A few days later, at midnight, on the street next to Guangyang Gate in the west of the city, the door of an inn was gently opened a crack, and Ah Bian, dressed as a small servant, secretly looked outside through the gap. He saw a group of heavily armed Forbidden Army armor soldiers walking in front of him with open flames.

Luoyang City has implemented a curfew in recent days, and the doors of every house are closed, and the rats of the City Snake Society, which usually hide in the dark alleys, have disappeared without a trace.

Ah Bian touched the slightly hideous knife wound on his face, and his heart trembled. A few days ago, Luoyang City mutinied, and the sound of killing shook the sky! I don't know how many unlucky people were killed by the forbidden army who suddenly went crazy. Fortunately, I ran fast, otherwise I am afraid that I would be a corpse on the street at this moment, right?

Ah Bian shook his head, retracted his thoughts, and was about to close the door, but saw a figure dressed in a gorgeous costume with a sword at his waist suddenly appear in front of him, and he couldn't help but be shocked. When he raised his head and looked up, he felt that it was a handsome young face, with long black hair scattered casually over his shoulders, which looked even more charming against the background of the night.

Ah Bian's eyes were extremely sharp, and he could see at a glance that this person had an extraordinary background, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart. He smiled on his face and said, "This son,。。。。。。 Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, the man pushed the door of the store open, and even put Ah Bian to the ground.

The man also stepped in, carrying the moonlight on his back, and exuding a thick smell of blood. This frightened Abian, who looked at the man with a trembling voice, his throat shaking and screaming for help.

The man glanced down at Ah Bian, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "Hold the lamp!" ”

Ah Bian was swept away by the man's gaze, his face was full of fear, he desperately got up from the ground, groped and lit the lamp. Only then did he find that the man's handsome face was expressionless, sitting quietly, as if waiting for someone. The smell of blood on the man's body really made Ah Bian feel cold, I really don't know how many people have to be killed to have such a lingering blood!

Ah Bian gently covered the door, plucked up his courage, bowed over to the man who had already found a place to sit down by himself, and sneered: "This son, but you want to stay in the hotel?" That's a bit unfortunate, but the shop is full today. However, it is now the beginning of the curfew, and it is also a trouble for Childe to run into the forbidden army when he wanders around the streets of Luoyang. If Childe doesn't dislike it, he can make do with a night's rest here. ”

The man was Sima Ting, who disappeared from Luoyang City for several days after he beheaded Yang Jun and his party. Until today, during the day, Colliers personally looked for him, saying that he had something important to do with him. I also found this place according to what Gao Lishi said, and this is the scene just now.

He looked up and down at the little guy in front of him, and found that this person was indeed an authentic inn guy no matter what he looked like. If it weren't for the fact that he had known that this inn was not simple, and that he could feel the faint internal force in the little guy's body, he would have been confused by what he had just done.

Sima Ting said lightly: "The Demon Sect has been established for thousands of years, and it really deserves its reputation!" ”

Ah Bian listened to Sima Ting's words, his face suddenly turned cold, his bent body straightened up, his eyes stared at Sima Ting, and he said in a deep voice: "Who is Your Excellency?" As he spoke, the hand behind his back secretly gestured to the attic.

Seeing that the temperament exuded by the person in front of him at this moment was completely different from the appearance of the young man in front of him, Sima Ting smiled secretly in his heart, a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked rhetorically, "What do you say?" ”

A Bian instantly showed a hideous smile on his face, and said, "It doesn't matter who you are!" Now that you're here today, don't even think about walking out of this door! As he spoke, a dagger was drawn from the sleeve of his right hand, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and stabbed Sima Ting fiercely in the chest. The ruthlessness can be seen.

Who would have thought that his dagger had just been stabbed, but there was a chill on his neck, and it was the man in front of him who came first, pulled out the sword at his waist and put it on his neck. Ah Bian suddenly didn't dare to move a little, and saw the man smile strangely at him, and couldn't help but leave a trace of cold sweat on his face.

