"The curator has left, and now only those people with cultivation skills are still guarding the museum." When Yu Yong saw that Mo Yinge met an acquaintance, he went in and asked, but what he got was that the curator had left. information.
As the head of a museum, he must be the person who knows the most about all cultural relics, not to mention that he is a senior researcher himself, and he personally presided over the research on the stone carvings.
"Doesn't the curator also have some cultivation? Can he leave Xichuan City?" Mo Yinge asked casually.
"The specific situation should be dealt with on a case-by-case basis. The curator himself is old and has not practiced for many years. His strength has long been inferior to before. I wonder if he can still release magic now? It is not like letting an old man die, let alone the museum. We cannot lose his stable condition at this time." Lan Miaoyi explained.
"I still think everyone should be treated equally." Moyinge shrugged and said, "I didn't expect that the Kung Fu Master would disappear as soon as he turned around. He was just as impatient as running away."
"How could it be that he ran away? Ran away?" Lan Miaoyi suddenly got stuck in the middle of her words.
"Uh, you don't mean to say that the curator is cheating, do you?" Mo Yingge said in shock, 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 got some ideas, and then he found a group of people to act in it. It's not necessarily certain." Lan Miaoyi narrowed her big eyes and raised her mouth. There were dimples sunken slightly here and there, and a cunning look flashed in his eyes.
She was most interested in these things!
"Let's go investigate the curator! Maybe he is really behind the scenes?"
"What this girl said is good. I'll ask other people in detail. It would be interesting if they were caught stealing." Yu Yong didn't interrupt at first, but finally spoke calmly. Obviously, he also had a little suspicion.
As a qualified hunter, you cannot let go of any clues.
"Then we'll go investigate, but you don't have to go back?" Mo Yinge poked Lan Miaoyi beside her. She didn't forget that this guy said that he came out to buy snacks.
"Well, I'd better go back and say it, or will you come with me? My grandma doesn't have a mobile phone at home, so I have to go back and say it." Lan Miaoyi looked at Mo Yinge and said.
"Okay, don't worry, 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 at home. If my mother comes back, tell her for me!"
The door was only halfway open when Lan Miaoyi started shouting.
Lan Miaoyi's family still lives in a small villa, but some vegetables are grown in the yard, which looks very pastoral.
Mo Yinge knew that both of this guy's parents were teachers at Xichuan Academy, so he could almost tell that both of them were high-level magicians, otherwise it wouldn't make sense.
In China, academies are the place where magicians are most concentrated. Apart from this, only military camps can have such a dense gathering of magicians.
Especially in top universities, the best teachers and students gather together. The students inside are all talented young people from all over the world, each of whom is somewhat famous in their hometown, and the teachers who teach them are naturally not ordinary, only high-level magic Teachers have real teaching conditions!
So it's not surprising that Lan Miaoyi lives in the villa Moyingge.
But she seemed to have forgotten one thing.
"Miaoyi, where are you going? It's not stable outside right now?" An old woman with white hair and a childlike face came out, her eyes suddenly fixed on Mo Yingge.
"Ahem, hello!" Mo Yinge also immediately recognized that this was the leader of Lan Village whom she had met in the village. At that time, she said that she knew Lan Miaoyi, but now she had another head-on collision.
This is okay. The old woman's arrival in Xichuan City means that all Lanzhai has moved away, but Mo Yinge still has an embarrassing identity.
"Sir, why are you here? It's a sin for me not to greet you in advance!"
The old woman suddenly became frightened. Not only did she see the clan mark being absorbed by Moyinge, but she also witnessed her incarnation as an ancestral god. At that time, she knelt on the ground and devoutly believed that this was the saint given by God.
"Huh?"×2
Mo Yinge covered her face and smiled bitterly. Sure enough, things went in a direction she didn't want to see.
Lan Miaoyi was stunned, her little head turning back and forth between her grandmother and Mo Yinge.
"Grandma, what's going on between you two? Why do I feel a little uncomfortable?" A big question arose in Lan Miaoyi's little mind.
"What are you kidding? This is the holy lady I told you before. Come and worship with me!" Unexpectedly, grandma didn't care about her doubts at all, and dragged her to the ground. In front of Mo Yingge.
"Hey, hey, there's no need to salute, I understand and understand!" Mo Yinge was also shocked, and even inspired the power of space and thought to help the two of them not to do anything exaggerated.
Then Lan Miaoyi, who was feeling dizzy, was pulled into the house by her grandmother to make up her mind about Mo Yingge's identity.
"According to the rules of the clan, after I die, you will be the priest of our Lanzhai. Of course, Lanzhai has been disbanded now. Some people followed me to Xichuan City to pursue a new life in the outside world. Some people who are unwilling to leave have I have returned to the other two villages, so I will not 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 told a lot of truths, but in the final analysis, she and Mo Yinge had an extra layer of complicated relationship.
Well, maybe it can be understood as a superior-subordinate relationship?
After all, all priests obey the orders of the saint. This is something that has been circulated in ancient myths and legends, and every villager knows it.
"Today is different from the past. This is not the feudal era hundreds of years ago. We should believe in magic, put people first, and live with each other as equals!" Mo Yinge said so seriously that he almost believed it.
"Lord Saint!"
"Hey?!"
Lan Miaoyi: Laugh (˙▽˙)
Mo Yingge: confused Σ()
"Stop making trouble, okay." Mo Yingge rolled his eyes and gave Lan Miaoyi a blow. She had long seen that this guy was not a peaceful man and liked to make trouble.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Do you think the saint is going to abandon me, the candidate for the little priest? It's so sad, so heartless~" Lan Miaoyi was still intoxicated with herself, and she was so deep that she couldn't extricate herself.
"We're leaving first, grandma, don't worry"
Mo Yingge didn't dare to sit still longer, so he quickly dragged this sick guy away.
Thanks to "Wu She" for the reward!
Wish book friends long and healthy life!
(End of chapter)
