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The rot at the bottom of the spring has been deposited for many years, and it has been stirred again, and the smell of the biogas is really terrifying.

We continued to dig along the area that had been dug out by the sub-truck, and the sludge was wet and soft, and it was not difficult to dig out, but a lot of black mud was stuffed into the fingernails, which made us feel a little uncomfortable. The picture of the four of them digging things out of the mud together seems to be acquainted, and I suddenly feel a little funny in my heart.

After digging for a long time, a giant white tortoise shell about the size of a car was revealed, and everyone saw that it was automatically silenced.

This turtle shell is not concave and convex like an ordinary turtle shell, but surprisingly smooth and unnatural, it feels as if it has been polished, and the lines and colors on the white shell are intertwined with a hint of light gray and a touch of yellow, like a very marble pattern. If it weren't for the fact that there were many thigh-thick bones around the turtle shell, at first glance, it would really be recognized as a large piece of white jade rough stone carving.

This white turtle has been soaked in water for many years, and its limbs and head are eroded by microorganisms in the water, and it has decayed into dry bones one by one. The size of a skull is the size of a man holding his hands in a circle. And the last junction of the three white snakes all extends into the turtle's tail.

Ziche pointed to the part of the tail end, which resembles the metacarpal structure of a giant's hand, and said, "Judging from the branches of this tailbone, there were originally six tails of this turtle, and three died earlier." He speculated that it was very likely that this Xuanwu died at the bottom of the spring not long after it was locked in again, and the physiology of this Xuanwu's tail seemed to be separated from the main body as if it miraculously survived, but after such a long time, three died one after another. Presumably, when they attacked us, the three white snake-like tails were also exhausted.

We listened to Ziche's analysis and looked around the behemoth, and I was surprised that before I could find my voice, he and Qianyu were just responsible for nodding desperately.

Feng Xin also said that he had never seen this creature, but he remembered that there was something mentioned in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, saying that there was a creature called a whirling turtle in the ancient era of the gods, with a bird's head and tail.

"Oo? What the hell is that......" I tilted my head and whispered to myself. I only know that some strange things are written in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, but I don't know the actual content, and I don't understand what Feng Xin said.

Ziche saw my confusion from his expression and explained, "It's a fool. A creature that resembles a snake, but is not a snake. One of the turtles mentioned in the Classic of Mountains and Seas is roughly a turtle with a bird's head and a snake's tail."

I looked at the skull with a sharp mouth that looked a bit like a chicken bone, and I couldn't help but think of the little man in Doraemon, as well as the Japanese kappa, and somehow suddenly thought of the Loch Ness Monster.

Although some people later jumped out and said that the photo of the monster was fake, but for many years the world still wanted to reveal the true face of the mysterious monster, but Loch Ness, like this cold spring, has mud accumulation and turbidity, and the visibility is extremely poor, and nothing can be captured with the camera in the water.

After these few incidents, I always feel that any mess can be tied together, maybe the water monster is related to the Xuanwu in front of me, and it is its tail that everyone photographed.

Qian Yu finally found her voice and asked in surprise, "This Xuanwu has rotted like this, but how is its tail still alive?" It was its tail that just attacked us in the water."

Feng Xin nodded, glanced at the car and said, "Although there are spinning turtles in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, I have never seen anything about the six whirling turtles."

"I don't know the structure of this creature's organs." Ziche continued.

I said, "Then this could only be a mutant or something! There's probably only one in the world, and it's still being kept here, so no one finds out!"

Standing at the bottom of the spring, he couldn't see the whole picture of the basalt shell, so Feng Xin proposed to climb back to the shore.

When I looked down at the entire scene of the Xuanwu corpse, it was hard to describe in words how shocked I was when I knew these things. Spectacular, heart-wrenching as archaeological excavations of dinosaur corpses.

On the other hand, it's a dinosaur.

After we scraped off the sludge on the basalt shell, rows of twisted lines appeared, which were 108,000 miles away from the oracle bone inscriptions engraved on the tortoise shell introduced in the history textbooks in my impression.

Feng Xin first read it according to the ancient text engraved on the turtle shell, and I listened inexplicably on the side. The ears knew that Feng Xin was reading Chinese, but the brain of the heavenly killer did not understand a word.

"Looks like this place does have what we're looking for." Feng Xin tugged at the corners of his mouth, although he frowned when he looked at it, he couldn't hide the joy in his eyes.

Listening to Feng Xin's mention, my whole body couldn't help but shake, since I climbed the ghost plank road that made people can't stop swearing, I encountered a series of strange things and forgot the purpose of this trip. By Feng Xin's?? The translation is that it is written in the Book of Crane Deer that there is ?? Phoenix feathers.

Suddenly, Ziche asked, "What are the carvings on the basalt shell?"

Feng Xin replied lightly: "This is a memorial text, and it can also be said to be an epitaph."

"Epitaph?"

Epitaph is based on the deeds of the deceased to write a brief introduction, both China and the West have the habit of setting up epitaphs, but now the burial method has gradually changed to the spirit bone tower, and the number of people who write epitaphs is also less.

However, in my mind, the meaning of the epitaph is to recognize one's own life; Where does the so-called come from?

"Since it was engraved in the form of a memorial text, it must have been erected by future generations because of remembrance or gratitude. Who's written on it?" Qian Yu asked suspiciously.

At the moment, I only think that any ancient person can be crazy like this? Even the epitaph was engraved on the living basalt shell.

"The sacrifice is about a hunter."

"Thank you, hunter?"

"Well, in the era when agriculture was not yet developed, hunters had a very high status. Not to mention a hunter with outstanding merits. The hunter had a great record of success, and his people thanked him for his great service to the hunt for the abundant food for everyone, so they buried him here. However, there is no further mention of his stature, except that the future generations will remember him and take all the rare and exotic beasts that the hunter hunted as his burial goods."

I'm talking at first, fuck your uncle!

So at the beginning, we saw the pit full of liger beasts, as well as another place with more than a hundred Vermilion Birds and this Xuanwu in front of us, all of which were the trophies of this hunter. So this is indeed an ancient tomb, and it may also be one of the first burial chambers built by humans.

He said, "Since it was a relocation, it means that this hunter was not buried here in the first place."

"Uh-huh, but that doesn't say where he moved from." Feng Xin nodded and continued, "However, there is still a matter of note from above."

"The reason why this hunter was buried by his descendants is because he killed the worst beast plague for his people, and he captured nine flame birds."

Captured nine flame birds?

As soon as I heard a man flash through my mind, I asked in a trembling voice, "Is this ...... Do you have the name of the person who is buried here?"

Feng Xin's eyes rolled quickly, scanning the Xuanwu shell underneath, only to see his two hopes condensed in one place, and slowly uttered a word.

"Yi."

I took a deep breath and filled my chest.

Sure enough, this mountain is the tomb of Houyi.