"Bang Bang!"

There was a sudden burst of applause in the inn, and the door of a room opened, and out of it came an old man with white hair, followed by two young men, a man and a woman. The man is as cold as ice, but the woman is charming and enchanting.

Sima Ting looked at them and saw that the old man had an amiable face, and was smiling and clapping his palms at the moment. is like a family old man under the knees of his children and grandchildren, only the sharp light occasionally shot out of his eyes is not to be underestimated.

Sima Ting squinted and smiled, and said to the old man, "Under Sima Ting." ”

The old man walked up to Sima Ting and said with a smile on his face: "I have seen Your Highness, I am Duanmu Qing, the elder of the Holy Gate. His subordinates are ignorant and don't recognize His Highness, so please forgive Your Highness! Forgiveness! ”

Sima Ting put his sword into the sheath, and said with a smile on his face: "It's okay! The name of the elder has been heard for a long time! ”

Duanmu Qing waved his hand and said, "Your Highness smiled." The old man is already a man who has half a foot in the coffin. Now I can only hide in the capital to deal with some trivial matters for the Holy Gate, where is there any big name! It's His Royal Highness's hero who is a young man, and he has a lot to do in the future! ”

Sima Ting heard Duanmu Qing's meaning, and couldn't help but smile faintly, and didn't answer.

Duanmu Qing saw it, but he didn't care, so he said, "Your Highness, please come with me." The door master has been waiting for His Highness for a long time. ”

Sima Ting nodded, followed Duanmu Qing into the room, and when he passed between the man and the woman, he obviously felt the provocation of the cold man. Sima Ting smiled, followed Duanmuqing through the small courtyard at the back of the house, and when he came to the inner room, he saw Duanmuqing come to a wall and press down on an inconspicuous stone brick.

Then there was a sound of noise in the wall, which automatically opened a door, revealing a tunnel that led deep underground. Sima Ting walked in after Duanmu Qing, and then heard another sound behind him, and the wall closed automatically.

Although the tunnel is long, an oil lamp is lit every few steps, illuminating the tunnel. Sima Ting followed Duanmu Qing down a few zhang, deep into the ground, passing through several forks in the process, and finally came to a stone gate.

Duanmu Qing smiled at Sima Ting and said, "Your Highness, this is the secret altar of the Holy Gate in Kyoto, and there are several forks in the tunnel. Hehe, the door master and they are all waiting inside, so let's go inside. Without waiting for Sima Ting to reply, he pressed a mechanism and opened the stone door.

Sima Ting looked in, and what he saw was a huge secret room more than two zhang high and nearly twenty zhang long and wide. The four walls were covered with oil lamps, reflecting the brightness of the secret room. In the back of the chamber was a huge stone statue, and in front of it was a pitch-black throne on which the Governor was sitting. In front of the throne, there are also two rows of large stone chairs. With the environment of this secret room, people only feel a flood of desolation.

There was also a person sitting on the chair on the left, it was Sima Wei, the king of Chu!

Seeing this, Sima Ting was not the slightest surprised, Du Jue had such a friendship with Chu Wangwei, he had long suspected that his father was also a member of the Demon Gate.

He stepped forward to see the two of them, and looked up at the huge statue. The statue is a burly man, wrapped in animal skins, holding a sword in his right hand and a large flag in his left hand, dancing backwards with his long hair, and his face is full of arrogance and unruliness! Lifelike and intimidating!

The voice of the Governor echoed in the secret room: "Zidu, the person engraved by this statue is the ancestor of my Holy Gate, Chiyou!" ”

Sima Ting retracted his gaze and said secretly in his heart: "Is this Chi You?" ”

Du Jue said again: "Zidu, do you know why you were recruited here today?" ”

Sima Ting looked at Chu Wangwei, then at Du Jue, and slowly shook his head.

The Governor sighed and said, "Today is the day you enter my holy gate!" ”

The Governor paused, then continued, "Actually, you should have entered my Holy Gate more than ten years ago, but someone was stubborn! After speaking, Du Jue snorted and glanced at Chu Wangwei fiercely.

