Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing this, Zhao Ke simply pushed open the compartment door.

There was a crisp sound of "bang".

It shocked Shan Jingyilang's decadent spirit, but after seeing Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi, he saw the light of hope in Shan Jingyilang's eyes.

Tears flowed down his eyes. Before that, he cursed Yamada as a bastard countless times.

And the soldier next to him.

But when he saw the two of them at this time, Shan Jingichiro cried with joy.

I'm afraid that even if he returned to Japan and saw his late father, it would be nothing more than that.

"Yamada-kun, I'm here, come and save me!"

Shan Jingichiro shouted, hoping that Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi would rescue him from this sticky meat sauce immediately.

Not to mention how it feels to be hung on it, even this sticky meat sauce wrapped him, which also made Shan Jingichiro feel sick and go crazy.

Unfortunately, Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi were unmoved by his call for help.

Zhao Ke didn't speak, but looked at Wang Mazi, motioning for him to ask.

Wang Mazi understood, and grinned, this is his old job.

You know, the characteristic of their postmen is that they are very straightforward when they grab things, and when they save people, it is impossible to save people without negotiating good conditions.

Although I still lost my identity as a postman, it has been a long time.

But this fine tradition has been perfectly inherited.

"Hey, Your Excellency Shanjing, you haven't answered our question yet."

I thought that the two of them would quickly save themselves.

But he didn't want to, at this moment, the soldier in front of him was still asking himself such an insignificant question.

Immediately, Shan Jingichiro couldn't help heaving his chest, the hope in his eyes turned into anger, and he screamed sharply.

"Asshole, let me down quickly! Yamada-kun, are you deaf? Why don't you speak, don't you see, am I trapped here?"

Zhao Ke didn't pay attention to what he said, and even turned his body around, looking at the surrounding glass with indifferent eyes.

Hope to see the clues of that shadow.

Wang Mazi didn't even hear Shan Jingichiro's roar, he pinched his nostril with his little finger, took out a ball of booger from it, and continued inadvertently: "About that altar, what kind of altar is it, now you Can you tell me?"

"altar!"

Seeing Yamada with his back turned away, and the soldier with a relaxed expression in front of him, Shanjing Ichiro suddenly seemed to understand something.

His expression sank slightly, and he said in a low voice: "A very important person entrusted me with that altar, hoping to bring the contents of this altar to Beiping and hand it over to an onmyoji in Beiping. I don't know the details. .”

Although Zhao Ke was carrying Shan Jingichiro behind his back, he was multitasking. After hearing Shan Jingichiro's words, Zhao Ke frowned.

"Let's go!"

As Zhao Ke said, he was about to take Wang Mazi forward.

Wang Mazi was taken aback, and before Shan Jingyilang could speak, he stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Ke's arm: "Don't, he still has to be saved."

"It's come to this point, he is still deliberately concealing it, why should we save him?"

As Zhao Ke said, he shook off Wang Mazi's arm and continued to leave.

"Hey...don't go..."

Seeing this, Wang Mazi immediately became anxious. While holding Zhao Ke, he turned his head and said to Shan Jingyilang, who was still in a daze, "Your Excellency Shan Jing, it's time now, please don't hide any more, what's the hurry?" Speak up!"

Shanjing Ichiro looked at the mountain he was about to leave, and his face flickered for a moment.

After a while, he said in a low voice: "It is said that there is a shikigami sealed in that altar, and it is intended to be sent to Peiping, where people from the prisoner-of-war camps are borrowed to restore this shikigami. So many, no more, I don't know."

"How to fix it?"

Wang Mazi couldn't help asking a question.

But Ichiro Shanjing smiled coldly: "It's very simple, it is enough to cut off the heads of these Chinese people."

Hearing this, Wang Mazi's expression turned cold.

He himself didn't have a good impression of Shan Jingichiro, and when he heard this, a ball of evil fire arose in his heart.

Especially the three words "Chinaman" made the muscles on Wang Mazi's face twitch involuntarily.

"Hurry up, hurry up and save me!"

Facing Shan Jingichiro's urging, Wang Mazi just looked at Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke nodded, this Shanjing Ichiro, although he deserves to die, but there are some things that I need to ask him clearly.

This place is not a place to talk, so Zhao Ke handed the kitchen knife to Wang Mazi and asked him to put Shan Jingichiro down, while he stood guard outside the door.

"Damn, it's so cheap that you smashed it."

Wang Mazi took the kitchen knife from Zhao Ke, stepped forward and looked at Shan Jingichiro above the carriage, wishing he could just chop off the guy's dog's head with a single knife.

After carefully observing the sticky meat paste, Wang Mazi finally put the kitchen knife in the middle of the meat paste.

Although he is not in his previous body, Wang Mazi still has some experience with sword techniques.

The shining silver blade quickly slashed on the meat paste, and a cut continued from the chest to the soles of Shan Jingichiro's feet.

"Puff~" sounded.

Wang Mazi's heart skipped a beat suddenly: "Oops, it can't be that the cut was deep."

Just when Wang Mazi wanted to check it, he saw the crack in the middle of the meat paste being gradually and rapidly stretched open.

It's just that Wang Mazi took a closer look, but it wasn't Shan Jingichiro's body inside, but densely packed with bugs!

Sorry, the recent update is not ideal, and I apologize to everyone here.

The update has been unstable for the past few days, so I would like to apologize to everyone here.

Because of the reason why the child is sick these days, the people in the group probably know something about it.

Fortunately, these days, after changing to a reliable hospital, the child's condition has basically stabilized.