Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Not to mention that at this time, my current means are at best comparable to low-level postmen.

Although in his hand, there is an extra trump card.

But with the ghosts of these postmen as a lesson from the past, how could Zhao Ke dare to be careless in his heart.

"I'm afraid it's this old woman, what kind of killer weapon is hidden under her hand!"

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help looking at Wang Mazi.

But at this moment, Wang Mazi slowly took out a small black iron box from his coffin, and placed it on the altar that had already been built.

After opening the box, he saw a human head, which was taken out of the iron box by Wang Mazi.

The moment he saw this human head, Zhao Ke suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

Can't tell what's wrong.

At this moment, Zhao Ke didn't know if it was an illusion, but Zhao Ke saw that the lips of the human head moved slightly.

At first, Zhao Ke thought it was his eyes that were dazzled.

Stretching out his hand to rub his eyes, he turned his eyes again, only to see the human head on the altar table, his eyes opened at some point, and his eyes were fixed on himself.

Chapter 835 Strange Human Head (big chapter)

"This human head...is alive!"

Looking at each other, Zhao Ke couldn't hold back his eyelids and jumped up.

The human head's gaze was hollow and deep, like a black hole, and the mouth that looked at the human head opened slightly.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but started to recite silently in his heart.

Very simple two words "Help me!"

"save you?"

Zhao Ke's thinking became dull, his eyes met the eyes of the human head, and he seemed to hear a low voice for help in his ears: "Help me! Help me! Help me!!"

The sound gradually approached from far away, and gradually in Zhao Ke's ears, there seemed to be only the buzzing of mosquitoes at first, but gradually it seemed to be rolling thunder, making Zhao Ke's entire thinking in his mind almost occupied by the sound.

At this moment, there was a loud bang of "Boom!"

The ear-piercing sound of the gong made Zhao Ke's eyes go black, and the thoughts in his mind were suddenly interrupted by the sound of the gong.

My heart was shocked: "No, I got tricked!"

His eyes quickly moved away from the eyes of the human head, and he looked back.

I saw Da Genggui's red face almost sticking to the tip of Zhao Ke's nose.

Eyeballs as big as copper bells glared at Zhao Ke.

"Little monk, why are you in a daze here? Didn't you say that you are going to cook? Every time you see the folks have already taken their seats, what are you doing?"

Zhao Ke quickly took a step back, finally came back to his senses, shook his head, put his hands together quickly, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, I'm confused, here's the food!"

"Hmph! Hurry up, if you are negligent, you will think that my king has treated the folks badly, and even Lord Yan will not be able to save you when the time comes!"

After the ghostly ghost finished speaking, he raised his head with a proud face, turned around and continued to greet the ghosts who came in from the door.

Sent away to fight more ghosts.

Zhao Ke couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

Looking at the human head again, I saw that the human head was quietly placed on the altar with its eyes closed.

Quiet, with eyes closed and a peaceful demeanor.

It seemed that the scene just now was just his own illusion.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke's eyes suddenly turned cold.

I guessed in my heart that this human head, nine out of ten, is the mysterious things that everyone wants to collect in the mysterious place.

That is to say, all the postmen, painstakingly searching for the corpses.

But now it seems that these corpses are definitely not good things.

Even... Zhao Ke doubted at this moment, is this head really dead? ?

While Zhao Ke was thinking, he turned and went back to the stove.

Get busy.

In fact, during the day, Zhao Ke basically prepared all the materials.

Although there are not enough materials for Zhao Ke's injury in this kind of running water mat, let's use local materials.

For this, I have to thank yesterday, the bodyguard who wanted to kill himself.

I saw Zhao Ke lifted the iron spoon and took out a ladle of boiling oil from the oil pan.

Splash it in a side bowl.

"Zizi-"

As the oil splashed in the bowl, the white meat that had been packed in the bottom of the bowl was suddenly rolled up in the boiling hot oil.

The white, tender and crystal-clear meat skin is stained with bright red chili oil. When it is rolled up and down, it is unavoidable to be stained with the above chili oil.

On the contrary, it makes the skin look red and white, which is even more amazing.

Like a blooming peony.

"Hiss! It smells so good!"

The wandering souls sitting on the table at the side originally had dull eyes, but after smelling the fragrance, their dull eyes gradually showed a splendor that hadn't been seen for a long time.

In the spicy aroma, the aroma of cooked meat is wrapped.

There is still a slight burnt smell inside, which not only conceals the meaty smell of the white meat itself, but also further adds a different layering to the aroma of the meat.

The watchman sniffed the scent and walked over to take a look. He saw a budding peony in the bowl of red chili oil, and couldn't help drooling.

Zhao Ke casually sprinkled two slices of coriander, which added a green color to the bright red oil surface, making it even more mouth-watering.

In contrast, what does the human-skinned ghost do?