Chapter 1476 (1/2)

”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.