The Spirit World

Chapter 319

The hall is in the centre of this small village.

It is called a hall, but it is actually the Ma family ancestral hall.

Bright lights and inappropriate candles were placed together. What was being worshipped in the ancestral hall was not the ranks of ancestors, but a wooden sculpture. The sculpture looked very much like a person, very majestic, with its kind, red eyes staring at everyone in the hall.

The yellow light from that candle was very warm, unlike the cold light from the magic lamp.

Many people lay down here slowly. They chatted in low voices, some discussed him, some discussed things he didn't know. They stood, or sat, and rested.

It's bright here.
Reassuring brightness.

Xiao Zhang has a dark skin and looks like a monkey, and he seems to be very smart.

"Just sleep here. This is Baijiatang and the lights are never turned off. This way you can feel more at ease. It's not shameful to be afraid of the dark." Xiao Zhang pulled him to sit on a rectangular white bed.

There are many beds like this here, and you will fall down if you turn over. Maybe sleeping in the ancestral hall is not so respectful, but the people here don't seem to care.

"Cough, cough, cough..." His throat was so painful that he even started coughing up blood.

Without any warning, he scared Xiao Zhang.

"Huh?! Auntie Wu! Auntie Wu!" Xiao Zhang screamed in fear, shocking everyone here.

"Xiao Zhang! Be quiet!" A one-eyed man slowly came over in a low voice.

The man was tall and wore blue clothes, looking like a doctor.

"Auntie Wu went to see other people." The man tapped Xiao Zhang, who touched his head embarrassedly.

"What's wrong?" The man looked into his eyes with one of his eyes.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He coughed violently again.

I covered my hands with my hands, and the blood seemed to be splashed on my hands.

"Brother Yang, what happened to him? Why did he suddenly...cough up blood..." Xiao Zhang looked at him sadly.

He lowered his head and looked at his palms.

Brother Yang gently placed his finger on his pulse. Brother Yang's single eye was so bright. His right eye was covered by a white cloth and could not be seen. If it could be seen, it would definitely be an eye as strong as his left eye.

Brother Yang placed his right hand on his white neck again, and used his index and middle fingers together to transmit blue spiritual power into his neck.

"It's nothing. Although it looks serious, he just needs to take some liver-heat medicine. Go get some two taels of summer-bright grass and one tael of chrysanthemum to make a decoction for him to drink." Brother Yang stood up and tapped Xiao Zhang again: "Next time you make such a noise, don't come to the hall."

Brother Yang spoke in a very low voice throughout the whole process, except for this sentence which sounded a little heavy.

"I'm just concerned about him..." Xiao Zhang scratched his head a little embarrassedly: "Then I'll go now."

Brother Yang seemed to be very busy and had already left. He was staying nearby, taking care of the people here. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that they all had some illnesses to varying degrees.

Xiao Zhang patted his shoulder and said, "Just wait, you can rest here if you want... I'll be there soon."

After saying that, he patted the shoulder of the person next to him and looked at him suggestively, probably asking that person to take care of him.

He looked at the red that seemed to be splashed on his hands, and his mind was filled with blanks.

who am I?
where am I?
Where do I come from?

blank……

blank?

blank!

The blood on the hand slowly coagulated and turned black.

He touched his head and knocked, but got nothing. The people around him looked at him knocking, a little surprised, and grabbed his hand to stop him.

"Don't mess around, brother." The man grabbed his hand to stop him from hitting me.

He was so strong that he was able to pull himself up from the bed with only his left hand.

"Why... you really can't remember anything?" A woman's voice seemed to have magic and stopped the two people: "Aren't you more energetic than before?"

"Big Sister..." The person who held his hand slowly loosened his hand when he saw that the person coming was the Big Sister.

"Anzi, go over there." The eldest sister sat down on the man's bed, and the strong smell of alcohol hit his face. He choked a little and coughed again. The man obediently sat on another bed farther away.

"I... can't remember... anything..." He shook his head and reached out to hit his head again. This time, it was the big sister who grabbed his hand.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember. There's no need to humiliate yourself. You were dazed and silent just now, but you feel much better now. I will post your color portrait in Luoan City soon. Who knows? Maybe someone will come to take you back by then." The big sister pressed his hand down and made him let it go.

He unclenched his fists and placed them on his pants.

"I can't remember anything." He looked at her. She raised her head and took a sip of wine. Her neck without an Adam's apple looked as if no wine had ever flowed through it.

"It's normal. It's normal to lose memory." The big sister burped softly, looked into his eyes and said: "Do you know Luo An?"