Seeing this, Chu Wangwei just shook his head helplessly.

The Governor continued, "Kneel. ”

Sima Ting listened, landed on one knee and knelt down. Then he saw the governor get up from his throne, step up to him, and asked, "Zidu, will you enter my holy gate?" ”

I thought to myself, don't you want you to will? Sima Ting nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes!" ”

Du Jue nodded with satisfaction, and out of thin air summoned a blood-colored banner hanging on Sima Ting's head, and said solemnly: "I Du Jue, the Holy Gate is the thirty-sixth generation of the Sect Master, and hereby under the Holy Statue of the Ancestor of Chiyou, let Sima Ting enter my Holy Gate." Be faithful to the Holy Gate, respect the elders, and keep the festival of righteousness......"

Sima Ting thought of Du Jue's deep voice in his ears, raised his head to look at the blood-colored banner floating on his head, and found that the blood-colored flag was exactly the same as the one held in the statue's hand.

It's Chiyou Banner! The demonic qi contained in it and the demonic qi in his body seem to be of the same origin, and they are resonating with each other at the moment, and the indescribable intimate feeling is like an old friend who has known each other for decades.

Finally, the voice of the Governor was heard, and the blood-colored banner suddenly disappeared.

Du Jue smiled: "Okay." You are the Son of the Holy Gate, who has been waiting for thousands of years, and who will take up the burden of the Holy Gate to restore its ancient glory. This is your token. With a wave of his hand, a small purple gold token fell into Sima Ting's hand. Sima Ting flipped through it and looked at it, only to feel that this token was very old, and I was afraid that it was at least a thousand years old.

Du Jue looked at Sima Ting and smiled lovingly, "Get up." ”

Sima Ting put away the token and slowly stood up, puzzled: "That's it?" ”

Du Jue coughed and said, "Actually, such a major event as the return of the Holy Son to the door should indeed summon the major deacons in the gate to worship the heavens, ancestors, and so on. But you have a special identity and are not easy to be too public. Then everything was simple. This matter is only known to your father, Elder Duanmu, and you. Even the fact that your father is the elder deacons of the Holy Gate is known only to the deacons and elders and you and me. After all, as members of the royal family, your father and son have a lot of inconveniences. ”

Sima Ting sighed and stopped talking.

At this time, Chu Wangwei said, "Elder Duanmu, please bring someone up." ”

Duanmuqing nodded, turned around and went out, and soon brought a man and a woman into the secret room.

Sima Ting looked at them, and it was the two young men who were following Duanmu Qing just now. The two of them stepped forward together and saluted the governor and said, "See the door master." ”

Du Jue looked at the two of them, and pointed to Sima Ting with his right hand: "This is His Royal Highness Sima Ting, Prince of Chu, and the two of you will follow His Royal Highness the Prince as His Royal Highness the Prince's personal attendants in the future." To serve His Royal Highness the Prince, you must look forward to His Royal Highness the Prince, and obey your orders! Don't disobey! Otherwise, the door rules are disposed of! ”

Both of them bowed their heads.

Du Jue said to Sima Ting again: "Zidu, this is the manpower that your father asked me for, the male is called Ying Feng, and the female is called Lin Yao'er." They are the best of the younger generation of the Holy Gate. If you put it to good use, I believe they will become your right-hand man. ”

Sima Ting looked at Ying Feng and Lin Yao'er and nodded with a smile.

Chu Wangwei stood up at this time, patted his shirt, and said, "Okay, it's not too early, let's go." ”

Du Jue laughed, and watched Chu Wangwei and his son leave the secret room with Ying Feng and Lin Yao'er.

After a few people left the secret room, Duanmu Qing saluted the governor with an excited expression: "Congratulations to the door master!" After waiting for more than 2,000 years, the unfinished cause of the ancient ancestors can finally be realized in our hands! ”

The Governor laughed haughtily. The laughter echoed in the Demon Gate Altar for a long time.