Chang'an Xu's hometown

After hearing this, the stall owner said, "Sir, you are too polite. It cannot be described as troublesome. Your matter is not a trouble to me, but a blessing.

Sir, tell me, what do you want me to do? I will definitely help you solve it. "

Xu Guli nodded and said, "Thank you, stall owner. Please help me take the things back. This gold is your reward."

Then he handed the gold in his hand to the stall owner. The stall owner's eyes lit up when he saw it, and he stared at the gold and asked carefully: "Sir, can you really give it to me?"

Xu Guli nodded and said, "Of course you can, but the prerequisite is that you have to do the things I ask you to do for me. Otherwise, even if I give it to you, would you have the nerve to accept it?"

Then he took back his gold. The stall owner felt very sad to see the gold getting farther and farther away from him.

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He said, "Sir, you are right. I will help you get your job done."

Xu Guli nodded after hearing this. Then the stall owner recited the spell twice and put all the things on the ground back into the wooden spirit lock.

He nodded in satisfaction, and then said to him flatteringly: "Sir, I have packed all your things for you. I promise not to miss anything. What do you think of your reward?"

As he spoke, he cautiously glanced at the gold in Xu Guli's hand with his peripheral vision and looked at him expectantly.

When Xu Guli saw him like this, he knew that what he wanted was the gold in his hand. He felt that he did his job very well and thought it was not wrong to give him the gold.

So he said to him, "Stand owner, I know what you mean. This gold is yours now."

As he said this, he handed the gold in his hand to the stall owner, motioning for him to take it.

The stall owner was so happy after hearing this that a smile appeared in the corner of his eyes. But he still didn't dare to really go forward to take it.

He asked Xu Guli cautiously, "Sir, are you telling the truth? Does this gold really belong to me?"

After hearing this, Xu Guli nodded and said, "Of course. Didn't I say this before? This mirror really belongs to you now. Hurry up and take it away. My hands are sore from raising them."

After hearing this, he responded repeatedly: "Okay, sir, then I would like to thank you here. I dare to accept this reward."

As he said that, he raised his hand and quickly took the gold from Xu Guli's hand into his own hand.

After the gold was taken away, Xu Guli shook his sore hands. Then he said to the stall owner: "Wait a minute, stall owner, did you forget something?"

The stall owner asked in confusion: "Sir, what's wrong? What can I do for you?"

After hearing this, Xu Guli said, "Stall owner, have you forgotten that you haven't given me my wooden spirit lock yet? It still contains all the things I bought. I have already paid you for my payment. You won't default on your debt, will you?"

After hearing this, the stall owner said, "How could that be? Sir, I am not a liar, how could I refuse to pay you?

Sir, I am old and my memory is not good. I forgot to give you your things just now. This is your wooden spirit lock. Please take it.

......"

As he said that, he handed the wooden spirit lock in his hand to Xu Guli. Xu Guli looked at the wooden spirit lock in front of him and nodded.

Then, he said to the stall owner: "Thank you, stall owner. I don't have any other questions and I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first. I wish you peace and success..."

Then he left the stall and turned to look at the person next to him. She was in a beautiful dream, her beautiful lips opening and closing.

It looks very tempting and makes people want to have a taste of it.

But he didn't do that, he just rubbed her head, then carefully picked her up and slowly walked to the corner of the market.

He knew there was a tree in the corner of the market that was a suitable place to rest, where she could get a better rest, so he walked there.

Soon they reached the place. He put her down carefully, using very gentle force for fear of waking her up.

Then he sat against the tree, using his body to support her and letting her lean on him, and then he put his arms around her to hold her tightly to prevent her from falling.

He held her in his arms and fell asleep. It was early morning, and it seemed that the sun favored him. A beam of sunlight shone directly on his face, making him look handsome and mysterious.

It’s a pity that the scene at this moment was not frozen. If it was, it would have been such a wonderful thing.

Time passed slowly, and they were in deep sleep, not knowing how much time had passed.

Until a flock of chirping birds flew over Tang Changan and his friends' heads.

Tang Changan was awakened by them and opened his eyes.

Although she was awake, she was still in a daze. In order to make herself more awake, she patted her head.

Everything in front of her eyes did become clearer again. After seeing it, she knew that she was not at the market. She was very confused. How did she get here?

So she looked around, but at this moment she felt her back was hard, as if she was resting her head on a big rock, but then she felt that this feeling was very familiar, and it didn't feel like a big rock.

She felt very confused, so she turned around and looked back, only to see Xu Guli's sleeping face.

At this moment, she knew that she was in his arms and was protected by him.

It was as if she was very important to him, a very important person, and he didn't want her to get hurt at all and just wanted to protect her.

But they had only known each other for a few days.

"Why would he be so protective of her? Did he recognize the wrong person? Or did he think I was his toy? Otherwise, why would he be so protective of her?

Is it because he is a simple person? Or is it like the chick effect when a baby bird sees the first adult bird and thinks it is its mother?

He thinks I'm his mother?

No, no, what am I thinking? He clearly told me before that he had never seen his mother, so how could he think of me as his mother? Then what did he think of me as?

I really wanted to ask, but the man in front of me was in a sweet dream, and I was too embarrassed to disturb him.

After all, he had never disturbed me before. Besides, even if he really woke up and I asked him, he might not be able to answer me.

After all, he has lost his memory and is now like a fool.

But he shouldn't be called a fool now, as he has recovered a small part of his memory. So how should he be described?

Half amnesia or...

Ah, this is so annoying. Why did he lose his memory? Why did I meet him?

He has lost his memory and is acting like a fool. Is this a joke God is playing on me?