There are four seasons in the same root and two realms.

Continue with the same lineage and celebrate the festival.

Slightly evoke the thousand-year legacy,

Tell us all the eternal stories.

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The stone tablet has been around for many years, and it has reached the point where it has become "the writing has been destroyed", and the handwriting engraved on it is no longer clear.

Below the stone tablet is a strange beast statue that looks like a turtle but not a turtle, or a dragon but not a dragon. It is carved by a tall stone tablet. The dragon and turtle are lifelike, but the stone head is already touched by someone.

Seeing the familiar things, Jiuzhou hurriedly brought Qingming over, "Hey? Sister Qingming, there are so many things here that are the same as where I live!"

"Oh? Let's talk about it. What did you find here? "Qingming didn't know much about the place where you live, but after getting along these days, Qingming also discovered that there were many similarities between the two worlds.

"Well...for example, this divine turtle holding a stone tablet! In our place, this divine turtle is called 海南 (bì)南 (xǐ), and it is said to be one of the nine sons of the divine dragon!"

"Mom said that the croaker symbolizes longevity and auspiciousness, and is a totem, just like a dragon!"

Qingming nodded, and his eyes looked at Jiuzhou became more and more full of praise, "Niuzhou will go and touch this croaker with his sister and take advantage of some good luck!"

Jiuzhou was a little hesitant. If he were in his place of life, Jiuzhou would definitely not touch the stone crock.

Because Jiuzhou's mother told Jiuzhou that it was a cultural relic that had been going through thousands of years. After being hit by wind and rain, it was already very fragile and should be respected and protected. If you want to get lucky, just look at it from a distance and be full of respect. Otherwise, if everyone touched it, the damage caused to the cultural relic would be immeasurable.

Jiuzhou also asked his mother whether to persuade everyone not to touch these cultural relics. Jiuzhou's mother told Jiuzhou that everyone has their own way of expressing their love and should not interfere with others at will.

In this way, Jiuzhou developed the habit of expressing his love for cultural relics without hurting them.

But today there is a power deep in my heart that attracts Jiuzhou. Jiuzhou seems to hear the croaker calling there.

"Come on, put your hands on it."

Yes, there were calls in Jiuzhou's ears. It was a strange feeling. A few soft calls touched the bloodlines of the whole body, as if it was a communication with the soul.

The voice seemed to have something to talk about, and it was also as intimate as blood.

"Come on, kid, I've been waiting for you for a long time..."

"Come on, kid!"

"bring it on……"

Listening to this call, Jiuzhou steadily approached the stone crocodile, stretched out his slightly curled hand, placed it above the head of the crocodile, slowly stretched out, and placed it on the crocodile's head.

The stone tablet instantly emitted a faint golden light. Perhaps it was because only Jiuzhou and Qingming, the two immortals of Cold Food could see, so that they did not disturb the surrounding villagers and caused a sensation.

Qingming always wanted to call Jiuzhou back, but found that Jiuzhou seemed to be immersed in his own world and could not hear Qingming's call.

After the golden light, the ancient inscription carved on the stone tablet appeared.

The first column of the inscription reads: The Yanhuang in China is the same root, and the earth in China inherits the same lineage. Three thousand winds and frosts will continue forever, and millions of suns and moons will continue for a long time.

Then the inscription tells a slightly sad story, which started from a distant ancient times.
Chapter completed!