Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin.

Chapter 287 They're all liars
Zhang Jingtian felt as if he had found a flaw in Zhang Jingtian's strategy.

"pagan"……

This word was somewhat unfamiliar to him.

At least in his ordinary life, he had never come into contact with their existence; all his understanding of them came from movies and TV shows.

So he didn't understand why he felt an inexplicable strangeness when he uttered the word himself.

It was as if he had seen them before in his life...

Something is wrong, this is very wrong.

Zhang Jingtian shook his head. He felt like he had a split personality, with two completely different memories appearing in his mind.

They were intertwined, leaving Zhang Jingtian unsure of what he should believe or question.

He shook his head in anguish, pressing his hand to his brow, wishing that his thoughts could find some peace.

Instead of feeling as if a vortex was swirling in his brain, about to tear it apart.

"what happened?"

The man wearing the Monkey King mask stopped and asked with great concern.

He could tell that Zhang Jingtian wasn't in a good state, and his eyes showed considerable worry.

Zhang Jingtian shook his head: "No, it's nothing."

"Why are you looking at me like that, as if you care about me? But we don't even know each other."

Upon hearing Zhang Jingtian's words, the Great Sage Equaling Heaven standing opposite him immediately sighed.

"You can't remember anything?"

Zhang Jingtian shook his head: "Go ahead and leave. Are you going to say I'm a savior again? Sorry, that kind of trick is outdated. But since you've worked so hard, how about I give you ten yuan as a tip? Do you have WeChat?"

The Monkey King turned and left.

Zhang Jingtian chuckled, "I didn't expect you to have such a temper. Oh well, none of that matters."

After saying that, Zhang Jingtian put his hands in his pockets and quickly left the public eye.

However, after that day, Zhang Jingtian found that more and more strange people were appearing around him.

He also met a woman who seemed to belong to some religion.

The other party is following me.

At first, Zhang Jingtian didn't notice anything. It was his colleague who was traveling with him who leaned close to Zhang Jingtian's ear and whispered:

"Old Zhang, have you offended someone?"

Hearing his colleague's question, Zhang Jingtian shook his head: "Me? No, how could I have offended anyone? Why would you suddenly say something like that?"

His colleague cleared his throat and said, "But I just saw someone following you. The way he looked at you didn't seem like a good person. You should be careful."

Zhang Jingtian was stunned: "Someone's following me?"

He turned around abruptly, trying to find the person, but found no trace of them.

This also made Zhang Jingtian a little wary. He kept remembering what they had said: someone might be following him.

So, at a corner, Zhang Jingtian finally met up with the people who were following him.

It was a woman he had never met before, dressed in strange clothes. She was probably pretty, but after making eye contact with her, Zhang Jingtian had a strange feeling.

If he had to describe it, he felt a sense of unease and coldness. "Who are you?" Zhang Jingtian had initially thought the other person was a madman!

"The Great Black Heaven." The woman uttered a word that Zhang Jingtian had never heard of before.

This further convinced Zhang Jingtian that he had definitely encountered a madman.

“I don’t know what the Great Black Heaven is,” he shook his head, “but I know you’re definitely not a normal person. And since we don’t know each other, don’t follow me.”

This is just a warning. If it happens again, I will call the police.

However, Daheitian was not intimidated by Zhang Jingtian's threats.

She walked quickly to Zhang Jingtian, her expression very serious.

"I really can't tell whether you're pretending to be stupid and unwilling to face reality, or whether you've really forgotten!"
But you need to wake up! Do you really like this ordinary, uneventful, and utterly boring life?

Zhang Jingtian glanced at Da Heitian, who was standing in front of him shouting, and chuckled softly:
"Are you saying I'm lazy and unambitious? What era are we living in? Do you still believe that hard work always pays off? Obviously, people like me are the mainstream!"

"This is how I see myself in life, and I don't need anyone else to question it. And let me remind you, just live your own life well and don't point fingers at others."

After saying that, Zhang Jingtian didn't look at Daheitian's expression again and left directly.

Daheitian stood in his position, gazing at Zhang Jingtian's retreating figure from afar, and said fiercely:
“I already told you, he’s completely deluded now, and persuasion won’t work. If you ask me, just kill everyone in this world, and he’ll come to his senses.”

“No, this is his only and most beautiful memory,” the Monkey King appeared out of nowhere. “We can’t just destroy it.”

Hearing this, Daheitian shook her head in anguish: "Then what can we do? Just let him sink into despair? But he's been asleep for half a month. How many people have died during that time? What, are you going to give up on yourself too?"

The Monkey King sighed, "Let's wait a little longer. The world hasn't reached the point where it can't function without him."

On his way back, Zhang Jingtian kept replaying Daheitian's words in his mind.

Something's wrong, something really isn't right.

Just like the Monkey King from last time.

They all seemed to want to tell him that everything here was fake.

So what exactly is real?

Zhang Jingtian raised his head and looked at himself in the mirror.

He has gained some weight compared to before.

Suddenly, Zhang Jingtian punched the mirror. Glass shards pierced his skin, and the intense pain constantly reminded him that what he was seeing was real.

Yes, if this were a dream, he would have woken up from the pain just now.

But no, which means this isn't a dream; the world he's in is real.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jingtian finally smiled with relief.

Soon, Zhang Jingtian put everything that had happened that day out of his mind, and then told himself that it was just his imagination and had nothing to do with the reality.

Until Zhang Jingtian heard a knock on the door.

After he opened the door, he saw the Monkey King again.

"Dude, why haven't you taken off your mask yet?"

"Bai Xiaoyue, she's dead."

(End of this chapter)