Page 411
"Hmm?" Cheng Che lowered his head, thought for a moment, found a piece of paper, spread it out, sat on the steps beside him and looked straight at Fu Xuan, "What aspect are you talking about?"
"Swallowing the power of the Star God's destiny." Fu Xuan pondered for a moment, his voice calm, "Perhaps the word should be changed to nibble."
"No, I'm too lazy to guess." Cheng Che lowered his head and folded small things with candy wrappers, and said softly: "I don't care about the so-called fate and answers, I only care about everything I have experienced."
At this point, Cheng Che turned his head and looked at Fu Xuan, "You should understand what I mean."
"Yes." Fu Xuan nodded slightly, his eyes far-reaching, "It is normal to have unknown secrets in your body, but Cheng Che, you are now closely related to Luofu, and I also need to remind you that this unknown may bring you danger."
Cheng Che paused, "Are you concerned about me?"
It feels... a little strange.
Fu Xuan's face froze, and he turned his head away as if nothing had happened. "Why? As a Grand Astrologer, shouldn't you care about your colleagues?"
Cheng Che had no expression on his face but laughed, "Jing Yuan also said this, but I also answered that I don't care. The unknown may be dangerous, but danger excites me more. I am willing to challenge things I don't know."
At this point, Cheng Che raised his hand and poked the tasseled hairpin on Fu Xuan's head. In Fu Xuan's defensive and vigilant eyes, he whispered: "You have to believe me, I will always keep the right to choose. Even if I reach the end set by fate, I still have the choice to overturn the table."
Fu Xuan:......
Fu Xuan nodded and leaned back to avoid Cheng Che's hand, "I don't want to lose my hair."
Cheng Che blinked, "If it's something like losing hair, then you don't have to believe me."
Fu Xuan snorted and watched the illusion of Fu Xuan in front of him being defeated.
San Yue Qi held the longbow, his face full of speechlessness, "We started fighting right away, we won't have to fight all the way through, right?"
Although the illusion reduced its strength to a certain extent, it was after all the real strength of everyone in his memory that was reduced. Later...
San Yueqi frowned, "Behind us are Miss Tingyun, General Jingyuan, and Cheng Che! That's Cheng Che! How do I know if Cheng Che in the Qiongguan formation will call me his wife!"
How to fight!
If you don't have a chance to attack, you will turn into fireworks, and then whoosh - snap -
Hearing this, Xing was speechless for a moment, and the scum on his face turned into solemnity, "Now that you mention it, we think we can go back home, but there is a second option."
Hearing this, San Yue Qi turned his head sharply, "What choice?! And you secretly grew a brain behind my back?!"
"Hmm..." Xing's eyes flickered, and she quietly pointed at Cheng Che beside her, "I wonder if Cheng Che is willing to call me wife in front of my face."
March 7:…
That makes sense, but when did Xing grow brains?!
Before San Yueqi's expectant gaze could move to Cheng Che, a candy hit him on the head.
Cheng Che sat on the steps and looked at San Yue Qi, "You wishful thinking, it's obviously you who are searching for memories, and you still want to ask me for help?!"
"Why are we dreaming so beautifully? I haven't made a wish to you yet!" San Yue Qi walked to Cheng Che's side and pulled Cheng Che's sleeve up, "Let's go, let's go find the next illusion."
"What's your wish?" Cheng Che responded, stood up, patted his butt, and lazily followed San Yueqi's steps, "The wishing well won't release crows."
"I can't make a wish while looking for my memory, so... how about picking stars and the moon?" San Yue Qi said mumblingly, pulling the stars with his other hand, followed by Lord Fu Xuan who was there to support him.
Cheng Che thought for a moment and said, "This wish can be fulfilled."
"How can you be satisfied? Are you rich?" San Yue Qi's eyes widened. "Is performing arts so profitable?!"
Cheng Che looked at San Yue Qi expressionlessly, "Does it cost money to find a basin full of water?"
It's so beautiful!
He just bought himself a star and a boat!
Chapter 558 My head is itchy
"How do we find them? Call them one by one?"
San Yueqi stood at the intersection with his hands on his hips, his face full of confusion, "Master Taibu is okay, but I really can't beat General Jingyuan."
As soon as the words fell, Fu Xuan's eyes moved over instantly, "What do you mean Master Taibu is fine?!"
how? !
She, Fu Xuan, is not as good as Jing Yuan? !
San Yue Qi met Fu Xuan's gaze, smiled awkwardly, and poked Cheng Che, "Hey."
Cheng Che pulled out his clothes and sighed, "So many illusions, can I take them away?"
Fu Xuan:......
Today's Taibu is always speechless.
"Find a person who shouldn't exist but exists, and the rest is up to you." Fu Xuan was too lazy to say anything else. He simply removed the projection and his figure disappeared.
San Yue Qi poked his head to look at the place where Fu Xuan disappeared, and asked in confusion: "Is Master Taibu angry?"
"Humph, am I so petty?"
Fu Xuan's voice resounded throughout the illusion, with a hint of sneer, "I hope that after this incident, my reliability can replace the glorious image of the famous nonsense performance artist in your mind."
After he finished speaking, Fu Xuan stopped talking altogether.
Sanyueqi touched his head and asked, "A famous nonsense performance artist?"
"Jing Yuan?" Cheng Che was puzzled. "Is Jing Yuan talking nonsense?"
On the side, Xing had a very strange expression on his face.
She looked at the two people in front of her with a complicated look, wanting to say something but stopping herself, "The general used to say those polite words a lot, but friends, after being talked down to by Cheng Che a few times, the general now speaks very concisely."
