Here we must briefly introduce the terrain of Xichuan.
The entire Xichuan is extremely huge. It is actually a huge basin surrounded by four mountains!
Note that 'Xichuan' here refers to the Xichuan area, and the one behind Mo Yingge is '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 Shiwan Mountain.
The mountains in the southwest are endless, and there are towering and straight rock walls on both sides of Shenhua Pass. Beasts cannot climb up, and birds cannot fly. In front of it is a high mountain and flat land.
Only here at Shenhua Pass, the mountain range seems to be suddenly interrupted, which is the weakest point in the entire mountain range.
This is also the main way for demons to enter the land of Xichuan, so the ancestors paid an unimaginable price to build a great pass here!
Every brick and stone here is soaked in the blood of demons and ancestors, and it will continue to be soaked in blood forever.
Zhu Meng only met Mo Yingge once. When he came here during his inspection, he happened to catch up with the beast tide and was very busy.
When Mo Yingge came back, an adjutant next door was about to go out. She quickly stopped him, explained that she was leaving, and asked him to speak to Councilor Zhu Meng.
"You can live in this courtyard as long as you like. The congressman has already gone to meet the leader of the Western Army and won't be back for a while." The adjutant packed his things and wanted to follow.
"So serious? The military leader has been alerted!!"
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 demons in the deep mountains and swamps. It is unimaginable how many demons there are on the Kunlun Mountains. Even one of its remaining branches, the Qinling Mountains, is already notorious and requires the full strength of the Central Qinling Military Region to suppress it. You can imagine the pressure of the Western Military Region!
On the Haiqing Plateau further west of Xichuan, a biting cold wind howled by, and a few white clouds in the sky were blown away, revealing a continuous military camp below.
A tall man with slightly white temples stood alone on the top of the mountains and looked at East Kunlun.
"Commander Chief, Senator Zhu Meng is here." The herald retracted his six wind wings and landed.
"Well, I understand."
Floating clouds cover the sky again.
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The car drove into Xichuan City. It was good that they entered through the south gate. I heard that the north and east gates were already overcrowded. Ordinary people packed up their things and ran away. Except for the high school magic apprentices, there were no formal officials in this city. All mages have been drafted, and now only ordinary people can go out.
Most of them will temporarily move to another main city in Xichuan. Of course, some will go east along the Yangtze River and leave Xichuan.
The originally bustling city became desolate overnight, with yellow leaves falling on the streets and alleys. Only some old people were unwilling to leave their homeland and stayed with this ancient city silently.
"Why don't those old people leave? They're not that desperate, right?" Mo Yingge asked in confusion.
"Of course not, it's just that these old people have been born and raised here all their lives, and now they have to be buried in this land even if they die!" Fan Tingqiang said with a sigh.
"They are unwilling to leave because they want to leave opportunities to young people. Although there is still time, not to mention that 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 Choosing to stay is also a sign of trust in all magicians!" Yi Dingyuan said.
Mo Yingge looked out the window. A young man was bringing his old father, but the old man shook his hand away and even sat stubbornly on the ground, unwilling to leave.
"If I don't leave, even if I die, I will die here!"
Everyone has their own way of choosing, and there are only a handful left.
"You still need to recruit people. I'll go to the museum myself first and have a look. I hope there are still people there." Mo Yingge said considerately. She was just brought here along the way and would not trouble others.
"Wind track!"
With no one around, Mo Yingge releases the wind track, creating wind under his feet, and his steps are as fast as flying.
The free use of magic is not allowed 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 close to the city!
The power of elementary magic is small, and it can destroy a house; the middle-level magic is different, and it can easily destroy the streets within a range of tens or even hundreds of meters; and high-level magic is enough to change the sky and destroy everything. Intermediate magic is incomparable, a single magic can destroy an entire city!
Running on the wide road, Mo Yingge drove the navigation all the way. The main road was too congested, so she simply ran in the alleys and on the rooftops, showing off her extreme moves.
"Huh~ This is it!"
After sorting out his messy clothes, Mo Yinge finally arrived at the downtown museum.
There were many people at the door, seemingly packing their things.
"What are you doing? Moving some collections?"
Mo Yingge was shocked. This museum seemed to have packed up its things and ran away. How could the blood-wrathed people bother to investigate?
"The most valuable things must be kept properly. They may have been moved long ago. Now these are not too precious but have a lot of value. We have to follow the evacuation. This is a once-in-a-century beast tide. We cannot Destroy these treasures!”
A researcher stood up and explained that he was not afraid that Mo Yingge had ulterior motives, because there was a team of defensive mages and the hunting mages they hired standing next to him.
"Oh, I see, then won't this museum be vacated?"
Mo Yingge showed a look of pity. She originally wanted to come and take a look.
"It's not like they have all been moved. This is the last batch. The remaining items are all of low value. They will always stay 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 shining.
"Go ahead, you won't be charged for tickets now." The researcher laughed and sealed the hard box.
Mo Yingge took a look and saw that it was a magic sealing talisman. It was something that could not be seen on the market at all. It could seal an object with one stick and create a kind of restriction. However, its uses were equally rare, so it was quite appropriate to use it here.
"Well……"
Looking at the empty museum, Mo Yinge finally understood why she was asked to enter casually. The whole museum was so empty that those guys wanted to tear down the walls.
But she did meet an old man who was looking around.
"Old sir, why don't you come and take a look now? This museum has been evacuated and there is nothing to see anymore." Mo Yingge said to him.
"I know, I am the curator of this museum."
The old gentleman took off his eyes and said with a smile.
"Ah..." Mo Yinge felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
"And it's not like there's nothing left here. There are still some things that haven't been moved out of the local exhibition hall. Although they are all stones, if you are interested, I will take you to see them?" the curator asked with some waning interest.
"OK!"
Mo Yingge said with a smile.
Thanks to "Feng Yun Jie Tian", "Gai Xin" and "Hong Fei Gu Yueying" for their monthly ticket support!
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Wish book friends long and healthy life!
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