The Rakshasa Gate is located at the northern end of the Xianbei tribe, on the top of Langxi Mountain, with a steep cliff like a mirror on the back, and only a sheep intestine path that can barely walk side by side for a total of four people on the front. The strange rocks on the mountain are craggy, the grass and trees are not grown, and there is snow cover all the year round, and the mountain is extremely steep.

Xu Jun went all the way over the mountains and mountains, although he avoided a head-on collision with the barbarian army, but he suffered a lot, and finally came to the foot of Langxie Mountain without danger.

He bought a clean set of clothes at the market at the foot of the mountain, found an inn, took a shower, and decided to rest for the night and leave the Rakshasa Gate tomorrow.

"Shopkeeper, serve four exquisite side dishes to Young Master Ben, and then bring them to the kettle of wine."

"Here we are." The shopkeeper was a chubby man with a round face, and he brought the wine and food into the guest room with a smile and said, "Guest officer, you are here to sign up for the Rakshasa Gate." ”

"Sign up" Xu Jun blinked, a little puzzled: "Is the Rakshasa Gate recruiting apprentices?" ”

The shopkeeper looked at Xu Jun in surprise and said, "The guest officer won't know it, the Rakshasa Gate recruits disciples every three years, and tomorrow is the last day to sign up." ”

"Could it be that the old thing wants me to join the Rakshasa Gate?" Xu Jun frowned, he hated being controlled by others the most. But the heavens and the earth are big, but there is no place for him. Since the old guy wanted him to become a disciple of the Rakshasa Sect, then he would be aggrieved for the time being and settle down first. When he has practiced the golden jade lock trick, he must force the old guy to tell the murderer who killed his whole family, and pay for the blood debt.

The shopkeeper saw Xu Jun's brows tightened, as if he was worried about something. He said kindly: "There is no need to worry about the guest officer, as long as the limbs are sound, you can join the Rakshasa Gate." When I was young, I also practiced boxing and kicking in the Rakshasa Gate for two years, and although my talent was limited, I became the shopkeeper of this inn. Our village is called Rakshasa Village, and the whole village is the property of Rakshasa Gate. As long as you are a disciple of the Rakshasa Sect, even if you are not talented enough, you can get a job and have no worries about food and clothing. ”

"Young Master Ben knows, thank you shopkeeper, you can go down." Xu Jun threw a piece of broken silver to the shopkeeper, but the shopkeeper did not leave, he said to Xu Jun: "Guest officer, when you sign up tomorrow, I will say that Zhu Dazhuang introduced you to the mountain, and it is guaranteed to be good for you." ”

"Oh, okay." Xu Jun sent the shopkeeper, ate and drank wildly, and then fell asleep. For a whole month, he slept in the open air, hungry and full, and was really tired.

The next day, before it was light, Xu Jun hired a carriage to pull him halfway up Langxie Mountain. There is a rule in the Rakshasa Gate that all disciples who sign up can only drive horses here.

Xu Jun got out of the car and walked towards the mountain. There was no turning back when he opened the bow, and so far, he could only take one step at a time. Since he decided to join the Rakshasa Gate, he will never regret it. Unexpectedly, he had only walked a few steps before someone stopped him.

"Stop, what are you doing here? You have to pay the registration fee before going up the mountain. ”

"The registration fee? How much to pay? Xu Jun gasped, since he met Tan Caimao, he had been bitten by a snake for ten years and was afraid of the well rope, and he trembled when he heard someone ask him for silver.

"The registration fee is twenty taels of silver."

"If the young master fails to join the Rakshasa Gate, will this silver be returned?"

"Of course you don't retreat, you can't go up the mountain or not, and you will go down if you don't pay the money."

"Hey." Xu Jun was so angry that his nose was crooked, this disciple of the Rakshasa Sect spoke impulsively, and he was dissatisfied: "That Zhu Dazhuang introduced me, can't you take care of it." ”

"Damn, it was introduced by the dead fat man again. I could have given you a 20% discount to make you pay less money. But since it was introduced by the fat man, then the fat man had to be given a commission, and twenty taels of silver was not allowed to be less. ”

"Damn, fat shopkeeper." Xu Jun was so angry that he almost vomited blood, he handed over the silver hatefully, and a mustachioed man took out a bamboo card and stuffed it into his hand, and wrote a number on the bamboo card with a brush, 720.

"Boy, I'm quite in a hurry, today is the last day of recruiting apprentices in the Rakshasa Gate, if you come one day late, you can only wait three years to sign up. Don't lose this bamboo plaque, you are the 720th disciple to sign up, and if you go up the mountain road, someone will receive you. ”

The mustache muttered some instructions, Xu Jun nodded, and continued to climb to the top of the mountain.

The Rakshasa Gate was extremely well defended, and two Rakshasa disciples would be seen standing guard and patrolling every thirty meters on the road. However, after seeing the bamboo card in Xu Jun's hand, these disciples were very polite to guide him to continue walking.

After about 300 meters, there is a man-made rest area in the middle of the mountain road. Eight female disciples of the Rakshasa Gate and more than a dozen men dressed as scholars sat in the pavilion and blocked Xu Jun's way.

A girl with a cold face and a little pockmarks on her face said: "Stop, what about you, what do you see, I want to continue to move forward, and pay the entrance fee of fifty taels of silver." ”

"Entrance fee? When did Master Ben get started? Xu Jun was stunned for a moment, he had just paid the registration fee, why did he run out of the entrance fee again, this harsh tax is too much.

