After all, it was night, and even if the moon hung high in the clear night sky like a wash, it only illuminated the dark outlines of the buildings.

The breeze was slightly cool, and the moon scattered a faint soft light like silver powder on the ground, and the shadows of Mo Xiaosheng and the others were dragged for a long, long time.

"What time is it? Why are the streets empty? Mo Xiaoshu shook his head back and forth, his eyes aimed left and right.

"In the Holy Religion, the most vicious thing in the world is the evil god. And the evil gods will choose to attack the followers of the Holy Cult at night. It is said that anyone who sees an evil god at night will be cursed, and after death they can only go to hell, and the Heavenly Kingdom will close their doors to them forever. In the eyes of the Holy Cultists, there is nothing more proud of them than being able to go to Heaven after they die. Therefore, on this kind of night, no one will come out of the Sacred Court in this holy religious capital. Wise headrest raised his crossed hands, and his expression was extremely leisurely.

"You know a lot about the Sacred Court?" By moonlight, the man turned into another slightly narrower street.

"I don't know anything, but I just know a little bit about it," Wise said with a grin, "I know a little bit about the information about the Ao Sheng Court that I can find on the Internet." ”

"Network? The Internet fee in the Aosheng Court is quite expensive. The corners of the man's mouth cracked.

Wise didn't reply, he didn't know what the man meant by this.

"We'll be at our destination in just over twenty minutes." The man's words changed sharply, leaving aside the topic just now.

"Didn't they all stay at home? Are there any shops or people that don't close their doors? Mo Xiaoshu asked curiously.

"It's a government-licensed place, and it's open to the public 24 hours a day." The man said.

"I haven't said it on the Internet." Wise shook his head.

"Do you know why the official government website of the Ao Sheng Court has such a thing as an account password?" The man's eyes continued to look ahead.

"Government personnel will use the login to modify the information." Wise probably guess.

"There will be a special backstage for government personnel to revise the information. They don't need an account number and password. The man's pace quickened.

"I don't know." Wise and honestly shook his head.

"It's for the nobles who live here. As long as they log in with the relevant account and password, the navigation bar at the top of the webpage will have an additional click item for the Colosseum. The man said.

"You don't look like a nobleman, how do you know?" Ask wisely.

"As long as it is a resident of the Sacred Court, whether rich or poor, this kind of information is known to women and children." The man suddenly stopped in front of a closed wooden door.

On the wall next to the wooden door hung a small candle flame, which was shrouded in paper. A faint glow stained the small wall on the side of the candle.

"Arrived?" Mo Xiaosheng hurriedly stopped his steps, and he almost hit the man's back.

"There's still a little way to go, but it's all in there," the man pouted at the rough wooden door in front of him, "come in with me!" ”

The man pushed the door in, followed by Mo Xiaoxiao and Wise.

If the small candle outside is the special feature of this house, then everything you can see after entering is too prosaic and boring, and it is really no different from ordinary people.

"Welcome." At some point, an emerald green parrot stopped on the back of a chair beside everyone.

"Long live the Holy Cult!" The man's expression suddenly froze. I saw him turn around and bow very respectfully to the emerald parrot. Live like a devout believer.

"Please show your ID!" The parrot flapped its emerald green wings and flew up.

The man hurriedly pulled out his pale gold ID card. The resident ID cards of the Ao Sheng Court are all pale gold.

The parrot flew around the trio's heads, said, "Three people are coming," and then stopped and disappeared into a dark corner.

I saw a man wearing a round-brimmed hat with a white feather on his head come out of the darkness, and the parrot just now was resting on his shoulder and shaking his head.

The faint light slowly revealed his tall figure. He wore a high-necked shirt that covered his face, his slender legs were wrapped in black leggings, and his feet were a pair of black high leather boots.

The "Feathered Man" didn't speak, but just stepped forward a few steps, then took the document handed by the man and glanced down, "Bergsey Salo." Mr. Salo? ”

The feathered man looked up and glanced at the man again.

"Exactly." The man nodded hurriedly, a smile on his face.

"I'm the gatekeeper here, Sain Bhat. You can call me Bart. What about their documents? Mr. Salro. Bart asked.

As soon as they heard the documents, Mo Xiaosheng and Mingming's faces suddenly became tense. For them, at least for now, it seems more difficult to get ahead of them without documents than without money. If the other party calls the police, then the two of them may be detained by the local police.

"Lord Bart, they are warriors who have come to the Colosseum to win fame and fortune!" Salo hurriedly moved out of the way so that Bart could see the two behind him through the light.

"Boys, what's your name?" Bart's eyes lit up.

"No small injury."

"Wise."

"What about age?" Bart took out a blank piece of paper with a hardwood board on it, and in his other hand he held a pen and quickly scribbled on the white paper. There was a rustling sound in the silent air.

“17。” The two said.

"Look at the way you guys," Bart put away his pen and paper and glanced at the two of them from top to bottom, "I think it's the first time I've been here, right?" ”

"Yes, sir." The two nodded hurriedly.

