Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"How is the stamp album marked?"

Seeing Xue Tao holding the oil lamp, Zhao Ke couldn't help asking.

But when asked by Zhao Ke, Xue Tao was momentarily at a loss for words, scratched his scalp with one hand, and said, "Eh, it seems... there seems to be no remarks!"

"No remarks??" Zhao Ke asked with a strange expression.

Xue Tao nodded, and directly passed the oil lamp in his hand to Zhao Ke.

"Look for yourself, there is indeed no remark, but even though there is no remark, it still cannot be denied that this oil lamp is unusual, it is probably... a treasure from a relic."

"A relic treasure?"

Xue Tao nodded: "Although there are no attributes, I heard that new stamps can be extracted from these treasures."

Xue Tao explained it in detail, but in fact he only knew half of it, and was even half right and half wrong.

Zhao Ke only knew more details than what Xue Tao said from Dayanganzi.

But whether this oil lamp is a secret treasure or not is hard to say.

Returning the oil lamp to Xue Tao, Xue Tao held up the oil lamp and took out a black ink cartridge from the stamp album.

When the box was opened, a strong stench immediately filled the air.

"Nonsence!"

Xue Tao endured the stench and spat in it.

This is the lamp oil that Wang Wei mentioned, but after a long time, the lamp oil has solidified into a solid like sand.

Put your fingers in and muddy the lamp oil.

I saw Xue Tao dripping kerosene into the lamp, and with the help of the kerosene, the light in the lamp immediately became much more stable than before.

Accompanied by a puff of green smoke, the smoke cloud dispersed, Zhao Ke raised his nose and sniffed.

Although the smoke oil is smelly, it has a tangy fragrance after burning.

I can't tell what it smells like, but Zhao Ke smells it, and it feels pretty good.

As the flames became more and more prosperous, the range of light flickering from the oil lamp became larger than before.

Lift it up and put it away, and the oil lamp shines around.

At this time, they saw the ruins that had been swept to the ground in front of them. Under the light of the oil lamp, a dark corridor appeared in front of the two of them.

"Hey, look, I just said it works!"

Xue Tao frowned, raised the lamp and walked forward.

Zhao Ke followed behind, his eyes fixed on the lamp in Xue Tao's hand all the time, and his eyes revealed a suspicious light from time to time.

The two walked deeper and deeper, and gradually the surrounding ruins were no longer there.

Instead, it was a strange space.

The narrow corridor can only accommodate two people walking side by side.

"Wait!"

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly stopped.

Straighten your ears and listen carefully.

"what happened?"

Seeing that Zhao Ke didn't leave, Xue Tao turned around and asked, but saw Zhao Ke raised his index finger and made a silent gesture.

"listen!"

Zhao Ke put his face on the wall of the corridor and listened carefully. He weakened his other five senses and focused more on hearing.

Suddenly the voice became clearer, as if the voice was right in front of him.

Naturally, Xue Tao doesn't have such powerful five senses as Zhao Ke.

Leaning on the wall and listening carefully, I could hear a very vague sound, but it was far less clear than Zhao Ke.

But Xue Tao pointed the oil lamp in his hand towards the wall.

Immediately, the black wall in front of him gradually became transparent under the light.

A very narrow room could be seen, appearing in front of the two of them.

And on the wall of the room, bright red big handprints were chaotically imprinted on the wall.

Looking at the traces of blood on it, it can be concluded that the fingerprints have just been left.

Zhao Ke tried to pass through, but he touched the wall with his hand and noticed that the wall did not disappear, but became as transparent as glass.

"give me!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ke reached out and snatched the oil lamp from Xue Tao's hand, held the oil lamp high on the wall, followed the sound, and kept running forward.

"Hey, wait for me!" Xue Tao didn't know what Zhao Ke was going to do, but he didn't dare to fall behind, and followed closely behind Zhao Ke.

"left!"

The sound was very close, except for the crawling sound of "da da da...".

Zhao Ke also heard a person calling for help.

Zhao Ke's pace was getting faster and faster, he had already heard two people calling for help.

Just after Zhao Ke turned the corner and shone the oil lamp in his hand on the wall.

The wall in front of him gradually became transparent, and Zhao Ke couldn't wait to walk over it, wanting to see it clearly.

It's just that as the wall in front of him gradually became transparent, a face exactly like himself appeared in front of him through the glass.

"Um!!"

Ren is such a ruthless person as Zhao Ke, when he saw such a scene, he couldn't help but subconsciously take a step back and take a closer look.

Sure enough, it was exactly the same face as myself.

But it has no eyes.