Mo Jiuli looked at the young man who was hugging him tightly in astonishment, and he was a little at a loss for a while......

After a long time, the boy stopped crying, wiping his tears with his slender hands, and the young man looked at Mo Jiuli with teary eyes, as if he saw light in the depths of despair, and there were tears on his face, like pear blossoms after the rain......

Seventh Uncle: "Long Heng! Take a good look, this is the one you're looking for...... Is that god-like Mo Jiuli? ”

Long Heng nodded excitedly, "Mmmmmmmm It's him, he's the Jiuli brother I've been looking for for a long time!"

At this time the beggars began to whisper,

"It seems that this kid's brain and eyes are not very often!"

"Yes! No matter how you look at Xiao Li, it's not what he says at all! ”

Mo Jiuli looked at the young man and said expressionlessly,

"I don't know you."

When Long Heng heard this, his mood that had finally calmed down was turbulent again, and tears of grievance gushed out......

"Brother Jiuli, you ...... Don't you know me? I'm Long Heng, the little Heng you saved back then! ”

Mo Jiuli fell into deep thought, but as soon as he started to think deeply, his head ached, which made his indifferent and detached face hideous, and even Long Heng was startled.

"I don't remember ......"

Long Heng was so anxious that he couldn't speak, and he didn't know what to do for a while......

Uncle Seven couldn't bear to see the young man's anxious appearance, and comforted the young man, "Xiao Heng! Don't worry, Xiao Li has just recovered from a serious illness, maybe he will think of you one day! ”

"Really...... Brother Jiu Li, do you really still think of me? ”

The young man's eyes were filled with tears, as innocent as a baby looking at his mother, vaguely with a certain expectation and longing......

Mo Jiuli was still silent, he didn't dare to promise the young man anything, he felt extremely strange to the world he was in now, he didn't know where his hometown was, and he didn't know where to return......

Seventh Uncle: "It's okay, Xiao Heng, you have been familiar with your Jiuli brother in the past few days, maybe I will recognize you in a few days!"

You brothers in distress, how come you are so lucky, I have picked them up!"

"Hmm......," the man replied in a muffled voice.

In the days that followed, Long Heng always took Mo Jiuli out for a walk and talked about all kinds of things they had experienced.

But no matter how Long Heng told it vividly, Mo Jiuli still couldn't remember anything, and in the end, Long Heng had no choice but to give up the idea of letting him remember the past......

In the middle of the night, the moon was dark and the wind was high

Several well-organized black-clothed people quietly entered the inner hall of the ruined temple......

"Be quick, the boss said, choose the most disgusting beggar to take away!"

"The boss behind this doesn't know who it is? Everyone else is robbing women and children, this boss's taste is really heavy! I want the most disgusting beggar!"

"Huh...... What do you think of the beggar sleeping on the wooden bed in the far corner? ”

"I think so, but you see that the other beggars don't dare to come near him! He must be the most disliked of the beggars!"

"No! You see a thin little beggar sleeping next to him! ”

"You're blind! That's obviously a woman! Maybe it's his wife! ”

"Oh, I see! Then him, let's knock him out and take him away! ”

……

So Mo Jiuli was taken away by the man in black by mistake......

They would never have thought that the other beggars were far away because they were afraid of Mo Jiuli's own low air pressure, and the girl they regarded as Mo Jiuli's wife was actually a teenager......