People are collapsing iron, they say I am a greedy messenger

This time, the security guard didn't make things difficult for him. He turned around and went back to the house smoothly. Not long after, he handed him what he wanted.

Those are emotions that can only exist in dreams, such as lingering hatred, dark clouds of suspicion, etc. They gain substance in dreams and can be touched.

Locals add these emotional archetypes to cigarettes, drinks, and food to add flavor, but Sambo has other uses for them.

……

Next, the girl watched the other person's performance quietly, watched him keep the secret, watched him trick Xing into going to the arcade to experience the arcade and get a moment of freedom, watched him bring a few people to the dream store to customize dream bubbles.

Until Xing stepped into the dream bubble with the mentality of giving it a try.

Yue Yan, who had been silent all the time, looked at Sangbo. At that moment, he seemed to see Hua Huo, who was hiding under the mask and laughing secretly.

This is really a bit boring, and I guess readers won’t be happy to read it. She is ready to expose the other party.

"Brother, you know what? Your acting skills aren't that great. In my opinion, they're even a bit clumsy."

"Ok?"

When Sangbo heard this, his hands, which were counting money, suddenly froze. Then, with his usual smile, he calmly put the money back and asked:

"What do you mean, old friend?"

"I just want to tell you - you really know Sambo, his habits, and the way he treats people.

But unfortunately, when imitating others, your acting skills are not natural. There is a big difference between your style and Sambo's, and your purposefulness is too strong. This is the key to your flaws.

Although both of you are Masked Fools, Sambo prefers to watch from the sidelines, sometimes giving others a little help to guide the results they want, but you are obviously different. You seem to prefer to take the initiative to facilitate the fun? "

As the girl spoke more and more, the malicious smile on "Sambo's" face gradually disappeared and turned into another kind... a more purely sinister, cunning, and joyful smile.

"Am I right? Strange Ms. Fool—your subconscious action of grooming your hair has already revealed your gender. Daddy Cold Legs doesn't have hair that long."

"Ah...you are worthy of being Miss Yue Yan. What a pity! I have done a lot of homework, but you still saw through it.

Sambo also told me to be careful of you, saying that you are very smart. Now it seems that it is true. You are much more careful than your companion. Sigh..."

At this point, having been exposed, Hanabi was no longer prepared to pretend. She pretended to be disappointed, as if regretting that her identity had been exposed, but she quickly regained her usual Sambo smile and asked in return:

"Then the question is... has Miss Yue Yan, who is so smart and clever, noticed anything unusual about the girl who has been traveling with her all this time?"

He signaled Yue Yan with his eyes to look around him - Liuying, who had been standing there just now, had left at some point.

"Of course."

However, Yue Yan remained calm and didn't even turn his head:

"A temporary actress claiming to be from Pinocchio, who doesn't even know the ropes of a professional, yet possesses incredibly advanced anti-detection and anti-tracking techniques. With such obvious tricks, do you think I'd be fooled by her?"

"Then why didn't you expose her? Instead, you found me first?"

Sambo spread his hands, looking very innocent: "Don't you trust old Sambo? I am your good brother."

"nonsense."

The girl rolled her eyes and said, "I must be crazy to trust a masked fool.

The evil tastes of you and the god of fun you believe in are well known to the world, so please get out of here before I change my mind, or I'll throw your masks all over the floor."

The Masked Fools are a very special group among Pinocchio's crew... They simply won't take sides, and they don't care whether it's the train crew, the company, or Taichi's dream. The reason they intervene in this matter is just to promote better results and create more interesting fun, and this is especially true for Hanabi.

Yue Yan really had no good feelings towards this kind of female ghost, and it was hard for her to understand people who liked people like Xp - she had never read books like this in her previous life. All she saw was the feeling of a naughty fifth or sixth grader, and she got annoyed at the first glance.

If she had the chance, she would probably be more willing to use physical means to teach Hanabi a lesson - for example, she would raise her fist to knock her to the ground, and then take out a copper-headed leather belt to whip her until her teeth spun like a top!

