Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

But even at this time, the old man Zhou was still holding on to Zhou Fugui's feet. There were tears on his vicissitudes and simple face, as if he was desperately protecting his son, and he must not chase after him.

Seeing this, Zhou Fugui felt even more ashamed and annoyed on his little face, he raised his fist and hit Old Man Zhou.

"never mind."

Seeing the old man Zhou's expression, Wang Dongliang couldn't bear it, and stepped forward to persuade Zhou Fugui not to beat him.

At this time, Goudan walked up to Sun Shouguo and looked at Sun Shouguo's wound. Although a large piece of flesh and blood was bitten off, fortunately, Sun Shouguo had a good stamp "The Art of Wood"

This special stamp, with its special ability, can turn one's body into a wooden dummy, which can save one's life and heal quickly even if one is fatally injured.

Of course, the power consumption of this stamp is quite astonishing, it takes 5 points to activate it.

"pain!"

Sun Shouguo yelled, he didn't know if it was a pain in the flesh or a heartache, but he was swallowed, and the 5 o'clock postage was in vain.

In addition, in order to kill the monster in the village before, he had already consumed a lot of postage points, and with this consumption, there were not many postage points left in his hand.

Now he uses a little bit less, once he doesn't have enough postage points, the difference between him and ordinary people is just a little bit more durable than them.

"Let's go! You can't stay in this place, leave first."

Goudan frowned, what he wanted now was to find Zhang Haiyang as soon as possible so that he could complete the main task.

"What about him!"

Zhou Fugui frowned as he looked at Old Man Zhou who was vomiting blood constantly on the ground.

"Throw him here and let him die on his own. There is no time to care about him so much."

Goudan originally wanted to kill old man Zhou, but looking at old man Zhou's face, he still couldn't bear to do it. Besides, an ordinary villager couldn't increase his postage points.

Thinking of this bastard, he decided to let him go and let him fend for himself here.

"No, Fugui, don't talk to them... ah."

Zhou Fugui kicked old man Zhou away, and walked forward with a dark face. Seeing this, Sun Shouguo looked back at old man Zhou, frowned, and followed Goudan and the others to continue walking forward.

After walking for a while, Sun Shouguo suddenly stamped his feet, covered his stomach and said, "Wait for me, I'll find a place to take a shit."

"Hurry up, you're the only one who poops a lot."

Wang Dongliang couldn't help urging.

Sun Shouguo nodded, turned around and walked back quickly. After he distanced himself from the crowd, Sun Shouguo narrowed his eyes, turned around and hurried back.

After seeing the old man Zhou Zhou still prostrated there, half dead, Sun Shouguo couldn't help showing a smoldering light in his eyes, his fingers quickly turned into sharp wooden thorns, and walked towards the old man Zhou.

I lost too many postage points this time, and I must try my best to make up for it. No matter whether this old man Zhou will generate postage points or not, he will kill him with the principle that he would rather kill by mistake than let him go.

"Master, I'm sorry!"

Sun Shouguo waved his hand and aimed at the top of Old Man Zhou's head, but at this moment, Sun Shouguo's pupils suddenly tightened.

"Push!"

Blood was mixed with broken bones, and red and white liquid was scattered on the ground.

It's just that the person who died was not old man Zhou, but Sun Shouguo.

What was strange was that the arm that was supposed to stab Old Man Zhou actually stuck in Sun Shouguo's head.

"idiot."

Old man Zhou sat up from the ground, with a completely different temperament from usual on his plain face, he threw the damaged scarecrow aside, and stared coldly at Sun Shouguo's body.

He did not draw Sun Shouguo's stamps, but chose to inherit all his postage points, but only 23 points, which obviously made old man Zhou very unhappy.

"If I had known, you are such a waste. At that time in the village, I should have used the curse to kill you first!"

Taking a deep breath, the old man Zhou raised his head, his pupils shone with a strange light, and the pupils unexpectedly reflected the figures of Goudan, Xu Jiao, and Wang Dongliang.

After seeing Wang Dongliang, he became a little impatient, and proposed to find Sun Shoucai.

The old man Zhou threw Sun Shoucai's body into the stamp album with a cold face, turned around, picked up the torch on the ground, turned around and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

"This is the chance you said??"

At the other end, Zhao Ke carefully measured the bathtub-sized pool in front of him, and looked suspiciously at the fox skin in his hand.

"Yes."

After getting a definite answer, Zhao Ke couldn't help being suspicious, took out an empty bottle from the stamp album, carefully filled it with spring water, and chose to transform it into the stamp album.

Material Stamps (Rare): Stalactite Yinjing

Special Purpose 1: Alchemy

After absorbing spiritual energy, nourished by the earth energy of Changbai Mountain, the stone milk gathered can be refined into elixir every 30 years to improve spiritual power.

Special Purpose 2: Smudge

After being filtered by the mountain air, the stone milk is very warm and can be directly applied externally, which can greatly nourish the body.

(Note: The absorption of smearing is far less than that of alchemy, and a large amount of stone milk is required to be effective.)

After seeing the notes in the stamp album, Zhao Ke’s eyes lit up. One drop is produced every 30 years. There are so many in front of him. I don’t know how long it will take to accumulate them.

"Why didn't you take such a good thing?"

As Zhao Ke said, he rummaged through a few containers in the stamp album, intending to keep some first.

There was a glint of light on the fox fur, and Zhao Ke's words seemed to make it fluctuate a lot. After a while, he explained to Zhao Ke: "It's useless to our spiritual creatures."

It turns out that the ultimate goal of these spiritual beings in cultivating the Tao is to get out of the flesh shell. The better the flesh shell, the more it becomes a bondage in the end.

As for alchemy, at their level, alchemy may not be effective.

"Gudong!"

Zhao Ke had already taken off his clothes at this time, and jumped into it. This kind of stone milk looks like water, but in fact, it is only when you touch it that you will find that the branches of these stone milk are like glue, very sticky and thin thick.

It feels a bit like aloe vera gel, but thinner than aloe vera gel.

While soaking, Zhao Ke kept asking: "Since this is a land of immortality, why are you so miserable?"

On the way here, Fox Pi explained to Zhao Ke the mystery of this place, a natural place to raise corpses, where a dragon vein gathers, and the Manchus designated this place as a holy place, known as the Qing Dynasty dragon vein, of course it is not as simple as talking about it.