Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

He has been to the city of death before, and it won't take too long to walk up from here.

"Hold for a while, at least at this time, Miaomiao is still in your arms."

He Quanshun looked down at Miao Miao who was in his arms.

But she gritted her teeth and firmly shook her head and refused: "No, if you continue to hold her, I will be reluctant to let go. This is the last thing I can do for her. As a father, I don't want any surprises."

Why don't I want to hug for a while, even just for a while, 1 minute is fine.

But He Quanshun is very clear that after 1 minute, he will still think about it for 1 minute, until the time is too long for him to hold on any longer, the pain at that time will make him collapse.

Zhao Ke nodded, opened the door and got out of the car.

The familiar smell of corrosion surged in the air, causing Zhao Ke to frown slightly, and wiped away his wet eyes lightly like lightning. He felt a little regretful, regretting that he followed Shenhe into this matter.

What happened to He Quanshun made Zhao Ke very upset, and he thought of the old man again.

When he thought of the old man, who was still frozen on the ancestral grave in Ghost City, Zhao Ke felt even more evil in his heart.

"Look at the car!"

Liao Qiu asked Ge Erdan to watch the car, and they got out of the car together, and opened the rear door, wanting to help.

But He Quanshun refused.

He didn't want anyone to interfere with Miao Miao's last matter.

Even from well-intentioned help.

Because at least in this way, He Quanshun can still find a little dignity as a father in his heart.

Carefully carry Miaomiao out of the car.

This movement is very slow, as slow as that of an 80-year-old lady.

Carefully cover Miao Miao with a blanket, and pluck the messy hair on her forehead.

He gently hugged her, followed behind Zhao Ke and Liao Qiu, and walked step by step towards the City of Death.

Liao Qiu held a Yin-Yang lamp to illuminate the way forward for the three of them.

When the familiar mountain road appeared in front of the three of them.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but frowned.

I saw that in front of this mountain road, a key card was set up.

Three ghost soldiers in armor stood in front of the door card, and there were black and white ghost guards standing and clapping beside them.

After seeing the three of Zhao Ke, the two ghost officers, one black and one white, stepped forward to stop Liao Qiu with cold faces.

"Death in vain, yin and yang are different, three, please go back."

After the black-clothed ghost guard finished speaking, he saw the white-clothed ghost guard staring at Zhao Ke, pointing at Zhao Ke with a black stick in his hand: "You! Last time you attacked the ghost princess at the Yin Yang Inn, how dare you come here? City of death in vain."

After the voice fell, all the ghosts around quickly surrounded him.

Holding up the Yinsail in his hand, in an instant, it sealed off the surrounding space.

"Crap!"

Zhao Ke's heart sank, he had already forgotten about the Yin Yang Inn when he came down this time.

When I came with Liao Qiu last time.

At that time, there was no card set up here, and I hid in the woods with a few wild ghosts.

But this time, I didn't want to set up a card under the mountain road.

It happened to hit me head-on.

"Go away!"

He Quanshun raised his head and glanced at the surrounding ghosts, the violent murderous look in his eyes made no attempt to hide it.

More like an angry lion to the extreme.

He would kill anyone who dared to stand in the way, even if it cost his own life, He Quanshun would never care.

He felt a strong sense of oppression on He Quanshun.

Even these ghosts couldn't help but look serious.

What's more, there is a guest Zhao at the side. The behavior of guest Zhao in the Yin Yang Inn last time is vivid in my memory.

The three ghost soldiers were even more like a formidable enemy.

They are stronger than Guicha, and they can feel more clearly how strong the pressure on Zhao Ke and He Quanshun is.

Especially Zhao Ke, the Buddha's light is shining on this guy.

I am afraid that even the great Buddhist monks may not have such profound Buddhist attainments.

But apart from Buddha's light, the three ghost generals couldn't see Zhao Ke's depth.

"Don't, don't, don't do it, don't do it!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liao Qiu hurriedly called to stop.

Going forward, he said to the three ghost soldiers in front of him: "Three brothers, we are not here to cause trouble, but just want to send a girl whose soul is about to drift away to the City of Death, and we don't intend to cause trouble, so it's convenient for us to go together."

As Liao Qiu said, three treasure notes with a denomination of 10 taels were quietly sent into the hands of the three ghost soldiers.

Seeing this, the leading ghost soldier couldn't help but sneer.

"Bribing the Yin soldiers, you are such a coward, just based on this crime, you should go to the eighteen hells."

While speaking, the ghost soldier snorted coldly and pushed Liao Qiu back.

He tore the precious banknote in Liao Qiu's hand into pieces and threw it on Liao Qiu's body.

Liao Qiu was taken aback, and his face turned red for a moment.

Being forced to get off the stage like this, he bowed his head and left in a despondent manner, he couldn't do such a thing.

He took a step forward and walked forward, before the ghost soldier understood what he was going to do.

But Liao Qiu suddenly shook his hand from his pocket.