However, considering that the girl didn't do anything bad at the moment and just had a bad mouth, her crime was not serious enough, so the girl was merciful and decided to let her go.

"Well, well, since you are so confident in yourself, my kindness will end here for now."

Sambo said this, turned around and slowly left the place, with a hint of regret in his words:

"Although I really want to remind you to be careful with that girl, it seems like you won't listen to me. Never mind, let it be.

After all, who doesn’t have fun?”

……

Fireworks left.

Yue Yan waited quietly for Xing to escape from the dream bubble, and the moment she emerged, she reached out and grabbed her:

"Sambo is gone."

"Ah? Gone, where did you go?"

Xing was completely stunned at this moment. He didn't react for a moment. He wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said dully:

"I just had a really weird dream... In it, I saw a Beloberg made of trash cans. After that dream, I felt completely sick..."

Afterwards, the girl summarized the current situation for her, including that Liuying had lied, that she was most likely a real stowaway, and that there was actually someone else hiding under Sambo's skin...

"Ah? Then...what should we do now?"

Hearing this, Xing gradually came back to his senses from his dream of the trash can. He couldn't believe it. That gentle and lovely silver-haired girl was actually a genuine illegal immigrant. How could such a thing be possible? And if that was the case, wouldn't that mean...

"Doesn't that mean that your beating of those hounds was an act of obstruction of public service, Yue Yan?"

224

Chapter 224: Single Mother Yue Yan?

"First of all, it was you who first shouted about your duty to protect the beautiful girl, and that's how you attracted the hound's attention."

Feeling the other person's peculiar train of thought, Yue Yan was a little speechless. He reached out and knocked her on the head. Seeing her covering her head in pain, he continued with satisfaction:

"Secondly, those guys were truly reckless... They attacked me with weapons without any reason, without even asking a single question. This is completely inconsistent with law enforcement procedures... At that time, my beating them up was legitimate defense, and there's nothing wrong with it."

The little raccoon suddenly realized:

"So that's how it is, I understand!"

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now... Liuying is waiting over there, do you want to go talk to her?"

Yue Yan pointed to a large balcony in the distance where there were few people. A silver-haired girl was standing there with her back to them, as if waiting for someone.

Xing scratched his head:

"Oh, I should talk to her..."

……

On the other side, on the rooftop - although she had learned the script in advance and knew what she had to do and how to do it... Liuying still couldn't help feeling nervous.

She turned her head carefully like a thief to "peek"

Seeing Yue Yan and Xing walking towards her, she quickly and nervously turned her head back. For a moment, she didn't want to turn around and face them - she was afraid of seeing disappointment in their eyes, and even more afraid of being questioned like "Why did you lie to us?"

A sense of dread, a sense of shortness of breath... This feeling was exactly the same as when she drank the tea that day, as if someone was pinching her heart...

This is strange.

Because she felt that she should only care about Xing. She had never had any intersection with the woman named Yue Yan before, and only heard some things about her from Kafka and Ren.

"She is a gentle, mysterious girl with a charm far beyond that of an ordinary person."

When Kafka said this, the smile on her face was much more intense than usual:

"She's very mysterious, far beyond the ability to be summed up in a single sentence. If you spend a little time with her, you'll unconsciously become curious about her. After a while, this curiosity will turn into dependence... because you won't find any reason not to rely on her.

This is also the reason why I don’t go to see her often. Although there seems to be nothing wrong in relying on her, I don’t want to do that for the time being... But if I have to give Yue Yan a positioning, I think it’s probably the perfect partner.

By the way, her tolerance and the maternal love that she reveals from time to time can be very lethal to a child like you who lacks love. Remember to be careful when you go to Pinocchio and don't fall for her.

After all, I don't think Elio would like one of his generals to give up his position as a star core hunter and follow her on the train because of an unknown guest."

At that time, Liuying thought Kafka was joking and blushed to refute her a few times, but Kafka just said: "You will know when the time comes."

But now it seems that Yue Yan really does have some special personal charm, so much so that Liuying already regards her as a friend, rather than a stranger whom she has met for less than a day.

