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The autumn breeze gently carries golden leaves, drifting down into the courtyard of the inn, adding a touch of poetic melancholy to the ancient architecture. Xiao Xiangzi stands quietly on the balcony of the building, her eyes wandering through the tranquil scenery while her thoughts are far away.
Since Mo Deqian arrived at the inn, Xiao Xiangzi has increasingly felt that this man is extraordinary. His words and actions, his profound understanding of martial arts, and his exceptional abilities in managing the affairs of the inn have filled Xiao Xiangzi with curiosity and confusion about his past. She can sense that Mo Deqian's past must be remarkable, and his amnesia only adds to the mystery.
Xiao Xiangzi decided to start observing Mo Deqian and look for the right opportunity to explore his past. This may not be an easy task, but her intuition tells her that Mo Deqian's identity could be a huge opportunity for the inn.
The gentle afternoon sunlight streamed through the windows into the lobby. Xiao Xiangzi sat at a table in the corner, lightly flipping through the ledger, but her attention was clearly not on the numbers. Her eyes occasionally lifted from the ledger to secretly observe the busy Mo Deqian. She not only paid attention to his work efficiency, but also evaluated his attitude and approach when interacting with guests, thinking about how to better utilize his abilities to bring more benefits to the inn.
At dinner time, the inn became lively. People sat around, sharing interesting stories from their travels or gossip from the martial arts world. Xiao Xiangzi sat at her table, her gaze sweeping over the guests, finally resting on Mo Deqian. She noticed that when Mo Deqian passed by a table of martial artists, his expression changed slightly, as if reacting to their conversation.
Xiao Xiangzi quietly called a server over and instructed in a low voice, "Go tell Mo Deqian to come see me when he has a moment."
Before long, Mo Deqian walked over. His steps were still steady, and his expression was calm. Xiao Xiangzi gestured for him to sit down, then asked directly, "Mo Deqian, I noticed that you seemed very interested in those martial artists at the table. Were you a part of the martial arts world in the past?"
Mo Deqian nodded slightly, speaking calmly, "I don't know."
Xiao Xiangzi's eyes flashed with a hint of shrewdness, and she continued to ask, "What about your martial arts..."
Mo Deqian interrupted her, saying, "I know nothing about my past identity. I am just a helper in the inn now."
Mo Deqian stood up and prepared to go back to work. Xiao Xiangzi watched his back and became even more certain in her heart that this man not only excelled in his daily work, but also must have unique experiences in the martial world.
A strong curiosity surged in Xiao Xiangzi's heart. She waited until Mo Deqian finished his work and quietly followed him back to the kitchen. In a corner of the kitchen, she softly called out, "Mo Deqian, I have some questions I want to ask you."
Mo Deqian turned around and faced Xiao Xiangzi, his eyes still maintaining a sense of calmness: "What can I do for you?"
Xiao Xiangzi took a deep breath, with a hint of seriousness in her tone: "Mo Deqian, I have observed you for a long time. Your words and actions, your profound understanding of martial arts, all of this makes me feel that you are not an ordinary person. I want to know, what is your past like? Why did you lose your memory?"
Mo Deqian's face showed a hint of confusion, and he answered in a low voice, "I really don't remember. I have no knowledge of my own past, and all of this is a mystery to me."
Xiao Xiangzi had a hint of disappointment in her eyes, but she didn't give up and continued to ask, "Then where did your understanding of martial arts and your extraordinary ability to handle things come from?"
Mo Deqian fell silent for a moment and finally said, "Perhaps all of that is a part of my past, but now I am just an ordinary helper in the inn."
Xiao Xiangzi gazed at him, realizing that uncovering Mo Deqian's secrets would likely require more time and patience. But she was certain that Mo Deqian's past must be closely related to his current behavior. Her heart was filled with anticipation, hoping to unravel the mystery surrounding Mo Deqian and to use it all to bring greater benefits and prestige to the inn.
It's late at night, and the inn is gradually quieting down. Xiao Xiangzi returns to her room, sits at the table, and lights a candle, quietly contemplating. Her eyes are filled with plans and ambitions, and as long as she seizes the opportunity, the inn will surely become the most famous and prosperous place in the area.
As time passes, Xiao Xiangzi's observations of Mo Deqian become more profound. She begins to notice the extraordinary judgment and wisdom he displays in dealing with guests and daily affairs. Every night, Xiao Xiangzi would ponder repeatedly in her room, trying to find clues about his past identity from Mo Deqian's words and actions.
During these days, Xiao Xiangzi discovered that Mo Deqian not only performed well in the daily work of the inn, but also demonstrated his leadership and adaptability in some unexpected events. Once, the inn experienced a small-scale fire, and it was Mo Deqian's calm command and timely handling that prevented greater loss. This made Xiao Xiangzi more certain of his abilities and deepened her curiosity about his past.