He shook his head.

"Do you know the Empire?"

He shook his head

"Do you know the Principality?"

"do not know."

"Do you know what you used to do?"

"do not know."

"So, isn't this normal... I don't know anything. It's normal to know nothing." The big sister looked at him and pricked his long beard with her finger with interest: "You look quite handsome, why do you have a beard..."

"do not know."

"Ask Xiao Zhang to help you shave tomorrow." The big sister took another sip of wine. The smell of wine was actually very fragrant, surrounding her body. It was unclear whether it was the fragrance of wine or her personal scent.

"I won't ask you where you come from, nor where you are going. It's useless to tell you anyway." The big sister put her hand on his shoulder. The hand was very slender, and it was hard to imagine that it had such great strength.

"Before you regain your memory and know who you are, you can follow me. Eating shouldn't be a problem." The big sister took another sip of wine. It seemed that there was nothing left in the small bottle. She tilted her head back and poured it into her mouth.

"I don't understand..." He shook his head.

"You don't need to understand. Just call me Big Sister from now on. I'm the boss here." Big Sister put the small wine bottle into her waist pocket in disappointment: "By the way, you should have forgotten your name."

"Name..." His hoarseness improved a lot. "Then...how about you call yourself Black Beard? I think your beard is funnier now than the big beard." The big sister patted his shoulder happily: "I'll call you Black Beard."

"Blackbeard..." He lowered his head and thought. No one knew whether he felt it was good or bad.

"You really take it seriously, hahahaha." The big sister laughed and stood up: "Just call..."

Her eyes rolled around, she lowered her head and looked at him who looked a little dazed and said: "Just call me... Mei Lang. Mei, the plum blossom, and Lang, the Lang of Da Lang."

"Mei...Lang..." He found that his voice was no longer hoarse, and when he said Mei Lang, the sound was full of spirit.

"Don't ask why I'm called Meilang, because I don't know either." The big sister turned around and shook her index finger at him.

"Well...Mei Lang..." Mei Lang nodded.

"Then... just stay here and don't give up on yourself. We'll talk about other things later." The eldest sister put her hands on her hips and looked down at Mei Lang.

"..." He didn't look up at her, as if talking to himself, "I don't understand anything..."

"As long as you have the strength, you don't need to understand. It's okay, you don't need to do anything brain-intensive." The eldest sister smiled at Mei Lang, touched her belly happily and burped: "I'll go see if Uncle has anything to eat. You should have a good sleep today, okay? Anzi, tell him the rules here."

"Okay, big sister, take care."

"Okay." Mei Lang lowered his head, without any gratitude, and remained silent.

The big sister left, and people along the way greeted her, and the person named An Zi also sat down again.

"Mei Lang, what a good name... Big sister is really good at naming." Anzi raised his left hand and gave a thumbs up.

"I don't know if it's okay..." Mei Lang watched her greet the people here one by one. She chuckled from time to time, which made him confused.

"In fact, most of the people here are poor people like you." An Zi put his hand on Mei Lang's shoulder and said with a sigh: "There are very few healthy people. It is common to have no hands or feet, and there are even more people who have lost their memory. Basically, they are all caused by Chao Feng."

"Chaofeng..." Mei Lang looked at Anzi, not even knowing what expression to use, so he could only move his eyes and frown.

"I hope what I said can bring back some memories for you. That would be great." Anzi adjusted his posture and put his severed hand away to avoid fatigue.

"Hmm..." Mei Lang nodded.

"We are now in Majiagang, the gathering place of the [Shuangma Gang], the second largest chamber of commerce in Luoan. The place we are going to after resting is [Chaofeng Canyon]. We all call this place Chaofeng." Anzi moved his arm and continued: "The reason why many of us here come from Chaofeng is because Chaofeng is a place that makes people terrified. There are not only many high-level monsters and fierce beasts, but also [Soul-sucking Demons] that can suck the souls of others. People or animals whose souls are sucked will become corpse-like bodies, and some people are rescued in the middle of sucking their souls, so they will lose part of their memories. That's like you. But you said you don't remember anything, so you should be considered a real survivor, because you are almost... uh... your soul is completely taken away."

"So that's how it is..." Mei Lang looked at those who had already fallen asleep and couldn't help but feel that he must have experienced a fierce battle before losing his memory.

"Did you save me?" Mei Lang looked at Anzi's broken hand, not knowing where to put his eyes. He had to face Anzi and look into his eyes.

