"You put up a mirror not to welcome yourself, right?
Tsk, that's funny, it seems like [Fraud] is contaminating you faster than I thought...”
Before he could finish his words, Cheng Shi's tone paused, and he suddenly realized that what was in front of him seemed not to be a mirror, but... another skull!
As the chosen one of Death, it is reasonable for him to place a skull at the door to welcome me, but... why does this skull look so much like me?
Cheng Shi was stunned. At first he thought that this was a "relic" left by one of Zhang Jizu's enemies, but he soon found something wrong, because there were still some unclear traces of human carving on the skull that had not been cleaned up!
This was obviously carved out of a huge piece of bone. Thinking of how skilled Mi Lao Zhang was in taking out his camera to take the picture, Cheng Shigu's face darkened and he turned around and cursed:
"Good job, old Zhang, you were waiting for me here.
What's the meaning of carving this little skull?
I haven't blamed you yet... I treat you as a friend, but you keep blaming me?"
"Why did I take the blame on you?"
"Isn't that it?" Cheng Shi gritted his teeth and jumped around the small carved skull. "You carved an identical me just to whitewash your blasphemous act!?"
"Cheng Shi, that's just a skull. All skulls are very similar." Zhang Jizu explained with a smile and narrowed his eyes.
"Do you think I will believe it?" Cheng Shi sneered and said sarcastically, "Are you kidding me?
Well, let’s take a step back and say that even if I believe, what about them?
You don't think that if you put this thing on every tombstone and take a photo, you can fool them, right?
Are you underestimating the gods? Even if they are not truly omniscient, can they not be aware of everything that happens in this game and what mortals do?
Do you think you can hide it from them this way?
You are simply deceiving yourself!
Ha, you're not going to dedicate this farce to the God of Fun, are you?
Then I admit that from now on, you are a qualified [Fraud] believer. "
If the little skull had no salivary glands, Cheng Shi’s saliva would have sprayed onto Mi Lao Zhang’s face... No, it went onto his feet.
He kept jumping at Zhang Jizu's feet, as if he had suffered a great "betrayal".
But Zhang Jizu ignored Cheng Shi's scolding. He just smiled, dragged over a bench and lifted Cheng Shi up, then sat cross-legged opposite Cheng Shi, squinted his eyes and repeated what Cheng Shi had just said to him.
“I should ask you this question, Cheng Shi.
Do you think you can hide it from them this way?"
Cheng Shi was obviously stunned after hearing this. He stopped what he was doing. He didn't expect that this was what Lao Zhang meant.
Zhang Jizu continued to speak slowly, as if he had already guessed Cheng Shi's purpose.
"Because of the relationship with the clown, I have communicated with Li Jingming a lot recently. He seems to have a special feeling about you, thinking that you have many secrets that ordinary people should not know, and that the excessive accumulation of such secrets with nowhere to share will only make you fall into great fear.
So he said to me, sooner or later you will find someone to share it with.
I didn't quite believe it until I saw you appear in the cemetery again today...
There is no information that cannot be communicated over the phone. Face-to-face communication is either a matter of great importance or lacks confidence, or both.
There is no further news about Yuxi's Mask. Neither the historical school nor Li Jingming have found any new clues. You have been here for such a long time but you have not brought the topic to Yuxi, so it doesn't seem like you came to talk to me about the mask.
But there seems to be no other news as important as the mask fragments except that it concerns them.
So your visit this time must be related to them, and the fact that you have been making jokes for so long without mentioning it is probably not a good thing for the gods...
That's why I want to ask you, if something is important enough, do you think you can hide it from them?"
There are no stupid people in this game...
Cheng Shi was silent for a moment, then he tapped his chin and said, "Can't I just come here to take a look?"
"No, because you are Cheng Shi and would never do such meaningless things."
"Mi Lao Zhang, you seriously underestimated our friendship!"
"I only take seriously the deception of a certain liar. The more you try to change the subject, the more it means that my guess is correct."
"......"
Sometimes it’s tiring to talk to smart people, but fortunately they are our own people.
Cheng Shi knocked his chin and sighed:
"There are indeed some very tricky things, but I think under the protection of the God of Fun, safety should be guaranteed."
"It's the Harlequin!"
Zhang Jizu narrowed his eyes into a line and nodded as if he suddenly understood something.
"It seems that you are really going to hold the so-called clown meeting. What are you going to confess to us at this meeting?
Putting this aside, since you mentioned "should", it means that you are not sure, and this matter is also related to [fraud]?"
Cheng Shi was numb.
He glanced at Lao Zhang, then took two steps back and said unhappily:
"Come on, come on, the microphone is yours, go on.
Since you are so good at guessing, why don’t you just guess the purpose of my visit?
The whole stage is yours, let's see what you can say."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Jizu shook his head and laughed, then casually took out a large bell made of pale broken bones from his personal space.
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