There is a huge crypt in the middle of the Forbidden Mountains. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info The size of the crypt can accommodate a few Drifting Snow Cities.

The entrance to the terrifying crypt erupts with scorching flames all year round. The people of the wilderness call it the Gate of Hell.

The fires at Hell's Gates are extinguished for a period of time every ten years or so. At this time, those who pass by will be lucky enough to be able to see the entrance to the gates of hell as it really is. There may be people who want to go deeper into the crypt on a whim. But usually people just think about it, and no one really wants to go to the gates of hell.

Ten warriors from the Miansheng tribe formed an expedition. They have been stationed near the gates of hell for several days. The leader of the group was named Hassan, the eldest son of the high priest of the Miansheng tribe. He once led his men to capture a pale bull in the depths of the Forbidden Mountains. The bull made a big show at Eid al-Adha and injured many warriors of the Miansheng tribe. Finally, an outsider who had just joined the Miansheng tribe shot it out.

The outsider's name was Shile, and he was also on the expedition. However, Hassan does not seem to like Shile very much, and is difficult to deal with him at every turn.

Shile was standing alone at the edge of the entrance to the Gates of Hell. Beneath your feet is a huge bottomless crypt that looks like a pitch-black black hole.

Curious, he would sometimes throw a rock down and try to calculate the time of the reverberation. Each reverberation is long, but what's even stranger is that each reverberation is different in length.

He had visited here on a crane tour about a month ago. At that time, he could not have imagined that it would not be long before he would enter this huge cavern that was still erupting with flames.

But the question is where the flames go! Why do the people of the Miansheng tribe claim that their ancestors came from the Gates of Hell? How could this crypt known as the Gates of Hell be suitable for human existence? This series of questions was inconceivable to Schler. But their leader, Hassan, is tight-lipped about the secrets of Hell's gates. He just had people take turns watching the smoke erupting from the entire cavern.

He told everyone that when the smoke had completely cleared, they would be able to enter the gates of hell in peace.

As for the method of entering the crypt, Hassan's answer was to use tools. And the so-called tools were packed in huge square wooden boxes that they had brought with them. But Hassan put a seal on each wooden box, and no one was allowed to open it without his permission. All you know is that these boxes are heavy, like a lump of iron.

"Shile, how is the smoke clearing?" Hassan shouted in the distance. Then several warriors around him laughed together.

Hassan's chosen camp was about 300 steps from the gates of hell. From what distance can you observe the smoke of the Gates of Hell dissipating. However, under the pretext that he needed one person to approach the entrance of the crypt to observe, he arranged for Shile to be at the edge of the entrance to the gate of hell.

"It's already much thinner than yesterday!" Schleer shouted.

"Come and eat!" said one of the warriors, knocking on the dishes and chopsticks.

Shile sneered and walked from his tent to the camp. Yesterday, Hassan's leftover food for Shile was only enough for him to eat half full, and he didn't vent his anger yet.

Hassan was basking in the sun in the hammock with his teeth picked, and when he saw Shile coming, he said lazily: "After eating, wash the dishes and chopsticks together!"

Shile didn't speak, and he walked straight to the fire of the picnic. The barbecue rack was empty, and the charcoal fire had turned to cold ash. There was a mess of chopsticks and drinking utensils on the floor. An iron pot rests on a flat stone. Shi Le lifted the lid of the pot and saw that there was only half a bowl of leftover rice inside.

He pulled it with a spoon, and there was still a toothpick in the leftovers. Shi Le gently pinched the toothpick with his hand, and found a few more curved hairs in the meal. The crooked form was probably coming off from around some warrior's little brother.

"Bang-" Shile lifted the iron pot and smashed it to pieces. Then he unbuttoned his crotch and took a soak of urine on the dishes and chopsticks on the ground.

After doing this, he got up and left. As he passed by the barbarians' accounts, he found that the warriors were drunk and were closing their eyes.

Hassan looked at Shile's back with a smug expression, and then lay down and continued to sleep.

It wasn't until late in the evening that Shi Le saw that there was a commotion on the other side of the ledger, as if it had exploded. Hassan, and the nine of them ran to the entrance of the crypt in a rage, and surrounded Shile.

Without saying a word, a warrior came up and punched Shile. Shile reached out and grabbed the warrior's fist and kicked him in the knee to knock him to the ground.

Hassan shouted: "Give it all to me, fight to death!"

A group of warriors rushed up and strangled the stone to the ground. Hassan held the mace and smashed it at Shile's head. Shi Le hurriedly tilted his head to one side, but was helplessly pressed too tightly by everyone and did not completely dodge.

"Smack-" With a bang, Shi Le's head broke and blood flowed. They punched and kicked him again, and they didn't stop until he didn't move.

"Are you dead?" asked Hassan.

One of the warriors crouched down to probe Shile's snort, then shook his head at Hassan.

"Hehe!" said Hassan, pointing to the crypt, "throw him down." ”

"Yes!" the two warriors lifted Shile to the edge of the gates of hell and threw him down.

"Woo-woo-" A wolf howl came from the top of the mountain in the distance. Hassan raised his eyes and said to the people around him, "It's the Snow Wolf who has arrived!"

After a while, an expedition arrived at Hassan's side. The leader rode a huge snow wolf. In addition to a few warriors from the Snow Wolf Division, there are also a few people from the Kyushu region in the team.

Hassan looked at the man riding the snow wolf and said, "Honorable wolf lord, you are late!"

"Hahaha!" the wolf lord laughed and said, "It's not too late for you all to enter the gates of hell. ”

"Not necessarily, I already sent someone down to check on it first. Hassan said.

When the wolf lord saw that there were really only nine people left, he said angrily: "Courage is commendable, I'm afraid that he has a life to go and no life to return!"

Hassan looked at the wolf lord and said, "The ancestors of our two tribes once set a poisonous curse never to fight each other. Are you going to break the oath of your ancestors?"

The wolf lord said loudly, "Of course not. But as you can see, I also brought a few friends from Liangzhou on this trip. When you enter the gates of hell, you don't have to show mercy to them, just kill them. ”

Hassan carefully looked at the man behind the wolf master. Seeing that there were two monks among them, an old man and a young man, he felt very strange.

The wolf lord smiled and said, "I'll introduce you to you." This old monk is a lightless mage. The little monk beside him is named Xingkong. ”

"Amitabha!" said the little monk with his hands folded. The old monk just glared at Hassan fiercely, pouting and saying nothing.

This wolf lord is Mu Langqing of the Snow Wolf Department. There were four people in the expedition he led this time, which he had found from Drifting Snow City. They are Lightless Mage, Xingkong, Bai Liu'er, and Mr. Mo.