Full-time Mage, I am Mo Fan and his sister

Chapter 239 Revealed Saintess Identity
"The curator has already left, and now the only people left in the museum are those who are still guarding." When Yu Yong saw that Moyingge met an acquaintance, he went in and inquired, but what he got was that the curator had left. information.

As the owner of a museum, he must be the person who knows all the cultural relics best, not to mention that he himself is a senior researcher, and he personally presided over the research on stone carvings.

"Isn't the curator also cultivated, can he leave Xichuan City?" Mo Yinge asked casually.

"Treat the specific situation in detail. The curator himself is old, and he has not practiced for a long time, so his strength has long been inferior to before. I don't know if he can release magic now? It is not enough to let an old man die, let alone the museum. At this time, we can't lose his stability." Lan Miaoyi explained.

"I still think that everyone should be treated equally." Moyingge shrugged and said, "I didn't expect the person to disappear as soon as I turned around. It's true that I can't wait to run away."

"How could it be that he ran away? Huh?" Lan Miaoyi suddenly got stuck in the middle of her words.

"Uh, you don't mean to say that the curator is stealing himself, do you?" Mo Yinge said with her face pressed against her in astonishment.

"Although it's just a guess, it's not impossible. It may be that the curator discovered something extraordinary and thought carefully, and then hired a group of people to act." Lan Miaoyi narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth There are small dimples sunken slightly, and a sly look flashes in the eyes.

She is most interested in these things!

"Let's investigate the curator! Maybe it's really him who guards and steals?"

"This girl is right. I'll ask other people in detail. It would be interesting if she guards herself." Yu Yong didn't intervene at first, but finally spoke lightly. Obviously, he also had a little doubt.

As a qualified hunter, the slightest clue cannot be let go.

"Then we'll go and investigate, but don't you need to go back?" Mo Yinge poked Lan Miaoyi beside her, she didn't forget that this guy said that she came out to buy snacks.

"Well, I'd better go back and talk about it, or you will come with me? My grandma doesn't have a mobile phone at home, so I have to go back and talk about it." Lan Miaoyi looked at Mo Yinge and said.

"Okay, no rush, let's go!" Mo Yinge nodded towards Yu Yong, and left the museum with Lan Miaoyi.

……

"Grandma, I'm back. I have something to go out. Don't worry if you are at home. If my mother comes back, tell her for me!"

Lan Miaoyi started yelling when the door was only half opened.

Lan Miaoyi's family still lives in a small villa, but some vegetables are planted in the yard, which looks very rural.

Mo Yinge knew that this guy's parents were both teachers of Xichuan Academy, so it could almost be judged that both of them were high-level magicians, otherwise it wouldn't make sense.

In Huaguo, schools are the places where magicians are most concentrated. Besides, only military camps can have such a dense concentration of magicians.

Especially the top universities, where the best teachers and students gather together, and the students inside are all talented youngsters from all over the world, all of whom are famous in their respective hometowns, and the teachers who teach them are naturally not easy, only high-level magic Teachers have the real teaching conditions!

So it is not surprising that Lan Miaoyi lives in the villa Moyingge.

It's just that she seems to have forgotten one thing.

"Where are you going, Miao Yi? Isn't it safe outside?" An old woman with white hair and childlike face came out, her eyes suddenly fixed on Mo Yinge.

"Hey, hello!" Mo Yinge also immediately recognized that this was the Lord of Lanzhai whom she had seen in the village. At that time, she said that she knew Lan Miaoyi, but now she bumped into another head on.

It's okay, the old woman came to Xichuan City, which means that Lanzhai has all moved away, but Mo Yinge still has an embarrassing identity now.

"Mr. Saintess, why are you here? It's a sin for me not to greet you in advance!"

The old woman suddenly became terrified. Not only did she see the clan imprint being absorbed by Moyingge, but she also witnessed the scene of her incarnation as an ancestor god. At that time, she knelt on the ground and had already piously believed that this was the saint bestowed by heaven.

"Huh?" ×2
Mo Yinge covered her face with a wry smile, and sure enough things went astray in the direction she didn't want to see.

Lan Miaoyi was dumbfounded, her little head turned back and forth between her grandmother and Mo Yinge.

"Grandma, what's going on between you two? Why do I feel a little bit wrong!" Lan Miaoyi had a big question in her little head.

"What nonsense are you kidding, this is the saint I told you about before, come and worship with me!" Unexpectedly, grandma didn't care about her doubts, and she was about to fall down on the ground In front of Mo Yinge.

"Hey, hey, there's no need to salute, I've got my heart and my heart!" Mo Yinge was also taken aback, and was even inspired by the power of spatial thought, and urged the two of them not to do anything exaggerated.

Then Lan Miaoyi, who was dizzy, was dragged into the room by her grandmother to make up Mo Yinge's identity.

"According to the rules of the clan, after I die, you will be the priest of our Lanzhai. Of course, now that Lanzhai has been disbanded, some people followed me to Xichuan City to pursue a new life in the outside world. It belongs to the other two villages, so I won’t mention those old customs, but the saint is different, she is the saint of all of us, we must respect her and obey her.”

Grandma explained a lot of truths, in the final analysis, there was an extra layer of complicated relationship between herself and Mo Yinge.

Well, maybe it can be understood as the relationship between the superior and the subordinate?
After all, all priests obey the orders of the saint. This is an ancient myth and legend that has been passed down, and every villager knows it.

"Today is different. Now is not the feudal era hundreds of years ago. We should believe in magic, put people first, and treat each other as equals!" Moyingge said so seriously that he almost believed it.

"My Lady of Saintess!"

"Hey eh?!"

Lan Miaoyi: Laugh (˙▽˙)
Moyingge: Muzzy Σ()

"Stop making trouble." Mo Yinge rolled her eyes, and lightly gave Lan Miaoyi this little girl's brains. She had already seen that this guy is not a peaceful master, and just likes to make trouble.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooth

"Let's go first, grandma, don't worry"

Moyingge didn't dare to sit too much, so he hurriedly dragged the sick guy to run away.

　Thank you "Wu She" for the reward!

　　Bless the book friends, stay healthy and long!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)