Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

At this moment, Zhao Ke's ear suddenly sternly shouted.

Zhao Ke raised his head.

I don't know when, in the woods, I saw a group of black-faced dolls walking towards Zhao Ke.

The dolls look like babies as young as eight months old.

The babies have a white rope tied around their feet with bells hanging from it.

Every time you take a step, you will hear a burst of "jingling bells".

These dolls hold a black coffin above their heads.

Walk and sing.

"People walk, ghosts walk the mountain, the mother-in-law carries the lamb and floats to the door of the daughter-in-law's house. The lamb is cut in half and distributed to the in-laws. The mother-in-law laughs, and the in-laws make trouble. Whoever sees my daughter will be in the tomb of Qingming."

"Boom!"

When the gongs and drums sounded, the leader walking in front and beating the gongs was a strong man with a red face, bare arms, and a snow-white belt around his waist.

Although they were more than ten meters apart, the big man seemed to walk in front of Zhao Ke within a few steps.

The big man came barefoot and looked at Jia San who had been burned to ashes in the bonfire. His red face turned black, and his eyes the size of copper bells were staring straight at Zhao Ke.

"You killed it?"

The brawny man questioned Zhao Ke.

However, Zhao Ke ignored him and instead stared at his back.

I saw Zhao Ke staring straight at the coffin behind those ghost babies.

The pitch-black coffin was made of unknown material. On the black paint surface, one could faintly see a cloud of black mist steaming inside the coffin.

Around the coffin, there are strange patterns engraved on it. Ordinary coffins, some of which are more luxurious, are only carved with blessings, wealth and longevity.

Just carve another volume of scriptures.

But on this coffin, there is a map of Asura hell carved on it.

In a large oil pan, several men and women were pressed into the oil pan. The blurred faces of the villains were only left with twisted eyes and mouths.

From time to time, the carving is not precise, but it deliberately makes this vague appearance.

It looks even more expressive.

It seems to be able to feel the pain of these men and women.

"This coffin...doesn't it feel comfortable to lie on?" Zhao Ke thought to himself.

"What about you!"

At this time, seeing that Zhao Ke was silent, the big man shouted impatiently at Zhao Ke again.

"what!"

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, and finally moved his eyes away from the coffin reluctantly, and looked at the strong man in front of him, who looked like a little giant.

With a blank look on his face, he didn't know what this guy was going to ask? ?

Seeing Zhao Ke's bewildered expression, the strong man suddenly became impatient.

Then asked again: "I ask you, you killed this human skin ghost!"

"it's me……"

Just as Zhao Ke opened his mouth, he suddenly remembered his current identity, and immediately swallowed back the words that had come to his lips.

Arranging his clothes, clasped his hands together and said: "The little monk has saved me."

After hearing Zhao Ke's words, the strong man was so angry that the hair on his black face stood up, holding a copper gong in his hand, knocking loudly, pointing at Zhao Ke and cursing: "You bastard, who allowed you to kill him!"

"The little monk didn't kill him, he jumped in by himself."

Zhao Ke said without blushing.

"Fart! You think I'm stupid, how could he jump in by himself?" The brawny man said this, swung the gong in his hand, and wanted to smash Zhao Ke's head.

But Zhao Ke continued: "We bet, whoever loses will jump into the fire, and he loses, so he jumps in by himself, and the poor monk even rescued him."

When Zhao Ke told a lie, he didn't even plan to type up the draft, and just said it casually.

Anyway, there is no proof of death, and they are all burned to ashes.

The two skins of the lips, what's going on, it's not up to me.

"bet??"

Hearing Zhao Ke's words, the big man couldn't help but raised his eyebrows, and looked back suspiciously at the coffin behind him.

There was no movement in the coffin.

Seeing this, the big man couldn't help frowning and asked, "What are you betting on?"

"He is a cook, so we are betting on cooking. If I cook better than him, he will lose."

"Oh!"

"Where's the vegetables?"

"He ate!"

The big man nodded but then thought about it, that's not right, he turned his head and glared at Zhao Ke and said, "Nonsense, you are a living person, he is a dead person, how can a dead person eat the dishes you cook?"

Zhao Ke smiled mysteriously on his handsome face, and clasped his hands together: "Monks don't tell lies, if you don't believe me, please ask the king to come out, and I'll make him some dishes to taste?"

As soon as Zhao Ke finished speaking, he saw the coffin behind him and stood up abruptly.

The coffin was slowly opened, and a person came out from inside.

The smile on Zhao Ke's face froze, and he saw that this person was none other than Wang Mazi who had separated from him!

Chapter 828 There is a ghost outside the door

The coffin was opened, but it was Wang Mazi who came out of the coffin.

Zhao Ke didn't expect that he would be lying in the coffin.