Sure enough, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny. The pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info did not take into account the bearing capacity of the lever, but the nylon rope left by the "pioneers" came in handy. I tied the end of the rope to a small log, walked over to a thicker tree, and walked through it.

Then he pulled the rope tight and handed the back of the rope to Shen Shuang. Tian Tian also ran behind her silently and picked up the rope that was dragged on the ground.

"Wait a minute, I'll shout one, two, three, let's work together!" I tightened my grip on the rope and turned my head to Shen Shuang.

Shen Shuang glanced at me and nodded heavily.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!"

"Squeak!" With a bang, there was a crisp sound of the stone, and there was a noticeable movement. My heart was overjoyed, my face flushed, and the stones moved heavily and slowly towards me.

"Shen Shuang, work harder!"

A gap of about a foot had already appeared in the bluestone, and I could clearly feel that Shen Shuang seemed to be a little tempted to give up in the back.

"Or, let's take a break and pull again!" Shen Shuang's hands were red, and there were scars in some places, which couldn't help but make people feel distressed.

After resting for about half an hour, when I touched the nylon rope again, my palms ached. After some hard work, we only moved two or three centimeters this time, and after many "struggles", we were able to pull out a hole that could accommodate a person.

Alas, the ancients are still right, one blow of strength, then decline, three and exhaustion!

I had no desire to go down now, and I sat on the sidelines panting in exhaustion.

After resting for a long time, the steaming sweat on my body turned into a biting coolness. I got up again and walked over to the tombstone.

Darkness is like an endless world of illusion, which can devour all living life. Bursts of cold air came out from below, and my teeth chattered from the cold. I'm like I'm next to this huge block of ice, and my lips are purple from the cold.

I took out my phone tremblingly and looked inside to take a photo, and suddenly a miserable white face without a trace of blood was revealed.

He was facing me, his eyes wide open, a dead look. Two lines of blood dripped from the corner of his eye to his neck, becoming hideous and terrifying.

Although I had already prepared for Yongxi to die below, I still felt furious when I saw him like this.

Suddenly, my eyes fell on his hand, which seemed to be holding a piece of paper with some dense words on it. There was an open copy of "Journey to the West" on the ground, and it seemed that the piece of paper in his hand was torn off by him before he died, and he must have wanted to tell me something.

I suddenly thought of a personal website created by Yongxi, [Hell's Gate]. And his "organ" is also set in the words "Journey to the West", and what he holds in his hand should be an important clue to unlock the [Gate of Hell].

This is the first time I've faced a corpse that has been dead for so long, especially Yongxi's incomparably large eyes, which always feel like they're staring at me. However, what he was holding in his hand was what I really wanted, and I had to go into the graveyard.

I turned around and said to Shen Shuang, "You help me control the wind outside, I'll go down and take a look." ”

With that, I jumped into the graveyard. Suddenly, my feet slipped and fell, and my hand slammed into Yongxi's arm.

A cold feeling pierced my heart, and I reflexively took my hand away, and my hand was full of white hair.

Approaching the corpse so closely, I held up my phone, only to see that Yongxi's exposed chest and hands were covered with an inch of corpse hair. My eyes were sunken deeply, my mouth was slightly open, and yellow objects kept coming out, and I was almost stunned by the foul smell he emitted.

I gathered the light of my phone into Yongxi's hand and found that there were no nails in front of his fingers, and the skin was worn off.

I subconsciously looked at the stone tablet above my head and saw that there were red and blackened blood bars on it. It's already Yongxi who was locked down desperately, slapped, and crazy when she stayed.

This image suddenly came to my mind, Yongxi and a group of people came to dig Tang Duo's tomb. They took great pains to tie nylon ropes to the stele and pry it open. Then let Yongxi jump down first, but when Yongxi was alone and just gained a foothold, they suddenly dropped the stone tablet and buried all the things that Yongxi was carrying. Yongxi, who was buried alive, kept beating the stone tablet, wanting someone to hear and save him, but even if others heard it, they wouldn't save him, the oxygen slowly ran out, and Yongxi tore off a page of "Journey to the West" to identify their clues.

In fact, there is a great possibility that they are all tomb robbers and come in together. But they stole a lot of treasure, and hurried out, leaving Yongxi below.

Thinking of this possibility, I looked inside again and found a thick stone door tightly blocking the tomb passage.

I forgot to take two steps, "Boom! Boom! Boom! A slight footstep, amplified in this almost enclosed space. I walked over to the stone door and looked closely, and found that it was smooth and smooth, and there were no other scratches at all.

Moreover, the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, and there was no trace of the stone door being opened. It seems that my first guess is still relatively reliable, and second, it is not very likely that they will all enter.

I searched carefully next to the stone gate and on the tomb road for a long time, but I didn't find anything like a mechanism.

After turning for a long time, I returned to Yongxi's side. Carefully tugging out of what he was holding in his hand little by little.

Suddenly, I noticed his fingers jerk and my heart pounded. Quickly rubbed his eyes with his hands, and then looked at it, there was nothing, this should be an illusion! Illusion! Illusion!

I kept comforting myself, pulling the paper out of his hand little by little.

"Whew!" When it finally came out, I let out a long breath and quickly spread out the paper. It reads: In the ninth round, Yuan Shoucheng is a selfless song, and the old dragon king is clumsy and cheats.

In order to make Yuan Shoucheng's prediction come to naught, the Dragon King of Jinghe privately changed the time and amount of rainfall. and smashed it with Yuan Shoucheng, who was inaccurate. Yuan Shoucheng asserted that the Dragon King would be beheaded by Tang Prime Minister Wei Zheng for violating the will. And let the Dragon King seek a way to survive from Tang Taizong. Taizong dreamed that the Dragon King interceded, and the Jade Emperor appointed Wei Zheng as the supervisor and beheader. In order to survive, the Dragon King of Jinghe pleaded with Tang Taizong. Taizong agreed, and when it was time to slay the dragon, he summoned Wei Zheng to fight against him. Unexpectedly, Wei Zheng went down, took a nap, and his soul ascended to heaven and beheaded the Dragon King.

And the variation of this piece of paper depicts Wei Zheng holding a cyan sword in his hand and stabbing at the Dragon King.

To be honest, I've read Journey to the West many times, but I've never heard of this story at all. And does this myth and legend have anything to do with Yongxi's death and [Hell's Gate]?