And...she cooks really delicious food

Just as Liuying was lost in thought, the sound of footsteps behind her gradually became clearer. She turned her head and her eyes met Yue Yan's.

"..."

The other person's eyes were still the same as when they first met, calm yet with a hint of tenderness, without any blame or resentment...

"I……"

Liuying wanted to say something, but saw the girl waving her hand:

"There's no need to be so nervous... If you have anything to say, you can talk slowly. I knew from the moment we met that you weren't a true Pinocchio, so there's no need for you to explain anything so quickly.

If you really don’t want to say something, you don’t have to. Everyone has their own little secrets, and I understand that.”

After hearing what the other party said, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Xing again - there was no bad intention in her eyes either, only worry and curiosity.

At this moment, the big stone in the silver-haired girl's heart finally fell to the ground.

So, she slowly said:

"I'm sorry, I did lie to you. I'm not from Pinocchio, and the hounds were chasing me for a reason.

But please believe me, I have absolutely no intention of doing anything bad to you or the train.

I want to invite you to a place where I can tell you everything I know."

……

Liuying is a poor child. Both her background and current situation are extremely miserable. Therefore, when facing her, Yueyan shows an attitude that is completely different from Huahuo. She is very gentle - just like when she took care of those poor students in the restaurant.

"Want some marshmallows?"

As she spoke, she took out a few marshmallows from the system backpack - these were not the Suiyang marshmallows that were enough to keep people full for a whole day, but the ones she had made in the kitchen using a mask of the Masked Fool.

Since the production techniques and materials are not complicated, the effect is also relatively simple and not as strong as Happy Melba.

"You should feel better after eating."

"Ah, thank you..."

Liuying walked forward and reached out to take the marshmallow. Looking at the dense sugar threads that were bigger than her head, she didn't know where to start eating it.

During her time at Pinocchio, she had also eaten marshmallows, but each time she would make herself look very messy and had to wash her face.

She pushed her hair behind her ears, then stuck out her tongue and carefully licked some off with the pink tip of her tongue.

The marshmallow melts slightly under the influence of saliva, and each lick leaves a trace of melted sugar on it - which soon solidifies into a round caramel-colored ball.

But even though she ate it so carefully, the marshmallow still stuck to both sides of her lips, sticky...

Although she felt a little distressed, it was indeed delicious... There was a magical aroma, and Liuying couldn't help but smile - especially when she saw Xing next to her almost eating herself into a sugar man, the smile on her face became more intense.

Marshmallow Raccoon Jpg.

However, this time, Yue Yan rarely lectured Xing about her behavior. She just told her to remember to wash her face after eating - because when it comes to food like marshmallows, it would be difficult for anyone to eat without leaving any marks on their face, except to tear it off and fold it before eating.

She just stood between the two of them - her height was not particularly outstanding, but for some reason she gave Liuying the feeling that a single mother was taking her two daughters for a walk outside.

Weird, right?

225

Chapter 225: Mr. Mi...Clock Boy?

Just as Xing was busy using her teeth and tongue to fight the wooden stick covered with solidified syrup left after eating the marshmallow, a voice suddenly attracted her attention.

"Tick! Help!"

A little guy wearing overalls, white gloves, a blue boat cap, and with a big clock on his head, ran over from somewhere and shouted for help on the street, but no one seemed to pay attention to him.

It looked really anxious, so much so that the clock on its head kept making crisp sounds, and from time to time there were special effects of golden five-pointed stars exploding. It was even too excited that caused the whole person... or the whole clock to hover in the air.

It did this behavior three times, enough to make Newton's coffin fly, until Xing noticed it, leaned over curiously, and asked in confusion:

"What is this?"

"Tick-tock! I'm nothing! My name is Clock Boy, and I'm a big star in Dream Town Pinocchio!"

Clock Kid quickly retorted upon hearing this, but soon realized something was amiss. He glanced at the gray-haired figure in front of him with some confusion. After confirming that he was really speaking to him, he asked in surprise:

"Wait a minute... You can see me? You can really see me! Misha is saved!"

"hiss……!"