Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

I don't know what is thinking in my heart, but if someone who is familiar with Zhao Ke looks at his eyes, he will know that this guy doesn't know how to calculate in his heart.

Seeing that the woman was complaining similarly, Zhao Ke interrupted the woman to continue talking nonsense, and said: "Now your mother-in-law is supernatural, and I am not an opponent. If you let your husband join forces with me, maybe there is still a chance."

When Wang Mazi heard the words, he desperately shook his head and winked at Zhao Ke.

I'm afraid that the blood corpse will cooperate if he sees the two of them and chops them up?Dreaming?

The woman's expression is also in a dilemma.

"I'm afraid it won't work. Before Wang Suan was born, his father died. His mother brought him up with feces and urine. I dare not say that this matter has something to do with my mother-in-law until I die, and I am afraid that it will not work if he and the master join hands to deal with her."

Wang Suo is a dutiful son, but also a mother.

He has been under the control of his mother since he was a child, and what his old mother said, he can do whatever he wants.

But what...

"Hmph!" Zhao Ke snorted coldly, staring at the woman, his voice suddenly became gloomy: "He is a dutiful son, but wasn't he who killed his mother with his own hands?"

"you!"

What Zhao Ke said made the woman's expression change suddenly, she stood up straight, and screamed: "You are talking nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense? Your mother-in-law died suddenly and suddenly. Wang Suan was so angry that he even ordered a special coffin. How about keeping your mother-in-law from rebirth!"

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, his voice changed, and his eyes suddenly fixed on the woman: "Could it be that there are still things about you?"

"It was you who could not bear the insult and killed your mother-in-law? This makes sense, Wang Su is a filial son, but you are not!"

"No..." The woman took a step back, and looked at her son outside the door helplessly.

It's just that Zhao Ke's pressing question was more straightforward: "Tell me, if you didn't kill your mother-in-law, why did Wang Sui kill his mother-in-law!"

Every word of Zhao Ke pierced into the woman's heart like a sharp knife, breaking down her inner defense bit by bit.

Finally, the woman couldn't take it anymore, her pale face instantly turned black, and a strong yin energy emanated from her body.

"Crack..."

When Wang Mazi looked at the ground, icicles formed in an instant, and his heart sank: "This bitch also hates stubble."

"No! It's not me, it's that old bastard. He thinks that my child will not be a child of the Wang family. He wants to use rat poison to kill my son. After Wang Su found out, he accidentally beat her to death. Because she knows voodoo, we were worried that she would come back for revenge, so... we found Old Man Lou and ordered a black coffin, hoping that she would never come back!"

After the woman finished speaking in one breath, she immediately sat on the ground and burst into tears.

Opening up his sleeves, he saw dense seams on his slender arms, and some missing pieces of meat were covered with cotton cloth.

She was damned by Mrs. Wang, and she didn't even have a complete body. Even though the government immediately collected the body the next day, she had some pieces of meat, but they were devoured by wild dogs.

Never to be found again.

Seeing the woman's collapsed emotions, Zhao Ke squinted his eyes, squatted down, and tried his best to make the woman feel that the two were equal.

"Yes, but do you know that Mrs. Wang has turned into a ghost, and she has not forgotten to look for you. Now she is going to come to the door. When I find you, I am afraid that you will be worse than when you were alive."

On the side, Wang Mazi nodded repeatedly, and said emphatically.

"That's right, that old woman has imprisoned the souls of the people in your village and tortured them day and night, either by frying them or steaming them in braised sauce, and torturing them in different ways every day."

Hearing this, the woman couldn't help but tremble, even though she had turned into a ghost, she couldn't hide her fear of Mrs. Wang.

The woman with six gods and no master looked aside Zhao Ke and suddenly grabbed Zhao Ke's arm as if she had grasped the last straw.

"This... Master, Master, please save us!!"

Seeing the woman pleading for him, Zhao Ke looked embarrassed instead, and finally sighed, and put one hand on his chest: "Amitabha, no matter, who let the poor monk be merciful."

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, when he looked up, he saw Wang Mazi staring at him dumbfounded.

He swears that he has never seen such a brazen person before, so he didn't make a sound, but shouted to Zhao Ke with his lips: "Fart!"

Chapter 847 Bajie Where Are You?

"Bang! Bang!"

In the yard, Wang Mazi was swinging a hoe and throwing holes on the ground. Although it was noon now, Wang Mazi dug and it became colder and colder. He felt that the soil under the soil was frozen as hard as ice bumps.

"I've seen one damaged, but I've never seen you so damaged!"

While digging, Wang Mazi teased Zhao Ke.

He was obviously chasing after him, but how did Mrs. Wang come after the mother and son just by saying that?

The hateful thing is that Zhao Ke was afraid that Mrs. Wang would not come, so he dug a hole and buried the coffin in it.

As far as this virtue is concerned, he still keeps saying that he is compassionate, so that Wang Mazi can see that this guy is really bad, with sores on his soles, really bad.

"Stop talking nonsense, this is called wisdom."

Zhao Ke waved his hand impatiently, while he raised the kitchen knife in his hand, and chopped off the meat on the chopping board viciously.

The blade scraped back and forth on the skin of the meat, shaved off the hair, sprinkled a handful of rouge powder, and evenly applied it clean.

When you blow it gently, you can see the rough skin, which looks smooth and clear.

"It's okay. At first glance, it looks like a woman's flesh."

Throwing the meat on the ground casually, Zhao Ke continued to face the corpse on the ground and began to dismember it.

"Hey, isn't it very wicked for us to do this!"

After much deliberation, Wang Mazi always felt that this matter was the wickedness of the thief.

Isn't this forcing his son to kill his wife?

"Wrong! Saving one's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Let's save two pagodas, which is better than fourteen pagodas. Why is it so wicked?"

Zhao Ke didn't think he was wicked about this matter.

Wang Suo is a filial son, but his filial piety is not only filial piety, but also a disease.

In real terms, she is a typical mother baby.

And his mother, Mrs. Wang, regarded his son as her own. Even if she married him and had children, she felt that it was another woman who came to steal her son.

This kind of situation has happened a lot in reality, otherwise how can I say it.

Marry a man, but don't marry a mother, Baonan, and marry a wife, but don't marry a brother-in-law.