Full-time Mage: I am Mo Fan's sister

Chapter 211 The Old Priest's Discovery
“Auntie, I want to see Huo Huo!”

Mo Yingge was originally sitting cross-legged in meditation, but was awakened by a little kid pulling at the corner of her clothes.

A round-faced little boy with a sky-high bun was looking at her expectantly. He was Dashan’s son - Xiaoshan.

"Okay, okay, I'll show you."

Mo Yingge sighed softly. She was only twenty years old, why was she being called auntie?

But looking at this five-year-old kid, er, fifteen years apart, it doesn't seem unreasonable to call her aunt.
It's not outrageous!!!

(へ╮)
With a light snap of her fingers, a cluster of small flames suddenly appeared at Mo Yingge's fingertips, swaying slightly in the wind, like a beautiful woman dancing.

"Wow~"

The little guy exclaimed. He didn't understand any metaphors, but he was already five years old and knew that the most revered thing in the tribe was fire. This reverence passed down from generation to generation had long been engraved in their bones and integrated into their blood.

Xiaoshan stared with his big, shiny black eyes, squatted on the ground, supported his round face with his little hands, and stared straight at the small flame.

Mo Yingge likes children very much. They are simple and pure, like a blank piece of paper. No matter what color they will be in the future, now they are just little elves without having experienced the world.

Whether they are naughty or well-behaved, they will only make people feel cute.

Although Xiaoshan was not as cute and bright as the children she had seen in the city, he even had dust on his face and body, and occasionally had a runny nose.

But his eyes were so clear and bright that Mo Yingge had never seen eyes like them before.

"Have you seen enough, little one?"

Mo Yingge rubbed her fingertips and the flame went out. Xiaoshan's expression suddenly changed, he looked aggrieved, as if Mo Yingge had done something bad to bully a child.

"Auntie, I want to hear a story!"

The people in the mountains may be closed and independent, but they are not ignorant. Xiaoshan was taught by his father not to bother others all the time, so even though he still wanted to see the flames, he changed his request.

"Okay, but you have to call me sister first."

Mo Yingge reached out and pulled Xiaoshan's round face, which was soft and full of flesh.

"Buyao, Babasuo, call me auntie!"

"Snapped!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yingge slapped him on the head and rolled his eyes. That Dashan was so ungrateful and treated his savior like this?
The girl was really touched!

Mo Yingge leaned against a big rock, and the hill also climbed up. She listened to her stories about the outside world, with cars, airplanes, tall buildings, the desert sand, and the endless ocean...

Unconsciously, the seeds of desire have been planted, waiting to take root, sprout and grow healthily in the future.

The whole village is actually very large.

This was the conclusion Mo Yingge came to after his visit.

It is called a village, but in fact it is a small town in the mountains.

Early in the morning, the hardworking Dashan and his wife began to work. Magicians also need to eat. Dashan is only a beginner magician and it is impossible for him to go out hunting monsters to make a living. He probably has no future in magic in this life.

However, as he had awakened the wind magic, he usually took on a job of patrolling the mountains and was able to receive some support from the village.

This was also the reason why he ran into Mo Yingge at that time.

The faces of the Dashan couple were filled with smiles because the annual Fire Festival was about to begin.

But Mo Yingge was not at his house. She was invited by the old doctor, who was also the priest of the village, to find out the situation. "I came out from the tunnel dug by the mole beast. I didn't know I used fire magic at that time, so I had a misunderstanding with the mountain. It was just a coincidence." Mo Yingge said.

"We call the mole beasts Waba here. We must deal with the place you mentioned. We cannot let the danger get close to the village."

The old priest was tall and mighty. He held a long black staff in his hand and spoke with great authority.

"Indeed, fortunately the mole beasts only dug here and did not come out to threaten the village. However, they dare not show up for the time being. There was an accident before and hundreds of mole beasts died." Mo Yingge said vaguely to reassure them.

"That's good." The old priest's eyes moved slightly.

"I don't know when someone from your group will come out of the mountain. Can you take me out? I can't find your place on the map."

Mo Yingge smiled bitterly. She came to the priest to ask for something. This village was not on the map, so who knows how to get back?

“We don’t have much contact with the outside world, but sometimes people visit us, just like you, and sometimes they come unexpectedly.

Originally, the Traveling Merchants Guild was supposed to come to our Fire Festival these days and bring us some things, but they didn’t come this year, so now you are the only outsider in the village.”

The old priest said slowly that he had not been out for many years, and the changes in the outside world he knew about were all learned from accidental victims like Mo Yingge and the annual traveling merchants.

They are located deep in the Ten Thousand Mountains, with monsters everywhere along the way and dangers lurking on all sides. However, in order to make money, those people can overcome any crisis or difficulty.

But this year it broke the promise.

Although the village continued to function without them, the lack of information still cast a shadow over the old priest's heart. What had happened that caused the communication to be completely cut off?

When things go wrong, there must be a demon!
At his age, he has seen too many things. There are not so many accidents in the world. Natural disasters are rare, but man-made disasters are common.

"Then I can only go out by myself?"

Mo Yingge frowned. She was not directionally challenged, but there was no reference point in this place. How could she find the way? Could she only follow the general direction and try to go back?

This is a bit difficult!
"You saved Dashan, so our village will naturally not ignore it. I will send someone to take you there. Then you can go a little further west and cross a few mountains. There will be an outpost there. When you get there, you will be able to find the way back." The old priest was still very reliable and pointed out a way for Mo Yingge.

"But you have to wait until we finish the Fire Festival tomorrow before we can send you out. No one can be left out of the Fire Festival."

"No hurry, no hurry. I like it here very much. Can I also participate in the Fire Festival?"

Mo Yingge waved her hand. She really liked this place, with its beautiful scenery and simple folk customs.

The Fire Festival is a special festival that does not exist in the outside world. It would be a real regret in life if you don't participate in it.

"Of course, you're welcome to join us!"

The old priest laughed loudly, his voice deep and powerful.

"Master Priest." Someone shouted outside.

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first." Mo Yingge heard someone outside, so he said goodbye to the old priest.

After Mo Yingge left, the old priest's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the aura he exuded directly overwhelmed the person who had just entered, but it only circulated in this small room.

He stared at the top of the staff in his hand, where a barely perceptible golden light was gradually fading.
"Has the chosen one finally appeared?"

"God bless our people!"

I wish all my book friends good health and longevity!

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(End of this chapter)