Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

At this time, Zhao Ke's hands tightened slightly, and he turned his head. Hearing his wife's shout, Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment, looked at the door, frowned slightly, then turned around and started to step into the room.

But just when Zhao Ke was about to jump over the threshold with one foot, Zhao Ke suddenly seemed to sense something, and suddenly turned his head.

Then I saw a girl about ten years old, skinny, with torn clothes, bare hands and feet, standing in front of the gate, but the smile on her face was so genuine and so clean.

Her eyes were warmer than the sun, holding a bouquet of fresh wild flowers in her hand, and beckoning to Zhao Ke.

In an instant, tears rolled down the corners of Zhao Ke's eyes, and suddenly, Zhao Ke's eyes were a little blurred.

"elder sister!"

Seeing the girl, Zhao Ke turned around and wanted to go up, but at this moment, a cold palm suddenly grabbed his hand tightly, and he heard a somewhat resentful voice beside his ear: "We are going home!"

"go home!"

When he heard these words again, Zhao Ke suddenly turned his head, looked outside the gate, the shadow that was being blurred, couldn't help but feel cold, and screamed: "No!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhao Ke suddenly threw his hand away from the woman's palm, rushed towards the gate, and grabbed the flower in Shadow's hand.

But it was empty, Zhao Ke was taken aback.

Raising his head and looking around, everything he saw just now, such as the red moon and the red silk Chinese character "囍", disappeared completely. A gust of cold wind blew in, causing Zhao Ke to shiver involuntarily, and he instantly woke up. come over. "return!"

The moment Zhao Ke turned around, he shouted these words in his heart. At the same time his body was blurred, he saw the red dress standing in front of the coffin, with a slightly surprised light in his eyes.

But soon, the woman's eyes suddenly darkened, and she pointed.

The hairless bird suddenly rushed up and hit Zhao Ke's shoulder.

What shocked Zhao Ke was that at the same time, the body of this hairless bird became blurred together with itself. Zhao Ke's flesh and blood merged into one.

"you!"

The slender index finger pointed at Zhao Ke, and the cold eyes under the red silk seemed to have pierced Zhao Ke's heart like a sharp sword, making Zhao Ke feel his heart stop for a moment.

But as the body blurred, the space in front of him also began to sink into darkness, and the red shadow also began to blur. The only thing Zhao Ke felt was her cold and ethereal voice: "You can't escape!"

"gentlemen?"

"what!"

Zhao Ke's pupils tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to jump back. At this moment, he saw a man's hand, which suddenly half pushed up from behind and supported Zhao Ke.Let Zhao Ke wake up from the shock.

Looking up, I was standing stupidly at the exit of the cabin, and the stewardesses and security guards around looked at me with puzzled faces, especially the security guards couldn't help frowning when they saw Ke Ke's pale face. Staring at Zhao Ke, he began to examine carefully.

Chapter 214 There Are Still Lots of Good People in This World

"Are you okay? I think you are pale, do you need to see a doctor?"

Behind Zhao Ke, the person supporting him is a middle-aged man with a neat beard, which seems to have been carefully trimmed, and with his thin cheeks, he looks very stylish instead of sloppy.

With a high nose bridge, although he is Chinese, it can be seen that this middle-aged man has mixed blood.

With deep eyes, he glanced at the urn in Zhao Ke's hand, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad, and said, "Sorry, please mourn."

"Thank you."

Zhao Ke nodded, and stood forward calmly, keeping a little distance from the middle-aged man, but in his impression, he didn't seem to have much impression of the middle-aged man. Looking at the casual business attire on the other person, his wrist The watch on the watch is very low-key at first glance, but if you look closely, it is a PIAGET watch, which is very valuable.

The other party didn't have the slightest impression in his mind, either he was not sitting in the first class cabin, or he was sitting in a place that Zhao Ke could not see.

After thanking the other party, Zhao Ke turned around and walked forward. At this time, the surrounding security guards also came up, but when they saw the black urn in Zhao Ke's hand, the faces of these security guards could not help but eased a lot, and their eyes also changed. softened up.

An urn can bring people many kinds of fantasies, including sympathy, especially in China, where the dead have been the most important place since ancient times.

Zhao Ke didn't say a word, he walked forward with his head down, and came back alive from the horror space. Normally, Zhao Ke should be happy.

But at this moment, Zhao Ke was a little unhappy, and subconsciously touched his shoulder. The moment he returned, the damn hairless bird was fused with his own flesh and blood.

I reached out to touch it, only to find that the bloody skin on my shoulder had become particularly hard.

Looking around, Zhao Ke opened his collar to take a look, his face suddenly turned ugly, and he saw that the muscles on his shoulders, which were about the size of the mouth of a bowl, had turned black and blue.

"Damn!"

In an instant, Zhao Ke's chest gasped, thinking that the red coffin actually appeared in front of him, Zhao Ke's heart suddenly became cold.

"Is this unscientific??"

Zhao Ke thought about it and thought about it, but he didn't understand why she would appear in front of him. If it was the same time, Zhao Ke would have nothing to say.

But not to mention that the two are not at the same time, and at the same time, they are not in the same place, separated by the sea, did she fly over? ?

In fact, Zhao Ke is also a dead end. The horror space is not something that can be explained by science, let alone the big red coffin enshrined in Changbai Mountain itself is a mystery.

Trying to use science to explain it in vain, Zhao Ke is also asking for trouble.

It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out, but there is one thing that Zhao Ke thinks very clearly. He is afraid that in the future, in the horror space, there will be another person that he never even dreamed of meeting.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke's mood suddenly turned bad.

It should be said that it was unprecedentedly bad. The more he thought about it, the more chilling Zhao Ke felt. If it wasn't for his subconscious this time, he woke up when he thought of the person he was most eager to appear when he got married.

I'm afraid that I have already stepped into the big red coffin in a daze, who knows if I am going to die in the coffin now.

"Snapped!"

A loud slap made everyone in the reception hall look sideways and turn their heads.

"What are you doing, why are you hitting people!"

"It was you who hit!"

Zhao Ke turned his head and looked sideways, and saw people on both sides arguing together. A young man in his 20s, with a slap mark on half of his face, was trying his best to stop his family members.

On the other side, I saw a man in his 60s panting heavily, pointing at the young man's nose and cursing, "I'm telling you, this matter is not for fun, you let me be detained in Thailand for a week, this You have to make up for the loss of a period of time!"

The man looked so angry, if it wasn't for the old lady pulling him back, he might have raised his fists and rushed to follow.

But that old lady was also not a good talker. While holding the old man's arm, she began to scold the street, swearing, and the young people around couldn't help frowning when they heard the scolding.

Not only the old lady scolded, but also the family members of the children who came with the old lady scolded.

On the contrary, the young people were calmer and pulled the people on their side out.

"Don't run away! You have something taught by your father and mother, respect the old and love the young, do you understand, bah!"

When the old man saw that someone was about to leave, he spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground cursingly, with an angry expression on his face, as if he had been greatly wronged.