Chapter 83
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"I think you might have misunderstood something." Chen Ze's mouth twitched. This old man was a little fierce, drawing his sword at the slightest disagreement.
"Oh? Although I'm old, I'm not deaf. "Miguel waved the dagger in his hand.
There was an extremely powerful magic formation here. Miguel knew that he couldn't solve the problem, but it wasn't his style to wait for death.
"I just fed you chili. It will make you feel a special taste, but it's essentially pain." Chen Ze had no choice but to explain.
"Pain?" Miguel was taken aback. He felt like he understood what Chen Ze was trying to say.
"Young man, are you willing to listen to an old man like me tell you a story?" Miguel sat down on the chair. His dagger was nowhere to be seen.
Chen Ze looked at his phone. It was still early, and there probably wouldn't be any guests coming in for the time being. There was nothing wrong with listening to a story.
"I'd like to hear more." Chen Ze sat opposite Miguel.
"Last year, I went to explore a ruin because it was rumored to be the place where the God of Tides fell. I brought my granddaughter along." Chen Ze blinked. Why did he bring his granddaughter to explore a ruin?
What kind of operation was this? Shouldn't he have invited other strong people to go with him?
At the very least, he could have started with a dog and relied on picking up all the equipment.
Although Chen Ze had a lot to say, he held back. The story wasn't finished yet.
"I won't talk about the adventure. I'll tell you the result." Miguel's next words were a little unexpected. Chen Ze thought that he would be able to hear a big story.
"That ruin wasn't the place where the God of Tides fell. It was the former residence of the God of Time." A hint of fear flashed in Miguel's eyes.
"We … found an hourglass inside and brought it out. There was a sentence on it. I asked an old elf friend to translate it." Chen Ze could see that Miguel's fingers were trembling, as if a strong sense of fear was pressing down on him.
"My old friend told me that the words on the hourglass were, 'Time leaves the mouth and enters the memory.' At that time, I didn't understand what it meant. Later, when the sand in the hourglass disappeared, I realized that I was cursed. "Miguel pointed to his mouth.
"My mouth has been cursed. Everything in my mouth has lost its sense of time. There is no taste, no pain, nothing." Miguel opened his mouth wide. Chen Ze was a little creeped out because he could see that there were countless food and even bodies and debris in Miguel's mouth.
"As you can see, everything that enters my mouth will lose time and stay in there forever. I can't take it out either," Miguel said calmly.
"But it doesn't affect my ability to speak. The things I eat can also keep me alive." Chen Ze understood the meaning of the first sentence.
"But my granddaughter is also cursed." Miguel's tone was filled with regret.
"Entered the memories?" Chen Ze remembered that this was the second sentence of the hourglass. If Miguel was cursed by the first sentence, then his granddaughter must be cursed by the second sentence.
"Yes … My … My granddaughter. She is no longer my granddaughter." Miguel's expression was bleak.
"She only has the memory of a day. After a day, she is like a newborn child. Although she can still speak and has common sense, she doesn't know who she is, where she is, or who I am." Miguel lowered his head.
"She doesn't even remember her parents. Because of this, my child is unwilling to acknowledge me as her father."
"How I wish, I wish that the person cursed by the second sentence was me!" Miguel roared at the top of his lungs.
Chen Ze didn't say anything. It was hard for him to imagine that someone would go through such an experience. Whether it was for that person or for their loved ones, it was an unbearable pain.
Why was a person a person? It wasn't just because of gender and DNA. It was also because of the experiences and memories that made a person a person and not someone else.
If she lost her memories and had no past experiences, would she still be her?
What's more, the memories would come back to him every day. Chen Ze looked at the old man in front of him. He didn't know how he had made it through. What kind of frustration and regret did he have to make it through this year?
"Then what about your granddaughter?" Chen Ze asked worriedly.
"She was locked up in my house. The house is very big, and I know what she likes. Although she would make a big fuss and cry every day when she wakes up, she would get better after a while." Miguel shook his head. This kind of life had been going on for more than a year.
"Thank you for being willing to listen to my story, young man. This is the meal fee." Miguel put down a money bag and turned to leave the dining room.
Chen Ze looked at the old man's back. It was so heavy that it even made Miguel look a little hunched.
Chen Ze knew that as long as the curse didn't dissipate, Miguel would still live this kind of life and suffer this kind of pain.
"What a depressing story …" Chen Ze picked up the money bag and put it into the money box in the kitchen without caring about how much there was.
No new customers came in for the whole afternoon. This made Chen Ze, who was trying to change his mood, very depressed.
However, thanks to the lack of customers in the afternoon, Chen Ze prepared all the ingredients he was going to set up a stall today.
"I didn't expect the tentacles to appear once every 15 days." Chen Ze also remembered the time when the tentacles appeared. Every 15 days, one of the tentacles he got from Lavra would automatically break off.
"Let's log into the forum …" Even good wine was afraid of being too deep in the alley. Although Chen Ze's barbecue stall was already a little famous, Chen Ze felt that it was still necessary to publicize it in advance.
There was only one largest food forum in the city. Chen Ze registered an account in this forum, then changed his ID to Dream Barbecue Stall and posted a post.
[Dream Restaurant will set up a stall in front of the restaurant tonight. The delicacies from before in City First Middle School are here again!]
It was a very simple post. Not long after it was posted, the forum moderator private messaged Chen Ze to verify his identity. Then, Chen Ze's post was pinned and highlighted.
[Riding Wind: What the f * ck? Did he come back to life?]
[MaWaMei: It's been pinned and highlighted … Looks like it's really that Buddhist barbecue stall.]
[Why are you so familiar: Dream Barbecue Stall? I've never heard of it. Is it delicious?]
Looking at the super many replies, Chen Ze began to think about whether to hire a part-time job to help him sell barbecue skewers at night.
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