Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The corpse was very thin, the skin was only covered with flesh, and it felt like dehydrated vegetables. Qiu Bing took a shovel and lightly fiddled with the corpse.

Immediately, I saw that the bones broke quickly and were fragile, which made people feel a little vulnerable.

If those big zongzi really only have this level, Zhao Ke feels that there seems to be nothing to worry about in this place.

"Don't you find it strange?"

Qiu Bing pointed to the corpse in the coffin and said, "I read from the information that this is a Manchu holy place, and only shamans are allowed to be buried here, not even the emperor. Why did an official from the Qing Dynasty come here?"

Zhao Ke nodded, but what he cared about was not this, but why this corpse didn't turn into a zombie.

"Baihu, can you explain?"

Zhao Ke asked the white fox, but the white fox obviously didn't understand the situation. After the fur flickered in Zhao Ke's arms a few times, he fell silent.

"Do you see that coffin?"

Qiu Bing pointed to another coffin on the side. The coffin had already been opened by the devil. Zhao Ke stepped forward to take a look and found that there was also a mummy lying inside, but this one was even weirder and had no hair.

However, he still maintains white eyebrows and long beard, and looks quite young.

Zhao Ke looked at the mummy's scalp, there was still a stutter on it, and the expression on his face became even more strange. This is actually a monk? ?

An official and a monk, Zhao Ke was a little confused.

Tomb robber Zhao Ke has heard of it, but he has never heard of it. He dug up the grave and jumped in by himself.

At this time, Qiu Bing found a small seal from an official's body, threw it to Zhao Ke and said, "Fourth Master, what kind of joke is this?"

Zhao Ke took it over and saw that it was a small gold seal. Looking carefully, there seemed to be a line of small characters written in traditional Chinese under the seal.

"Qin Tianjian!"

Zhao Ke is not familiar with history, but he also knows that Qin Tianjian is a full-time institution responsible for Fengshui in the Qing Dynasty. Although it seems to have no real power, it is directly called by the emperor.

This official is actually a member of Qin Tianjian?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke looked at the monk lying in another coffin, searched him, and found a string of Buddhist beads.

The Buddha beads were crystal clear, still shining in the dark, but they couldn't tell what material they were made of. Seeing this, Zhao Ke directly chose to transform, wanting to transform the Buddha beads into his stamp album.

"Your permissions are insufficient to transform this item"

Zhao Ke was a little surprised when the reminder sounded, but he didn’t expect to be unable to transform. Seeing this, Zhao Ke simply took the Buddha beads on his body first, and turned to Qiu Bing and said, "You...huh??"

Zhao Ke turned his head and glanced, and found that Qiu Bing had disappeared?

Chapter 95 Dead End (Part [-])

"What about people?"

Zhao Ke stood up suddenly, and looked back around. At this moment, Zhao Ke saw a dark shadow stepping into the side path in the distance.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke frowned, and stepped forward to catch up.

Da da da……

The trail got deeper and deeper, and the thick cobwebs seemed to tell Zhao Ke that no one had entered this place for a long time.

"Wrong way?"

When he saw the end of the path, there was no trace of people walking by, Zhao Ke wondered if he had read it wrong, so he simply turned around and planned to go back.

But when Zhao Ke turned his head around, he couldn't help being taken aback. The trail he had walked behind him had disappeared?

"How is this going?"

I obviously walked along this path, how could there be no path in the blink of an eye?

"Kickkick..."

Just when Zhao Ke was feeling puzzled, there was a strange noise at the other end of the path, which became stronger and stronger, and the sound was very low, as if something was walking towards him.

Zhao Ke narrowed his eyes, lowered his body, and walked carefully and slowly. This path is very long. Zhao Ke noticed that there was a fork in the road on the left and right, and he didn't know where it led.

When he reached the corner at the end of the passage, he tilted his head and took a careful glance at the corner. He couldn't help but frown, and there was another dead end in front of him.

And the strange noise I heard just now disappeared.

The road was blocked, seeing this, Zhao Ke became suspicious, and planned to go back, but suddenly, Zhao Ke raised his nose, and a very strong stench made Zhao Ke suddenly realize that something was wrong.

"Behind!"

At the same time, Rem screamed in Zhao Ke's mind.

"Push!"

There was no time to dodge, so Zhao Ke had no choice but to throw himself forward, but his thigh seemed to be cut by something, and a huge tearing pain made Zhao Ke couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Rolled on the ground, turned around, and saw a shadow gradually stepping out from the shadow behind him.

On the sharp nails, there were still flesh and blood torn from his thigh, and the blood spilled on the ground along the nails.

It was a woman, no!To be precise, what was in front of him was a female corpse.

The difference from the mummy I saw before was that the body of this female corpse was not skinny and shriveled. On the contrary, the body of the female corpse was quite hot.

The round breasts, no fat on the small waist, and the slender thighs are completely exposed in front of Zhao Ke.

If it weren't for that rotten face and curly nails, Zhao Ke would not have believed that the woman in front of him was actually a corpse.

"Shaman!"

Zhao Ke could feel its fur explode like a needle, as if it was greatly stimulated, the white fox screamed at Zhao Ke.

Of course Zhao Ke wanted to run, but the burning sensation of his thigh was tearing, and the slightest movement hurt terribly.

Staring at the female corpse in front of him, Zhao Ke glanced carefully at his thigh from the corner of his eye.

I saw a piece of flesh on the thigh, which was almost torn open. The flesh and blood, about the size of a palm, was lifted by a layer of skin on the inner thigh.

This is still protected by Ye Jia, which counteracts a lot of strength, otherwise, it is estimated that it will be difficult for him to stand up.

"Kickkick..."

The female corpse split her head, it felt like one body with two heads, Zhao Ke could even see her forked throat choking.

With one step, he rushed towards Zhao Ke.