Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"No, the weight of this guy is not that heavy!"

Shan Jingichiro's short stature is estimated to be just over 100 catties, and the quality of the hemp rope can still support him.

Hearing this, Wang Mazi checked the end of the rope, and immediately became serious: "Wait a minute, the incision of this rope was cut with a knife. Did this guy commit suicide?"

Zhao Ke came over and took a look, and sure enough the rope had been cut.

But Yamakei Ichiro would never commit suicide.

"If he is that kind of cowardly and cowardly person, how could he persist on this train for so long, and even design traps to kill those monsters."

Judging from the diary left by Shan Jingichiro, instead of going crazy or dying, this guy has shown a strong will to survive for a long time.

How could such a person commit suicide?

As for whether he climbed up by himself, cut off the rope and ran away, or someone else cut the rope and saved him.

It is difficult for Zhao Ke to deduce this point.

"What should we do now?"

Wang Mazi's head grew dizzy for a while, and he sat on the ground, a little afraid to look at Zhao Ke. Such a low-level mistake made him feel a little guilty.

After all, Shanjing Ichiro was the only clue in their hands, so he lost it like this, and he couldn't see the person when he was alive, and he couldn't see the corpse when he was dead.

Seeing Wang Mazi's guilty expression, Zhao Ke couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him: "It's not all your fault, but even though Shan Jingichiro is gone, don't forget, we have Shan Jingichiro's notes !"

In fact, such a low-level mistake as Wang Mazi, when he was alone, Zhao Ke would blow his heart away.

But Wang Mazi is different, the reason is very simple, you have seen Tang Monk scolding Bajie and Monkey King, and when did you scold the simple and honest Monk Sha.

"what do you mean……"

Wang Mazi's eyes lit up. That's right, in Shan Jingichiro's notes, he mentioned the traps for hunting those monsters.

They can do exactly that.

Kill all the monsters in the car.

But Zhao Ke shook his head: "No! It's useless to kill those monsters, what do we use that energy for?"

Shan Jingichiro's notes have actually given Zhao Ke a clue.

Just use the method of elimination, it is not difficult to understand, the key to the problem.

For example, Shanjing Ichiro has survived here for a long time relying on supplies, so first of all ruled out, this train will turn around.

Shan Jingichiro killed many monsters, but still did not go out.

So excluding those monsters can prove that killing those monsters cannot solve the problem.

After eliminating these, the problem that Shanjing Ichiro didn't solve, obviously, is the way to get out.

For example... that blurry shadow!

"What do you want to do!" Seeing Zhao Ke's confident appearance, Wang Mazi's heart was lifted, and his whole body became energetic.

Seeing Wang Mazi's energetic face, Zhao Ke couldn't help but secretly cheered.

Sure enough, the title Drifting Monk really fits well with Wang Mazi.

A typical representative of hard work.

Compared with Fat Pig, Zhu Bajie, he can save himself a lot of worry.

"Hmm... If this team has another white dragon horse, basically I can go to the west!"

After Zhao Ke was secretly happy for a while, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. If they didn't think of a way, they might really go to the west before Bajie and Wukong.

The two of them rested for a while, and after recovering enough energy, they saw Zhao Ke kicking the radio station directly to the ground.

Anyway, this thing can talk without electricity, and with it, you can check with another group of people at any time.

Although he was not sure, Zhao Ke always had a strong intuition that the group of people on the opposite side might be the key to their going out.

Strictly speaking, although the two sides are not in the same time and space, in fact, they are grasshoppers on the same rope.

The two quickly climbed across the carriage of the train.

In the carriage where Chen Fang's weapons are placed, bring some equipment to himself.

In Shan Jingichiro's diary, it is mentioned that these monsters are extremely afraid of fire.

But I like light very much.

This point coincides with Zhao Ke's previous speculation.

But in the diary, there is another point that Zhao Ke didn't notice, that is, these monsters are also very sensitive to sound.

It only needs some clear and powerful voices to attract the attention of these monsters.

With lighting, it is enough to design a trap and kill these monsters.

"Hey, hurry up and watch this!"

At this time, Wang Mazi rummaged through the box, pried open an armament box, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he called Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke walked up to have a look, and couldn't help showing a smile on his face: "Hey, this is a big guy!"

another side.

Qi Liang and his group carefully walked down the pothole step by step.

The walls of the pothole spiraled up the stairs.

"Such a huge project has basically hollowed out the mountain!"

A postman looked at the wall of the pothole, and there were still finely carved characters.

It's a pity that these words are too old, and none of them know them.

"Crazy people will bury themselves in this place. I really don't understand what you Chinese people think!"

The person who spoke was not a Chinese, but a European, with blond hair, sapphire-like eyes, coupled with her milk-like skin, especially the pair of tall and straight papayas, which naturally attracted many people eyeball.

Apparently, she wasn't too keen on burying people in places like this.

The rest ignored her out of face, but Fat Pig was not happy anymore.