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He cares, at least the dream master's position now...
Forget it. It doesn’t seem very important. Even if it’s exposed, it’s the dreamer who died, not Sunday, and it definitely couldn’t be the robin.
Sunday nodded slightly and turned to look at the dreamer.
He opened his mouth, came back to his senses and tore off the Band-Aid, "Please allow Mr. Cheng to ask questions to prove your innocence."
Dreamer: ...
He was betrayed by the whole world!
The dream master took a deep breath and managed to maintain his composure, "Alright."
Just ask, can it be replaced by Sunday?
Although so many forces are looking for Cheng Che, he will not believe that so many forces can be gathered into one person. How ridiculous is that?
Throughout the Amber Age, nothing so ridiculous has ever happened.
Come to think of it... maybe it was just a lie made up by those forces in order to divide Pinocchio.
Oh, what protection company, patrolling fairy boat, happy tavern, they are all mysterious lackeys!
Let’s all become fictional historians!
"That's great." Cheng Che sat side by side with Hua Huo, holding half a watermelon. He dug a piece off and fed it to A Gu, then spoke calmly, "After thinking about it, only Huan Yu, the fun person, is relatively neutral. What do you think? Although "He" likes to watch fun, I think it's fun to see which of us loses now. What do you think?"
On the side, Hua Huo's eyes lit up, "Ask! Ask Him!"
Isn't this a lot of fun!
I don't know if Lezishen will cooperate!
Hearing this, the dreamer felt a little relieved.
Everyone knows that it's fun. Maybe someone just thinks it's fun to keep their lies from being exposed.
Just ask!
"He plays with life and stirs up joy. The stars in the world are rotating and the Milky Way is quiet, but His laughter is eternal. It is difficult to have the same smile in life, and the lingering charm is all hidden in the smile. Let Him be the judge." Cheng Che used a spoon to scoop the watermelon pulp into small balls and removed the seeds, intending to eat them later without spitting out the seeds. "Oh, by the way, we have the judge, the plaintiff and the defendant, so how can we do without a jury?"
Cheng Che threw out a small mask like he was playing cards, then held the watermelon in one hand and rummaged through his bag with the other, "Please keep it as a witness."
"The jury of abundance and destruction, the clerk is the memory, the rules are interpreted by the intellect, and the executioner is the hunter."
At the side, Hua Huo looked up at Cheng Che with increasing interest in her eyes.
Various bits and pieces of the Star God's creations were scattered all over the ground, shining brightly and full of power.
Cheng Che clapped his hands, "Defendant Meng Zhu, please answer the plaintiff's questions."
"Question one, is the star god you believe in the same Harmonious Hepe?"
"Question 2: Is Pinocchio a dreamland of harmony?"
"Question three, do you know who is the person who manipulates the star core to spread danger?"
"Question 4: Did you use the Harmony Ceremony as an excuse to deceive the guests?"
"Question five..." Cheng Che paused, and finally thought of a question to make up the five questions, "Are you using the name of harmony to enforce order?"
Dreamer: ...
The dreamer looked at the "snacks" on the ground and remained silent.
It seems...what those noisy forces said is true.
In the silence of the dreamer, Cheng Che took a bite of watermelon, swallowed it, and spat out a watermelon seed that was not removed from the watermelon pulp with disgust, and said vaguely: "Swear, swear that if you tell a lie, then..."
"Forget it, you are definitely lying. I will not curse the Star God." Cheng Che paused and added expressionlessly, "You can swear however you want. Anyway, I will first express my determination and confidence as the plaintiff."
"I, Cheng Che, swear that if I lose the case, then the wall of protection will collapse immediately, hunting will never catch up with abundance, abundance will make life sick and suffer and die in torture, joy will never be able to feel happiness, memory will be lost immediately, intelligence will freeze instantly, the destroyed star core will become the seed of abundance, nothingness will strive to contribute to the construction of the universe without sleep and food."
There is no way to lose!
The dreamer became even more silent.
You can make random vows, but now it seems you can’t make random vows.
Apart from anything else, just by uttering this oath, the immortal boat Luofu outside Pinoconi will be able to win a great victory immediately.
At the side, Agu tilted his head and smiled strangely, "Gugugugugu, you don't dare anymore, right?!"
"What are you laughing at!" Hanabi slapped Agu on the head, looking very disapproving, "The God of Fun should be the judge, not you!"
Chapter 755 I can’t help it!
Perhaps the power of the oath was too strong, the dream master rarely spoke again.
Pinocchio, the golden hour, people coming and going on the square, people immersed in their dreams did not pay attention to the small confrontation, only the outlet of the game machine made a rustling sound, and the game coins flowed out like a flood, carrying the extravagance and ruthlessness of capital, but also showing a sense of absurdity of a dream coming true.
Cheng Che was too lazy to look for the dream master, and just looked at Zhou Ri, "Why are you all silent? Don't you have anything to say?"
On the side, Hua Huo picked up a hemispherical watermelon, bit the rind and drank the sweet juice, then wiped her mouth, "I can't say it anymore. It's okay to swear by the Star God, but who said that our happiness is included in this oath?"
At this point, Hanabi chuckled, "God of Fun! Maybe the oath will come true!"
Hearing this, Zhou Ri's mouth twitched and he quickly lowered his head to avoid being seen smiling.
Although the current situation is out of my control, I feel an inexplicable sense of comfort.
