Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing that Zhao Ke didn't move, the female ghost grinned wide, and fell from the wall of the Drum Tower. Her ragged white clothes were fluttering in the air, and her messy hair was scattered on her face.

What Zhao Ke noticed was that there were blue veins on the female ghost's face, and her face was a little swollen.

The female ghost floated in front of Zhao Ke little by little, seeing Zhao Ke's dumbfounded look, she couldn't help showing joy in her eyes, this was the blood food delivered to her door, she was so scared that she couldn't even run away.

With a grin, he moved closer to Zhao Ke, his eyes, ears, and bright red blood began to ooze, and he slowly opened his mouth: "I... woo!"

He had just uttered the word "I", and before he could utter the rest of the words, he saw Zhao Ke put his hand into the female ghost's mouth.

The female ghost was stunned for a moment, and then she saw Zhao Ke's fiery eyes, shining with excitement, staring at her. Zhao Ke stuck out her bright red tongue and licked the corner of her lips.

He opened the female ghost's jaw with his fingers, and stared at the female ghost's mouth carefully.

Seeing the blackened and swollen airway inside, Zhao Ke couldn't help frowning slightly, and said to himself: "The conjunctiva is congested, and the nose and mouth are ulcerated. It's a failure of the internal organs. It's a pity."

Thinking about the annotations I saw in the medical scriptures, I said, "It should be arsenic poisoning, right? Then the stomach, liver and kidney, these three places can't be used."

The characteristics of arsenic poisoning are ulceration of the mouth and nose, hyperemia of the cornea, and failure of liver and kidney functions, which is the so-called bleeding from the seven orifices. Obviously this is a substandard product.

Female ghost: "???"

Seeing Zhao Ke immediately, he spread his hands and touched down, shook his head while touching, curled his lips: "No, it's too peaceful, there's no meat."

Seeing that Zhao Ke stretched his hands to the bottom of her skirt, the female ghost finally recovered from her stupefaction and let out a scream.

Probably, she has never been touched like this before, let alone a ghost, even when she was alive, no one dared to touch her like this.

In an instant, I felt that my lungs were about to explode with anger, and my red eyes suddenly widened, and I reached out to pinch Zhao Ke's throat.

But before his hand touched Zhao Ke, Zhao Ke suddenly raised his hand and slapped it up, "Slap!" The loud slap made the female ghost's head go numb.

Maybe he didn't want to understand, he was clearly a ghost, how could the other party slap him?

Before she could figure it out, Zhao Ke stretched out his hand and tore the female ghost's clothes with his hand.

The whole process is exactly the same difference between a tiger and a lamb.

"Shameless, scum, pervert."

The female ghost struggled desperately, but Zhao Ke had the source hand, and didn't care about her indifferent struggle at all. He grabbed the female ghost's underpants, stretched out his hand and pulled them off, and even the white skirt on her body was torn by Zhao Ke. crush

The female ghost screamed, and saw several ghosts appearing around one after another. After seeing this scene, he couldn't help becoming angry: "Oh! This living person, how can even the female ghost be spared, beast."

He cursed at the beast, but saw a few ghosts staring at the female ghost's exposed figure for a while.

Three times and five times, Zhao Ke took off the clothes on the female ghost, looked carefully, and immediately showed a disappointed expression on his face.

"too skinny!"

Zhao Ke shook his head, his eyes changed from eagerness just now to disgust in an instant.

This kind of goods, in terms of Zhao Ke's standard of only seeking high-quality goods, is really not suitable for the table.

But at this time, his eyes swept back, and his eyes couldn't help but glow. Not far in front of him, a fat man with a fat head and big ears was hiding in the corner, looking at him ghostly.

"Don't run!"

Zhao Ke stretched out his hand and pointed, then kicked away the female ghost in front of him, and rushed after her.

I was worrying about the ingredients for the Lantern Festival, now it's all right, they are all delivered to my door.

Seeing Zhao Ke rushing up fiercely, the fat man originally had a round green face, but after a sudden slam, Zhao Ke was frightened into a pale face.

I have seen a living person, but I have never seen such a living person who is not as good as a beast.

Fatty's expression changed, he covered his chest with his hands, and with his fat short legs, after running a few steps, he was dragged down to the ground by Zhao Ke.

Facing the fat man's face with two punches, the fat man's face was almost deformed by the blow, and saw Zhao Ke peeling off the clothes on the fat man's chest, lightly stroking the thick chest hair with his palm, his eyes glowed for a while.

"Oh my god! So he likes men!"

The old ghosts watched as Zhao Ke dragged the fat man into a corner, and soon the fat man's screams were heard, loud and sharp.

Immediately, several old ghosts couldn't help but feel their asses tightened, and they shrank their heads back again.

After a while, I saw Zhao Ke, coming out from the corner, his face was full of red, and he seemed unprecedentedly satisfied.

"So fat, at least five or six catties of oil can be refined."

Zhao Ke had been thinking about the problem of oil, but now that he is fine, someone will deliver a pillow to his door when he dozes off. At least he doesn't have to worry about the oil problem during the Lantern Festival.

Turning around and looking around, Zhao Ke only started to pay attention to his own situation at this time.

Although he didn't know what was going on, but Zhao Ke's golden pupil glanced at him, and he could already tell that the place where he was now should not be Yangjian.

Looking up at the sky, it's gray, it's not black, but it's blurry. This kind of feeling is familiar to Zhao Ke. I remember when I entered the horror space for the second time, wasn't it the underworld?

"Hell? How did you walk and walk to the underworld?"

Zhao Ke stepped forward, but after a few steps, he felt something was wrong, and there was indeed a gray fog in front of him.

The Drum Tower has disappeared, and the surrounding buildings have begun to become dilapidated. Before, Zhao Ke thought it was because of the demolition, but now it seems that it is not the case at all.

"Young man, don't go anymore! If you go again, you won't be able to turn back."

At this time, someone behind Zhao Ke suddenly called him, and when he turned around, he saw an old woman squatting on a chair.

Holding a thread in his hand, he was threading it through the eye of the needle. Perhaps his eyesight was not good enough, so he tried several times without success.

What Zhao Ke noticed was that there was an oil lamp beside the old woman, which was the only source of light in this dark night.

"you……"

Zhao Ke frowned, walked up to the old woman, looked at the light of the oil lamp, and calmly shook his finger under the light. When his finger touched the flame, Zhao Ke's eyelids twitched, it was hot!

This can't help but surprise Zhao Ke, besides himself, there is actually a living person here?

"Hey, can't you help me get dressed?"

Seeing that Zhao Ke was not moving, the old lady simply turned around and handed Zhao Ke the needle and thread in her hand, asking him to help thread it on.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke took the needle over, pinched the end of the thread with his fingers, and put the thread on the old lady easily.

"Hmph, young people nowadays have no virtue at all."

The old lady took the threaded needle and thread, picked up the cotton pad, squatted on the ground and began to sew.

"Mother, why are you here?"