Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The mouth was crookedly opened, as if making a silent wail.

It's not just his own face, at such a close distance, Zhao Ke can even feel the feeling that his split soul conveyed to him.

It was a kind of unexamined, indescribable despair.

After Zhao Ke felt it for a while, he immediately cut off the connection with the split soul.

That kind of feeling is like throwing people into the hot asphalt, slowly stirring...

Zhao Ke would rather give up this ray of soul than experience such a feeling.

"It's them!"

At this time, Xue Tao, who was following behind Zhao Ke, couldn't help screaming.

In front of him, except Zhao Ke's face.

There are also many faces that Xue Tao is familiar with, such as that Guo Gang, Xue Tao is very familiar with.

There are also Xifang, Zhang Yang and a group of people.

Human faces were crowded together like tumors.

In some cases, only half of the mouth or half of the face was left, which was glued together with other people's faces.

If it wasn't for Xue Tao's deep impression on these middle school students, he might not have recognized them at all.

These faces were crookedly squeezed together.

Just like Zhao Ke's face, his expression was distorted and extremely painful.

"how so??"

Xue Tao had a good impression of these students, although sometimes they were a bit lazy.

But the heart is not bad, at least it is very good to myself.

Now that it has become like this, Xue Tao is naturally annoyed, he raises his head, and hits the wall with his head.

It's a pity that the walls have turned into glass.

But in fact there was no difference, Xue Tao bumped headfirst, and there was a muffled "bang!"

"what!"

Hearing Xue Tao's scream.

Zhao Ke didn't need to look back, he knew from the voice that a bag would be indispensable.

What is in front of me is probably not a wall at all, but probably a barrier between spaces.

With their current strength, they are not space system stamps, they can only watch, there is nothing they can do.

And the centipede-like body in front of him.

Including the face that was exactly the same as his own, Zhao Ke knew very well that this centipede monster might be Wang Wei's biological mother.

The part that seemed to kill her didn't really kill her.

I don't know what happened, but this guy actually ran here, chasing and killing the glasses man and the others wantonly.

"Front!"

At this time, Xue Tao on the ground suddenly thought of Wang Wei.

He hurriedly asked Zhao Ke for the oil lamp, held the oil lamp and ran forward, under the light.

But in front of him, the man with glasses was running forward crazily with Wang Wei on his back.

I don't even know where I dropped my glasses.

The clothes on his body were already stained red with blood. In many places, only a piece of blood and flesh could be seen, and the specific injuries could not be seen clearly at all.

And Wang Wei, at this time, was lying on the back of the man with glasses.

His face was as pale as paper, and he tightly clutched the diary in one hand.

As I ran, the diary kept turning pages.

Zhao Ke almost pressed his face against the wall, and then he saw clearly that in the diary that was turning over pages, a little girl was standing in front of a black wall.

With resentful eyes, staring at the wall in front of him.

But on the next page of the diary, behind the wall, two students turned their backs to her, one held an oil lamp, and pressed his face against the other wall.

There was a look of surprise on his face.

"Fizz!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ke was startled. He exchanged a glance with Xue Tao, and couldn't help taking a deep breath at the same time.

I stared at Wang Wei and the others' every move, but I didn't want my every move to be stared at by the Taoist nun.

"Wait!"

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly remembered the diary in his stamp album.

Opening the diary, Zhao Ke kept flipping backwards.

After searching for a while, a graffiti-like painting appeared in front of Zhao Ke.

On one page of the diary, there are two side faces drawn, one on the left and one on the right, and in the middle of the two faces.

But there was an extra figure of Zhao Ke,

Obviously, this abstract painting is a map.

There are two faces on the left and one on the right. At this time, they are indeed caught in the middle of the two faces.

It seems that Wang Wei wanted to tell herself through this painting early on, the so-called way out.

At the same time, she also told him from the side that she and the nun were hiding in different planes.

It's just that Zhao Ke didn't have much thought about this abstract painting.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly understood.

"Don't go there!"