Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

It is said that deer are full of treasures. In addition to deer blood, there are also deer meat, deer bones, deer...etc.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but look back at the sambar sitting beside him.

Thinking in his heart, apart from deer blood, what else can be used on the sambar, let alone the deer whip.

In any case, the sambar is in human form every day, so I cut off his deer penis to make wine, and watched this guy stand in front of him every day looking like a human.

When I think about it, I feel a little uncomfortable, and I always feel like I am using a whip to make wine.

"Well, but the effect of deer blood is so good, it's a pity to just drink it. Give him more ginseng essence in the future, maybe it can enhance the effect of the medicine, and make some blood tofu in the future."

Zhao Ke thought about it in his heart, since he had such a treasure at home, he couldn't waste it on trivial matters, and he would still need it in the future, so naturally the older he was, the more valuable it would be.

Hehe, as expected, an old family is like a treasure.

Zhao Ke was happy, and he had already started to make a future nutritious fast food plan for the sambar.

The sambar had already lost a lot of blood, and after drinking a mouthful of ginseng essence, Xiaobu regained a lot of complexion, and suddenly shivered.

When he looked up, he saw Zhao Ke with a pensive expression on his face, he was suddenly confused, he didn't know where the chill came from just now, and he continued to meditate with an inexplicable expression on his face.

The two of them just took a breath while hiding in the coffin.

Suddenly there was a scream like a pig being killed outside.

"Don't hit! Help...help!!"

As soon as Zhao Ke heard the sound, he knew that the scream was none other than Wang Heng.

Zhao Ke really forgot about him.

After extracting this guy's fear last time, I left him here and didn't think about him for a while.

Hearing his screams at this moment, he remembered that this guy was still in Da Xia Ding.

"Humph!"

Zhao Ke let out a cold snort in his nose, Wang Wei is not that little sheep now, let him be at the mercy of this old beast, probably trying to torture him now.

Zhao Ke didn't pay attention to such a good show of dog biting dog hair.

From the bottom of his heart, he looked down on Wang Heng. It was useful to keep him before, but now... if he dies, let him die. To Zhao Ke, it's no big deal.

But listening to this guy screaming is obviously not a very pleasant thing.

At least the sambar couldn't stand it.

After all, he is a master of Taoism, let him listen to Wang Heng's miserable cry outside, how can he still meditate carefully?

He could only raise his head and look at Zhao Ke with pleading eyes.

Zhao Ke rubbed his shoulders: "Their family affairs, what am I, how dare I intervene?"

Zhao Ke was happy to see such a dog-eat-dog thing, but at the same time, he also had no idea, Wang Wei's strength was obviously stronger than his own.

Before, I wanted to surprise her, bring her in, and let the sambar sneak attack her.

As a result, the sambar was not prepared.

Of course, I have to blame myself for this matter. After all, no one is perfect. Sometimes Zhao Ke does things in a tight-knit manner, but there is no guarantee that there will be no secrets.

If anything, it can be clearly planned.

Either a monster or a robot.

Right now, if Zhao Ke wants to gain a chance of winning, he can only wait.

This is also the reason why Zhao Ke refused to bring Liu Jia in.

Because letting Liu Jia in would inevitably expose the fact that he might have a golden stamp in his hand.

How rare are gold stamps?

This Zhao guest is hard to say, perhaps for the middle-level postman, it is simply a magic weapon.

But what about further up?

Hard to say.

In case of any troubles, Zhao Ke doesn't want to be hunted down like last time and flee like a dog.

So keep a low profile, even if Liu Jia is just a remnant soul, killing her by yourself is as easy as trampling an ant to death.

But there are some things, don't think too much, that's called self-righteousness.

Baobuqi Liu Jia finally escaped, what should I do?

When the news is sold, it will always attract the attention of people with ulterior motives.

He already bears the name of a ginseng postman, and Zhao Ke doesn't want to be called such a messy title again.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The screams outside, from the beginning, were horrific, and turned into wailing at the end.

So far, it has completely quieted down.

No need to think about it, Zhao Ke also knew that Wang Heng's result might not be so good.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

At this moment, there was another rapid knocking sound outside, but beyond Zhao Ke's expectation, the coffin was knocked this time.

Not Wang Wei, but Wang Heng.

Just outside the door, Wang Heng knocked hurriedly and shouted: "Come out, don't hide inside, come out quickly, she is dying!"

Chapter 644 Modifying Memory (Two Chapters Combined)

"Is there anyone, she is dying, please save someone, please, save my daughter!"

"??"

Zhao Ke Shuilu looked at each other with an expression of believing in you.

However, Zhao Ke thought about it again, maybe it is true that, according to Liu Jia, the time in each plane is different.

Zhao Ke didn't know exactly how long Wang Wei had passed after she entered the mirror.