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

Chapter 239: The Saint's Identity Revealed
"The director has left, and now only those people with cultivation are still guarding the museum." When Yu Yong saw Mo Yingge met an acquaintance, he went in to ask, but what he got was the news that the director had left.

As the head of a museum, he must be the person who knows all the cultural relics best. Moreover, he is a senior researcher himself and he personally presided over the research on the stone carvings.

"Doesn't the curator also have cultivation skills? Can he leave Xichuan City?" Mo Yingge asked casually.

"We need to deal with each case individually. The curator is old, and he hasn't practiced for many years. His strength is no longer as good as before. I wonder if he can still cast magic now? We don't need to let an old man go to die, and the museum can't lose his stability at this time." Lan Miaoyi explained.

"I still think we should treat everyone equally." Mo Yingge shrugged and said, "I didn't expect that the person disappeared as soon as I turned around. It's like he was running away and couldn't wait any longer."

"How could he run away? Ran away?" Lan Miaoyi was suddenly stuck in the middle of her words.

"Uh, you don't mean to say that the director is stealing from the company, right?" Mo Yingge said in surprise, his face close to hers.

"Although it's just a guess, it's not impossible. It's possible that the curator discovered something incredible and then had some ideas, and then he found a group of people to act out it." Lan Miaoyi narrowed her eyes, the dimples at the corners of her mouth were slightly sunken, and a cunning look flashed in her eyes.

She is most interested in these things!

"Let's go investigate the curator! Maybe he is the one who really stole the money?"

"This girl is right. I will ask other people in detail. It would be interesting if they were embezzlers." Yu Yong did not interrupt at first, but finally spoke calmly. It was obvious that he also had some doubts.

As a qualified hunter, no clue can be missed.

"Then let's go and investigate, but you don't have to go back, right?" Mo Yingge poked Lan Miaoyi beside her. She did not forget that this guy said he came out to buy snacks.

"Well, I'd better go back and tell her. How about you come with me? My grandma doesn't have a cell phone at home, so I have to go back and tell her." Lan Miaoyi said to Mo Yingge.

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

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

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

Lan Miaoyi still lives in a small villa, but there are some vegetables planted in the yard, which makes it look very pastoral.

Mo Yingge knew that this guy's parents were both teachers at Xichuan Academy, so it could almost be concluded that both of them were high-level magicians, otherwise it would not make sense.

In China, academies are the places where magicians are most concentrated. Apart from these, only military camps can have such a dense concentration of magicians.

Especially in the top universities, the best teachers and students gather together. The students are all talented teenagers from all over the world, each of them is famous in their hometown. The teachers who teach them are naturally extraordinary. Only high-level magicians have the real teaching conditions!

So it’s not surprising that Lan Miaoyi lives in Mo Yingge’s villa.

But she seemed to have forgotten one thing.

"Miaoyi, where are you going? It's not safe outside right now?" An old lady with white hair and a youthful face came out and suddenly fixed her eyes on Mo Yingge. "Hey, hello!" Mo Yingge also recognized at once that this was the head of Lan Village whom she had seen in the village. At that time, she said that she knew Lan Miaoyi, but now she ran into him again.

This is nothing. The old woman’s arrival in Xichuan City means that everyone in Lanzhai has moved out, but Mo Yingge herself still has an awkward identity.

"How come you are here, Saint Lady? It is a sin for me not to greet you in advance!"

The old woman suddenly became terrified. Not only did she see the clan mark being absorbed by Mo Yingge, but she also witnessed with her own eyes the scene of her transforming into the ancestor god. At that time, she knelt on the ground and devoutly believed that this was the saint sent by God.

"Huh?"×2
Mo Yingge covered her face and smiled bitterly. Sure enough, things were going in a direction that she didn't want to see.

Lan Miaoyi was stunned, her little head moving back and forth between her grandmother and Mo Yingge.

"Grandma, what's going on between you two? Why do I feel like something's not right!" A big question popped up in Lan Miaoyi's little head.

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? This is the Saint Lady I told you about before. Come here and worship with me!" Unexpectedly, her grandmother ignored her doubts and forced her to fall in front of Mo Yingge.

"Hey, hey, hey, no need to salute, I understand!" Mo Yingge was also shocked, and even stimulated the power of space and thought, which warned the two not to do anything exaggerated.

Then, Lan Miaoyi, who was feeling dizzy, was dragged into the house by her grandmother to imagine Mo Yingge's identity.

"According to the rules of our tribe, after I die you will be the priestess of our Blue Village. Of course, the Blue Village has been disbanded now. Some people followed me to Xichuan City to pursue a new life in the outside world, and some people who did not want to leave returned to the other two villages, so I will not mention those old customs. But the Saint is different. She is the Saint to all of us, and we must respect and obey her."

Grandma talked about a lot of reasons, but in the final analysis, it was just that there was an extra layer of complexity in the relationship between her and Mo Yingge.

Well, maybe it can be understood as a relationship between superiors and subordinates?
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.

"Things are different now. This is not the feudal era of hundreds of years ago. We should believe in magic, put people first, and treat each other equally!" Mo Yingge said it so seriously that he almost believed it.

"Lord Saint!"

“Eh hey hey?!”

Lan Miaoyi: Smile (˙▽˙)
Mo Yingge: ConfusedΣ()

"Stop making trouble, okay?" Mo Yingge rolled her eyes and slapped Lan Miaoyi on the head. She had long seen that this girl was not a quiet person and just liked to make trouble.

"Wow, is Her Majesty going to abandon me, the little priest candidate? I'm so sad. How heartless~" Lan Miaoyi was still reveling in herself, deeply immersed in it and unable to extricate herself.

"We're leaving first, don't worry, grandma."

Mo Yingge didn't dare to sit any longer and quickly grabbed the sick guy and ran away.

Thanks to 『Wushe』 for the reward!

I wish all my book friends good health and longevity!
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(End of this chapter)