Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

It's not a good night tonight.

Thick clouds covered the bright moon.

The mountain wind was blowing, and it was even bitingly cold.

As the saying goes, the night is dark and the wind is high and the murderous night is referring to this kind of weather.

But Zhao Ke didn't intend to kill anyone.

After changing into the night clothes he had prepared long ago, Zhao Ke took Miao Daoyi to lie on the beam of the house.

From time to time, monks would pass by Zhao Ke's door, and they would take a quick look, only to see that there was actually another Zhao guest in the room.

Sitting cross-legged under the shadow of the lamp, holding the string of prayer beads given by the Three Precepts in his hand, he was reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth.

Under the light, Zhao Ke's figure seemed to be in the clouds, with a golden shadow of Buddha's light on his body, which was hard to see through.

This made the monks feel awe when they saw it.

It shows that the people recognized by the elders of the Three Rings are not the people who waste their reputations.

On the side, Miao Dao was seen holding silk in one hand and making a female celebrity.

The blue lamp in front of the Buddha, listening to the scriptures.

A lotus flower is embroidered in the hand.

Such a comfortable picture is extremely enviable.

As if this is life.

After the monks who came to observe left, Miao Daoyi on the roof of the house couldn't help but let out a long breath and gave Zhao Ke a thumbs up.

He asked in a low voice: "I heard that Maoshan has the Taoism of drawing paper figures as substitutes. I didn't expect to see it today, but it's even more mysterious than I thought. It's just that box..."

Speaking of the box, Miao Daoyi looked strange.

After Zhao Ke summoned the Butcher's Box, this guy's eyeballs were fixed on Miao Daoyi. That look made Miao Daoyi's scalp tingle just thinking about it.

"That is the treasure my master gave me."

Zhao Ke explained to Miao Daoyi.

"But why does it keep staring at me?"

"To make a body that is exactly like you, you have to look at you a few more times."

"Then why is it drooling?"

"Eh...because it thinks you are more beautiful!"

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he was worried that Miao Dao would continue to ask questions, and said: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, we have to come back before dawn, otherwise it will take a long time, and we will definitely be found out."

Zhao Ke's avatar is the soul of Rem in it.

Relying on the Dharma cultivated by Lei Mu, plus the string of Tantric Buddhist beads from Monk Sanjie.

It's okay to deceive ordinary monks who are not high in cultivation.

If it is seen by Wuxiang, they may find something wrong in it.

After listening to Zhao Ke's words, Miao Daoyi didn't dare to ask any more questions.

The two figures disappeared into the night and quietly came to the forest behind the temple.

Sure enough, it was just like Monk Wuxiang and others said.

Even at night, this forest is still covered by a thick layer of fog.

"Wait!"

At this time, Zhao Ke grabbed Miao Daoyi who was about to go forward, and saw that after Zhao Ke activated his greedy personality, secondary pupils appeared in his eyes, and the secondary pupils were combined with golden pupils.

On the wall in front of him, there is a prohibition of Buddhism.

Once someone approaches, the restriction will inevitably break out, and if there is a commotion at that time, the two of them can only return without success.

"Look at me!"

Seeing this, Miao Dao ignored the restraint in front of him and took out the Dingguang Bead from his bosom.

As soon as my heart moved, I saw the Ding Guangzhu hitting in front of me.

Immediately, a burst of light of a different color appeared on the Dingguang Bead, and after shining on the wall, a piece of golden Buddha's light appeared on the wall.

It's just that after the Buddha's light in front of him touched the fixed light bead, it was like Haruyuki digested, and in an instant it melted a hole and came out.

"Hey, let's go!"

Miao Dao took back the Ding Guangzhu and put it in his arms again.

But he didn't notice that there was a greedy look in Zhao Ke's eyes for a moment.

With a light leap, the two figures jumped over the high wall.

Like the eye is a purple bamboo forest.

I don't know what species these purple bamboos are, each bamboo is as thick as the mouth of a bowl.

It is densely packed like a row of long dragons, isolating the entire mountain forest behind and the temple.

I don't know how many years these bamboos have grown, they are crowded together one by one, Miao Daoyi tried to call out the flying sword to chop them.

As a result, he slashed the iron-like flying sword, and sparks burst out after cutting it on the bamboo, leaving only a sword mark the size of a fingernail in the end.

"This……"

For a moment, Miao Daoyi's expression became strange.

His flying sword can cut even a stone in half, and it can't cut through a bamboo.

Are these bamboos King Kong?

"Let me come!"

Zhao Ke pushed Miao Dao away and walked up to observe carefully, and found that these bamboos were indeed extraordinary.

When you flicked your fingers on it, there was a metal-like echo.