"The Gates of Hell?" Huang Guozhen asked. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Yes, the gates of hell." Wang Yan said.

"What are the Gates of Hell?" Qing'er asked.

"It's where the devil is held." Wang Yan said.

"The devil?" Huang Guozhen said to herself.

"Yes, it's the devil." Said the boat boss.

"When a person as big as King Liang Xiao chooses a mausoleum, he will choose a place with devils?" I asked.

"Maybe the feng shui here is superb." Wang Yan said.

Yang Sheng's burial chamber is in the location of the Dead Eye, and perhaps this location of the Dead Eye is a perfect place to seal the devil.

"What kind of devil could be here?" Huang Guozhen asked.

"I often run boats on the Yellow River, and when I hear such a legend, I don't know that when I was on it, a submarine suddenly appeared in the Yellow River, which is the proverbial earth dragon." Said the boat boss.

"What is a submersible?" Huang Guozhen asked.

"It's like a python, it's like a dragon, and it can swallow a buffalo in one bite." Said the boat boss.

"Such a big thing, in the Yellow River." Huang Guizhen couldn't believe it.

So the captain of the ship told a very old story:

That year was

In a rare drought in a century, a section of water in the village a mile downstream of the village almost completely dried up, cutting off the water source, and many strange things appeared in it.

At that time, the people of ten miles and eight towns were alarmed, and they all came to join in the fun, and people fished barefoot in the river mud that had been precipitated for hundreds of years, and salvaged many things! There are bronze mirrors the size of basins carved with seal patterns, skeleton shelves that I don't know what they are, jade slabs, scattered copper coins, spears, bronze swords, and armor used in ancient wars, but most of them have rusted and corroded badly.

Especially on the riverbed in the center of the whole river, after the area dried up, a huge ancient monument three or four meters high was revealed. A few bold people jumped over, removed the sludge on it, and found that there were several ancient characters engraved on the front of the stone stele, crooked, and did not know what was written.

At that time, productivity was low, and the old fishermen living on the banks of the Yellow River depended on the sky for food, sometimes they couldn't even fill their stomachs, and how many of them could read and write? But he couldn't stop everyone's curiosity, so some good deeds rubbed the words and found an old pedant who taught a private school a few miles away to identify them. The old scholar played around for most of the day, flipped through the book, and copied it, and finally determined that this was an ancient seal script thousands of years ago.

The four ancient characters engraved on the stele are: Yongzhen River Bottom!

"The bottom of the Yongzhen River?! What will be Yongzhen at the bottom of the Yellow River? ”

In the beginning, all the villagers thought that this was a monument descended from heaven, blessing the wind and rain on both sides of the river, and ensuring that the flooding of the Yellow River would not recur. Therefore, since the stone tablet was revealed from the riverbed of the Yellow River, believers from ten miles and eight villages would come to burn incense and worship every day.

However, as the drying up became more and more serious, the situation seemed to have been reversed to some extent, and there seemed to be some nicks on the back of the stele, and the handwriting on it had been blurred and no one knew it, but the carving in the middle seemed to talk about a person being divided by five horses...... Although the villagers did not know what it meant, they also knew that it was not a good omen, so they did not dare to worship anymore.

Sure enough, on the seventh day when the stele was revealed from the center of the Yellow River, a bronze giant coffin locked in the depths of the riverbed by eighteen iron chains gradually exposed one or two centimeters above the water. All the villagers thought it was an ominous sign, and one by one they did not dare to rely on it anymore

Near. It wasn't until half a month later that the originally dry and dry day suddenly took a sharp turn, and it rained heavily for three days, and the water in the Yellow River area swelled, and the stone tablet of the Yellow River in Nayong Town, together with the huge bronze coffin chained by chains, sank to the bottom of the river again, and never appeared again.

Later, some people dived into the bottom of the river to search, and even hired fishing boats to salvage, but there was no harvest for several months. It seems that just after that rainstorm, in the same place as it was back then, a mysterious force has obscured everything and no longer exists in the world.

Just when we, the educated youth, were still sighing for the secrets in the stone monument and bronze coffin of Yongzhen, which had sunk to the bottom of the river forever in that distant era, the old man who sat in the shade of the tree and smoked a dry cigarette after a long time.

He just said lightly: "If it sinks, it sinks, and it's better if it's gone." ”

Later, a Taoist priest came to the village, found a young man with three moles on the soles of his feet, and asked the young man to grab a handful of dry grass in his hand and walk towards the middle of the river.

The young man walked to the bronze coffin, and it was strange to say that the winding iron cables suddenly broke from it, and the young man sled a big night pearl at the head of the bronze coffin, went ashore, and handed it to the Taoist priest, who paid him a lot of gold.

Later, the submarine that was tied in the bronze coffin was released, and there was a boat that went to the river to fish, and when it encountered the submarine Jiao, it was swallowed in one bite, and even the people and the boat were eaten.

The people of this village no longer dared to fish, and lived a very poor life, and after many years, another Taoist priest came, and this Taoist priest told the people of the village that he could subdue the monsters in the water.

The people in the village took out all their money and asked the Taoist priest to help collect the monster.

The Taoist priest was a good man, and did not take money from the villagers, but only asked the villagers to kill twenty cows and sprinkle the blood of these cows in the river, and the whole river was red that day.

When the submarine smelled blood at the bottom of the river, it ran out, and the Taoist priest tied the submarine with a hemp rope and imprisoned it in a cave on a mountain.

"If this legend is true, then there should be the submarine behind this hell's gate." Wang Yan said.

"Quite possibly." Said the boat boss.

"Whatever it is, this gate of hell must never be opened." I say.

"yes, it's better not to take unnecessary risks." Qing'er also said.

The gang had already collected a lot of artifacts, and they no longer coveted anything better behind the gates of hell.

"No wonder there is a legend on the Yellow River that this is a forbidden place of death, and it may be this gate of hell." Said the boat boss.

"It's weird, let's hurry up." Ji Yun said. (To be continued.) )