"We don't pay so much attention to the Rakshasa Gate, since you can come here, as long as you hand over the silver, you can be considered an entry."

Xu Jun was completely speechless, he had read online literature a lot in his previous life, and he knew that those big factions were extremely strict in recruiting apprentices. Not only must you have the best bones, but you also have to endure an unimaginable number of tests. But the entrance ceremony of the Rakshasa Gate was too simple, it was beyond his imagination. If he hadn't known that this was indeed the Rakshasa Gate, he would have wondered if he had met a charlatan.

"Okay." He nodded, took out fifty taels of silver and handed it to the pockmarked girl, and was just about to leave, but was stopped by the pockmarked girl again.

"Sit on that stone bench and don't move, give you a portrait and make a record. What is your surname, where do you live, who else is in your family, what is your gender, and what are your ideals? ”

Xu Jun blinked, thinking maliciously in his heart, you said that I am sexual. Don't be anything, just look at it. Of course, he doesn't argue with people because he is bored, and he is not a mad dog, he bites people when he sees them.

He made up the life story of an orphan for himself, because he had watched too many movies in his previous life, it was inevitable that the fabrication was too successful, and the eight female disciples of the Rakshasa Gate looked at him with tears in their eyes, and one of them couldn't help but say: "Senior sister, he is too pitiful, just let him go back." He was so handsome, what a pity to die in the mountains. ”

The pock-faced woman sternly criticized: "Senior sister, you are always like this, how many times have you told you, we are disciples of the Demon Sect, we can't be merciful, you shouldn't take a fancy to this kid." But his background is really pitiful. That's it, boy, if you're lucky, it's impossible to return the entry fee and entry fee to you, but you still have a choice, you can go back. The Rakshasa Gate is too dangerous for a handsome boy like you. ”

Xu Jun frowned, and thought to himself, "Your uncle, it's stupid to be Young Master Ben, even if you drive people away, you will return the money to Young Master Ben." ”

He hugged his fists and said, "This senior sister has a good intention, I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me." ”

The numb-faced woman sighed and no longer persuaded Xu Jun to leave. Some of the more than a dozen men were painting portraits of Xu Jun, some were holding animal skins to register, and some were holding a token and carving it around.

Two scholars dressed as an old man about fifty years old, walked up to Xu Jun, carefully observed, and an old man held his hand and said: "Good palmistry, born rich and noble, long life of a hundred years." It's a pity that there are too many chaos, especially the emotional line is too complicated. ”

Another old man stared at Xu Jun's cheek and said, "There is an evil light in his eyes, a peach blossom on his face, a large gap between his teeth, and many lies." There is a general's mole on the right side of his face, and he is ordered to commit seven killings. ”

"Damn, you have to look at the palmistry when you enter the Demon Gate, no mistake." Xu Jun almost vomited blood, this is your sister's too rebellious, what is this.

After being busy for almost a pillar of incense, the pock-faced woman handed the carved token to Xu Jun. The front of this token is engraved with a black body, red hair, green eyes, and an extremely ugly demon pattern, which is painted with some dyeing material, and it is lifelike. On the reverse side is engraved Xu Jun's name and number.

The pock-faced woman said solemnly: "You have to carry this token with you, once you die, someone will find this token and hand over your body to your family." But you don't have any family, don't worry, if you die, our sisters will help you with the funeral. But you have to pay the funeral expenses of fifty taels of silver in advance. ”

"No thanks, thank you for your kindness." Xu Jun sternly refused, thinking: "If you die, Young Master Ben will not die, if you want to cheat Young Master Ben's money, there is no way." ”

Xu Jun hung the token on his waist and strode towards the top of the mountain. Unexpectedly, he had just walked about 200 meters when he was stopped by a group of people again.

A roe deer-headed rat with a little old man covered in oil said: "The disciples of the Rakshasa Sect have to pay food expenses for the first month, and they have to tattoo thirty taels of silver. ”

"Food?" Xu Jun was full of black lines and almost ran away. He kind of understands what the Rakshasa Gate relies on to maintain its daily expenses, and it all depends on recruiting people for a long time.

What especially made him angry was that if the people of the Rakshasa Gate collected all the silver taels at one time at the mountain pass, it was estimated that many people would hesitate and turn away. But the Rakshasa Gate is very cunning, he exploits you layer by layer, making you more and more invested, and in the end you can only bear to pay the money. Because if you don't pay it, you will pay it all in vain. It's like betting. Bo, I always want to win back the previous ones when I lose money, but the more I lose, the more I lose, and I can't extricate myself.

"Thirty taels of food in the first month, what about the second month? Do you have to collect money every month? Xu Jun asked.

The little old man said angrily: "If you can survive the first month, you naturally don't need to pay any more." If you are afraid, you can turn around and leave now, but you will not return any money you have paid. ”

"Uncle, count yourself ruthless." Xu Jun gritted his teeth and handed over the silver taels, and continued to climb to the top of the mountain. Along the way, I paid 50 taels of accommodation fees, 20 taels of sanitation fees, 30 taels of sect uniform clothing fees, and 30 taels of mattress fees, a total of 400 taels of silver, and finally came to the top of the mountain. I touched my shriveled pockets, and I felt like I wanted to cry without tears.

"It's too dark, no wonder as long as you have sound limbs, you can join the Rakshasa Gate, where is this admission, it's a robbery."

Xu Jun cursed, but there was nothing he could do. Man is a sword, I am a fish and meat, who told him to send himself to the door for slaughter?

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