Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

At this moment, the bodyguard who fell asleep before quietly sat up at some point, staring coldly at Zhao Ke's back.

Can't help shouting.

Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly turned around, the chill that had shrouded behind him just now disappeared without a trace.

There were only Zhao Ke and the bodyguard who had woken up in the tent, and they looked at each other with a bit of alertness and confusion in their eyes.

Zhao Ke glanced left and right, and immediately put Xue Jizi, which was already in his hand, back into the storage ring.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom, but..."

Zhao Ke said, pointing to the dark woods outside.

"It's too dark, I'm a little afraid to go."

After hearing Zhao Ke's words, the bodyguard couldn't help raising his brows, and looked at Zhao Ke's body, and saw Zhao Ke's body was tightly arched, his legs were clamped together, it seemed that he was really in a hurry to urinate.

Seeing this, the bodyguard felt happy, and thought: "Hmph, let me just say, what can be wrong with this fair monk."

Thinking of this, the bodyguard grinned.

"Let's go, it's just right, I'm also in a hurry to urinate, let's be together."

As he spoke, the bodyguard came out from under the blanket, and conveniently held the long knife at his waist in his hand.

"Okay, okay!" Zhao Ke stared at the long knife in the bodyguard's hand, squinted his eyes, and showed a smile on his face.

Follow behind the bodyguard and walk out of the tent carefully.

"Go pee."

Walking out of the tent guard, the companion in charge of the night watch said hello and led Zhao Ke to the back.

"Understood, remember to pee more quickly!"

The guard nodded, looked at Zhao Ke's back with a faint flash of light in his eyes, smiled coldly, hugged his own wine gourd, and smeared another mouthful.

In this barren mountain and wild forest, there is naturally no place like a toilet, so just find a place to solve it.

However, the bodyguard in front of him at this time took him a little far.

Zhao Ke didn't pay attention to it at first, thinking about what happened to the aura that made his hair stand on end just now.

However, when he looked up, he saw that the two of them had walked so far without realizing it.

Looking back, I can vaguely see the shadow of the camp, and if I go further down, I'm afraid I won't even see the shadow.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke immediately became vigilant, and carefully scanned his surroundings.

"Hurry up!"

Seeing Zhao Ke started to slow down, the bodyguard couldn't help urging him.

"But... isn't it all right here?"

"Go a little further, my shit smells bad, and I won't be able to sleep at night, hurry up!"

The bodyguard urged impatiently.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help feeling a bit cold, obviously the other party didn't even bother to fool him, this was the downside.

Don't say it's shit, even if it's boiled shit, no one will smell it.

The other party urged himself like this, which showed that he was already very impatient.

Zhao Ke didn't continue to move forward, but stood on the spot with his head down: "I'm... I can't hold it any longer."

The bodyguard looked back and saw that the monk refused to go any further.

The expression on his face suddenly turned gloomy, and when he looked again, he felt that he was already far away from the camp. After thinking about it in his heart, he felt that it was almost the same.

When he stepped forward, he showed a generous smile with a gloomy look on his face, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Nodded: "Alright, let's go here then."

"Oh, I can't hold it anymore."

I saw Zhao Ke quickly took off his pants, turned around and pissed on the tree roots, and while relieving himself, he asked, "Isn't it convenient for the benefactor, please feel free, you're welcome."

"polite?"

The bodyguard was taken aback, his face couldn't help shaking, and he said in his heart: "Who the hell is being polite to you."

Looking at Zhao Ke, the bodyguard narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer, "Okay, then I won't be polite."

While speaking, the bodyguard suddenly pulled out the long knife in his hand, and the blade cut a cold light in the dark night.

A knife pierced Zhao Ke's lower abdomen.

The cold blade pierced through his back, making Zhao Ke's body stiff.

Immediately afterwards, the bodyguard kicked up and drew his hand, with a "poof", blood splashed out along the knife edge.

Immediately filled the air with a layer of bloody smell.

"Ah! You...why are you..."

Seeing that the monk is still alive, the bodyguard's eyes suddenly showed hostility, and he put the knife on his shoulder: "There is a way to heaven, you don't go, and there is no way to hell, monk, it's none of your business, who let you go?" followed."

Zhao Ke couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words, and after looking around, he made sure that there were no other helpers around.

Those cunning eyes quickly disappeared in the darkness.

What he was most worried about at the beginning was this guy, and what other accomplices were ambushing here.

The strong murderous aura just now made Zhao Ke feel his scalp go numb when he thought of it, and he didn't know what it was.

But at this moment, it seems that it should have nothing to do with this bodyguard.

Oh, of course, this escort is naturally not a good person, but it doesn't seem to be aimed at him, he is right, because it should be aimed at that rich businessman Jia San.

Thinking of this, the muscles on Zhao Ke's face twisted, and looking at the bodyguard who was walking towards him, he kicked his legs back and forth, and asked in horror: "I, me, what does this have to do with me, the benefactor is afraid Misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding, it's just that you are unlucky. Don't worry, if you wait, Mr. Jia will accompany you down later."

After the bodyguard finished speaking, he saw the long knife in his hand raised above his head, aimed at Zhao Ke's head, and chopped it down head-on.

"puff!"