Chapter 1565: Induction ceremony

"Charlie, everything is ready, I believe you are too."
He received a call from Lawrence again, to be honest, he was a little nervous.
Because now, he wants to really join one of the most mysterious organizations in the world.
Initiation ceremony of Freemasonry.
Arriving in Washington by private jet, Li Zitao came to No. 1733, Sixteenth Street, Northwest District, a few blocks away from Washington.
This is a replica of a temple in BC, the temple of King Mosoras.
The original mausoleum!
The main entrance of the palace is a huge bronze gate guarded by two 17-ton Sphinx statues. It is majestic and solemn, with a sense of historical weight.
"Charlie, welcome to you, my brother." Lawrence, who was waiting in front of the door, was wearing the iconic full dress of Masonic.
Lambskin apron, straps, white gloves, and a jewel collar worn on the neck, shining and glowing, like a silent and omniscient eye.
Li Zitao walked quietly into the copper door, and the two copper doors behind him gradually closed with a humming sound.
Rectangular square stone corridors like Yongdao are in sight, surrounded by many fork roads, leading to many ritual rooms, auditoriums, closed dark rooms and libraries.
These astrolabe-like rooms make this complex labyrinth, in addition to a hollow wall with two human bones hidden inside.
Li Zitao asked curiously: "Who are they?"
"Hush!" Lawrence, who was walking in front of him, made a forbidden gesture and said softly, "Quiet, the ceremony is divine and solemn."
"If someone misunderstands, it will make your situation in the meeting difficult."
As a result, Li Zitao returned to silence and followed him to the hall, the most sacred and mysterious room in this building.
This is a perfectly square room, like a carved cave.
Huge monolithic green granite pillars prop up the dome up to a hundred feet, surrounded by a circle of handmade walnut leather chairs made of Russian walnut wood.
Thirty-three feet tall, the God's seat is independent of the west wall, opposite is a concealed pipe organ, and the surrounding walls are painted with ancient characters, like a dazzling kaleidoscope.
Egyptian, Hebrew, astronomy, alchemy, occultism, and some inexplicable symbols that look magical but puzzling.
Tonight, the hall is lit with countless carefully placed candles.
The candlelight was dim, and a bright moonlight tilted down from the wide skylight above the dome, illuminating the treasure of the town shop in the hall.
A huge altar, polished from Belgian black marble, occupies the center of the release hall.
Li Zitao was standing on the huge altar, the bright and quiet moonlight shining on him, like the protagonist on the stage illuminated by the searchlight.
That's right, today he is the protagonist here.
Surrounded by calf leather chairs, leaders from all walks of life were sitting.
But now they have only one identity, that is ‘brother. ’
Sitting in the supreme chair by the Western Wall was an old man over sixty years old, and Li Zitao determined that he had never seen him.
Soon, someone brought a skull and put it in his hand.
At the same time, he was put on ceremonial traditions, and the pagans in the middle ages loose white linen and trousers in front of the gallows.
The chest was open, the left leg pants rolled up to the knee, and the cuff of the right arm was pulled to the elbow.
There was a heavy noose around his neck.
It has its own name in the meeting-towing rope.
Changing clothes in front of everyone made him feel a little ashamed.
Fortunately, the evil dragon he raised for his face.
I believe that everyone who sees it with such a greasy look can't help but take a breath.
Otherwise, why would the room suddenly cool down.
"Time is up." The Holy Supreme Man, the sixty-year-old man who still had no impression of Li Zitao, stood in front of him.
With the engraving of power and wisdom on his face, he said solemnly and solemnly: "Swear, complete your ceremony."
According to the ancient tradition, all participants must start from the first level.
In other words, to become a 33-level sword, Li Zitao needs to make 33 oaths.
The Supreme Man pressed his chest with a dagger used in the ceremony. The cold chill made Li Zitao a little nervous.
The blade is facing his heart, this kind of life feeling uncomfortable.
Although he is very clear that the opponent will never pierce the dagger into his heart, it does not mean that his physical instinct will not react.
He flew up and twisted the other person's neck to kill him again, and he finally pressed down.
"Can you swear solemnly in your own name that you are autonomous and voluntarily become a member of this honorable and secret brotherhood. Your intention is not to be greedy or other impure motives."
"I swear." Li Zitao said indifferently.
In fact, he was lying, and the purpose of his joining was naturally not so simple.
And he can be sure that the purpose of everyone here is not pure, don't think of it as a holy place without sin.
"From now on, this oath will become a spike in your heart. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" The other party's voice suddenly rose: "If you abandon the oath, it will break out of the ground and pierce your chest, Let you bleed to death."
The solemn atmosphere enveloped the synagogue, and Li Zitao promised one by one.
Cut the neck and cut the throat...cut the ears and pluck the tongue...pull out the heart and lungs...the organs burned to death.
Dead and buried...
The vicious vows came out of his mouth, and he could perceive that those present hidden in the darkness were staring at him intently.
"Brother." The old man's hand rested on his shoulder, his expression slightly tired.
From the initial oath to the present, about an hour and a half have passed, which is not an easy task for his age.
"The last oath." Li Zitao was shocked when he heard this.
It was finally the last step. Someone stepped forward and filled the skull with blood like wine.
Li Zitao was sure that it was not blood, because the aromatic smell of grapes caused him to swallow saliva involuntarily.
"If I deliberately or disobeyed the previous oath... The mellow fragrance in the throat at this moment will become a deadly poison and die in pain in torture."
Li Zitao couldn't help but jump, holding his hands holding the skull, and slowly put it to his mouth.
Goh!
The sound of a rapid heartbeat echoed in his eardrum, and everything around him seemed quiet.
Until he drank the last drop of wine, the imaginary thing did not happen.
"Congratulations, my brother." Li Zitao was hugged by Lawrence after removing the skull that blocked his view.
Look at the people who are already standing around, familiar and unfamiliar.
Everyone has a smile on their faces, at least at this moment, they are all friendly brothers.