It was rare for the clowns present to be so united; everyone was shaking their heads like rattles.
Seeing Zhen Xin retreat, the remaining few suddenly fell silent. Cheng Shi saw that everyone was not moving, rolled his eyes, walked to Long Jing, nudged the acrobat with his shoulder and said:
“Don’t you want to try?
Maybe there is another you in there who can guide you.”
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Long Jing's nerves tensed up and he looked at Cheng Shi suspiciously, wondering if the other party knew something. However, Cheng Shi's casual look seemed to be just a casual question, so he put his heart back in his stomach.
That shouldn't be possible. Lord [Hour Hand] only summoned me at that time, so there is no reason for him to know these things.
However, the truth of the matter made Long Jing eager to try, even though he knew that what was hidden in the mirror was his own desire. But who says that desire can't be another kind of guidance?
Maybe it can tell me what to do when I am confused.
For a moment, Long Jing's heart became hot.
But just as he was about to step forward, no one expected that Zhang Jizu, who had been silent all this time, took a step forward and stood in front of the mirror.
The next second, a "Zhang Jizu" with his eyes narrowed to the extreme appeared in the mirror. He looked around, laughed sinisterly twice, and then threw out a carving knife from his sleeve, polished his nails and said coldly:
"It's a pity to leave the tombstone empty. Let me out and bury you all to increase the utilization rate. How do you think?"
"......"
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Cheng Shi rolled his eyes speechlessly, thinking to himself, you idiot Old Zhang, you really want to be equally present to everyone at the end of their lives, right?
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