"A brave young man will be blessed by the Holy Emperor and praised by thousands of disciples, and whether or not he has documents is a trivial matter," Bart raised a friendly smile on his face, then turned around, "Please follow me!" ”

Bart took out a pair of white thin leather gloves from the inside pocket of his coat and put them on, and then came to a painting hanging on the wall.

Through the faint light, Mo Xiaosheng and Mingming vaguely saw the content of the painting. It was a boy who looked about their age. The boy held a golden trophy in one hand and a bank card in Merro in the other, and a thick gold necklace with a large glittering gold ball at the end of the necklace. Even a layman who does not understand gold, silver and jewelry knows that it is a priceless and precious item. The boy stood on a small, earthy platform with a smile on his face that could not be concealed, and small strips of cloth that fell from the sky as a celebration covered his head, shoulders, and trophies.

"May I take the liberty of asking who the boy in the picture is, Lord Bart?" Mo Xiaoshu asked cautiously.

"Of course," Bart lowered his raised hand before smiling and turning, "He's the only survivor in the Colosseum to reach the top with a trophy in his hand more than a decade ago, and he's also a champion." His name is Kushahan, and he is a child from the southern continent, that is, the western country of Sangwa. I was lucky enough to be there to see him win the whole process. You can't believe that such a skinny-looking boy could take down an angry lion with a pinched body in five moves. The whole grandstand was crazy. If Kushahan, who won the huge championship prize, had already surprised us spectators, then the few minutes before receiving the prize, those noblewomen were obsessively sprinkled with a lot of merograms in their hands on Kushahan, which was too enviable and jealous. It's really a picture that will be blood-boiling when I recall it now, there are the largest mero coins everywhere," Bart couldn't help but look up and sigh, his eyes were a little hollow, and he fell into memory, "I heard that countless famous ladies and nobles were willing to dance with him in the same bed and dedicate their wonderful ** to him." It's just a boy who is about to become an adult, and he can sing with so many noble ladies every night. He's just my idol. I can't imagine that every time my brain makes up this kind of scene, my lower body can't help but be hard. Speaking of which, Bart leaned over with a slight blush.

"Looking at the appearance of adults, they are either rich or expensive, and they shouldn't look like men who lack beautiful girls." Mo Xiaoshu was also brought in by Bart's narration, and he couldn't help but understand.

"Pretty girls and famous ladies are two completely different concepts," Bart stretched out his index finger and shook it, "Maybe if I hook my fingers, many beautiful girls will sleep with me, but famous ladies may not even look at me." I'm not even a piece of in front of those extremely noble women. Bart couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Papapapa", Bart suddenly clapped his hands, and Mo Xiaoju's words about to be said were stopped alive, "Back to business." ”

Bart turned again. He stretched out his right hand and touched the empty wall next to the painting for a moment, then raised his hand somewhere and patted it.

The picture that surprised Mo Xiaoshu and Mingming appeared in front of them.

I saw that the oil painting of Nakushahan with the white wall nearly two meters high behind it suddenly pushed back, like a secret door. The inner wall of the edge of the secret door is slightly earthy.

Bart pressed his hands on the door and pressed hard to the right. The retreating wall slowly slid to the right, gradually sliding into a slot on the right, and the wall that had been blocking the door of the four people revealed a corridor that could be passed by one person straight.

"Please come with me." Bart pulled a black flashlight out of his coat pocket.

He pointed the barrel head at the dark aisle, then pressed the switch with his thumb. A strong white beam of light shot into the corridor. Bart walked in first.

Then there are Salo, Mo Xiaoju, and the last person wise.

Bart's flashlight illuminated the road under his feet, and the four of them slowly walked along the road.

There was a faint smell of perfume wafting through the corridor. There are men's perfume smells and there are women's perfume smells.

"Lord Bart, did all the people who went to the Colosseum enter through this passage?" Because the space was extremely narrow, Mo Xiaoju's voice echoed in the air and became extremely harsh.

"Yes." Bard nodded.

The small space of the entire corridor echoed with the soft sound of the feet of four people. The light sound hits the wall and reflects and then repeats, like layers of water waves pushed away by a stone falling into the water.

After a while, Bart suddenly said, "There are stone steps down here, be careful!" ”

"My lord, the underground Colosseum was already underground?" Mo Xiaoshu asked.

"Otherwise, you'll go to the Colosseum." Bart laughs.

I don't know how long it took, but the voices in front of me became louder and louder as everyone advanced. Loud voices or cheers in unison or swear words. There were too many of them, and the voices of gossip poured into everyone's ears together, but they were too noisy to hear a single word.

"Here we are." Bart stopped abruptly.

He pushed open the thick door in front of him, and the noise rushed towards the three of them like a flood. Bart turned his head and smiled at the frightened three people behind him, "Welcome to the Colosseum of the Underground Sacred Court. ”