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Jiang Ming saw a clear shadow standing in front of the school gate holding an umbrella from a distance, with a tall back, slender and straight legs, and a slender and graceful figure.

The long hair is loosely tied back at random, with a bit of laziness. Standing there gives birth to an elegant temperament, like standing in the hazy picture scroll, the back is amazing.

Wang Yuwei, Jiang Ming's little sister.

When she was in graduate school, she was taught by the same tutor as Jiang Ming, two classes later than Jiang Ming, and just graduated from graduate school this year. At that time, Jiang Ming was about to graduate, and as the elder brother of all the younger students, most of the time the tutor handed over the course arrangement to him.

Jiang Ming has always taken a lot of care of Wang Yuwei, so he thought of asking her about spiritual matters, and her academic field is religious and cultural, or metaphysics.

"Senior brother, it's been a long time." Wang Yuwei smiled lightly.

Jiang Ming just walked behind her, Wang Yuwei turned around very tacitly, as if she came with the smoke and rain of the world, elegant and intellectual, making Jiang Ming's heart beat a few beats faster.

"I didn't expect to be able to get through to your phone, it's a bit of a surprise." Jiang Ming said with a smile.

It's not for nothing that Jiang Ming takes care of her a lot, Wang Yuwei has been the school flower since she was in college. Coupled with the elegant temperament cultivated by learning Han culture all year round, he has excellent conduct and is approachable, and has countless admirers.

However, Jiang Ming knows that with Wang Yuwei's beauty, he is destined to be not from the same world. There are no complicated feelings in it, and the relationship between the two is very harmonious, like brother and sister.

Wang Yuwei raised the umbrella, stood with Jiang Ming, and said with a smile: "It's good that you know, I'm busy with work now, I heard that you have something to ask me to help with, I specially asked for a week's long vacation, and the leaders have opinions, where are you going to invite me to dinner?" ”

"Work?"

A girl like her should find a rich and handsome boyfriend, and she should go in and out of luxury cars. According to Wang Yuwei, she is currently interning at a municipal religious affairs bureau in a neighboring province, which is very different from Jiang Ming's imaginary life.

"How's the cafeteria?" Jiang Ming's face was serious.

Wang Yuwei hid a smile in the corner of her eyes, said seriously, and walked quickly into the school gate with an umbrella. Jiang Ming chased after him with a smile, standing under an umbrella and strolling around the campus with two people, he had a different feeling in his heart.

It would be nice if the two of them could go on forever.

Coming out of the cafeteria, Jiang Ming took Wang Yuwei back to the dormitory directly.

"Take the girls back to the dorm, you're going bad." Wang Yuwei put down the umbrella and walked to the bed with her hands behind her back, with a youthful atmosphere, like a girl next door.

Looking at the whole dormitory, there are books piled up everywhere in the corner under the bed, as if in a sea of books, Wang Yuwei enjoys this feeling very much, and smiles happily and bends her eyes, like a pair of cute little crescents.

She picked up a page of manuscript paper on her desk and asked, "Are you studying religious culture now?" ”

"It's metaphysics." Jiang Ming took out a copy of the documents he had sorted.

Wang Yuwei quickly saw the subtlety and wondered: "Spell? Practice? ”

Jiang Ming motioned for her to sit down and began to talk about his experience during this time. On an autumn afternoon, the fallen leaves outside the window are scattered with a light rain, which is quiet and serene. There were two people in the room, Jiang Ming calmly recounted, Wang Yuwei listened quietly, everything was harmonious and quiet.

"You haven't told anyone about it, have you?" Wang Yuwei's expression was solemn.

Jiang Ming smiled: "Didn't you ask me about cultivating immortals, you care about me so much?" ”

"yes, I'm twenty-five and still haven't gotten married. For the sake of me caring so much about you, how about being my boyfriend? ”

"Don't make a fuss, I'll get down to business."

Wang Yuwei was dissatisfied: "My marriage is not serious? ”

Jiang Ming listened to the sound of her silver teeth grinding, and said solemnly: "We are talking about gods, don't get involved in mortal affairs." ”

"Do you really have the power to hold spells?" Wang Yuwei's expression was complicated.

Wang Yuwei seemed to be very interested in holding the spell, and Jiang Ming tried his best to explain it. As for the power of the mantra, except for reciting the Tao Te Ching at the beginning to get a Dao seed, and he didn't know what it was for, and then he tried his best to trigger the power of the mantra again.

Wang Yuwei left the next day, and Jiang Ming needed to go back and investigate some detailed documents to know the details of her cultivation. She said that she works in the Religious Affairs Bureau, and she can find out some information that ordinary people can't reach, which may be very helpful to Jiang Ming.

On the third day after she left, Jiang Ming received a notice from the school's communication room again that there was a package for him to sign for!

"What will it be this time?" Got the package, and like the last time, only his name was written.

Unwrapping the package is a letter with only four words: the place of sealing.

Then there are passports, air tickets, travel schedules, etc., and another 50,000 yuan.

The other party's meaning was obvious, Jiang Ming wanted to find the place of sealing recorded on the stone, so he had to go according to the distance he had arranged. As for the question of how the other party helped him get a passport, he didn't think about it. The person who arranged all this may have already obtained extraordinary power, possessing huge energy and power.

Jiang Ming took the route sheet and said to himself: "Do you want to wait for the little junior sister to send information before setting off?" ”

He couldn't guess what the other party's purpose was, what he could be sure of was that if he wanted to unlock the secrets of the Mythical Age, or even get more power, he had to go to the Sealed Land. Knowing the age of mythology and possessing extraordinary abilities, he has no reason to refuse an invitation from the Secret Man.

When Wang Yuwei was contacted by phone, she said that it would take some time to find information. Jiang Ming simply packed his things, put on his backpack and set out on the road to the Sealed Land.

The other party did not ask him when he would go to the Sealed Land, but the air tickets and bus tickets have frequent departures, and they will not be delayed indefinitely, which means that the other party has given a time limit, and he has no time to wait for Wang Yuwei's answer.

The leave slip was handed over to the dean's desk, for the sake of helping him tidy up the warehouse before, the leave slip also gave a reasonable reason for the absence, the dean of instruction approved a two-week long vacation, and Jiang Ming embarked on the road to the sealed land.

His salute was very simple, some water and food, and 50,000 yuan.

It's a long journey, a few hours of flying, then a long-distance shuttle and then a tour group. Time was tight, without a little superfluity and waste, and a day and a half later he arrived in a seaside city abroad.

By standard on the route sheet, he got off the bus halfway. When he arrived, he discovered that the place he was located in was world-famous. Apennine Peninsula, Gulf of Naples.

There is an ancient city that once disappeared overnight -- Pompeii!

He remembered the oracle bones on the golden stone. Pompeii was built more than 2,000 years ago, when China was in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the script used was oracle bone inscription.

"Is the Sealed Land any connection to Pompeii?" Jiang Ming's brows were deeply locked.

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