"Don't worry about that for now. We've already looked in the mirror. What about the secret?"

In order to protect the big cat, Cheng Shi had to bite the bullet and change the subject again. However, the clowns were not so easily fooled. Seeing Cheng Shi changing the subject again and again, they were certain that the fortune-teller might be the insider.

Fortunately, Cheng Shi’s performance today was enough to win the respect of the clowns, so everyone didn’t delve into it further, but followed his gaze and looked at Li Jingming.

Li Jingming looked at Cheng Shi thoughtfully, turned the mirror around with his back to everyone, and then stroked the frame and said:

“Put your hand on the mirror frame, stay for a moment, and recite the prayer of [Memory], and you will be able to enter that secret place with me.

To show you that there is no risk, I will wait for you in front."

After saying that, Li Jingming recited a prayer softly and disappeared in front of everyone. Seeing this, the clowns who stayed there were all speechless and looked at each other.

No, you, Dragon King, are a believer in [Memory]. You have an excuse to recite [Memory], but have you ever thought about who are the people present?

At a clown show with the theme of "Fraud," every liar has to recite a "memory" prayer?

Are you worried that the crime of blasphemy is not serious enough?

But no matter how heavy it is, it's probably not as heavy as sitting on the tombstones of the gods...

At this moment, several people seemed to understand Cheng Shi’s intention of dressing this place up as a cemetery. With strange expressions on their faces, they touched the mirror frames and chased after the Dragon King.

Zhen Xin stayed until the end. When she saw that everyone else had left, she smiled and asked Cheng Shi:

"There shouldn't be a second doctor here, right?"

Cheng Shi raised his eyebrows, knowing that Zhen Xin had something to say to him, so he said to ease the atmosphere:

"Who knows? Who knows how many slices the doctor has brought in? If one is exposed, it doesn't mean the others are exposed, right?"

Zhen Xin obviously didn't listen to Cheng Shi's words. She chuckled, leaned close to Cheng Shi's ear, and said nothing more, only a name:

"Honglin?"

Cheng Shi's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm and asked in confusion, "What happened to Hong Lin?"

Zhen Xin carefully observed Cheng Shi's reaction, but after not seeing any clues, she waved her hand and said:

"Honglin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I asked you to say hello."

Cheng Shi rolled his eyes: "Do you think I would believe it? Did you stay here just to say this?"

Zhen Xin paused, said "Oh", turned around and smiled again:

"Have you seen her recently? It looks like it really is her."

After saying this, without waiting for Cheng Shi to say anything else, he directly entered the mirror in a blasphemous way towards the God of Fun. Seeing the other person walking away so carefree, Cheng Shi felt a headache.

After all, I can't hide it...

But he had to hide it even though he couldn't. Because if he didn't interrupt the clowns' endless associations, these shrewd scammers would turn their attention to the big cat in a few minutes, perhaps not even an hour.

So the big cat had been exposed long ago, but I changed the subject so that the clowns stopped exposing it further.

This matter seemed to have become an unspeakable secret among the clowns. Everyone knew that there was something fishy about Hong Lin, but because of Cheng Shi's "guarantee", they would not investigate further.

"Alas, who can deceive whom?"

Cheng Shi rubbed his forehead and stepped into the mirror like everyone else.

And the moment he disappeared, a figure slowly appeared outside the cemetery, looking towards the dimly lit meeting center, with a hint of covetousness in his eyes.

But he did not act rashly, but quietly hid himself again.

And he murmured to himself: "Did he find me, or is he trying to trick me?"

The dim light illuminated the half face under the hood. If someone was present, they would be able to see that this was clearly another... Wang Wei Jin.

...

It is difficult to say what form the [Memory] Collection Museum takes, but in the eyes of mortals, the form that most resembles it is a museum.

When Cheng Shi opened his eyes again, he found himself in a pure white space. Everything here was very similar to the infinitely changing [existence] he saw in the gap between [existence] and in the distance, but it was more stable.

This space has no sky, no ground, and is boundless. It is interspersed with various pure white high walls that run through the top and bottom. On the walls are hung "paintings" of various shapes, which make people know at a glance that these are his collections.

"A storage room of [memories]!?"

Everyone was stunned. They had never thought that they would come to the private land of God one day, let alone think that this private land was actually a repository of [memories], and they came here as a "[fraudulent] tour group"...

Cheng Shi was delighted. He looked at the Dragon King who was leading the team and said with great joy:

"Dragon King, it seems that you are extremely pious. Can we see these memories?

Since it is placed here, it is for visitors to see, right? "

While the question was still being asked, Zhen Xin had already started moving. This Chosen One of [Fraud] chose a painting nearby and observed the details in the painting almost face to face.

But unfortunately, no matter how hard she tried, all she could see was a painting from the perspective of a mortal. These pictures seemed like a frozen miniature of history. Except for the first frame that could be vaguely seen by everyone, the rest of the content was invisible to mortals.

“There is no bug to exploit. Our power is too weak to activate the memories here.

But then again, is the power of [Memory] useful?"

Zhen Xin turned around and asked, and seeing Li Jingming striding forward and leading the way without paying attention to her, she knew that the Dragon King must have tried it before and it was useless.

So she followed the main group in disappointment, and sighed together with Cheng Shi, who was at the end.

"What a pity! If we could move all these memories back, it would probably be enough for a lifetime of work for the historical school."

Cheng Shi was also extremely jealous, because what he lacked the most was historical knowledge, and the history here was all carefully selected by [Memory]. He couldn't even imagine how exciting it could be.

But if you can't see through it, you can't see through it. There's nothing you can do except envy it.

After a while, Zhen Xin suddenly asked again: "You said...if we destroy this place, can we get an identity like Yuxi from Lezishen?"

"?"

Cheng Shi's smile froze on his face instantly. He looked at Zhen Xin suspiciously, only to see Zhen Xin sighing with lack of interest again.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not Zhen Yi, I just said it casually.

You have to know that as the head of the historical school, we are also very tired. If there is a way to cheat, who doesn’t want to take shortcuts? "

Cheng Shi curled his lips and made no comment. When Zhen Xin wasn't paying attention, a dice rolled out of his trouser leg. Then, he followed the tour group as if nothing had happened towards the secret place.

...