As the days went by, Xiao Xiangzi's understanding of Mo Deqian also deepened. On one occasion, Xiao Xiangzi saw Mo Deqian practicing swordsmanship in the backyard of the inn. Although his swordsmanship was simple, every move revealed profound internal strength.
Xiao Xiangzi couldn't help but entertain a bold idea: if Mo Deqian could regain his memory, perhaps he could bring greater fame and fortune to the inn. She began secretly searching for ways to restore Mo Deqian's memory, while also considering how to better utilize his talents.
On a quiet night, Xiao Xiangzi sat at her desk in her room, lighting a candle and flipping through an ancient medical book. Her eyes sparkled with determination, believing that with enough effort, she would eventually unravel the mysterious veil of Mo Deqian's past.
In the quiet of the late night, ripples appeared in Xiao Xiangzi's heart. She flipped through the ancient book in her hand, but her mind was pondering Mo Deqian's past. The candlelight reflected on her face, revealing a determined and profound expression.
She contemplated how to awaken the lost memories of Mo Deqian. This might be a long and difficult process, but her intuition told her that this was a rare opportunity for the inn. Mo Deqian's past might hold the key to the future prosperity of the inn.
The next day, Xiao Xiangzi invited Mo Deqian to her private room. There was a hint of tenderness in her eyes as she tried to approach this mysterious man in a more friendly manner.
"Mo Deqian, you performed very well at the inn, and I want you to know that I am very grateful to you," Xiao Xiangzi began with a smile.
Mo Deqian nodded, his tone still calm: "You're too kind, I just did what I should do."
Xiao Xiangzi gazed at Mo Deqian and said slowly, "Your past may be a mystery to you, but I believe it's very important to you and to our inn. If possible, I want to help you regain your memories."
Mo Deqian's eyes flashed with a hint of confusion, but quickly regained their composure: "If Xiao Xiangzi is willing, I would of course be extremely grateful. But I don't want this matter to become a burden for the inn."
"No, it won't," Xiao Xiangzi replied firmly. "This is not just for you, but also for the future of our visit to the inn. Your past may bring us more opportunities."
Xiao Xiangzi's words are full of confidence, she believes in her own intuition. Mo Deqian remained silent for a while, and finally said, "Then I'll leave it to Xiao Xiangzi."
In the following days, Xiao Xiangzi began secretly searching for methods to awaken her memory. She visited many famous doctors, read a large number of medical books and classics, and even tried some ancient secrets. Her actions were extremely low-key, fearing unnecessary attention.
At the same time, Mo Deqian's performance in the inn is becoming more and more outstanding. Not only does he handle daily affairs with ease, but he also demonstrates extraordinary adaptability in some special situations. For example, there was a small-scale dispute in the inn once, and it was Mo Deqian's timely handling that prevented the situation from further deteriorating.
Xiao Xiangzi saw all this and became more convinced of Mo Deqian's extraordinary abilities. She looks forward to one day uncovering Mo Deqian's past and turning this mystery into a fortune for the inn.
Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, it's deep autumn. One night, Xiao Xiangzi was flipping through an ancient book in her room, her eyes shining with contemplation. At that moment, she discovered an ancient secret method for awakening memories, which filled her with intense excitement.
Xiao Xiangzi decided to try this method as soon as possible to see if it could awaken Mo Deqian's memories. She knew it might be a risky decision, but for her and the guests at the inn, it was a rare opportunity.
So, on a night with a few stars in the sky, Xiao Xiangzi prepared everything she needed and invited Mo Deqian to her room. She explained her plan to Mo Deqian and asked if he was willing to try.
After a moment of silence, Mo Deqian nodded in agreement.
As the night deepened, Xiao Xiangzi began the secret ritual. In the flickering candlelight, her figure appeared particularly mysterious and solemn. Her voice intoned the incantations in a low, rhythmic manner, and the rising smoke from the incense seemed to connect with another world.
Mo Deqian sat across from her, his eyes revealing a hint of anticipation and curiosity. As the ritual progressed, his gaze gradually became profound, as if he were recalling something.
At that moment, a sudden breeze blew through, causing the candlelight to flicker, and Xiao Xiangzi's voice became more urgent. She could feel a mysterious force flowing through the room, and she believed that this attempt would be successful.
Finally, when the ritual ended, Mo Deqian slowly opened his eyes. There seemed to be a dazed look in his eyes. Xiao Xiangzi eagerly asked, "Do you remember anything?"
Mo Deqian took a deep breath, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes: "I remember some fragments, but it's not clear enough. It seems that my past is related to a certain Taoist temple."
A hint of excitement flashed in Xiao Xiangzi's eyes. This was an important clue. In order to fully restore Mo Deqian's memory, more effort and time would be needed, but she had already taken the first step.
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