So Xiao Yan and Zhao Yitong tried to listen to what Sun Jiulong said. The three of us used the true energy from our bodies to transmit it to the stone gate, but it was only slightly lit and it was extinguished quickly. No matter how powerful we transmitted, we never had the reaction we had just done. This made us feel very strange, why did it disappear after just light up?

Xiao Yan stopped first, and Zhao Yitong and I naturally stopped. Xiao Yan said to us: "This method does not work, it has no effect at all. No matter how powerful it is, it is useless. It's better to save some effort. Think about whether there are other possibilities, but this method is not good."

Zhao Yitong looked at me and said, "There are patterns on this stone gate. Your blood just now flowed down, which means that this stone gate really needs the blood of the descendants of humans. Perhaps the only thing that is missing is your dragon and phoenix match. Last time I was in the tomb, it was because of your dragon and phoenix match that I could open the tomb."

At this time, everyone stared at me. It seemed that I had to try it. I used the Blood Dragon Sword to cut my fingers. Then the blood flowed down the sword and the blood flowed directly from the line above the stone door. At this time, the stone door began to react. We heard the sensational sound inside the stone door. Maybe the force machine was moving and preparing to open the door.

This made all of us very excited. The door that the person had been unable to open for a lifetime was opened in just a few hours. Of course, this door was only allowed by the Zhang family, and foreigners were not allowed to enter. It seems that the secret inside must have some unknown secrets, otherwise we would not dare to publish it.

The stone gate slowly opened, but it was just a hole that one person could drill into. Five of us went in one after another, but found that it was a slope passage. So Xiao Yan's fourth grandfather told us: "Slide down directly, it should look very deep. If you walk slowly, it may be too time-consuming, so let's go down together."

Xiao Yan's fourth grandfather took the lead and slid down without thinking at all. I turned around and found that the stone door was closing. When the four of them slid down, I also scratched it. Fortunately, the clothes were of good quality and had not been scratched, otherwise it would definitely burn the butt. But I already felt a sense of heat and a slight pain in my butt, but I thought of a question, how to get up then?

I think it should be the same as the last tomb. The Human King will help teleport us up. Otherwise, if we set up this slope, we didn't stop after more than ten seconds, which shows how deep it was. Fortunately, it took half a minute to finally slip on the ground. However, the slope below seemed flat, resulting in not much impact and inertia.

When I arrived on the ground, I found that there was only a small space around me, and there was nothing around me. There was only the passage that slid over from above, so it was too difficult to get up. But I wrote an article around and we took a closer look.

"When Comrade Chen Geng looked back on his revolutionary experience, he once talked about such a past with affection.

It was a late autumn day, and the sun was going west. Because he had been marching on the deserted grassland for a long time and often hungry, Comrade Chen Geng felt tired. Chen fell behind, leading the same tired thin horse, and walked forward step by step. Suddenly, he saw the little red army in front, just like him, also fell behind.

The little guy was only eleven or twelve years old, with a yellow face, a pair of big eyes, two thin lips, a little raised nose, and his feet were wearing torn straw sandals, which was green and red. Comrade Chen Geng walked up to him and said, "Little kid, you can ride on the horse for a while."

The little Red Army looked indifferent, stared at Comrade Chen Geng's slim face with a beard, smiled slightly, and said in Sichuan dialect: "Old comrade, I have much stronger physical strength than you, you can ride on it quickly."

Comrade Chen Geng said in an orderly tone: "Go up and ride for a while!"

The little Red Army said stubbornly: "If you want me to compete with your horse, then let's compete." He said as he straightened his waist and made a pose to prepare for the race.

"Then let's go together."

"No. You leave first, I have to wait for my companions."

Comrade Chen Geng had no choice but to take out a small bag of barley noodles from his body, hand it to Xiao Hongjun, and said, "You ate it."

The little Red Army pulled the dry food bag on his body, patted it gently, and said, "Look, it's so bulging. I have more than you." Comrade Chen Geng was finally convinced by the little Red Army, so he had to climb onto the horse and walk forward.

He rode on the horse and was always calm. From the little Red Army he had just met, he remembered a series of children. From Shanghai, Guangzhou to Hong Kong, the poor children who had dealt with him appeared before him one by one.

