"Look! Look! The man is here again......"

The inconspicuous corner of the alley, the inconspicuous person, but attracted a pair of curious eyes, but the man did not stop and went into the bottomless alley.

The alley was about three feet wide, and two of the people in front of him could stand, and it looked like a young man in his early twenties, who had to go thirty meters deep into the alley to see an oil lamp hanging on the wall.

The strange thing is that this oil lamp can only illuminate a radius of one foot, and at this moment, half of the young man's face is within this foot, and only the exposed half of his face looks a little confused, and the eye is swaying with firelight, as if a gust of wind can blow it out.

The young man walked forward curiously, and the whole person was finally exposed to the light, an ordinary face, the only thing that might catch the eye was the skinny muscles, and the black hair that had not been taken care of for a long time, actually hanging down to the waist.

The young man opened the lampshade, pulled a pinch of flame from the flame of the oil lamp, changed his hand, and the flame slowly fell into the palm of his hand, and a chill for no reason made him shiver involuntarily, and muttered:

"Strange...... What am I doing? It feels so familiar......"

The young man shook his head and did not think about it, but continued to move forward with the flame, which could only illuminate one foot, and had become a light for one person in this dark alley.

The path down was getting wider and wider, and he could occasionally see the light that was close at hand, and often rubbed shoulders with something, and the people here were full of flames, but the brightness of the flames could not see each other.

Further down it gradually became noisy, and the young man began to raise the fire in his hand bit by bit, looking for something beside him, and whispering kept coming from his ears.

"Boss, your shop is inevitably too dark, fifty taels of gold is such a small bottle, is this bottle made of glass?!"

"Hey...... This little brother, listening to the voice, you are a chick! Is my shop going to be black? Will it be opened on the black market? If not, please move to another store, don't delay my old man's business!"

............

The young man did not stop, he groped in the alley for an hour, I don't know how many alleys he turned, and finally found a wordless signboard, not so much a signboard, but a piece of rotten wood, hanging obliquely on the eaves of less than five feet, silent and silent, as if he had reached the depths of the black market.

"Hehe~ Little brother, you're here!"

Suddenly a head came deep in the crack of the hidden door, and when the young man heard this, he stepped forward and saw a hunchbacked old man who was half thinner than him.

The old man smiled from ear to ear, only one tooth was on his upper lip, two eyeballs bulged outward, and he could see horrific bloodshots, there was not a trace of moisture on his dry skin, and not a single hair could be seen on the top of his wrinkled head.

Without waiting for the young man to reply, the old man pulled him into the door, took the flame, and placed it on a candle that had bottomed out in the room, and in an instant the dim light illuminated the whole room.

Before the young man could look at the furnishings in the house, the old man pressed him on a strange chair.

"Hey...... Do you want to bring something?" the old man slowly showed a hint of greed.

The young man groped through the tattered clothes, took out a fist-sized burlap bag, the old man's eyes lit up, and he grabbed it without saying anything, weighed it in his hand, and couldn't help frowning:

"Why is it missing half a tael?!"

The young man looked at each other with a straight gaze, and said after a long time:

"Is everything you said true?"

The old man glanced at the other party impatiently, threw the cloth bag back without missing a trace, and pretended to be angry:

"If you don't believe it, you can leave now, and the old man will never stop you!"

The young man immediately showed a look of trepidation and explained:

"The business at the dock was sluggish, and the promised five taels were paid, but only four and a half were given...... The rest ...... I...... I'll pay you back in the future!"

The old man's brows gradually loosened, and he said helplessly:

"Okay, the old man will help you this time, after all, it's the old customer......"

"Old patron?"

"Uh...... I mean old Zhu Gu...... That's right, the steward of the dock is surnamed Zhu, so you are Lao Zhu Gu's person!" the old man was flustered.

"But......" The young man stopped talking.

The old man immediately said:

"Do you want to get back to normal? Don't waste time here! Do you know how precious the old man's time is?!"

When the young man heard this, he apologized again and again, but did not say anything about what had just happened.

The old man took out a wooden stick the thickness of his little finger and blew it gently, and a wisp of green smoke slowly floated out of the stick, and the last thing the young man saw was the other party's distorted devilish face.

It's the day.

As the first rays of sunlight rose, the same thing that had happened every seven days for twenty years was repeated in the dark alleys.

"Hey...... Little brother, are you awake?" the old man looked at the young man in front of him with a flattering expression.

The young man's eyes were even more confused than last night, and he couldn't help asking:

"Who are you......? Who is it? Where is this?"

The old man seemed to have known that the other party would say this, and immediately replied:

"I am your benefactor, your name is Yusheng, this is the black market of the island of memory! Your boat capsized when you went to sea, and it was the old man who saved you!"

The young man hugged his head in pain, and said for a long time: "Thank you......"

The corners of the old man's mouth curled slightly, picked up a piece of jade in his hand, and sighed:

"It's a pity...... It's a pity......"

"What is a pity?" the young man asked.

The old man's hidden smile became even stronger, and he held the jade bi to the opposite side of the young man and said, "See for yourself!"

The young man looked at the mirror-like jade, and the magic was that there was an image in the jade, which was a guinea fish with a black background and a red body.

The more the young man looked, the more fascinate he became, until when he saw the eyes of the guinea fish, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said in disbelief:

"This ...... It's me!"

"Your soul, exactly!" said the old man, as if he were reciting it.

The young man looked at the other party puzzled and asked:

"Yes...... Why is my soul a fish?"

The old man smiled:

"That's why you have amnesia! Fish have only seven seconds of memory, so your memory is only seven days, but it's ......"

"But what?!" the young man seemed convinced.

The old man said confidently:

"But the old man has a way to cure you......"

"Then thank you senior!" the young man bowed suddenly.

The old man smiled naturally:

"Don't worry, my old man also needs to live, if you can bring five taels of silver within seven days, the old man will help you heal!"

As if he was sure that the other party would agree, the old man took out a burlap bag, which was the one that the young man used to hold the silver yesterday......

Entrance to the alley.

"Look, look, that man is out!"

"How many times...... I only remember the ...... It's been about twenty years...... It's been almost twenty-one years!"