Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke nodded, it seems that the big smoking gun is not stupid: "Her primary purpose was to kill Dang Chen from the beginning, I just appeared in her line of sight at a very coincidental time, even I am her own A paralyzed chess piece, you have no objection to that."

As long as you think about it carefully, you should understand that such a big situation was definitely not arranged by Granny Hong on a whim of interest.

Instead, he thought carefully and walked every step of the way. A dark man like Xu Wu had been sent to the dangshen sitting down a long time ago.

I just happened to be a cover to explain that Granny Hong was desperate to get out of the ghost market.

From the very beginning, I was not the primary goal.

The Smoking Gun has nothing to say about this.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke stood up and looked at the big smoking gun: "You are right. From her point of view, what she did is right, but that is her business. I only know that she put my master Seal it on the ancestral grave in Ghost City."

"Can……"

What else does Smoking Gun want to say.

Zhao Ke didn't give him a chance to continue.

"If a person treats you well, even if 1 people say he is bad, you will not think he is a bad person. If a person treats you badly, even if 1000 million people say he is good, I will not think he is a good person. It’s different, it’s useless to say more.”

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he ignored the big smoking gun, turned around and left.

Before leaving, he put the white jade rod of the big smoking gun on the table.

Looking at the white jade rod left by Zhao Ke, the big smoking gun was silent for a long time.

In the end, he took the white jade smoking rod in his hand. With this white jade smoking rod, at least he has an explanation to Grandma Hong.

It's just that after this incident, the relationship between him and Zhao Ke has come to an end.

After walking out of the teahouse, Zhao Ke was in a very dull mood.

After seeing that the direction of the altar had returned to normal, I calmed down my mood and walked towards the altar.

Anyway.

I absolutely can't let the old man's body be frozen on the ancestral grave in the ghost city.

Although order has been restored around the altar.

However, judging from the fresh blood left on the ground, it may be within the short time of a bag of cigarettes just now.

Someone has died here.

But no one cares about that.

The postman has his life tied to his belt.

It's nothing to die a few people.

"Hey, take a look at the products of the mysterious place, it's cheap!"

Zhao Ke was surprised to find that there were still some street stalls selling mysterious things around.

Surprised, Zhao Ke walked over and took a look, and immediately understood why these people didn't entrust the so-called goods to the ghost market for sale.

Looking around, Zhao Ke even felt like he was visiting Panjiayuan.

I'm afraid that these things will only display simple names if they are placed on the ghost market.

Only a fool would buy something like this.

These mysterious things are similar to the human skin drum in his hand.

If you can't hold it in your hand and feel it carefully, you won't be able to detect any mystery inside.

In case, if you buy it and take a look, it is really scrap copper and rotten iron, and you won't even have the chance to find someone to reason about it.

Zhao Ke walked around and saw quite a few antiques, but most of them were fake.

Zhao Ke even saw a tattered vase with an asking price of 50 points.

But a thin layer of energy powder was smeared inside, which is simply a fraud of Chiguoguo.

Dare to cheat so blatantly, it is obvious that the stall owner is also a hard stubble.

"Little brother, let's take a look. I found this mysterious item from a mysterious place and risked my life. All of them are high-quality goods. I sold that golden stamp just now."

Seeing that Zhao Keguang didn't want to buy it, the stall owner opened his mouth to solicit business.

Hearing what he said, Zhao Ke almost laughed out loud. If it was sold from his stall, he might have the heart to hit the wall now.

How can you still calmly sell garbage here.

Zhao Ke then smiled and was about to leave.

Just seeing that Zhao Ke was leaving, the stall owner was a little anxious. He hadn't opened for a long time, and he was about to enter the next horror space, but the postage in his hand was pitifully small.

He immediately called Zhao Ke and said, "Little brother, wait a minute!"

After saying this, the stall owner stepped forward and took out a bowl and a knife.

The voice said to Zhao Ke mysteriously: "Little brother, look at my bowl, it is big and round, look at this knife, does it look like the rumored water-cutting knife!"

Chapter 1040 The Altar

Faced with such an embarrassing Freestyle, Zhao Ke looked at the other party blankly, completely unaware of what the other party wanted to express?

Besides, whether it is the rough porcelain bowl or the rusty knife, Zhao Ke is not interested.

The figure turned away from the opponent and was about to leave.

Seeing that Zhao Ke was about to leave, the other party was really anxious. He gritted his teeth and took out the last thing from the stamp album.

But a palm-sized seal.

It looks like brass, but it doesn't look like much. The characters on both sides are in Yuan language on one side and Chinese on the other.

The Chinese side of it says that the capital is the envoy of water transportation.

Zhao Ke paused for a moment, turned around and looked at the copper seal carefully.

"This seal was obtained when I killed a Yuanren officer in a mysterious place. It must be a mysterious thing, and it will never be fake, but I don't have enough postal points to go to the altar to extract the ability. Give it cheaper. You have 200 postal cents."

After the other party finished speaking, Zhao Ke immediately turned around and wanted to leave.

He sneered and said, "You'd better show it to others."