Deep in Jiang Qiao's spiritual world, a watch suddenly appeared.
It is vast and boundless, and it seems to be as big as the spiritual world is.
There are 118 symbols engraved on it. Among them, only the symbols written with "h" and "o" are dimly lit, while the others are still dark.
In addition, there are countless strange runes surrounding the table.
One of those runes also lit up, it was the capital letter "t".
However, Jiang Qiao, who was immersed in his dream, was unaware of the mysterious changes taking place deep in his spirit.
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jingle--
Jiang Qiao slapped off the alarm clock.
With a clatter, the poor alarm clock fell to the floor. It worked diligently day and night, but it ended up like this every day.
Jiang Qiao glanced at the ground in confusion.
"6:47!"
Damn it! Jiang Qiao's heart suddenly stopped, and his sleepiness had already flown to nowhere.
He jumped out of bed, picked up his school uniform and put it on.
After brushing his teeth carelessly and pouring two handfuls of water on his face, Jiang Qiao grabbed his schoolbag and ran outside the house.
Morning self-study at 7:20, now it's 6:55... As long as I can catch the subway before 7:00, I'll have time.
Jiang Qiao stared at his watch while speeding down the alley.
The alley happens to be located near a subway entrance, and the alley closest to the subway entrance happens to be Cheng Ruoxi's home.
"Meow meow meow?"
Jiang Qiao was about to run out of the alley when he suddenly heard a familiar cat meow.
When he looked back, what he saw made his jaw drop in shock.
The door of Cheng Ruoxi's house was locked, and Cheng Xiaohei was on the courtyard wall of her house, flying from one side of the courtyard wall to the other.
If you were an ordinary person, you might just think that this cat just has a rare jumping ability.
But Jiang Qiao could see that this was completely against biology!
In other words, the cat is flying!
He couldn't find a more reasonable explanation other than magic.
Xiao Hei is probably not far away from becoming a spirit... Jiang Qiao sighed secretly.
Since seeing magic, he seems to have become immune to all strange things to a certain extent.
A light door connecting two worlds, a magical witch and a flying cat... But in just one week, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.
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It's not the morning rush hour yet, so there aren't many people in the subway station.
Jiang Qiao caught up with the seven o'clock subway train and found a seat in an empty corner of the train.
Taking advantage of the twenty minutes of commuting, he was going to take out the drawing with the second-order magic and look at it.
However, after thinking for a while, he decided to forget it and took out the review materials instead.
After watching, Jiang Qiao raised his head and rolled his eyes to relieve his fatigue.
At this moment, he noticed that a long-haired man was staring at him unabashedly, looking crazy.
He was sitting at the other end of the carriage. The jacket on his upper body was a little worn, and there were two seams in the trouser legs. The shoulder bag he was holding in his arms had two patches sewn on.
He kept mumbling something at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes became more and more fierce.
He looked like he was not in his right mind...Jiang Qiao felt uncomfortable when he looked at him, so he looked to the other side.
Who knows, the long-haired man suddenly stood up.
"It's you...it's you!" He pointed at Jiang Qiao, approaching with his footsteps, and messy saliva came out of his mouth.
Those unreasonable words collided in the carriage, tearing apart the quiet air.
People in the subway stopped what they were doing and looked at him.
"No, don't destroy this world...please!"
The long-haired man suddenly knelt on the ground, tears flying on his painfully twisted face.
"Go back, go back to your world..." He crawled over step by step, like a wriggling worm.
Some people gave way, some picked up their cell phones to take pictures, and some called the police with anxious expressions.
Jiang Qiao looked solemnly at the long-haired man slowly crawling toward him, his right hand hidden in his schoolbag.
No one saw that his wrist lit up and went out.
An exquisite magic circle is depicted there!
Last night, Sylvie told him:
"The ultimate purpose of the magic circle is to communicate with the elemental spirits, so as long as the effect can be achieved, the location and method are not limited."
After that, he boldly drew a magic circle on his wrist.
Arc magic!
You can't use magic in public... Jiang Qiao stared nervously at the mentally disturbed long-haired man, who was getting closer and closer, his face alternating between pain and hatred.
But he did no harm.
Fortunately, in less than half a minute, the subway arrived at the next stop.
"Security, someone is mentally ill here!"
He observed with his peripheral vision that someone called subway security.
"Sir, please sit back down." Two security guards rushed in and blocked the man.
They didn't understand the situation and thought it was a simple passenger dispute.
"This gentleman..." One of the security guards raised his hand, trying to help the long-haired man up.
Unexpectedly, the long-haired man bit the security guard's arm hard.
"Ah -" the security guard cried out in pain, trying to pull out his arm.
"Rabies, he must have rabies!" one passenger screamed.
The onlookers immediately backed away a few meters to both sides of the carriage, fearing that he would bite them.
The bitten security guard pulled out his arm, which was stained with blood.
"Crazy guy!" The two security guards finally realized that this was not a normal person, so they forcibly lifted the long-haired man's arms and lifted him out of the subway.
While he was being lifted out of the subway, he was still staring at Jiang Qiao, his expression constantly changing:
"You are the savior, you are the destroyer..."
...
Jiang Qiao didn't know how he walked to school. Along the way, he was thinking about what happened on the subway.
That long-haired man is definitely not a simple psychopath...
Could it be that he knows I have magic in me?
Fortunately, he has been taken away by the security guards, and may have been locked up in a mental hospital, so we will not have any more intersections.
Jiang Qiao hurried towards the school, he already had some concerns.
There are still undercurrents surging in peaceful times.
He needs to speed up the pace of learning magic to protect himself and the people he loves.
When I meet Sylvie next time, I will understand the source of that irritability.
Get rid of it and learn more powerful magic!
On the horizon, the golden sun has risen. Jiang Qiao just walked towards the sun.
...
On the other side, Paristia, on the outskirts of Floating City, is the Moonlight Church.
The surrounding murals looked particularly sacred under the early morning sunlight. The patriarch was kneeling on the top of the steps, making routine prayers to the statue of the goddess.
"Master Patriarch, the latest issue of the Magic Annual is out," the one-eyed Ion knelt down on one knee, holding a helmet in one hand, "Both the Water Mage and the Thunder Mage have provided explanations for that paper."
"Oh? What did they say?" The Patriarch turned back.