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

Chapter 235 Xichuan City

Here we must briefly introduce the terrain of Xichuan.

The entire Xichuan is extremely large. It is actually a huge basin surrounded by four mountain ranges!
Note that the "Xichuan" here refers to the Xichuan area, and what is behind Mo Yingge is the "Xichuan City".

Xichuan City is an ancient city and one of the two most important cities in the southwest. Shenhua Pass stands in a mountain range, close to the Shiwan Mountains.

The southwestern mountains are endless, and there are towering straight cliffs on both sides of Shenhua Pass, which are impossible for animals to climb up and birds to fly over. In front of it is a high mountain plain.

Only at Shenhua Pass does the mountain range seem to be suddenly interrupted, which is the weakest point of the entire mountain range.

This is also the main way for demons to enter the land of Xichuan, so our ancestors paid an unimaginable price to build a strong pass here!
Every brick and stone here is soaked in the blood of demons and ancestors, and will continue to be soaked in blood forever.

Zhu Meng only met Mo Yingge once. When he was patrolling here, he happened to encounter a beast tide and was very busy.

When Mo Yingge came back, an adjutant next door was about to go out. She quickly stopped him and told him that she was leaving and asked him to tell Councillor Zhu Meng.

"You can live in this yard as you like. The congressman has gone to pay a visit to the leader of the Western Army and will not be back for a while." The adjutant packed up his things and followed.

"Is it so serious? It has even alarmed the military chief!!"

Mo Yingge was shocked. Xichuan was naturally the headquarters of the Western Military Region, but their most important task was to keep an eye on the monsters in the Kunlun Mountains.

Kunlun Mountain is known as the "ancestor of all mountains", but in fact it is also the "ancestor of all monsters".

There must be monsters in every deep mountain and swamp. It is hard to imagine how many monsters there are in Kunlun Mountain. Even one of its branches, the Qinling Mountains, is so notorious that it requires the full force of the Central Qinling Military Region to suppress it. You can imagine the pressure on the Western Military Region!
On the Haiqing Plateau further west of Xichuan, a biting cold wind whistled past, blowing away a few white clouds in the sky, revealing an endless military camp below.

A tall man with slightly gray temples stood alone on the top of the mountains and looked out at East Kunlun.

"Captain of the Army, Councillor Zhu Meng is here." The herald folded his six-winged wind wings and landed.

"Well, I see."

Floating clouds covered the sky again.

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The car drove into Xichuan City. They entered from the South Gate which was good enough. They heard that the North Gate and the East Gate were already overcrowded. Ordinary people packed up their things and ran away. In this city, all formal wizards except high school magic apprentices were recruited, and now only ordinary people could go out.

Most of them will temporarily move to another main city in Xichuan, of course some will go down the Yangtze River and leave Xichuan to the east.

The once prosperous city became desolate overnight, with yellow leaves falling on the streets and alleys. Only a few old people were unwilling to leave their hometown and silently accompanied this ancient city.

"Why don't those old people leave? It's not an emergency yet, right?" Mo Yingge asked puzzledly.

"Of course not, it's just that these old people were born and raised here all their lives, and now even if they die they want to be buried in this land!" Fan Tingqiang said with a sigh.

"They don't want to leave in order to leave opportunities for young people. Although there is still time now, and we have the confidence to hold on, the panic among the people will spread. Only those who truly love this land and this city will choose to stay. This is also a trust in all magicians!" Yi Dingyuan said.

Mo Yingge looked out the window and saw a young man bringing his old father, but the old man shook his hand away and even sat on the ground stubbornly, unwilling to leave.

"I won't leave. Even if I die, I will die here!"

Everyone has their own way of choosing, and only a very few will remain.

"You still need to gather some people. I'll go to the museum first and hope there are still people there." Mo Yingge said sympathetically. She was just brought along along the way and would not trouble others.

"Wind Track!" There was no one around, Mo Yingge released the Wind Track, and the wind blew under his feet, and he walked as fast as the wind.

It is not allowed to use magic at will in the city. Generally, only elementary magic can be used. In theory, the use of intermediate magic must be reported. As for high-level magic, it is absolutely not allowed, even near the city!
Basic magic has little power, and destroying a house is a big deal; intermediate magic is different, it can cover a range of tens or even hundreds of meters, and can destroy streets; and high-level magic is enough to change the celestial phenomena, and the destruction it causes is incomparable to intermediate magic. One spell can destroy an entire city district!
Running on the wide road, Mo Yingge drove the navigation all the way. The main road was congested, so she simply ran in the alleys and on the rooftops, showing off her extreme moves.

“Phew~ This is it!”

After tidying up her messy clothes, Mo Yingge finally arrived at the city museum.

There were a lot of people at the door, seemingly packing up their things.

"What are you doing? Moving some of the collection?"

Mo Yingge was shocked. It seemed like the museum was packing up and running away. Why were those angry people still tracking them down?

"The most valuable things must be kept properly. They may have been moved away long ago. Now we have to evacuate these not-so-precious but valuable items. This is a beast tide that only happens once in a hundred years. We can't destroy these treasures!"

A researcher stood up and explained that he was not afraid that Mo Yingge was a person with ulterior motives, because there was a team of guardian mages and the hunter mages they hired standing next to him.

"Oh, I see. Doesn't that mean the museum is empty?"

Mo Yingge showed a look of regret, she had originally wanted to come and take a look.

"Not all of them have been moved away. This is the last batch. The remaining items are of low value. They will remain here. After all, we are just in case." The man shook his head and said.

"Then can I go in and take a look now?" Mo Yingge asked with his eyes lighting up.

"Go ahead. We don't even charge you for a ticket now." The researcher laughed and sealed the hard box.

Mo Yingge took a look at it. It was a magic sealing talisman, something that could not be found on the market. It could seal an object and create a restriction once it was pasted on. However, its uses were also rare. It was quite suitable to use it here.

"Uh……"

Looking at the empty museum, Mo Yingge finally understood why she was told to come in freely. The entire museum was frighteningly empty, and those guys wanted to tear down the walls.

But she did meet an old man who was looking around.

"Old sir, please come and take a look now. This museum has been emptied and there is nothing to see anymore." Mo Yingge said to him.

"I know. I am the curator of this museum."

The old man took off his glasses and said with a smile.

"Ah, this..." Mo Yingge felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"And it's not like there's nothing here. There are still some things in the local exhibition hall that haven't been moved away. They're just stones though. If you're interested, I can take you to see them?" the curator asked somewhat listlessly.

"OK!"

Mo Yingge said with a smile.

Thanks to 『Feng Yun Jie Tian』, 『Gai Xin』 and 『Hong Fei Gu Yue Ying』 for their monthly ticket support!

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