Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

For a moment, everyone forgot to look at the picture of the woman walking into the kitchen on the Buddha wheel with a cold face, and all eyes were focused on Zhao Ke's body.

At this time, as long as Zhao Ke shouted, Amitabha, it was basically certain that Master Three Precepts had won the competition.

But just when everyone thought that Zhao Ke was going to become a Buddha, suddenly Zhao Ke opened his eyes and grabbed the jade sword around him.

However, the palm-sized jade sword was held by Zhao Ke, but it stabbed fiercely towards his thigh with his backhand.

Chapter 1083

The palm-sized jade sword pierced the flesh until it was buried deep in the flesh.

Blood splashed along the wound and onto the valuable carpet underfoot.

But Zhao Ke didn't even move his brows. Under the horrified eyes of everyone, he grabbed the second jade sword and stuck it in the other leg that was about to come.

Under the strong tingling sensation, cold flames danced from the depths of Zhao Ke's pupils from time to time. ,

"He?? Is he crazy?"

Although it is said that the fate of the Han people is not fate, but after seeing Zhao Ke make such an unexpected move, everyone's face still changed suddenly, and they couldn't figure out what Zhao Ke was doing.

Even Miao Daoyi couldn't help but get nervous about Zhao Ke.

However, after seeing this scene, Dwarf Tiger breathed a sigh of relief. Zhao Ke's actions at least showed that his thinking was not really controlled.

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Ke snatched the four jade swords one by one, and stuck them on his body.

Blood overflowed from Zhao Ke's wound, staining his clothes red, turning him into a living blood man.

"I don't think it's like becoming a Buddha, but it's more like a demonic disease!"

Li Zhichang looked at San Jie with cold eyes.

The face of Yishi Sanjie was covered with a layer of gloom. Facing Li Zhichang's questioning, he, who is good at eloquence, was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer.

"Look!"

Suddenly someone pointed to the picture on the Buddha wheel.

Everyone raised their heads and were momentarily shocked by the scene in front of them.

In the brothel, heads hung in the hall, piled up like a mountain.

"Help!"

Following the screams, everyone saw the old crow from the brothel sitting at the dining table.

Her feet were nailed to the chair with iron nails thick as thumbs, and her feet were already bloody.

And in front of her, stood a tall steamed bun.

"Give it to me! If you dare to stop, I will cut off a piece of meat."

The woman sat beside her, holding a kitchen knife around her neck, forcing her to eat the steamed buns on the table.

Steamed buns made of coarse grains are a coveted delicacy for the poor.

But at this time, it became the old crow's nightmare.

Most of these steamed buns are half-baked, and some are even raw inside.

The taste was salty, spicy and bitter. She swore that she had never eaten such an unpalatable steamed bun.

The steamed buns seem to be soaked in salt water, and it tastes salty and bitter in the mouth.

But she didn't dare to stop, because as long as she stopped, the woman beside her would cut her thighs without hesitation.

After Lao Ya ate a few steamed buns, he felt as if his belly was about to burst, but he didn't dare to stop, so he could only hold the water beside him and put it in his mouth.

I don't know how many steamed buns I ate.

The old crow's face suddenly twisted into a ball, and he felt a colic in his stomach.

At this time, I saw the woman plugged the old crow's mouth and tied a rope to prevent her from spitting it out.

Sitting aside with cold eyes.

As time passed by every minute and every second, the old crow's belly began to swell.

Those half-baked gnocchi began to ferment in her stomach.

Not long after, Lao Ya's abdomen was swollen like a pregnant woman who was pregnant in October.

The old crow's body kept writhing, and the severe abdominal pain made her almost collapse.

It's better to starve to death than to starve to death.

This is the impression of most people.

But in fact, the pain of starving to death is said to be hundreds of times more painful than starving to death.

Especially when the half-baked noodles in her stomach started to swell after being mixed with water.

It is simply life rather than death.

In the early morning of the next day, the old crow in the brothel finally couldn't bear the pain and died.

When the yamen's messenger arrived, Lao Ya's belly was almost bursting.

The thin belly is thinner than paper.

When the yamen guards moved the corpse, the stomach finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the weight inside made a "hiss..." sound, breaking the stomach, and the scene was chilling.

As for that woman, she was disguised early at this time, and had already escaped from the city when the city gate opened at dawn.

In the blink of an eye, the woman transformed into a bandit.

It even took less than a few years to become the biggest bandit leader in the area.

In the Buddha wheel, a woman's time flies like a shuttle.

But in reality, it's just a snap of the fingers, when everyone looks at this weak woman for a while, and finally turns into a vicious and fierce devil.

Immediately, they looked at each other, and finally looked at Monk Sanjie.

Seeing this, Monk Sanjie calmed down instead, and said coldly: "There are causes and effects, good and evil must be rewarded, you don't care about the cycle of cause and effect."

While speaking, the Sanjie monk clasped his hands together and recited scriptures.