The hall is in the center of this small village.

It is said to be a hall, but it is actually the Ma family ancestral hall.

Bright lamps and inappropriate candles are put together. What is worshiped in the ancestral hall is not the ranking of ancestors, but a wooden sculpture. The sculpture looks like a person, very majestic, with kind and red eyes.

Stare at everyone in the hall.

The yellow light of that kind of candle makes people very warm, unlike the coldness of a magic lamp.

There are many people lying here slowly. They chat in low voices, some discuss him, and some discuss things he doesn't know. They stand, or sit, and rest.

It's very bright here,

Reassuring brightness.

Xiao Zhang's skin is a little dark, and he looks like a monkey spirit. He is very clever at first glance.

"Just sleep here. This is Baijiatang and the lights won't be turned off. This way you can feel more at ease. It's not a shame to be afraid of the dark." Xiao Zhang pulled him to sit on a rectangular white bed.

.

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

"Cough cough cough..." His throat was so painful that it was unimaginable that he had started to cough up blood.

Without warning, he scared Xiao Zhang.

"Huh?! Mother Wu! Mother Wu!" Xiao Zhang yelled in fright, making everyone here startled.

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

The man was tall, dressed in blue clothes, and looked like a doctor.

"Wu Ma went to see other people." The man knocked on Xiao Zhang, who touched his head in embarrassment.

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

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

When he covered it with his hands, blood seemed to be splashed on his hands.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong with 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 fingers 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 must be an eye like this.

An eye as resolute as the left eye.

Brother Yang put his right hand on his white neck again, and combined his index and middle fingers to send blue spiritual power into his neck.

"It's nothing. Although it looks serious, he just needs to take some medicine to relieve liver fire. Go get some 2 taels of Xia Ming Cao and 1 tao of Wuhua Chrysanthemum to make a decoction for him to drink." Brother Yang stood up.

He knocked on Xiao Zhang again: "Next time you make such a noise, don't come to the hall."

Brother Yang's voice was very soft throughout the whole process, but this sentence was a bit harsh.

"Don't I care about him..." Xiao Zhang scratched his head in embarrassment: "Then I'll go right now."

Brother Yang seemed to be very busy. He had already gotten up and left. He was nearby, taking care of the people here. After a closer look, it turned out that they also had some symptoms.

Xiao Zhang patted him on the shoulder: "Just wait, you can rest here if you want... I'll be right away."

After saying that, he patted the person next to him on the shoulder and glanced at him in an indicative way, 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 I am?

where am I?

Where do I come from?

blank……

blank?

blank!

The blood on the hand slowly solidified and turned black.

He touched his head and banged, but found nothing. The people next to him looked at his banging, a little surprised, and grabbed his hand to stop him.

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

He was so strong that he even pulled him up from the bed with only his left hand.

"Why...can't you really think of anything?" A woman's voice stopped the two of them like magic: "Isn't this more energetic than just now?"

"Sister-in-law..." The person who grabbed his hand slowly loosened his grip when he saw that the person coming was the eldest sister-in-law.

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

Got to 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 eldest sister's hand that grabbed his hand.

"It doesn't matter if you can't remember it. You don't need to make a fool of yourself. Just now you were dull and didn't say a word, but now you are a lot better. I will post your painted portrait in Luo'an City soon. Maybe there will be

Someone will come to take you back when the time comes." The eldest sister pressed her head against his hand and asked him to put it down.

He unclenched his clenched 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 Adam's apple seemed like no wine had ever flowed through her neck.

"It's normal. It's normal for you to have amnesia and not remember." The eldest sister burped softly, looked into his eyes and said, "Do you know Luo An?"

He shook his head.

"Do you know about the Empire?"

He shook his head

"Do you know the principality?"

"have no idea."

"Do you know what you used to do?"

"have no idea."

"So, isn't this normal... You don't know anything. It's normal to know nothing." The eldest sister looked at him and picked at his long beard with her fingers with interest: "You look quite handsome.

Yes, what are you doing with a beard..."

"have no idea."

"Let Xiao Zhang shave it for you tomorrow." The eldest sister took another sip of wine. The smell of wine was actually very fragrant and surrounded her body. I don't know if it was the smell of the wine or the scent of her.

"I won't ask you where you are from or where you are going. Anyway, it would be pointless to tell you." The eldest sister put her hand on his shoulder. The hand was so slender that it was hard to imagine that there was someone there.

Such great strength.

"Before you get your memory back and know who you are, you can follow me. It shouldn't be a problem to have enough." The eldest sister took another sip of wine. The small bottle seemed to be gone. She raised her head and poured it into her mouth.

Fall inside.

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

"You don't need to understand, just call me eldest sister from now on. I am the boss here." The eldest sister put the small wine bottle into the waist pocket of her clothes in disappointment: "By the way, you must have forgotten your name.

"

"Name..." His hoarseness improved a lot.

"Then... how about you call me Blackbeard? I think your current beard is even funnier than your big beard." The eldest sister happily patted his shoulder: "I'll call you Blackbeard."

"Blackbeard..." He lowered his head and thought, no one knew whether he felt good or bad.

"You guys really take it seriously, hahahahaha." The eldest sister laughed and stood up: "Just call..."

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

"Mei... Lang..." He found that his voice was no longer hoarse at all, and when he said Mei Lang, his pronunciation was lively.

"Don't ask why you are called Mei Lang, because I don't know either." The eldest 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. Let's talk about the rest." The eldest sister put her head on her hips and looked down at Mei Lang.

"..." He didn't look up at her, and said as if he was thinking to himself, "I don't understand anything..."

"As long as you have the strength, you don't need to understand. It doesn't matter, and you don't need to do any brain-intensive work." The eldest sister smiled at Mei Lang, happily touched her belly and burped: "I'll go take a look.

Uncle, if you have anything to eat, you should have a good sleep today, understand? Anzi, tell him the rules here."

"Okay, big sister, please walk slowly."

"Okay." Mei Lang lowered his head, showing no gratitude and only remaining silent for the rest.

The eldest sister left, and everyone along the way greeted her, and the person named Anzi just now also sat over again.

"Mei Lang, what a good name... the eldest sister is really first-rate in choosing a name." Anzi raised her left hand and gave a thumbs up.
To be continued...