Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

It's shameless and stupid.

Even if that wasn't my intention.

But what Zhao Ke couldn't deny was that he was indeed doing this.

This is also the root of my own schizophrenia.

Now, I really let go and understood, and the pressure on Zhao Ke's body disappeared in an instant.

The old man's wish was fulfilled, and the three brothers and sisters were able to settle their suspicions.

A series of problems were easily solved.

It's hard for Zhao Ke not to relax, but what he thinks about now is how to move forward.

E.g……

Zhao Ke couldn't help looking at Ji Wusui who was sitting beside him holding a magazine and reading with gusto, his eyes could not help but narrow into a slit.

"You're going to enter the ghost market tomorrow. Are you sure you won't take over as the master of the ghost market? This is really a great opportunity."

Wang Mazi tried to persuade him.

Granny Hong's abdication is a foregone conclusion, and there is no one more suitable than Zhao Ke who can take over.

Although it's a bit like inheriting his father's career.

But from Wang Mazi's point of view, this is a good choice.

"do not want!"

Zhao Ke refused very decisively, reached out and grabbed Ji Wusui's soft and boneless palm, put it in the palm and wiped it gently.

"If it's possible, I think the current state is pretty good. The big deal is to find a place to hide with my wife and live happily for the rest of my life."

Faced with such an unambitious answer from Zhao Ke.

Wang Mazi completely gave up on persuasion.

Walking back to the room with a depressed face, he saw the extremely ugly face of the big head staring at himself with a bit of ridicule.

He took a pen on the paper beside him, quickly wrote a line of words, and pushed it in front of Wang Mazi.

When Wang Mazi looked at it, he saw a line of scrawled handwriting on the paper: "Don't worry, I know Granny Hong very well, this kid won't be able to escape."

The big head smiled mysteriously, crumpled up the paper and threw it into the wastebasket.

As the richest man in the ghost city.

He knew a lot more about Granny Hong, an emperor-like master, than Zhao Ke, a cheap apprentice.

Ghostly methods, iron-blooded and ruthless wrists.

Granny Hong has been able to rule the ghost market for so long as a woman, and no one has dared to disobey her, not only because of her strong strength.

If Granny Hong asks Zhao Ke to be her successor, she will never be allowed to refuse.

Wang Mazi nodded, looked back at Zhao Ke, gritted his teeth, took the paper over, and wrote on it: "No bet, I bet this kid will refuse."

The big head's eyes lit up, this is a very interesting notice.

"Bet!" Da Tou wrote quickly.

Wang Mazi scratched his head: "Whoever loses will be the opponent's thug three times."

The big head shook his head in dissatisfaction, not interested in the bet, and rewritten: "Whoever loses will run around naked in the ghost market, no pretense is allowed."

Wang Mazi thought about it, anyway, their faces have been exposed in the mysterious place, so it doesn't matter to worry about it anymore.

Besides, Zhao Ke really became the master of the ghost market, whoever dares to attract their attention will lose if they lose.

Thinking of this, Wang Mazi became bolder and added: "While running, shouting to Lu Hao that I love you!"

"make a deal!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, crumpled the paper into pieces and threw it into the trash can.

Zhao Ke didn't realize that the two of them were making a bet.

Wait until the early morning of the next day.

The old man Yin Yang came.

Riding a donkey into the villa, under the unpredictable space ability, the person who was monitoring Zhao Ke by He Quanshun didn't notice it at all.

"Let's go, your mistress has prepared a big gift for you."

The old man Yin Yang looked at Zhao Ke, and there was a little sense of expectation in his cloudy eyes.

This made Zhao Ke suddenly feel uneasy.

"Let's go!"

Ji Wusui seemed to have sensed something, and hooked his hand on Zhao Ke's arm.

It seems to be telling Zhao Ke in a silent language that behind him there is a wife who is not inferior to time.

If he is unwilling to do something, even Granny Hong, the mistress, cannot force him.

This can't help but make Zhao Ke feel a warm feeling in his heart.

Nodding his head, he took Wang Mazi and Datou and was sent to the Yin Yang Inn.

After entering the inn, the bright red coffin was sent to Ji Wusui by the old man Yin Yang.

This coffin has the power to tear apart space.

But it wasn't that powerful. Ji Wusui used this coffin to forcefully crash into the mysterious place, which caused a lot of wear and tear on it.

However, these wear and tear have been restored and repaired in the hands of the old man Yin Yang.

The scarlet red coffin is as bright as new.

Zhao Ke couldn't put it down, he hadn't slept in a coffin for a long time, even though his obsession had been let go, Zhao Ke still liked the feeling of someone's coffin.

Ji Wusui thanked the old man Yin-Yang again, and the old man Yin-Yang waved his hand and patted the ass of the donkey that sat down.

After the donkey took two steps forward, the group of people disappeared into He Quanshun's mansion.