Xu Fan only left the room after the rooster crowed outside the door the next morning.

With the help of the Blood Glazed Treasure of Ten Thousand Demons keeping watch, Xu Fan was able to get a good rest last night, which was a rare treat. He stretched and greeted Lao Bai as he walked out of the house next door.

"Good morning, Brother Bai."

Old Bai was taken aback at first, then subconsciously glanced at the sign in front of Xu Fan, a look of realization appearing on his face. He then greeted Xu Fan politely.

Good morning.

However, the familiarity and ease with which he had shown yesterday were gone from his words.

Xu Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly asked, "Brother Bai, don't you recognize me?"

Old Bai, standing opposite Xu Fan, was taken aback: "I know you?"

At this moment, Xu Fan realized something was wrong: "You definitely know me. You were the one who took me to the yamen to register yesterday, don't you remember?"

Old Bai frowned, a look of disappointment and confusion on his face: "Really? But I don't remember it."

"Brother Bai, how old are you? How come you've forgotten about yesterday so quickly?"

Old Bai opened his mouth, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

After a moment of silence, Old Bai said with a bitter expression, "I don't know how old I am."

Are you forgetful?

Xu Fan hesitated for a moment, then asked, "How did you know who it was?"

Old Bai pointed to the small sign hanging in front of him as if it were a matter of course:

"It says here, I'm BaiMing."

No, if Lao Bai can forget about yesterday's events, why is he still able to take the words in front of him seriously?

With a thought, Xu Fan activated the system's scanning function.

The system has initiated a search and is connecting to the database.

[Scanning in progress...]

【Name

Identity: An ordinary person imbued with the power of miracles.

Another ordinary person tainted by the power of miracles!

It seems that Lao Bai's forgetting things wasn't accidental.

Xu Fan tentatively asked, "Brother Bai, why do you remember the words on the sign?"

Xu Fan had given up hope, but Lao Bai surprised him.

"This is what the city lord taught us, how could I possibly forget it?"

Xu Fan tried to extract more clues from Lao Bai: "Do you remember when the city lord taught you these characters?"

"when?"

A hint of hesitation appeared on Lao Bai's face, which quickly turned into joy, and he said excitedly:

“I remember now, the city lord taught us these characters yesterday afternoon!”

Yesterday afternoon...

According to the time of the resting place, I entered the resting place yesterday afternoon.

Yesterday afternoon, Lao Bai clearly took me to the government office to register my information. How could I possibly have had time to learn to read and write?

Xu Fan pondered, considering various possibilities.

A bold idea suddenly popped into Xu Fan's mind.

Is it possible that Old Bai isn't forgetful, but rather that his memory is stuck at the time when the city bishop and the others wrote?

In that case, the power of miracles would freeze their memories at a fixed point in time forever?

"Xiao Xu, let's go out and take a look. The full moon has passed, and the city lord should be meeting with us commoners."

Upon hearing Bai Ming's words, Xu Fan suddenly looked up.

The sun in the sky was like a newly risen sun, its soft glow reflecting on the houses and giving these ordinary dwellings a golden halo.

However, the moon hanging high in the sky changed; the once full moon was now missing a piece.

"Okay, let's go take a look together."

Xu Fan also wanted to take this opportunity to learn more about the city lord.

Since Old Bai said that these texts were given to them by the city lord, it means that the matter of the power of miracles is also inseparable from the city lord.

The two arrived at the government office again, where a large crowd had already gathered.

Old Zhang, a yamen runner, walked out of the yamen with a notice in his hand.

Old Bai shouted at the top of his lungs, "Old Zhang, is the city lord coming?"

Old Zhang nodded: "That's right, the moon has its waning phases, the city lord is coming back to see us."

Upon hearing what Old Zhang said, Xu Fan suddenly spoke up: "Brother Zhang, do you still remember me?"

Old Zhang looked at Xu Fan as if he were a fool: "I remember, you came to the government office to register yesterday, and I wrote the sign in front of you myself."

After speaking, Old Zhang looked at Xu Fan warily:

"You should rest here for the next few days. Eat and sleep as usual. After the city lord has finished meeting with the people, I will take you to see him."

"As for your return, the city lord will find a way to resolve it for you."

Xu Fan nodded: "Then thank you very much, Brother Zhang."

Xu Fan couldn't read the words on the notice, so he could only watch the excitement with Lao Bai and the others.

When they returned, Xu Fan asked:

"Brother Bai, has the city lord said when he's coming?"

Old Bai said with a big smile, "Judging from the moon right now, it should arrive in the next day or two."

Xu Fan subconsciously looked up at the sky and saw that the gap in the moon had grown larger at some point.

By tomorrow or the day after, the moon will probably be a crescent moon.

When Xu Fan returned home that day, he realized that someone was secretly monitoring him.

However, since everything here is unknown, the play must still be played out.

Xu Fan, like an ordinary person, started a fire and cooked. After finishing his meal, he lay down on the bed and deliberately started snoring.

It was at this moment that the people watching Xu Fan outside left.

Considering the entire time this person was watching me, the problem must lie in the food.

However, Xu Fan was just going through the motions of eating; he didn't dare to eat a single bite of the food here until he was sure what it was.

When the rooster crowed, Xu Fan got up and looked outside. Old Bai had changed into a new set of clothes and was walking impatiently into the street.

They must be going to welcome their city lord.

Xu Fan calmly followed Lao Bai out the door. Seeing that everyone was standing by the roadside, Xu Fan discreetly joined the crowd.

Just as Xu Fan was getting impatient, a loud shout suddenly came from the crowd on the roadside.

"City Lord!"

Then, most of the people on the roadside looked at the road with fanaticism, as if they were a group of devout believers who had seen their god.

Surrounded by the crowd, a handsome man dressed in a moon-white robe slowly walked into the city, greeting the enthusiastic people as he went, like a lion surveying its territory.

"This is our city lord."

Xu Fan turned his head and saw that Old Zhang had somehow ended up standing next to him.