Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Because it has no teeth, nor does it have a thick tongue like Tun.

A plausible mouth just wrapped around Zhao Ke's arm, as if he wanted Zhao Ke to go with it.

"Can you take me out?"

Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, and his heart suddenly became excited.

He probably already understood that that sloppy Taoist sealed his consciousness deep in his subconscious.

Zhao Ke is very clear about how vast and boundless a person's subconscious is.

He was able to open a skylight with the one-eye on his chest, but he was trapped in this sealed room after all.

Unless you can give yourself a ladder and let yourself climb out along the skylight.

This special guy appeared in front of him.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but see the dawn of hope.

It's just that it can't speak, and the only thing it can shout is Rem's name.

"Rem! Rem!"

The urging voice was urging Zhao Ke to follow it.

Zhao Ke can't get out now, so he can only follow the meat ball to the depths.

Strange to say, the place where the meat ball walked.

The lakes and vegetation in front of me gradually began to blur, and finally broke apart bit by bit.

This can't help but make the hope in Zhao Ke's heart more and more intense.

A dilapidated ruin gradually became clear in front of Zhao Ke.

However, Zhao Ke couldn't help but pause, his eyes turned icy for a moment, as sharp as an unsheathed knife.

"Why did you bring me here?"

A dilapidated orphanage.

The origin of all nightmares.

It is the demonic disease in Zhao Ke's heart.

In the past, this orphanage often appeared in his dreams.

Every time it appears, it will make him feel unspeakably uncomfortable, whether it is killing people or cooking.

These are the only actions that Zhao Ke can vent his mad anger.

I can't imagine, every day in the past, I often wandered outside the decayed gate of this orphanage in my dreams.

There are my enemies inside, and my dearest and favorite relatives are also buried inside.

What was buried with him was the little bit of conscience and kindness in his heart.

Zhao Ke couldn't think of anything better than these, because she liked herself like this.

The palm of his hand lightly stroked the rusty door.

On the rough door frame, there is a rough texture.

It's just that this was not enough to confuse the clarity in Zhao Ke's eyes, on the contrary, it made Zhao Ke feel an evil fire in his heart.

"Why did you bring me here!"

Zhao Ke repeated the last sentence.

His eyes were fixed on the golden meat ball in front of him, afraid that the meat ball would disappear if he blinked.

Pushing myself back into this damn hell again.

"Rem..."

It seems to be aware of Zhao Ke's anger.

The chubby meat ball made a very low voice, like a child who did something wrong but didn't know what he did wrong, with grievances and choked up in timidity.

"say!"

The anger in his chest was like a burning volcano, which made Zhao Ke's eyes look ferocious.

Filled with rage, he slammed his fist heavily on the iron gate beside him.

"Boom buzz..."

Immediately, the iron gate buzzed, and the piercing sound echoed in this dilapidated orphanage. Zhao Ke even seemed to have heard those guys who were burned to death by him surrounded his ears with cheerful and mocking laughter .

Just when Zhao Ke almost lost his mind.

A cold palm was gently stuffed into Zhao Ke's palm, and he held his palm tightly...

"You're back!"

Chapter 990

"You're back!"

The light words made the distorted anger on Zhao Ke's face cool down quickly, like being sprinkled with a basin of cold water.

He didn't look back quickly.

Because of this kind of picture, he did not know how many times it happened in his dreams.

Every time I look back, what is waiting for me is a darkness that swallows my body and mind.

Looking back, what I saw was either the faces that were burned to death by myself in the sea of ​​fire, or the cynicism of seven different personalities.

This is also the reason why Zhao Ke suffered from severe insomnia before.

Until I met Wang Na, a psychiatrist.

It is recommended that you try to sleep in a coffin, and this symptom is gradually relieved.

It's just that this time is different from the dream, in addition to the golden ball in front of him, there is an extra thin palm in his hand.

The ice-cold palm could not feel any residual warmth.