Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Langmu walked to Gugler's side and said in a low voice, "Brother, why don't you just..."

Lang Mu said with the index finger of his left hand on the ring finger, and swipe across.

Seeing this, Gugler looked back at Song Heng and Luo Qing, and shook his head: "Tomorrow, go deeper."

Lang Mu nodded and began to concentrate on setting up the tent.

The sky was getting later and later, and when it got dark, the whole Kunlun was completely reduced to darkness.

There is no imagination, the sky is full of stars, and there is no huge moon in cartoons.

Some are just mountain winds like knives.

Lying in the tent, I can still hear the sound of rocks rattling outside from time to time.

Thanks to the huge rock behind them, which cut off the mountain wind, otherwise it would be difficult tonight.

"Hush...huh!"

Gesang poked his head out from the tent, put his hands next to his mouth, blew out a mouthful of hot air to warm his hands, then turned to Lang Mu and said, "I'm going to pee."

"Hurry up, the wind is coming in."

Lang Mu urged impatiently, and wrapped himself in the sleeping bag after speaking.

About 5 minutes later, Langmu vaguely felt someone coming into the tent, and the cold wind blew in along the gap, and he couldn't help cursing: "If you don't come back again, I thought you fell to death under the cliff, hurry up and put the tent away." Pull on."

After Langmu finished speaking, the tent was pulled up again, but a smell of blood came from nowhere.

The faint smell of blood made the son's eyes suddenly alert. When he opened his eyes, he saw a shadow standing in front of him under the light.

Although it was impossible to see who it was because of the lighting problem, Langmu was sure that he was definitely not Gesang.

"Who!"

Shocked, Lang Mu reached out to grab the soil gun in the sleeping bag.

However, a sharp dagger was ten times faster than him. After a flash of lightning flashed in the air, it pierced Langmu's throat.

Immediately hot blood poured into the sleeping bag along his skin, Langmu opened his mouth to shout, but found that he couldn't shout at all.

"Didn't you say that dying in this place is a kind of good treatment? Then you go to die!"

The dark shadow under the light gradually became clear, and the person watching was actually Song Henghou. His eyes widened involuntarily, and he struggled with his palms to grab the soil gun.

But at this moment, I saw a cold light overflowing from Song Heng's pupils, and he raised the dagger in his hand and stabbed Langmu's heart.

Looking into the sleeping bag, after shaking his body a few times, there was no living Langmu.

Song Heng frowned slightly, took the earthen gun in his sleeping bag, looked at Gugler's tent outside, frowned, and walked up.

No. 1, No. 2, leave!

I have been married for so long, and my children are all grown up, but I haven't had time to take my wife on honeymoon.

I remember that when I got married, I wrote the horror stamp, thinking about waiting for the stamp to be on the shelf, and after I got on track, I would take my wife on honeymoon.

As a result... the stamp was hit by dimensionality reduction and completely disappeared.

I can only quickly reopen the postman. After all, my wife was pregnant at the time, and my income was cut off. Naturally, I didn't mention the honeymoon.

It's my wife's birthday soon, so I asked for two days off, and Guoshui took my wife to Kaifeng for two days, as a birthday present, to accompany her well.

This month, on the 1st and 2nd, I will take two days off, and I would like to ask all readers to approve it.

Chapter 840 Killing Kitchen Order!

"What—"

In the sheepfold, Wang Mazi stuffed the hay into the trough with a displeased face.

Looking back at Zhao Ke lying in front of the stone mill basking in the sun, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "Is this what you mean by being rich?"

"Is it my fault?"

Zhao Ke was lying on the stone mill, and saw two pairs of camera hands following Zhao Ke's thoughts, crushing the soybeans in the bag into powder, and with a wave of his hand, the soybean powder was ground into powder and fell into the In the side sack.

For Zhao Ke, such a job is nothing more than a piece of cake, as easy as he can do it at his fingertips.

In contrast, Wang Mazi needs to do some chores such as cleaning the sheepfold and feeding the sheep.

While effortless, it is tedious.

This made Wang Mazi very envious of Zhao Ke's photoshoot.

But he was also annoyed, Zhao Ke, who said he was rich and self-willed, made himself overjoyed, and ordered another six catties of braised mutton.

As a result, as soon as the bill was settled, Zhao Ke found only one ingot of broken silver from the storage ring.

This is just great.

Both were detained here and had to work as coolies for two days to pay back the money.

"Or, let's leave early, and with these guys alone, I can beat them out of shit."

Wang Mazi changed his voice and planned to run away.

However, Zhao Ke was much more relaxed than him, and dozed off, with a weak look on his face, as if he hadn't woken up.

"Don't worry, it's not about food and housing."

Wang Mazi couldn't understand Zhao Ke's innocence. He threw his shovel away when he heard this and said, "Hi! I really mean that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry, and he said it as if you are not in a hurry at all!!"

Zhao Ke squinted at Wang Mazi and scratched his head. Wang Mazi's words were in Zhao Ke's heart.

Are you not in a hurry?

Do not!

I am more anxious than anyone else!

Now that he disappeared for no reason, although the old man was not the kind of person who would be suspicious, Zhao Ke was worried that he would not wait.

After all, I believe the old man also knows that his time is running out.

Especially at this time, what Zhao Ke is most worried about is that the old man can't hold his breath anymore.

In case of any drastic action.