Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Looking at the messy crowd, Wang Mazi suddenly thought of something, turned his head and whispered in Zhao Ke's ear, "Hey, I said these guys suddenly appeared here, it can't be..."

Zhao Ke was actually thinking about the question Wang Mazi mentioned.

The death of so many postmen is not normal in itself.

And the souls of these postmen are all appearing in this place.

This is absolutely impossible by chance.

"Look!"

Zhao Ke's answer was very simple. He suddenly felt that the recruitment of a son-in-law by the palace was not a coincidence. Perhaps it was related to these dead postmen.

"Damn it, if I knew I wouldn't follow that bastard Qi Liang, I wanted to follow him to get some soup, but now it's all right, even my life is on the line."

At this time, Zhao Ke's ears moved, although the other party's voice was not loud.

In such a messy environment again.

But the word Qi Liang made Zhao Ke extremely sensitive.

Following the sound of complaints, he saw a short man squatting in the corner, with a fat body and two sparse mustaches on his face, he was simply a copy of the dwarf tiger in the old version of Outlaws of the Marsh.

Seeing this guy lowering his head and muttering in a low voice, Zhao Ke's heart moved, he stepped forward and asked, "You said Qi Liang just now, is that the big brother who took the lead? Is he with you?"

"Hehe, to save face, call him the leading brother, and if you don't give him face, call him the foolish brother, why do you know each other well?"

Dwarf Tiger raised his head, looked Zhao Ke up and down with a smile on his face,

"Well, this guy owes me a lot of money."

After hearing Zhao Ke's words, Dwarf Tiger laughed instead, because the old Jianghu couldn't understand what Zhao Ke said.

"Hey, then you have something to wait for." After finishing speaking, Dwarf Tiger put his hands in his arms and ignored Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke didn't ask any more questions, but looked at the dwarf tiger from head to toe.

Glancing at Camille from the corner of her eye, seeing that Camille seemed to be blinded by the situation in front of her, she was worried that the situation would change, so she pulled Jiayu to hide behind.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke turned around and stood on the other side of the dwarf tiger, squatting on the ground just like the dwarf tiger.

But the difference is that Zhao Ke quietly took out his big cigarette stick.

The shredded tobacco that has been kneaded into a ball is placed under the tobacco pot and covered with shredded tobacco. The experienced technique is enough to prove that Zhao Ke has enough qualifications in smoking cigarettes, just like a big tobacco stick.

"Zizi..."

The aroma from the carbonization of the tobacco leaves begins to permeate.

The short-legged tiger who just ignored Zhao Ke just now sniffed the scent, couldn't help squinting his eyes, and involuntarily took a deep breath.

"hiss……"

Accompanied by the green smoke like nose, it seems that the whole world has become alive again.

"Whoo~"

A wisp of green smoke gushed out from Zhao Ke's mouth and nose, and the smell of smoke permeated the surroundings for a long time.

The smoke of the tobacco rod is different from that of the cigarette. The cigarette has to go through the lungs, but the smoke of the tobacco rod is not too fat. To be precise, it is a special enjoyment when the smell of the smoke evaporates in the air after spit out.

In the rich smoke, there is a citrus-like spicy aroma.

"Fizz!"

The dwarf tiger on the side closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and became refreshed.

"You just said, I have something to wait for, what do you mean?"

Zhao Ke squatted aside, enjoying the unique pungent taste in his mouth, half-closed his eyes, and continued to ask.

Dwarf Tiger closed his eyes, and his whole body relaxed. After hearing Zhao Ke's question, he didn't hide anything, and simply told Zhao Ke what happened to them.

The relationship between men, sometimes, is so delicate.

A puff of cigarettes and a puff of wine can create a tacit understanding that resonates with each other.

And this kind of tacit understanding, for the two addicts, is undoubtedly more cordial.

At this point, women have no way to understand.

Because they need a good girlfriend who can set off their charm, take pictures to set off their thin face, and set off their happiness. If they can't set off, then they are not a qualified good girlfriend.

"Ancient tomb!"

Zhao Ke smoked the cigarette stick in his hand, pondering the smell in his heart, he didn't expect Qi Liang to be so close to him.

It is even very possible that the two are currently in the same position.

It's just that one is in the sun and the other is in the netherworld.

"And that fat man, he was too arrogant in the Hounds before, but now he's like a dog, damn it, he wouldn't be able to listen to him, this time it's in his hands."

The dwarf tiger was talking, stretched out his arms, and stretched his muscles and bones, obviously addicted to smoking.

"he!"

This surprised Zhao Ke, his brows raised slightly, and he saw Zhao Ke's frowning brows gradually loosened, and there was a sparkle in his eyes. In an instant, a bright smile rose on his cheeks: "It's a little bit mean!"

Chapter 883

"What's interesting?" Although the dwarf tiger is now an ordinary ghost.

But the ears are very good. After taking two puffs of cigarettes, the whole spirit becomes active instantly.

Zhao Ke smiled mysteriously, without saying a word, put away the cigarette rod in his hand, stood up and walked to Wang Mazi's side.

"Don't say I'm not mean enough, I'll go with you."

Wang Mazi was taken aback, and pointed at the top of Zhao Ke's head: "Aren't you a monk?"

"Anyway, I don't have ring scars, so I'm born bald."

"Eh..."

As soon as Zhao Ke said it, Wang Mazi thought about it again, and it seemed to be the same reason.

Whoever said that a bald head must be a monk is just their preconceived notion.