Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

I'm afraid this guy has never seen it before, but Granny Hong's pair of small scissors are amazing.

"Look, this is the imprint left by her. Her name is Ji Wusui, and she is lying in a big red coffin."

In front of the cook, take off your pants.

Zhao Ke also felt unspeakable shame in his heart.

Some people say, with Zhao Ke's face, is he still afraid of this?

It's not the same, it's as if you have achieved great success, known as a stick in Guangdong, and an invincible prostitute all over the world.

But in front of your relatives, you are too embarrassed to take off your pants.

But this time the situation is special, so Zhao Ke endured the shame.

The cook was taken aback, and when she heard Ji Wusui's name, she didn't care because the name was very strange.

And although she has never seen the time postman.

But I also know the name of this time postman, and it is indeed a man.

It's just that when she heard the lipstick coffin that Zhao Ke said, the cook's heart shuddered suddenly, and she couldn't help but suppress the smile on her face.

Stare carefully at the bottom of Zhao Ke.

Very special mark.

It's not just two gums. If you look closely, it's not hard to see that this imprint has a particularly wonderful texture.

For a moment, the cook couldn't help but feel serious.

He didn't speak, but sat back on the chair with an unusually serious expression.

"Master, don't you still believe what I say?"

Zhao Ke quickly pulled up his trousers, although the other party was probably old enough to be his grandmother, but it would be unreasonable to keep his fifth leg naked.

It's just that after the cook saw the mark, she didn't show surprise on her face as Zhao Ke thought, but was unusually heavy, which made Zhao Ke feel a bad premonition.

Facing Zhao Ke's question, the cook didn't answer him, but took out a tobacco rod and pinched a pinch of shredded tobacco with her fingers.

"Come out." The words were addressed to the smoking gun who was hiding behind the kitchen door.

Suddenly, I saw the big smoking gun coming out of the kitchen.

"Here we come, here we come." The big smoking gun ran all the way from the kitchen, leaned against the cook's feet, carefully took out the flint, and lit the cook's shredded tobacco.

"Hiss~poof——"

Just wait for a wisp of red smoke to spit out from the cook's mouth.

Standing aside, Zhao Ke couldn't help frowning, not knowing what his mistress meant.

Seemingly knowing that Zhao Ke was impatient, the cook took the smoking pot and knocked on the big bong.

"Tell me."

"Hey!" Big Smoker nodded, but was taken aback for a moment, and asked in confusion, "What did you say?"

"Red coffin!"

"it is good!"

The big smoking gun is so cute that it looks like a pet dog. Zhao Ke even has some doubts. Is this old guy really the big smoking gun he knows who cares about words like gold?

Smoking Gun was hiding in the kitchen before, and he could hear everything clearly, so there is no need to repeat anything.

Looking at Zhao Ke, those wretched triangular eyes showed a rare seriousness.

"Ahem, little brother, you have inquired about the big red coffin before, but this thing is very evil. It was once said that whoever touches the red coffin will have bad luck for eight lifetimes, and the evil star will follow..."

The last sentence is not finished yet.

Zhao Ke interrupted Smoky Gun's words. "Don't dare to stay in the dead city, right? I can hear cocoons in my ears, so let's talk about something new."

Remember this sentence, the five ghosts also told themselves.

There are two more sentences at the end, [You are so unlucky, let me leave early! ] These two sentences are probably added by the five ghosts themselves.

Zhao Ke used to be very concerned about Ji Wusui's origin.

But now, he is too lazy to ask about this matter, instead he doesn't know when it will start. Zhao Ke thought of Ji Wusui, and more importantly, how to turn passive into active, so that he can taste what it is like to stand up and be the master.

How long has it been? Up to now, I have been passively handed over public food every time.

If this matter were written in a novel, it would probably make people squirm to death. Even eight hundred chapters would not be able to overthrow the heroine.

The big smoking gun was interrupted by Zhao Ke, and immediately felt very upset, but because of the red granny behind her, she cleared her voice: "Ahem, listen to me continue."

Smoking Gun said this, took out a cigarette stick from the stamp album, smothered a ball of shredded tobacco, and lit himself up. Of course, he squatted on the stone beside him, intending to talk to Zhao Ke.

Seeing that both of them were smoking, Zhao Ke simply sat next to his mistress and started smoking with the help of the white jade pipe in front of the big smoking gun.

Immediately, a heavy smoky smell emanated from the small courtyard.

The three big smokers sat together, it was more like chatting.

"Actually, there is not only one red coffin, but many. Someone first discovered a red coffin in a mysterious place. Everyone was very excited at that time, because that coffin was very special."

This bastard, Big Smoking Gun, has a great talent for storytelling.

At the beginning, the coffin was discovered in a mysterious place. It is said that the coffin was pressed under the bones of a three-headed dragon.

Red as blood.

Those present at the time were all middle-level postmen.

After thinking for a long time, finally, someone decided to open the coffin.

Just the coffin opened.

To everyone's surprise, what lay in the coffin was only half of the corpse.

Other than that, nothing.

Seeing this, everyone was disappointed in their hearts. They thought it was a rare treasure, but they didn't expect it to be just a corpse.

But the corpse in the mysterious place is also a good thing.