"No, I'm deceived!" Comrade Chen Geng suddenly shouted, turned his horse's head and kicked the horse's belly a few times. He ran around the road he had found. When he found the little Red Army, the little Red Army had already fallen on the grass.

Comrade Chen Geng struggled to carry the Little Red Army on the back of the horse. His hand touched the Little Red Army's dry food bag. The bag was hard. What was it? He took it out and saw that it turned out to be a black-burned Achyranthes bone with several tooth marks on it.

Comrade Chen Geng understood everything. At this moment, the little Red Army stopped breathing.

Comrade Chen Geng hugged Xiao Hongjun and slapped himself hard: "Chen Geng, how can you be worthy of this little brother!""

Xiao Yan looked at it curiously and asked us questions: "This article is well written, reflecting their hardships at that time. It seems that during the war, it is very large. And who Comrade Chen Geng is, why don't I know?"

Zhao Yitong said: "I guess this has been a very long time, but I admire the spirit of the two people in the article, selfless and fearless. There are really too few people now, especially those kids, and few people do what they look like. No matter what, this article is written very well, and I pay tribute to these two people."

Sun Jiulong looked at it and said to us: "I guess this kid is from the Zhang family, otherwise he would leave this article. Just look at it. Now other entrances are nearby!"

We found another article, which is different from this article. I asked. "CCTV reported that not long ago, a female college student in a certain place called on Jian. She begged people to lend a helping hand. After her begging came out of the Internet, people from all over the country donated money to her, and the teachers and students of the school also helped her. Even some children of a few years old donated their pocket money.

But later someone discovered that this was a scam! Because the girl's hairstyle was made for a few hundred yuan, she also wore a pair of brand-name glasses worth 500 yuan and used an expensive mobile phone. All the medical expenses spent by her mother who worked in the probationary hospital were sick were reimbursed for free by the state, but this classmate concealed this fact. After the media reported this news, people were talking about it. One of the comrades who once donated 5,000 yuan to this classmate said: "When I saw her experience on the Internet, I donated several thousand yuan without hesitation. I thought I had done a good thing, but I never expected that this was a scam! I dare not believe it, it was her who deceived my kindness.

Liang, how should I do good things in the future so that I won’t be deceived?” Another gentleman said: “Since my kindness has been donated, don’t think too much about what others are doing with money. This will not only add happiness, but also make yourself live a stable life.” However, many people disagree with this gentleman’s idea. They believe that this will only promote some unhealthy trends in society and make people’s kindness a product of others. Although this classmate has explained to everyone, things have happened after all. Can anyone believe that when a person is short of money and urgently needs help, he can be willing to spend hundreds of dollars to buy glasses and get a hairstyle?! It’s incredible.

There are many examples that happen in real life. Let’s take the beggars on the street as an example. Those who are intact and have no different limbs than ordinary people are asking for food on the street. What would you think? Do they really have no other skills? Of course not. They can also go to work and do some small business, but they don’t, because they know that there are too many good people in China. As long as there are good people in this place, they will not go hungry. There are also some six or seven-year-old children who want on the street. They have a mastermind behind them, that is, the man who manipulated the behind-the-scenes to touch the kindness in people’s hearts with the begging of children, and rely on people to extend their kind hands and give their kind hearts. But who do they know that someone has used and deceived their kindness.

"At the beginning of man, one is good." When a person comes to this world, he is kind, and he will have many kind actions. But the kind heart is deceived again and again, and people's kind nature will be mixed with suspicion, vigilance, and concerns. In a sense, the kind nature of mankind will be stained with utilitarian colors. Will kindness flow out from the bottom of people's hearts like clear flowing water without any impurities in the mountains?

Kindness cannot be deceived, kindness cannot be misinterpreted, kindness should not be false, kindness needs sincerity, because kindness is a noble love flowing from the bottom of the heart."

This article is about promoting kindness and positive energy. The more we read it, the less we can understand it. Why do modern literary works appear in this space? Are there still people living here? Of course, I dare not imagine this, and no one can be sure of it, so I have to watch it slowly.
Chapter completed!