yan Mu's expression immediately became solemn, and where his fingertips touched just now, he felt a very corrosive aura.

As soon as it comes into contact with the aura in the body, it is like positive and negative ions, and a little bit of electricity sparks.

If it weren't for the fact that this thing was just a stone "turtle", Yan Mu almost thought that there was static electricity.