"Charlie, everything's ready. I'm sure you are too."
Lawrence called again, and to be honest, he was a little nervous.
Because now, he wants to really join one of the most mysterious organizations in the world.
A Masonic initiation ceremony.
After arriving in Washington by private plane, Li Zitao arrived at 1733, 16th Street, Northwest District of the Special Administrative Region, just a few blocks away from Washington.
This is a copy of a BC temple, the house of the king of mosoras.
The first mausoleum!
The main entrance of the palace is a huge copper gate guarded by two 17 ton Sphinx statues. It is towering and solemn with a heavy sense of history.
"Charlie, welcome, my brother." Lawrence, standing in front of the door, was dressed in a Masonic costume.
Sheepskin aprons, ribbons, white gloves, and jewel necklaces on the neck sparkle like the silent eyes of omniscient knowledge.
Li Zitao quietly walked into the copper door, behind which two copper doors made a "buzz" sound and gradually closed.
The rectangular square stone corridor, like a corridor, is surrounded by many forked roads leading to many ceremonial rooms, auditoriums, closed darkrooms and libraries.
These astrolabe like rooms make this complex labyrinth, with a hollow wall containing two human skeletons.
"Who are they?" Li asked curiously
"Shh!" Lawrence, walking with his head down in front of him, made a silent gesture and said softly, "quiet, the ceremony is sacred."
"If there is a misunderstanding, it will make your situation in the meeting difficult."
Therefore, Li Zitao returned to silence and followed him to the most sacred and mysterious room of the building - the hall.
It's a perfectly square room, like a cave cut out.
Huge single green granite pillars support a dome up to a hundred feet high, surrounded by a ring of Russian walnut hand carved leather chairs.
Standing three and thirteen feet high, the throne stands alone from the west wall, facing a hidden organ. The walls are covered with ancient characters, like a dazzling kaleidoscope.
Egyptian, Hebrew, astronomy, alchemy, mysticism, and some seemingly magical but inexplicable symbols.
Tonight, the hall lit up countless carefully placed candles.
The candle light was dim, and a bright moonlight slanted down from the wide skylight window above the dome, illuminating the treasures of the town shop in the hall.
A huge altar made of black Belgian marble stands in the center of the release hall.
Li Zitao stood on the huge altar, the bright and quiet moonlight on his body, like the protagonist on the stage illuminated by searchlights.
That's right. He was the main character here today.
Around the calfskin chair, sat leaders from all walks of life.
But now they have only one identity: brother
Sitting on the supreme chair beside the west wall was an old man over 60 years old. Li Zi Tao was sure that he had never seen him.
Soon, someone brought a skull and put it in his hand.
At the same time, he was dressed in ceremonial costumes, loose white linen clothes and trousers in front of the gallows of pagans in the middle ages.
Chest open, left leg pants rolled to knee, right arm cuff to elbow.
A heavy noose was put around his neck.
It has its own name in the meeting - traction rope.
He was slightly ashamed to change clothes in front of everyone.
Fortunately, his dragon fought for his face.
I believe that every person who sees its ferocious look can't help but suck in the cold air.
Otherwise, why does the room suddenly cool down.
"It's time." The most sacred one, that is, the 60 year old man who still has no impression of Li Zitao, stands in front of him.
His face with the power and wisdom of coagulation engraved, the tone of serious and solemn said: "swear it, complete your ceremony."
According to the ancient tradition, all members of the society should start from the first level.
That is to say, to become a 33 level sword, Li Zitao needs to take 33 oaths.
The supreme man used a dagger for the ceremony against his chest. The cold chill made Li Zitao nervous.
The blade of the knife was facing his heart, and the feeling of life hanging on the line was not good.
Although he is very clear that the other side will never stab a dagger into his heart, it does not mean that his body instinct will not react.
Flying up, twisting each other's neck to kill the impulse, he finally pressed down.
"Can you solemnly swear in your own name that you are a member of this brotherhood of honor and secrecy of your own free will. Your intentions are not motivated by greed or other impure motives. "
"I swear." Li Zitao said calmly.In fact, he's lying, and naturally he's not joining for that simple purpose.
And what he can be sure of is that everyone in this room is not pure. Don't think of this as a place of innocence and holiness.
"From now on, this oath will be a thorn in your heart." The voice of the other party suddenly rises: "if you break the oath, it will burst out of the ground, pierce your chest and let you die."
The solemn atmosphere enveloped the hall, and Li Zitao made one oath after another.
Cut your neck and cut your throat Cutting ears and pulling tongue Heart and lung Viscera burned to death.
There is no place to bury Frustrate the bones and raise the ashes
The vicious oath came out of his mouth, and he could detect that the people who were hiding in the darkness were staring at themselves.
"Brother." The old man's hand was on his shoulder, and he looked a little tired.
About an hour and a half has passed since the initial swearing in, which is a hard work for his age.
"The last oath." Hearing this, Li Zitao was not shocked by his spirit.
Finally, at last, someone came forward to fill his skull with red wine like blood.
Li Zitao was sure that it was not blood, because the aroma of grapes made him swallow his saliva involuntarily.
"If I deliberately or violate the previous oath At this moment, the mellow fragrance into the throat will become a deadly poison and die in torment. "
Heart can not help but jump, Li Zitao steady holding the skull's hands, slowly put it in his mouth.
Gudong!
The sound of rapid heartbeat echoed in his tympanic membrane, and everything around him seemed quiet.
Until he drank the last drop of wine, the imaginary did not happen.
"Congratulations, my brother." Moving away from the skeleton blocking the view, Li Zitao was hugged by Lawrence.
Look around already full of people, familiar, unfamiliar.
Everyone has a smile on their faces, at least for the moment, they are friendly brothers.
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