Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

If the parrot yelled this sentence, Zhao Ke might not be surprised.

But this sentence was actually shouted from a pigeon, which shocked Zhao Ke. This is not a space of terror. Can a pigeon speak? ?

But if you listen carefully to the sound, it sounds familiar. The sound does not come from the pigeon's mouth, but the sound from the pigeon's mouth.

Seeing this, the golden pupil of Zhao Ke's left eye flashed, activating his insight ability.

For a moment, the golden pupils flickered with a strong light, and then there was a fox's face on the pigeon's belly.

"It's you!"

Only one day later, the lost soul orb landed in his hand again after turning around, Zhao Ke looked at her carefully.

Both angry and funny.

"Since you have already run away, why did you follow me again?"

"I don't have the inner alchemy, so I won't survive for long. As long as you return the inner alchemy to me, I am willing to make a covenant with you."

When she got to this point, she was at a loss. This pigeon was more greedy and swallowed the soul orb that sealed it, allowing her to occupy the body of the pigeon.

But after this battle, his vitality was severely damaged, and more than half of the yin energy hoarded in the fox fur was scattered because of the enshrining of the horse disciples.

If she didn't find the inner alchemy, what was waiting for her would be her soul flying away, so she took the risk to follow Zhao Ke here, but she never expected that Zhao Ke would find out so quickly.

"late!"

Not only did the fox's words not make Zhao Ke look happy, but a cold frost hung on Zhao Ke's face, and Zhao Ke's eyes were dark and frightening.

It's not that the opportunity has never been given, Zhao Ke didn't think about it at the beginning, after all, he needs a good companion to assist him in many aspects.

Rem?

That's right, there is no need to doubt Rem's loyalty, because she is also a part of himself, but Zhao Ke doesn't trust her in his heart, not Rem himself, but those seven guys.

The biggest headache for Zhao Ke so far is why these seven guys created Rem at all costs.

As for what the psychiatrist Wang Na said about them dying, in Zhao Ke's eyes, it was pure bullshit.

Anyway, it is also the sub-personality that I have been with myself for more than 20 years. I am dying, and I will give my last words to the doctor of the spiritual soldier to state.

It's like a person's father pushes his children away before he dies, and pulls the uncle Wang who is opposite him, and expresses his last wish. It is clear that there is adultery...

But this fox doesn't know what's good or bad, how desperate he has become, and dares to make his own plans.

Now begging for mercy, how could Zhao Ke believe her.

Zhao Ke found a rope from the stamp album, trapped the pigeon's wings and feet together, threw it aside, and prepared his tent for camping first.

The tent exchanged from the stamp album cost 1 point of postage.

But you get what you pay for, and when you pull the air valve of the tent, you can see the tent stands up quickly, occupying more than half of the raised stone steps of the cliff.

All Zhao Ke has to do is to fix the four corners of the tent, which is simple and trouble-free. If those donkeys who like to go outing see this, they must be envious to death.

Not to mention, there are inflatable sofas and soft beds inside, as well as electric heating, etc. Generally speaking, Zhao Ke is still very satisfied.

This raised cliff faces just east, and the sun is very warm every day, and there is enough light to maintain the consumption of the tent.

Although there is an induction cooker, Zhao Ke does not plan to use it. Instead, he prefers to use charcoal to roast slowly, so as to release the aroma of the meat bit by bit.

After three or two strokes, Zhao Ke set up the firewood pile, put the pot on it, and wanted to boil a pot of clean water, but when Zhao Ke took out the water container from the stamp album.

Only then did I realize that what was poured inside was not water, but pure stone milk Yinjing, which should be the same as water, but very viscous, I don't know what effect it will have when boiled.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke simply poured the stone milk into the pot, and then grabbed the pigeon. In order to keep the taste of the pigeon, Zhao Ke first found a basin of cold water, grabbed the pigeon's head and pressed it directly into the basin.

You must know that pigeon blood is a great tonic. If you directly bleed it, it will be wasted.

So you need to suffocate directly while you are alive.

"Quack quack..."

Seeing the wings beating constantly, Zhao Ke could see the belly of the pigeon, and the fox face was constantly twisting and struggling.

"It seems that you can also feel the pain after being possessed. So, other ghosts are also like this?"

Zhao Ke looked at the distorted face, but wrote down all these. After all, in the horror space, you can meet everything, and if you know more things, you won't be afraid that they won't be useful.

Seeing that the pigeon was not moving at all, Zhao Ke casually threw the pigeon aside, waiting for the body to cool down and the blood in it to coagulate before continuing.

Boil a pot of hot water on the induction cooker, Zhao Ke saw that the pigeon was almost ready, lifted it up, grabbed the neck with one hand, and began pouring boiling water on the pigeon one spoon at a time.

Every time a spoonful of water is poured, the pigeon's belly keeps protruding. Obviously, the fox can also feel the same feeling, and the fur will be cleaned up.

Zhao Ke picked up the knife, and the sharp blade was like a life-giving elf in Zhao Ke's hand, and the blade began to cut along the pigeon's wings.

Avoiding the bones, he gently removed the fascia, the technique was fast and accurate, before he could see what was going on, Zhao Ke picked up the bones and the bones were picked out by Zhao Ke.

Gently close the skin and flesh, except that the pigeon can be seen to be a little soft, but the knife marks cannot be seen.

This kind of knife skills is probably enough to make those so-called Michelin chefs feel ashamed.

Zhao Ke fixed his eyes on the pigeon's belly after dealing with the bones in other places: "I will give you one last chance, if a word touches me, I will give you a happy ending."

After being tortured to such an extent, an ordinary person would immediately say, begging for death. If that was the case, Zhao Ke could torture him to the point where life would be worse than death.

If you say a good word, Zhao Ke will be in a better mood, and maybe he will send her to see the King of Hades with a knife.

"I would like to dedicate my soul to you, and I would like to recognize you as Lord and be a slave forever from now on."

Obviously the fox doesn't want to die yet. At this level, all he wants is to live, and he would rather sell his soul to live.

"Save one soul and recognize me as Lord."

Zhao Ke squinted his eyes, and saw the small blade, inadvertently, circling rapidly between the five fingers of Zhao Ke's hand, the speed was not fast, but the constantly changing flower shape of the blade was dazzling.

"Yes, I give my soul to you, I just ask you to stay with me and not die, I can tell you everything I know, Changbai Mountain, there are many secrets, and the secrets of my Fox family, I can tell you."

Having reached this level, there is no need for her to hide Zhao Ke, and she has confessed a lot of secrets.

At this moment, Zhao Ke frowned and said, "That's not right!"

"What? What's wrong?"

Hearing Zhao Ke's doubts, the fox quickly began to think, for fear that what he said was wrong.

"Oh, I mean, the time is wrong."