I Rely on Barrage to Pretend to Be a Magic Stick, and the Minister of Dali Temple Knelt Down

I relied on barrage to pretend to be a magician in ancient times. The audience taught me to solve crimes, and netizens helped me slap my face. In the end, I was fooled into kneeling by the cold-faced Dali Temple Minister. When all the civil and military officials in the dynasty thought that I was a real god, I was the only one who knew that my cheats were you, my book friends, who just watched the excitement and didn't take it too seriously.