Golden Forbidden Land: I am at the highest level, exploring the secrets of immortality

Jinshi Pavilion!

Such a store name suddenly appeared in my mind. At that time, I remember Wang Yishan took out a strange stone. It was almost transparent, even as crystal clear as a glass block, but the strange thing was that there was a ball of flame wrapped in the stone. It seems that the internal structure has different ingredients and is somewhat similar to the flame.

Fortunately, that store also had contact information, so I quickly asked someone to find out about the owner of Jinshi Pavilion.

The best way to do this is to inquire about the bag in town. I have a normal relationship with him, but as soon as money is mentioned, it is different. I quickly contacted Bao to inquire. As soon as he heard that I was looking for the boss of Jinshi Pavilion, he had a gloomy look on the other end of the phone, "No need to inquire!"

"Why, is this matter difficult for you too?"

I was a little surprised, it was the first time I heard this kid talk like this.

"How to contact the dead?"

he said.

"What, dead? What's going on?" This really didn't occur to me. I imagined that Wang Yishan was a very strong man, so why did he just die?

"It's been three days. He was burned to death."

Bao inquired and said, "This is strange. Nothing in the whole store was burned. He was the only one who was burned to death. He was burned alive into a pile of charcoal. He was still holding a stone in his hand when he died. "

"The stone, is there still a ball of flame wrapped in it?" I took the opportunity to ask quickly.

"It's nothing, it's just a transparent crystal." Bao asked, "Brother, why are you asking about this?"

"No...nothing."

I quickly hung up the phone.

Isn't it the same stone I've seen? But this accident is too strange, isn't it? He was burned to death, but the fire did not cause any flammable substances. Why is this?

On the afternoon of the third day, I received an interview notice saying that I had passed the exam and that I needed to be interviewed by some experienced experts. On that day, eight people from our school participated in the interview. I don’t know why, but only two people were needed. This made some of us have some opinions. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have bothered so much. It wasn't certain whether I could get in or not. But now that I was going through all the trouble, I had a lot of opinions at the time.

The interview location was chosen in the No. 1 teaching building of our school. The leaders of the school also paid special attention to this matter. Although only two people were admitted in the end, the pomp and circumstance still had to go, and in their words, the opportunity was rare, and if it happened, it would be like smoke rising from your ancestral grave.

We lined up right at the door.

A person in front of me walked in and came out dejected. It seemed like there was nothing left to do.

"It's like a special forces selection."

I said quietly to myself.

"Brother, this is more powerful than the special forces. You see... the kid who went in just now is the son of a staff member of the Hannan Archaeological Institute. He wants to climb up. He goes in with his head held high, but he comes out dejected."

A dark man behind me said to me.

"Then why are you here?" I asked him.

"I'm bored, let's come out and play." The man smiled.

My mentality is quite good, but... I don't think there's anything going on.

"No. 3 Lin Yu."

Someone announced at the door of the teaching building.

"arrive!"

I responded quickly, and the man looked at me with a frown and a serious look on his face, as if I owed him money. There was something ominous about that expression.

Then I followed her all the way through the corridor and walked forward for about five or six minutes. I don’t know how they arranged the teaching building. It was very deserted and I didn’t see anyone except us.

Finally, at a corner on the second floor, in a very inconspicuous place, the man stopped, opened the door and asked me to come in.

Originally, this was a small space for displaying some sundries.

I opened the door hesitantly...

Inside, there was only one person with his back to me. He didn't turn around when he saw me coming in. He just stared out the window.

"Hello, I am Lin Yu..."

After a while, I spoke, ready to give an excellent and perfect self-introduction.

But he stretched out his hand to signal, interrupting me.

"Lin Yu?" At this time, he turned around, looked at me, and then opened a stack of information. He frowned for a long time before looking up at me.

"Why do you want to join our plan?"

"Because as an archeology student myself, since I have chosen..."

"alright……"

He seemed to be used to this kind of stereotyped answer, and motioned for me to stop talking, "I have read your information and your thesis... your grandfather is... Lin Dasheng?"

He seemed a little surprised.

I nodded.

He then took me to another room, which was very spacious and not worthy of being rigorous. Two professors in their 60s and 70s were sitting on the stage, and there were a few assistants around them who were organizing documents. It wasn't until I came in that they Put down what you are doing.

"Classmate, please sit down here."

The assistant on the side looked at me dumbfounded for a long time before saying with a smile.

"oh."

I quickly sat on the chair below.

At this moment, seeing their eyes, I felt like I had done something wrong and was waiting for the final verdict...