Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

But Zhao Ke didn't ask herself in panic as she expected.

Instead, he slowly opened the second box.

After seeing the second box clearly, Zhao Ke still didn't speak, but his expression became serious.

The third box was opened, Zhao Ke's eyes showed a clear look.

It wasn't until the fourth box was opened that Zhao Ke frowned suddenly.

Standing in front of the fourth box, Zhao Ke rested his chin on his palm, thought for a moment, then turned around and walked towards Ji Wusui with big strides.

Sitting carelessly in front of Ji Wusui, he drank the cup of tea prepared for himself on the table in one gulp.

The tea soup has a faint scent of flowers, but I can't taste the scent of flowers just by tasting it carefully.

It's a pity that Zhao Ke is not in the mood to savor it at this time.

He took out the tobacco rod from the stamp album, pinched a pinch of shredded tobacco with his fingers, and kneaded it into the tobacco rod.

I wanted to take the cold flint, but I never thought of sweeping it into the postal album, and then I remembered that the cold flint given to me by the big smoking gun was used by my avatar as a lighter, and blew up the longevity coffin.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but look helpless, he could only take out the previous lighter and light himself up.

Maybe it's because the cold flint is easy to use, but the lighter is not easy to use.

It made Zhao Ke's face a little more irritated.

It wasn't until he took a puff of green smoke that Zhao Ke's restless mind gradually calmed down.

Looking at Ji Wusui, Zhao Ke thought for a while, and finally asked, "Where's the fourth head?"

Zhao Ke's question was somewhat beyond Ji Wusui's expectation, instead of asking the first three, he asked the fourth one, which made Ji Wusui look a little appreciative.

"It's still on your neck!"

Ji Wusui poured a cup of tea for Zhao Ke, and continued: "Or, I can't find the fourth head."

Hearing this, Zhao Ke breathed a sigh of relief.

In the four boxes, what Ji Wusui prepared for herself was not the treasure that Zhao Ke was looking forward to, nor the sex toys that Zhao Ke had bad taste in mind.

It was three bloody heads. Zhao Ke had seen many heads, but the three heads were all his own.

This is what makes Zhao Ke feel worried, because the fourth box is empty, Zhao Ke is not sure whether this box is used to hold his own head at this time.

Although Zhao Ke didn't understand, he could tell that at least Ji Wusui didn't intend to kill himself.

"Then the first three heads are...?"

Only then did Zhao Ke ask about the three heads in front of him. The heads were exactly the same as his own, but the way of death seemed to be somewhat different.

"They are all your heads, or in other words, they are time fragments that I picked off your corpse with my own hands."

After Ji Wusui finished speaking, he pointed to the fourth box and said, "But I traveled through time, but I couldn't find your fourth head, that is to say, I won't be able to save you next time."

It turned out that every time Ji Wusui was able to find Zhao Ke at the exact time, it was not only because of the mark on Zhao Ke's body, but also because she traveled frequently through the timeline for Zhao Ke.

Found the key time point of Zhao Ke's death, and took action to change the fate of Zhao Ke's death.

The first two times were fine, but for the third time, Ji Wusui tried more than ten times, and finally found Zhao Ke's body frozen to death in space without any risk.

As for the fourth time, she tried hundreds of times.

But this time, she still couldn't find it, not only couldn't find Zhao Ke's body, but also couldn't find any trace of Zhao Ke.

It seemed that everything, at a certain point in time, seemed to have been wiped away by a big hand.

"So, you can change the time!"

However, after listening to Ji Wusui's explanation, Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, and what he thought of in his mind was not himself, but the stupid sister whom he called an angel deep in his memory.

Ji Wusui frowned, his tone suddenly changed a bit, his voice turned cold, and he said, "No, I can only change you."

"why??"

Zhao Ke's heart sank, and most of the hope that had just been raised was wiped out by a basin of cold water in an instant.

"I can't change the time, but I can change your result, because you are a part of me, you have my mark on you, and you are also my blocker, since you lifted me out of the dragon vein and cut me off When the opportunity of the immortal, you are mine!"

At the end, Ji Wusui's tone suddenly became a little more serious, as if to remind Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and nodded: "I think so too, but you missed two words in the end."

"what?"

Ji Wusui stared at Zhao Ke, but saw Zhao Ke stood up, twisted his neck, raised his two fingers, met Ji Wusui's eyes, and said word by word: " man!"

"Maybe not now, but it will be in the future!"

Zhao Ke did not deny that he fell in love with Ji Wusui, nor did he deny that Ji Wusui did save him more than once.

But Zhao Ke didn't like it, and she regarded it as a personal 'item'.

Even though Zhao Ke is very clear that he is not qualified to sit on an equal footing with Ji Wusui, but if there is no feeling of dignity, it is not what Zhao Ke wants.

Besides, he is in a very bad mood today, not only Ji Wusui is hinting to himself, maybe he will die next time in the horror space.

It was also because Ji Wusui was unable to change the time, which made Zhao Ke feel a bit of a gap in his heart.

Of course, it was partly because the old man was still in the hospital bed.

With these messy things on my head, no one would feel comfortable.

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he threw the cigarette stick in his hand into the stamp album and strode out.

"Where are you going?"

Ji Wusui was stunned for a moment, and called Zhao Ke, but Zhao Ke didn't turn his head and said as he walked, "My uncle is here today, Kang Liang!"

It's just that after Zhao Ke took a few steps, his steps froze, and he looked back at Ji Wusui.

The two stared at each other for a long time, Zhao Ke finally reached out and touched the bridge of his nose, and looked up at the sky: "That... can you open the door."

In the dark night, two wild cats were in the grass, making sharp low calls to each other.

At this time, a bright red coffin appeared behind the two of them, and a scream was heard, and Zhao Ke flew out of the coffin with a bruised nose and a swollen face. The two wild cats were so frightened that they didn't bother to quarrel, and quickly slid into the crack in the wall .

Zhao Ke lay on the ground for a long time, then looked back to make sure that the coffin was gone.