Versatile Mage

In the winter, the snow didn't see much.

The further north it was, the easier it was to see the snow. Interestingly, the winter in Shanghai was high and refreshing, but in Hangzhou there was a little snow, and the snowflakes landed in this heavenly city, making the decoration even more white and charming.

Movan also figured out why Xinxia came here, unlike her own country boy who thought to drill into the big city, she wanted only such serenity and beauty, a mountain, a water, a bridge, a city.

Xinxia's school is also very close to West Lake, and Movan didn't rush to Hangzhou to pick her up and show her around with interest.

Slowly walking past the long Sudi, on both sides is Yang Liuiyi, farther away is the sparkle of waves, farther is the fallen mountain, there are peaks, temples, pavilions, on the other side is a tall building forest, reflected in the lake water.

Through Suti, we arrived at the Lei Feng Tower scenic spot, and Movan looked up at the new tower, looking at the old site, thinking about what was going on, and there was a mysterious way next to someone who looked like a local: “Brother, come for the first time. Hey, hey, that's the old site base of the Ray Peak Tower you saw. Listen to the old man, there was a white snake dug up here! ”

“White snake, how old?” Movan asked with interest.

“It has to be so thick.” Saying, the dark-faced locals made a hugging gesture.

“So big???” Movan was also stunned.

A snake this big is a demon, okay?

“Really? No one killed it at that time. Finally, a master at the time almost ran out of life to seal it...” The locals looked to their right, like they were talking about a big secret.

“Killing doesn't kill, so farewell, where's the last seal?” Movan asked smoothly.

“Well, it could be in the New Thunder Peak Tower, it could be under the bridge, it could be in Santan Ink Moon, it could be near the White Embankment, you can see here I have a strategy manual, not only this legend introduction, but also the strategy of other scenic spots. Oh, I sell five bucks a copy, I see a brother is a man who likes to explore for the truth, I'll sell you four bucks for what you might be related to.” The dark locals said.

“Four bucks, pretty cheap. But, this big brother, I don't find the story of this snake particularly appealing. If you say this snake as an adult, become a woman who looks like a fairy, and then meet a son on the bridge, two people wrapped around it, eventually a master couldn't see it, sealed the female serpent under the Lei Feng Tower... print out a brochure of this story, ask someone to draw a few beautiful bubbling pictures, many little girls and young people will buy it, for your sake, I'll sell you the copyright cheap, 9 yuan!” Movan said, picking his eyebrows.

The dark locals were stunned, and they felt the young man was right. The question was, how did you sell your stuff and pay for it yourself?

Summer sits in a wheelchair listening to Movan and the man selling the map in there with a serious bullshit, and he can't stop laughing.

Leisurely and leisurely, they ended up selling grass without selling anything.

After seeing the people selling the map go, Movan continued to push Xia around the tower and said, “This man is so ill-conscious, the legend of the bride has never been heard of. ”

“Neither have I.” Xinxia said.

“Oh, not here? I thought the history here matched perfectly, and the mythology should be the same.” Movan had an accident.

“I don't understand what you're saying?” Summer is a clear path.

“I told you, I'm a man from another world who doesn't learn magic. Although there are also Qin dynasties, Qin dynasties, Tang dynasties and so on, it seems that some mythological stories have appeared inconsistent because animals have become demons.” Movan said.

Xinxia couldn't help but mutter: “I'm not a child anymore, how can I believe you? ”

“Even you don't believe me, it seems I'll never be able to prove myself an alien again.” Movan smiled bitterly.

“But you're still you.” Xinxia said.

Movan froze slightly. He was just trying to mock himself in this way, but all of a sudden the words of Summer made Movan think and feel a little bit better.

Seeing Movan was silent, Xia thought she had said something wrong and whispered away: “Brother Movan, one of my history teachers said that our people in Bo were very special. ”

“What can I say?” Movan asked.

“Do you remember the Holy Springs, which has a long and long history dating back more than 200 years to AD?” Heart-summer said.

“Well, after nearly 2,000 years, there must have been a lot of stories around the Holy Springs... why say that our people in Bo are special?” Movan said.

“The teacher said that our people in Bo may actually be the guardians of the Holy Springs. Bo used to be just a small village, guarding the Holy Springs for generations to come at the behest of an ancient king, but over time, the guardians continued to reproduce, turning a village into a town, and many years later, the town became a city. The entry of foreigners, the change of owner of the city, the overthrow of feudal society... Bo has become like this, the so-called guardian has long disappeared, or the entire Bo people are guardians...” Xinxia said earnestly.

Movan was very focused on listening, not to mention those who remembered the Black Holy See.

Is it possible that the Black Holy See, apparently with some purpose, was destroying Bo because of this so-called guardian history?

But I'm afraid it was 2,000 years ago. Is it really that important that the Guardian is not the Guardian?

Their goal is the Holy Springs??

Holy Springs is in your hands now, so what the Black Holy See wants is in your possession all the time?

Shit, that's not dangerous.

Livestock like the Black Holy See can do anything. The slaughter of a city, the days of bloody vigilance, are still in sight for Movan.

“Did your history teacher say anything else?” Movan asked.

“He also speculated on the basis of historical records, saying that to know the truth, he was afraid to be searched for in a mausoleum, but the dead creature in that mausoleum was rather terrible, and no magician had dared to truly step into that mysterious mausoleum.” Xinxia said.

“Mausoleum, what mausoleum??” Mofan continued to ask.

“There is a mausoleum in Guduna, the most famous place of death in our country. Brother Movan, do you not listen carefully to your classes? ”

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(Monday, I forgot to ask for a referral ticket, friends who didn't vote for the referral ticket, friends over here, friends in the back, will you sing with me??