Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Staring at Zhao Ke, he said: "You and I both know that if it spreads on a large scale, once it causes trouble, you may not have good results at that time!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ke frowned, looked Qi Liang up and down, and there was a flash of appreciation in his eyes, "Smart guy!"

I saw Zhao Ke fumbled in his pocket for a while, actually took out a small paper bag from the stamp album and put it on the table of the gazebo.

Hei Pang and Qi Liang were sized up, and he grinned: "This is the antidote for Gu worms, believe it or not, but the medicine is only enough for one person, after eating it, it can kill the Gu worms in your stomach."

This package of medicine was found by Zhao Ke after catching the old woman and Wu Bao's wife. As for the authenticity, Zhao Ke did not know.

Because after the postal album was converted, the remark was Gu-killing powder and formula materials, but Zhao Ke didn't know if it was the Gu they were in.

"What do you mean?"

Hei Pang's expression darkened, and he only gave one pack of the antidote, which was obviously a trick by Ke Zhao.

"Of course it's a good intention, but since you don't need it..."

Zhao Ke said that he was about to put away the medicine, when Qi Liang quickly shouted: "No, we want it!"

"Hmph. Divide up slowly, goodbye."

Zhao Ke curled his lips, stepped back from the gazebo step by step, and disappeared into the shadow step by step.

Zhao Ke's figure was not far away when a crow landed on Zhao Ke's shoulder. With a gesture of Zhao Ke's finger, Rem's soul emerged from the crow's body.

She has always been a part of Zhao Ke, and she can feel that Zhao Ke is not in a good mood at this time, and can even be described as bad.

"envy!"

Zhao Ke took a deep breath, looked back at the viewing platform, and recalled what Heipang said just now when he stood in front of Qi Liang.

Zhao Ke admitted that he was really jealous. Even if Qi Liang experienced the horror space a few more times, his strength might not be able to compete with him.

But anyone would feel a headache about this guy's so-called bottom line, but at the same time long to be friends with such a person, at least in the cold and ruthless space of terror, a teammate who can give his back to the other party, and Not much to see.

"Brother, shall we go?" Rem asked cautiously.

I saw Zhao Ke put his hand on his forehead, urged the source of the hand, and saw a black ball of light being pulled out from his forehead.

As his jealousy was withdrawn, Zhao Ke's eyes gradually became dark, and there was a smoldering look in his dark eyes, and he said coldly: "No! I still owe the Butcher's Box a large sum of debts and haven't paid it back. .”

"Buzz..."

On the rugged mountain road, there was a roar of motorcycles, and three motorcycles quickly passed through the mountain road. Although it was raining, the speed was not too slow.

Eldest brother was in a pretty good mood, but felt sorry for Qi Liang, originally he thought the young man was a good person, he could worship him in his name and pass on his unique skill of cymbals to him.

It's just that I didn't expect that the last thing was willing to do.

Qi Liang's injury made it difficult to move, and Hei Pang stayed on the mountain to take care of him. They left a motorcycle for Hei Pang, and when the ambulance arrived, they escorted Qi Liang to the hospital.

As for the antidote, it depends on how the two of them divide it.

Just when the elder brother was thinking about something, he suddenly felt a cold in his throat, and then a headless motorcycle appeared in his field of vision.

"No, more than one car!"

Watching the motorcycle hit the stone, the elder brother saw a blood-stained silk thread hanging on the driveway, but before he could figure out what happened, his eyes suddenly went dark.

Chapter 146 May Hate Bless You

"Boom..."

There was a rumbling sound of thunder, and a ray of thunder split the sky into two, illuminating the night into day in an instant.

The heavy rain splashed on Zhao Ke's face, and the icy torrential rain hit Zhao Ke's face. Zhao Ke didn't feel cold, on the contrary, he enjoyed the feeling of walking in the rainstorm.

Playing with the Buddha beads with one hand, he let the rain splash on his face. Looking at the mountains and forests twisting in the wind, and the sky roaring with thunder, Zhao Ke felt relieved.

The jealousy that was taken away does not mean that Zhao Ke's mood will improve, but without the influence of emotions, Zhao Ke can think more calmly.

"Brother, you are worried about him, won't you take the antidote?"

Rem asked carefully, for fear of irritating Zhao Ke again.

"If you like to eat, you won't die anyway." Zhao Ke snorted coldly.

He could see that even if he didn't take the antidote, Qi Liang's physical condition would be able to resist for a long time, and there were ways in the horror space to help him get rid of these bugs. If Qi Liang didn't even have this way, Might as well be dead.

Zhao Ke admitted that he really hated him. This guy seemed to be carved out of the same mold as his sister, but the same, not the appearance and gender.

It's their personalities, they are all the same naive, stupid, stubborn, uncompromising idiots.

Zhao Ke remembered that he went to persuade her more than once not to give food to other bastards.

Zhao Ke couldn't remember how many times they had quarreled over this matter.

But after the quarrel, she would still quietly distribute some food, just like she used her own body temperature to save herself from death in that mud pit.

What do you get in exchange for charity again and again?

Zhao Ke couldn't help taking a deep breath. In his mind, black and white memories, the door was slowly pushed open, the dilapidated floor of the room was stained red with blood, and the cold corpse was hanging in the air, gloomy and lifeless Eyes, silently staring at himself.

"what!"

Zhao Ke shuddered all over his body, his mind struggled out of the quagmire of memory, and he opened his mouth to take a breath of cold air laced with rain.

His eyes gradually cleared up. Every time he thought of this memory, Zhao Ke's body trembled involuntarily.

Once again, he used the camera source hand to pull out the clarity of fear in his mind, and threw it away, but Zhao Ke knew it in his heart.

No matter how many times I draw, as long as I think about it again, the fear in my heart will still emerge again.

As for why he made things difficult for him, Zhao Ke couldn't be so specific, maybe... it was jealousy, or maybe he just thought that a bum like him would not live long.

Zhao Ke himself did not believe such an explanation.

It's just that he didn't want to admit that he felt guilt and remorse for the other person out of his heart, because the two were too similar, so he unconsciously transferred this emotion to Qi Liang.

Shaking his head, he shook off all these problems, and only hoped that he would not encounter this incomprehensible elm head in the future, whether it was reality or the horror space.

Zhao Ke walked very slowly. He remembered that he once saw a farm farm on the top of a hill next to Qianmiao Village, where many cattle were raised.

That is the purpose of Zhao Ke. The muscles of the human body are too soft, and there are not many bones and water. In fact, there are not many corpses in the butcher's box. It will not feel anything.

Besides, I couldn't conjure up a bunch of corpses for him out of thin air, so Zhao Ke thought of the free-range cattle in this farm.

Whether it is density or weight, beef is the best choice for the butcher's box.