Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"Better than me?" Heipang asked with his mouth curled.

Qi Liang turned his head and said to Heipang: "He saved my life more than once. I don't know how he is now. If I see him next time, I will..."

In the middle of Qi Liang's words, Zhao Ke's cold and domineering eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but stop talking, so he couldn't say anything.

"Hmph, I can see that there are no bad people in your eyes, come on, you are a living Bodhisattva, everyone is a Bodhisattva, but if you meet the bastard I mentioned in the future, you must stay away." Let's go, that guy has black hands."

Hei Pang and Qi Liang chatted one after another, and when it came to Wang Gouzi, Hei Pang got excited, and after thinking about it for a while, he said to Qi Liang: "Actually, this Wang Gouzi is not bad, but The style of acting is too extreme, this kind of person will suffer a lot in this regard sooner or later."

After Heipang finished speaking, he looked back at the time, and it was already 1 o'clock in the morning.

Seeing this, Heipang not only didn't feel drowsy anymore, but he shook his spirits, carefully pushed the door open a crack, glanced outside, and those small eyes rolled around cunningly.

"Fat brother, what are you looking at?"

"Shh!"

Hei Pang pressed his fingers to his lips, made a silent gesture, and whispered to Qi Liang: "My Weibo is going viral these days, many people want to taste the taste of bean paste, and someone actually I suspect that I am talking nonsense, I plan to go to the kitchen to borrow some bean paste later."

"You want to steal... woo woo." Before Qi Liang finished speaking, Heipang covered his mouth.

Hei Pang said: "Go, go, steal, steal, I'm borrowing, and I'll give the money."

In fact, Hei Pang suggested to Baowu before that he should open a shop to sell it. When the time comes, he will recommend it on Weibo. It will definitely be a big deal.

But this proposal was rejected by Baowu. There was no reason, except that he would not sell it externally, which aroused Hei Pang's interest.

Seeing that the person is already asleep, Hei Pang looked at the dark kitchen below, and suddenly became thoughtful.

"Do you want to come together?"

Qi Liang was a little embarrassed, and shook his head: "It's better not to, it's not good to do so."

"What's good? We're borrowing, not stealing. Look, I've prepared this stack of cash. Let's go, and treat it as a favor for my brother."

"Can……"

In the end, Qi Liang couldn't get rid of Hei Pang, so he could only bite the bullet and tiptoe into the kitchen from upstairs with Hei Pang.

The kitchen in the farmhouse is different from the one in the city. It is usually a room, which is very spacious. There are two stoves standing in the dark kitchen.

Some well-arranged vegetables, and a large vat of pickles.

"Search separately, don't make a sound when you find it, just take a picture of me."

After Hei Pang finished speaking, he separated from Qi Liang on the left and the right to explore in the kitchen. In fact, although the kitchen is large, it is easier to find things than those kitchens in the city.

Because there are no messy invisible cabinets, vegetables, pots and pans are all placed on the side table.

At this time, Hei Pang looked at the three pickle jars in front of him, waved to Qi Liang, and said, "Here."

When Qi Liang saw the three jars of pickled vegetables in front of him, his heart immediately became terrified, his stomach couldn't help churning, and he almost spat it out with his mouth open.

I remember the first time I saw Li Hongbing being pickled in a pickle vat in the horror space for the first time. From then on, whenever I saw the pickle vat, Qi Liang couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

I always feel salty in my mouth, and I think of the meat that I ate with pickles that night, and the more I think about it, the more disgusting I feel.

"Why are you standing there, help?"

Because the environment was dark, Hei Pang didn't notice Qi Liang's pale face. Seeing that Qi Liang was not moving, Hei Pang could only open the pickle jar by himself.

"Om..."

I saw the pickle jar was slowly opened a crack, and Hei Pang squinted his eyes to look inside. It was dark inside and had a sour smell. People in Eastern Guizhou liked to eat sour, so most of the pickle jars There are things like sour red soup that are pickled.

After taking a look, Heipang shook his head, closed the lid again, walked to the second vat, opened it, and saw that the vat was full of pickled vegetables.

Seeing this, Heipang smashed his mouth, turned his head and said to Qi Liang: "Hey, these pickles are good, let Baowu take them out tomorrow, and eat them with fried meat."

"No, Fat Brother, let's do this..."

Qi Liang didn't continue talking, only heard a buzzing sound from the door outside, and the sound made Hei Pang and Qi Liang froze there.

A figure came out from the main room, causing Qi Liang's heart to rise to his throat in an instant.

The figure walked towards the kitchen and stretched out his hand.

"Om..."

The door was opened halfway, and a figure who seemed to be Wu Bao could be seen. Seeing this, Qi Liang's face turned pale, and his heart was about to jump out of his mouth.

"Ok!"

At this time Wu Bao suddenly turned his head, and closed the kitchen door casually, only hearing the sound of "click, click", as if the kitchen door had been locked.

"call……"

Although they were locked in the kitchen, Qi Liang and Hei Pang breathed a sigh of relief, and would climb out of the window later.

Hei Pang patted his chest and said, "Damn it, I was taken aback. It seems that in the future, it's better not to do such bad things."

"Brother Fat, why don't we go, I always feel a little hairy in my heart."

Qi Liang's face turned red, he didn't know if he was too nervous, or he was a little embarrassed. He had never been a thief since he was a child, and he regretted it even more. Sweat started to break out on his forehead.

"We're not stealing, we're borrowing, borrowing, do you understand?"

Heipang put the stack of big banknotes in his hand on the table, and comforted Qi Liang.

In fact, it was the first time for him to do this, but he was too curious to know how these bean pastes were made.

As a gourmet hunter, Heipang feels that it is necessary for him to figure out this matter, so as to benefit his fans.

After Hei Pang comforted Qi Liang, he stretched out his hand and opened the lid of the pickle vat in front of him. As soon as the lid was opened, a strong salty aroma gushed out from the vat.

"At this!"

Smelling the smell of salty fragrance, his black and fat eyes lit up immediately, his face crawled on the side of the vat, and he looked inside, only to see the same pair of eyes in the dark vegetable vat, staring at him coldly!

Chapter 129 Forgive Your Life

"Boom!"

Heipang was stunned for a moment, then quickly closed the lid, sat by the jar and shook his head, rubbing his eyes with his hand, "Could it be a mistake?"

Immediately, Heipang carefully untied the jar, and saw that there was nothing in the dark jar in front of him. Seeing this, Heipang felt relieved, thinking that he had misread it. What about the big eyeballs?

Lifted the lid of the altar a crack, stretched his head to look in, the inside was so dark that he couldn't see what it was, Hei Pang thought: "It's strange, why can't you see anything?"