Perhaps the person who raised him was looked down upon, or perhaps the other party could really say such insulting words without restraint.
"With pleasure as evidence? What is pleasure as evidence?"
After a long time, the Dream Master finally spoke in a deep voice, his tone full of coldness, "As a Masked Fool and an Envoy of the Pleasure Order, you don't understand the Star God, and you don't understand yourself?"
Agu: ???
Agu tilted his head, his eyes wide open.
what?
There are still people who doubt Him? !
Gugu is quite entertaining.
"Why not joy?" Cheng Che seemed to be planning to say all the words he had been holding in his heart at once. He sat on the trash can and held a watermelon in his arms and calmly began to refute, "Joy is just a simple fun? Why are you so one-sided? I have said that "He" is the satisfaction of form, emotion, thought, knowledge and body. You are really too one-sided. I have never seen a person who is afraid of losing the case and then questions the judge. How about you find one?"
"You're still questioning joy. You're very capable. Joy is clearly something that gives life form, but you're talking about it as if it's something that cats and dogs hate. You're the only one who can make a noise. I want you to explode to the sky but I'm afraid I'll dirty my mouth."
"Come on, find a judge and see if your dead god can fake a corpse just to support you. You really think you are a big shot. In my hometown, you wouldn't even be good enough to be served as a dish on the side dish table."
After saying these two sentences, Cheng Che stood up, patted his butt, and stroked Agu's wings with a calm face, "Forget it, I won't say any more. What if you die if I continue? I feel disgusted to dirty my knife if I kill you."
On the side, Hanabi blinked, "Then explode into fireworks!"
Call me wife!
"Heh, I know the difference between a dirty knife and a dirty mouth, right?" Cheng Che stuffed Agu into his bag expressionlessly, and patted Hua Huo's shoulder, "Let's go and have some fun."
Hua Huo's eyes lit up, and after jumping off the trash can, she quickly followed Cheng Che's footsteps, "Where should we go to have fun? Invite Giovanni and Sambo to have a swearing contest together, okay? Let's go grab the venue of that competition!!!"
Cheng Che nodded indifferently, but stopped.
Behind him, the Dream Master sighed and finally said, "Sunday, stop them."
The puppet-like people took a step forward in unison, and their voices mixed with various tones twisted into a deep voice, "The Star Train and the Joy Walker tried to kill the robin that sang for the gods before the Harmony Ceremony. The robin was seriously injured and was in critical condition. The prisoner was captured and detained by the Oak Family."
Sunday's eyelids twitched and he looked at the crowd not far away with a strange look.
After a while, Sunday chuckled and said, "You think too highly of me. How can I stop them?"
You should have some idea of your own strength. You are such an arrogant and conceited old man.
This is a messenger, and a messenger from the Happy Family.
Maybe the happy star god is watching, seeing his messenger being beaten up, and has to give some strength just for fun at the critical moment.
Besides, he felt on Sunday that he really couldn't beat Cheng Che.
You can’t win by scolding me, and you can’t win by beating me, so why not just become a Joy Walker?
Besides, he is not a love interest, so why does he insist on fighting when he knows he can't win?
"Sunday, I raised you, I know you too well." The dream master's low voice sounded, but was interrupted again, "You——"
Cheng Che stopped walking, frowned and turned around, "Damn, I feel sick again."
Hanabi poked her head out, "What's going on?"
"You are flattering yourself too much. It's not like you can just give him some food and clothes and let him grow up on his own." Cheng Che muttered quickly and patted Agu's head. "Kill him for me! I can't bear it anymore!"
Agu: ...
If you dislike getting your knife and mouth dirty, then He will dislike it too!
He is a star god, and he sent down his projection just to crush a dung beetle? !
Sunday's eyelids twitched, and he calmly pulled his sister's wrist and took two steps back.
There was a slight clicking sound, and the dreamer looked up blankly.
The sky, which reflected the clinking of glasses and the elegant ladies, suddenly tore a huge crack, and then there was a chaotic laugh.
The happy laughter and sad crying of babies, the sighs and youthful smiles of young people, the voices of middle-aged people who find joy in suffering, the sighs of relief of the elderly as they watch their younger generations grow up, the joys and sorrows, love and hate, and emotions of life are mixed and intertwined, and the gods sigh with satisfaction.
All kinds of sounds mixed together and twisted into a rope called emotion.
A black hand stretched out from the crack, and in the crack were different but lifelike masks. "You despicable people, you dare to treat me like an ant——"
A voice filled with emotion resounded throughout the dream, and under the pressure of the Star God, even time seemed to stop at this moment.
But the next moment, the mask squeezed out, and the voice with majesty and power suddenly changed, "Gugu, it's quite fun!"
With a snap, the puppet fell to the ground and the dream master was silent.
A huge black hand hung down from the sky, moving this way and then rubbing that way. It was obvious that its majestic look could only be maintained for three seconds.
After a moment, He finally found the target.
A black hand picked at the crack and tore it, while the other hand scooped up a pile of garbage and threw it into the square.
Cheng Che, who was buried in the garbage from the Star God, poked his head out from the garbage with an expressionless face. Before he could utter a question, he was touched on the head.
Agu lowered one hand and touched Cheng Che's head with his index finger, then moved the garbage towards Cheng Che, "Eat, eat quickly, when you're full, let's go have some fun!"