Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The tears had been wiped off her face, but the red and swollen eye sockets showed that she had been crying for a long time, but she restrained her emotions at this moment.

After walking out of the cave, his eyes swept across Song Heng and Luo Qing.

His eyes finally locked on Song Heng's cheek.

It snowed heavily that year, and the little guy's hands were already red with cold, and he was still standing under the building to practice frying sand.

In a blink of an eye, the child has grown into an adult.

After looking at Song Heng for a long time, she finally turned around and left without looking back. She knew that this was the best choice.

Recognizing each other will only bring him more tragedies. I am the source of the tragedies. Leaving him and them is the most correct choice.

Seeing Granny Hong approaching, Zhao Ke couldn't help but stepped forward: "Old man... Forget it, I'll go and see him."

Zhao Ke originally wanted to ask if the old man had any other wishes in the end, but when he thought about it, he felt stupid, so he simply wanted to go into the cave to see the old man, even if it was a kowtow, it was the last wish of his unfilial disciple .

However, Granny Hong grabbed Zhao Ke's arm and said, "There's no need to go, your master is not dead yet, I have temporarily locked him up, and he is still in my stamp album."

Worried that Ke Zhao would not believe it, Granny Hong called out the stamp album and set a page as an exhibition, making Ke Zhao read it carefully.

Sure enough, Zhao Ke stared, and before he could speak, he saw Granny Hong quickly put away the stamp album.

"Ten days later, when you come to the ghost market, I have something to tell you."

After finishing speaking, Granny Hong turned around and left, her figure quickly disappeared in front of Zhao Ke, without giving him a chance to judge and refuse at all.

By the time Zhao Ke came to his senses, Granny Hong had long since disappeared.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help stomping his feet and cursing at Granny Hong who disappeared into the wind and snow: "Fuck, you're threatening!"

That's right, it's definitely a threat.

Otherwise, why would she be like this, leaving in a hurry, without even giving herself a chance to say goodbye, and leaving with the old man's body.

He also deliberately let himself take a look at the old man's sealed body.

That's not what blackmail is.

Although Zhao Ke didn't know why Granny Hong would do this, the question is...how the hell did I get into the ghost market?I'm not a postman!

Zhao Ke angrily kicked away the stone in front of him.

Hearing the old man Yin Yang driving the donkey forward behind him, he glanced at Ji Wusui from the corner of his eye.

"Your coffin is about to break, let me repair it for you first." After speaking, he looked at Zhao Ke again: "I will pick you up in ten days, and Grandma Hong has already paid all the road expenses for you."

Zhao Ke rolled his eyes: "You already knew?"

It's definitely a conspiracy, I haven't seen Granny Hong and the old man Yin Yang say a few words, everything is arranged here, it's not a conspiracy.

The old man Yin Yang didn't answer Zhao Ke's question, because the question was too sharp, and he shouldn't be the one to answer it.

"Thank you." Ji Wusui said and handed the two crystal gems to the old man Yin Yang.

There are two gemstones, each about the size of a palm. If you look closely, you will find that there is a wisp of blue smoke as small as a hair inside the gemstones.

This is what Ji Wusui promised earlier, to give the old man Yin-Yang two unique time, as for how to use it, it is up to the old man Yin-Yang himself.

Seeing this, the Yin-Yang old man put it away carefully, his face couldn't hide his excitement, he nodded to Ji Wusui and was ready to leave.

Looking at the back of the yin and yang old man walking further and further away.

Zhao Ke scratched his head, and suddenly slapped his forehead: "Oh, you sent us down the mountain!"

Chapter 1006

"Huhuhu..."

The blizzard whizzed along with the strong wind, and the dense ice flakes slapped people's cheeks.

In previous winters, although the snow was thick, it was far less cold than this year.

In the heavy snow, I saw a group of horses forming a circle, an adult and a child, like a father and son.

One person was holding on to the rein, while the other was pushing hard from behind.

It's just that the snow is getting bigger and bigger.

It has been submerged to the knees, but there is still a long way to go home.

"Reheman, don't worry about that horse, let's go!"

Kurban looked back and saw his son, who was pulling a filly that could no longer walk, and shouted anxiously.

This snow was too sudden.

Just one day before, hailstorms had fallen suddenly and destroyed the stables.

After the horses were frightened, they rushed out crazily. The father and son chased them for a whole day before chasing them back.

It's just that at this time it suddenly snowed so much.

Kurban knew that if he couldn't go back before it was completely dark.

Both father and son may die here.

Just don't know why, these horses suddenly stopped walking.

Even though the father and son kept tugging, these horses were walking slower and slower, and at this moment they simply stopped here, motionless.

Kurban was already desperate, he just hoped to take the pregnant mare back.

"O Great Allah, help us."

Kurban prayed silently in his heart, whether he believed it or not, this was the last way he could think of.

As if his son Reheman didn't hear his father's words, he pulled the little wooden horse as tall as him hard, his chubby little face turned red from the cold.

I tried to pull with all my strength, but the filly didn't move.

Just as tears were streaming from Reheman's anxious eyes, suddenly a clear voice of inquiry came from his ear.

"It's so dark, is it called Xiao Hei?"

Reheman was taken aback, the girl's voice was very strange to him, but he was sure it was the best voice he had ever heard.

It's just... Reheman couldn't help but think of his grandfather telling himself that there were many monsters and ghosts on the grassland, and the fat on his little face suddenly trembled.