"No, our spy Xiao Zhang found you lying outside the canyon and brought you back." An Zi suddenly smiled as if he had thought of something. Although he was still young, he had dark circles under his eyes and wrinkled bags under his eyes. He said, "It's funny, when we found you, Xiao Zhang thought you were a gorgeous woman lying there. When he turned around and saw your beard, he was so scared that he rolled on the ground."

"..."

Mei Lang didn't know how to answer. He didn't even know what the gorgeous woman looked like when she was lying down. His mind was blank. He seemed to understand, but also seemed not to understand.

"Just kidding, but you were really poor when we found you. Look at that dress, it must be the dress of a noble family." An Zi said while looking for something at his waist. It was a bit difficult for him to find something with one hand. However, he soon found what he was looking for.

A very tattered little book, although it has been carefully preserved, it is still wrinkled beyond recognition.

"This is the General Rules of the Empire. You can take a look at it. There are basically no changes in it. It can help you get familiar with it earlier so that you don't understand nothing." Anzi handed the book to Mei Lang, who took it and started flipping through it.

"Can you understand the words on it?"

"I recognize it."

"That's much better." An Zi looked at him flipping through the pages of the book with some relief: "In fact, you are luckier than many people. Some people with amnesia can't even recognize words and have low intelligence. The big sister doesn't know what to do with them."

An Zi continued, "Sometimes there is really nothing we can do. We all know the difficulties faced by the big sister. It would be hard to just abandon them in the wilderness. It would be hard to just hand them over to the Justice Department, but the Justice Department would also be annoyed by this. It's good to be able to read, so they won't become fools. They are more sensible."

"If that's true... I'm indeed quite lucky." Mei Lang looked at the book, turned the pages quickly, and soon returned the little book to Anzi.

"What? You don't want to see it?"

"Shouldn't I return it to you after I'm done reading it?" Mei Lang looked at Anzi with some confusion.

"Ah?" Anzi looked at Mei Lang in surprise.

"Isn't it? Do you still need me to keep it?" Mei Lang took the book again.

"Wait, wait, what do you mean by finished reading? The kind of finished reading I know?" An Zi opened the book on his thigh, and asked with his thumb and ring finger: "What is Article 55 of the Imperial General Regulations?"

Mei Lang looked at An Zi in confusion: "Article 55 of the Imperial General Regulations states that all people from the Empire and the Symbiote Clan must enter the country with valid documents. All people other than these two categories must have a trade certificate, a pass, and a regular guarantee certificate..."

"Article 182" Anzi turned the page with his index finger and pressed his thumb against it.

"Article 182 of the Imperial General Regulations states that anyone who is 15 years of age or older and whose spiritual power is rated at the star level can participate in the evaluation of the Imperial Celebrities List, and..." Mei Lang still looked at Anzi in confusion.

"Okay, I get it... It's amazing, little brother, I almost doubt that you have lost your memory." An Zi closed the book: "You have only read it for a few minutes..."

"Isn't that the case with you guys?"

"Of course not... I guess you're the only one like this here." An Zi smiled and hid the book.

"…Is this good…or bad?"

"Okay, of course you have a photographic memory. You are definitely a young master from a wealthy family. You should get your memory back earlier and go home to enjoy a peaceful life." Anzi lay down and put his hands away.

Anzi is a little tired and needs to rest.

"...I don't know what you mean by a big family, nor do I know what you mean by enjoying a peaceful life..." Mei Lang also lay down slowly, imitating An Zi and putting his arms in place.

"Maybe you still have a beautiful wife who hasn't married yet! This is the case for people in big families." Anzi glanced at Mei Lang and said with a smile: "It's much better than bachelors like us who have a hard time finding wives."

"Daughter-in-law... does it mean wife?" Mei Lang looked at the ceiling, where there was a big magic lamp, illuminating the place together with the candles.

"Yes, but we usually call her wife." An Zi closed his eyes: "It would be a great happiness to be able to hold my wife to sleep every day."

"Really? Happiness...what is that?" Mei Lang also closed his eyes.

"Happiness is just as I said just now, living a simple life. I will be very satisfied." An Zi was very happy and was smiling even with his eyes closed.

"But you still haven't answered me what happiness is..."

"To be honest, I don't know... But I think if I can find a good wife and live slowly with her, I'll be very happy."

"I do not understand……"

“It’s normal not to understand…and not everyone is born understanding.”

"Um……"

It will be in volume 6 tomorrow, don't forget to read it￣￣)σ, because it is posted in the past volume, there will be no push, just like chapter 28,
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