Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The woman's voice fell, and the door was slammed shut with a "bang" as she spoke.

Wang Mazi rubbed his shoulders and looked at Zhao Ke: "Come on, you still have a bad nose, let's go quickly, don't run into that bloody corpse later, neither of us will survive."

Wang Mazi wanted to leave with all his heart, but the elusive blood corpse was like a sharp sword hanging above his head.

Every time he thinks about it, Wang Mazi feels very uncomfortable.

Unless it is absolutely necessary to burn the talisman given to him by the red mother-in-law, otherwise, the two of them now, if they encounter blood corpses, they will simply give food.

Seeing Wang Mazi's appearance, Zhao Ke couldn't help shaking his head, and asked in a low voice in Wang Mazi's ear.

"You are an old man, and you are still afraid of that bloody corpse, so why do you say that the couple who live here can live here with peace of mind?"

"Ok??"

Wang Mazi is not a fool. On the contrary, his strength was once among the top postmen among the middle-level postmen.

It's just that the stay in that ghostly place of the abandoned land was too long.

It has made him almost forget that he is a postman.

No more threats of death.

Plus an overly comfortable life.

Even the way of thinking is far less sharp than before.

It can only be said that the time in the world is the most wasted, even if it is a magic weapon, it will rust after a long time.

It's just that Wang Mazi's sharp blade is fine, it's still easy to use when sharpened.

After being called by Zhao Ke, Wang Mazi was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized what was tricky.

"what do you mean??"

Wang Mazi raised his eyebrows when he thought of the old Wang whom Zhao Ke had just said he was looking for, "You can't be..."

"That's right, it is!"

Zhao Ke nodded, and after finishing speaking, he walked to the door again.

In fact, Zhao Ke knew that the woman behind the door did not leave, but kept guarding the door, waiting for them to leave.

Zhao Ke didn't knock on the door this time, but just said in a low voice through the door: "If Wang Sudden comes back, tell him that his mother will come to him soon, and the human skin clothes are ready for him. "

"What did you say!"

Zhao Ke had just finished speaking, when the courtyard door in front of him was pulled open abruptly by a woman, his pale face turned even more sinister and terrifying at this moment.

Seeing the woman's ugly face, Zhao Ke finally put the stone on the ground with the stone hanging in his heart.

After all, a lot of things here are my own speculations.

For example, those wandering souls, since Mrs. Wang hated Wang Su's wife and children so much, why didn't they have the souls to arrest them.

People who die violently cannot enter the nether world.

What's more, he died so badly, he was cut into pieces, and finally the husband took the blame and was sentenced to skinning.

Not to mention me, even a normal person would have to hold back a breath of resentment.

But according to Mrs. Wang, it seems that after becoming a ghost, she has never seen her son.

Zhao Ke also combined the records in "Conclusion of the Coffin" to boldly speculate that the blood corpse is Wang Suo.

Wang suddenly turned into a blood corpse, but because of his filial piety, he refused to take revenge. He placed his wife and children outside the mountains and forests, hiding far away.

But these were just Zhao Ke's conjectures, until the woman in front of him admitted that the stone in Zhao Ke's heart fell to the ground.

"So, you are Wang Su's wife... and son!"

From the corner of Zhao Ke's eyes, he saw a child hiding in the shadow behind the crack of the door. The child was probably only two or three years old.

But it is hungry skinny.

Hiding inside, he didn't dare to speak, but held a small leather drum in his hand.

"It's almost dawn, come in and talk!"

The woman opened the door and invited Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi to come in.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zhao Ke couldn't help rubbing his fingers. The temperature in the courtyard was at least ten degrees lower than the temperature outside.

It seems that Wang Suzhi chose this place not simply because he wanted to be far away from Yizhuang.

I'm afraid there is a mystery in this place.

It's a pity that my ability is gone, otherwise, with the golden pupil, I might be able to detect the strangeness here early in the morning.

"Master, you just said that Wang Su's mother is coming?"

The woman's attitude at this time is much more friendly than before.

When Wang Mazi saw this, he couldn't help but feel secretly happy. It was the first time he saw a ghost in the horror space for so long, and he was so polite.

"Amitabha!"

Zhao Ke clasped his hands together, sat cross-legged on the chair, and quietly activated the Bone Conception Method, a wisp of Buddha energy gushed out from his body, making him look more like an eminent monk.

"Poor thing, I know about your family's affairs. Originally, this matter has nothing to do with us, but I really can't bear to see a tragedy repeat itself, so I came to remind you."

The corners of Wang Mazi's mouth twitched a few times, and he tried not to speak.

I started complaining in my heart a long time ago, does it have anything to do with you?It's getting better with you.

It's just that the woman doesn't know what's going on here, seeing Zhao Ke's compassionate face, and coming to remind him again, this orphan and widow's heart feels indescribable.

Although Wang Suo placed them here, after turning into blood corpses, his temperament also became weird, and he occasionally looked outside quietly, and refused to enter the house.

I'm afraid that appearance scares the child.

He only dared to sneak through the crack of the door and gave the child a small leather drum, saying that the child was free to shake the drum, and he just listened outside.

It's rare for someone to be able to talk now, and for a while, the woman also opened up the conversation, crying out the grievances of herself and her child.

Wang Mazi listened with great interest, and when he heard how much the woman had suffered under the eyes of Mrs. Wang, he also felt wronged for her.

But Zhao Ke's eyes were wandering, he had no interest in these homely things, and looked at the corner of the wall from time to time, the leather drum in the child's hand.