Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Just when everyone felt it was difficult to move forward, suddenly, a bell rang from the pavilion behind.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sudden bell sounded like a gust of cold wind in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

It made everyone's spirit tense to the extreme in an instant. Everyone held their breath and waited quietly as the bell rang.

With Kuaishou Wu's lessons learned, everyone couldn't help but realize the danger of this place. Before they knew it, it was already like an invisible net, covering everyone's heart.

The sudden sound of the bell made everyone feel even more surprised, and at the same time, the heartbeat also accelerated.

It's like a prisoner in court, waiting for the final verdict.

However, until the bell gradually died down, everything around was still calm, and there was no danger of being caught off guard.

"call……"

A heavy breath came out from the mouth of a postman.

Following this panting sound, everyone's tense hearts suddenly relaxed.

"Scared me to death!"

Fat Pig gently wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and finally some bloodshot eyes returned to his fat face, and he was in such a ghostly place again.

Suddenly three bells rang, anyone would be terrified.

After taking a breath, Fat Pig couldn't help thinking, "Strange, what's the point of hiding the bell in the tomb?"

While thinking about the meaning of the bell, Fat Pig subconsciously glanced at the compass in his hand.

It was just a glance from the corner of the eye, but Fat Pig's pupils suddenly tightened, and a chill ran up his spine, making his scalp numb.

I saw the pointer on the compass quietly start to rotate by itself.

Just now, the pointer was pointing at the right position, but under Fat Pig's gaze, it suddenly pointed to the other end opposite to the right position.

"hiss!"

Looking at the pointer on the compass, the fat pig sucked in a breath of cold air, and the cold sweat soaked through his clothes.

It was still a door of life before, but when the pointer changed, it turned the door of life into a door of death.

They are standing on a dead end!

Suddenly, Fat Pig's mind flashed, and he understood what the clock was for.

"what time is it now!"

Thinking of this, Fat Pig suddenly raised his head and shouted.

A sudden roar startled everyone.

Some people have long disliked Fat Pig, and when they heard him ask the time, they said angrily, "What time is it, what's the matter, it's delayed your sleep?"

"Hahaha……"

Hearing this burst of ridicule immediately attracted many people's laughter, and it also eased the tense atmosphere just now.

Normally, the fat pig who was teased would immediately go back, but at this time, the fat pig didn't have the intention to continue playing.

"Grass mud horse, I ask you what time is it!"

The roar, which was almost like a roar, stopped the laughter in an instant.

Everyone turned their heads to look at Fat Pig in surprise, but they were taken aback by Fat Pig's expression.

I saw Fat Pig holding the compass in both hands, as if he didn't care about the mechanism that could divide them all at any time, and kept spinning around.

His eyes suddenly turned red!It was as if all the blood from the whole body was rushing to the head.That manic and uncontrollable mood completely swallowed his rationality in an instant.

After comparing the directions, Fat Pig glanced coldly at the crowd, and said in a low voice full of chills, "Are you all dead? What time is it now!"

Sensing that something was wrong with Fat Pig, Wu Ya raised her hand and looked at the expensive Patek Philippe on her wrist.

"It was just early in the morning, um... Specifically, it was 0:45." After speaking, the hands on the watch jumped again. Seeing this, Wu Ya quickly added: "Oh! It's 46 now."

But Fat Pig ignored Wu Ya's second half sentence as if he had never heard of it, and stared at the compass in his hand dully.

The obese face was as pale and frightening as Wu Ya, a vampire.

"Zi Shi three quarters! Hey, damn it, I've been fooled. This bitch wants to raise a dragon, but to bury a dragon. Damn it."

The voice of Fat Pig whispering to himself was not loud, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

In an instant, an ominous premonition enveloped everyone's heads.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Some people couldn't understand what the fat pig was talking about, and thought that the fat pig was deliberately scaring people.

But when Fat Pig finished speaking, he heard a scream from the crowd: "Fuck, this place is a dead end! Get out of here!"

No one saw who was speaking, but the voice was familiar to many people.

Because of this mysterious person, he often spoke out on the road to give advice on feng shui, and he was obviously also a master in this area.

So as soon as the other party opened his mouth, everyone became furious instantly.

At this time, a ray of light appeared above everyone's heads...

……

"It's so hot, aren't these ghosts afraid of the heat?" Wang Mazi looked at the top of his head.

Although the top of his head was dark, he felt very hot for no reason. With his physique, he could already ignore the cold and heat. Not to mention, in terms of physique, he was not as good as his Zhao Ke and Camille.

Zhao Ke wiped the sweat off his forehead with his palm, and suddenly felt that his choice of becoming a monk was correct, at least he had no hair, and he was much cooler than Wang Mazi.

"Be patient, the bell sounded just now seems to be telling the time. At three quarters in the afternoon, it is the time when the sun is at its most poisonous. There is no sun here, but the owner of the ghost town should have done this on purpose."

After hearing Zhao Ke's words, Camille couldn't help asking curiously: "How do you know?"

"Guess!"

Zhao Ke rubbed his shoulders, glanced at Camille from the corner of his eye like lightning, and couldn't help laughing secretly, feeling that the hot spot was actually quite good.

"Since it is already [-]:[-] noon, why don't there seem to be many people here?"

Camille looked around.