Hearing this, Cheng Che nodded affirmatively, "Yes, now Jing Yuan only knows how to say... give money, help, and eat."
"Yeah." Sanyueqi sighed and touched the back of his head, "So who is the person who shouldn't have shown up but showed up?"
"Me." Cheng Che looked at the crowd in front of him calmly, "And Tingyun."
Hearing Cheng Che's words, San Yue Qi couldn't help but frowned, "I remember that you straightened Miss Tingyun's neck and then broke it, and then we went to fight Huanlong, right?"
"Yes." Cheng Che nodded, but couldn't help but add, "But then I went to pick up Dan Heng, and Tingyun... no, Huanlong ran towards Jianmu, and we met in Linyuan Realm."
March 7:…
San Yueqi looked up at Cheng Che and said, "People who have lost their memory usually don't have a very good memory. How come you remember it so clearly?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che reached out and pinched the little crow pendant on his backpack, "If you can't remember it, just review it more. Got it?"
"Oh." San Yue Qi glanced at Cheng Che, pointed at the crowd in front of him, and waved his hand, "We can ask everyone one by one! We will find it sooner or later!"
Cheng Che sighed softly, "That's not how you use exhaustive enumeration... We already know who has the problem, but we still use exhaustive enumeration... It's a waste of time."
"But don't you want to touch the illusion's head?" San Yue Qi looked up at Cheng Che, his pale blue eyes full of expectation and seriousness. "Think about it, if it were in reality, could you hold Uncle Yang's head and rub it randomly?! Can you hold General Jing Yuan's head and rub it randomly?! You can also rub your own head!"
Cheng Che thought about it and said, "You are right."
This is a good reason not to reject the brute force method!
March Seven excitedly pulled Xing and Cheng Che towards Walter, and asked curiously, "So when did you lose your memory? We didn't seem to notice this situation after we met you."
"A long time ago, when I was underage." Cheng Che walked lazily, and after standing up straight, he quickly stretched out his hand and pressed Walter's head to rub it. He was satisfied when he saw the illusion start to lose its hair. "Adolescence and madness are a bit out of control, and my family sent me to the hospital for a while."
San Yueqi nodded suddenly and looked at Cheng Che with a worried look, "Is it cured?"
"There is no effective cure for mental illness. We can only control it, especially my kind of madness is based on genetic problems. Now..." Cheng Che paused, as if assessing his own mental state, "It's not bad. After all, I have grown up and have some self-control."
San Yue Qi patted Cheng Che's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, no matter how crazy you are, I will never abandon you."
Cheng Che turned his head to meet San Yue Qi's gaze, and after a moment of silence, he nodded, "Okay."
On the side, Xing crossed his arms and looked at the two people in front of him, "I found a very serious problem."
"What?" Sanyueqi turned around and asked in confusion, "Have you found out who the distorted illusion is?"
star:……
Wasn't that discovered long ago?
Does the choice between Cheng Che and Ting Yun need to be repeated? !
Xing sighed softly and looked at Cheng Che with a puzzled look, "You look cold, but you are gentle and considerate to everyone, and... although you don't have a wife, it feels like anyone can be your wife."
Just at that moment, she suddenly felt that Cheng Che seemed very versatile.
Cheng Che's eyes were filled with horror. "Who? Who is gentle? Let me make it clear first that I am not a vixen. How can I be gentle?"
"Why is the vixen so gentle? Is it because of Miss Tingyun and Miss Yukong?" Xing tilted her head in confusion, "You seem to be very resistant."
Cheng Che thought about it and slapped his face, "My fault, stereotype."
"Oh." Xing came back to his senses and patted Cheng Che on the shoulder. "It's okay. If you go crazy, I will definitely find you and ask you to tell me your payment password."
Cheng Che turned his head expressionlessly, but was suddenly met with a pair of deep eyes hidden behind the lenses.
Ah, this illusion is quite realistic.
“Hello, Mr. Walter.” Cheng Che was silent for a moment, and then became serious. “I’m sorry I accidentally touched your head.”
Walter's illusion looked at Cheng Che, and said calmly, "Sorry? Accidentally? Then can you take away the hand you accidentally placed on my head now?"
Cheng Che took his hand back, "Okay."
"Uncle Yang, what are you doing?" San Yueqi stuck his head out and asked in confusion.
Walter Yang supported his eyes, held his cane and spoke in a deep voice, "Xiao Sanyue, we are going to prepare to attack Danding Division to chase Huanlong, you have to be careful and pay attention to safety."
March Seven nodded obediently, but heard Walter’s voice, “Little March, the future is the most important thing to us, isn’t it?”
San Yueqi took a step back, his hand involuntarily tightening around Cheng Che's, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Indulging in memories will numb your perception of the present and prevent you from having hope for the future." Walter's voice was extremely calm, yet chilling.
March Seven watched Walter turn around after saying this, and couldn't help but look up at Cheng Che, asking doubtfully, "Do you feel that Uncle Yang's tone of voice is a bit like Mr. Luosha? Doesn't Uncle Yang feel uncomfortable when he hears this tone?"
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che pulled out his hand and shook it, rubbing the red part on it, “Is the key point Mr. Walter’s tone?”
"Then what's the point?" San Yue Qi's eyes were a mixture of pink and blue, clear and innocent.
Cheng Che raised his hand and pinched San Yueqi's head, then moved closer and raised his voice, "It's obviously the Uncle Yang in your memory who is stopping you from exploring the past!"