Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

At this time, the big smoking gun was holding the tea tray, and Xiaobu brought the tea tray up.

At the same time from his stamp album.

Carefully take out a box.

Opening the box, I saw that inside the box was actually the bag of shredded tobacco that Zhao Ke had given to the big smoking gun.

This pack of shredded tobacco is the pack of shredded tobacco that the old man gave himself along with his life willow tobacco stick.

In order for the big smoking gun to take him into the red smoke hall and participate in the trade fair of the intermediate postman, Zhao Ke gave the big smoking gun a part.

Not much is given, only a small part.

Take it out at this time, and there is still a lot of shredded tobacco inside.

It can be seen that the big smoking gun regards this pack of shredded tobacco as a treasure.

"Hey, this is some shredded tobacco that my brother asked me to keep instead. It is most suitable to match with this elegant ice seed hair tip."

After the big smoking gun finished speaking, he immediately backed away from the two of them in a sensible manner and walked directly into the kitchen.

Close the door to make room for Zhao Ke and the cook.

This old guy has always been unprofitable and not early enough, buckling and losing, but today he suddenly changed his temper.

Zhao Ke couldn't help raising his brows, and glanced at the cook, feeling a bit pondering.

Pointing at the big smoking gun, Zhao Ke half-jokingly said: "He is so attentive, you can't tell him to come."

When the big smoking gun hiding behind the kitchen door heard this, he almost knelt on the ground, and said in his heart: "Ancestor, I call you an ancestor, don't talk about it anymore."

Although Zhao Ke didn't know the identity of the cook in front of him.

But she can freely enter the abandoned land, and even the smoking gun must be treated with care.

Such an identity made Zhao Ke suspicious.

Faced with Zhao Ke's question, the cook couldn't help raising her eyebrows, she didn't speak, but she showed a smile on her face.

Slowly picked up the tea on the table and gently brought it to his lips.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke boldly said, "You will not be... the owner of the ghost city..."

When she heard the words "Lord of the Ghost City", the cook put down the teacup and couldn't help but give a pause.

The heart of the big smoker who was hiding behind the kitchen door suddenly rose to his throat.

But then Zhao Ke lowered his head and continued with some embarrassment: "It's... like a daughter."

When I heard the word goddaughter.

The cook's face froze immediately. Although she was still smiling, the corner of her left eye couldn't help jumping up and down.

As for the big smoking gun hiding behind the kitchen door, I rolled my eyelids, and my heart secretly cheered: "I believe you are evil, young man! Hmph!"

It's just that soon, Big Smoking Gun lost his joy in his heart.

"I heard from Smoking Gun that the owner of the ghost city is a wrinkled old woman with a strange temper."

When Zhao Ke said these words, Big Smoker's body froze suddenly, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets, if he hadn't covered his mouth with his hands to keep himself from making a sound.

I'm afraid I can't help but rush out now, and if I want to risk my life, I will give this dog a slap in the face.

When did I say such a thing, I only said that the owner of the ghost city is just nicknamed the red mother-in-law, it's all your own thinking, okay?

Slanted eyes wiped the crack of the door and glanced out, sure enough, he saw a slight frown on the cook's side face.

For a moment, cold sweat rolled down the forehead of the big smoker, this is killing himself.

But at this moment, Zhao Ke's next words made the cook's brows widen.

Seeing that the cook didn't speak, Zhao Ke murmured in his heart, and whispered cheekily: "Master! Did I guess wrong?"

A teacher's wife.

Zhao Ke called him very kindly.

Zhao Ke couldn't shout to others, but the cook in front of him was the woman the old man had been looking for all his life.

He still wanted to take her out of the ghost city.

Naturally, the mouth should be sweeter, and the relationship can be closer, which is the best.

Don't look at Zhao Ke's cold face, killing people is like chopping vegetables.

But if the two brothers Song Heng and Luo Qing are here.

He must be very familiar with Zhao Ke's appearance.

Just like the old man said.

Zhao Ke's talent in cooking is not as good as Song Heng's, and his comprehension is even worse than Luo Qing's.

But it can't stand Zhao Ke's ability to follow the old man since he was a child, and he is much better than these two senior brothers.

Soft and hard, but he learned a lot from the old man, which even Song Heng and Luo Qing didn't master.

This call of "Master's Wife" really seemed to be smeared with honey.

The cook couldn't help but frowned, looking at Zhao Ke, she was still gnawing in her heart.

The thought of planning to take advantage of the opportunity to beat and beat this kid can't help but dissipate.

Naturally, she is not an idle person. She can control the ghost market, so she naturally has iron-blooded wrists. There are as many people as sycophants.

But no amount of sweet talk can match the kindness of Zhao Ke's teacher's wife in his life.

Furthermore, Zhao Ke can destroy the stamps himself, just to enter here to find her.

This thought is enough for her to know that Zhao Ke is sincere to the old man.

A sincere apprentice, calling himself a master.

Even this red lady who has been in the ghost market for so many years finally showed a sincere smile on her face today.

Seeing the unconcealable smile on the cook's face.

Zhao Ke couldn't help showing joy in his heart, and continued while the iron was hot: "Master, you don't know, my master has traveled half the world in order to find you."