Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"How is this thing here??"

Zhao Ke reached out to take out the box, opened the box in no hurry, and started to feel along the edge of the box with his fingers.

Complicated workmanship, although the box looks a little old due to time, but Zhao Ke will never admit his mistake, and his heart tightened suddenly: "Impossible? But..."

Zhao Ke couldn't figure out why this urn was here?

But first of all, Zhao Ke can be sure that the old man will definitely not be a postman.

Ever since he was rescued from the small room in the psychiatric hospital by Lei Ke, Zhao Ke has been living with the old man for eight years. During these eight years, Zhao Ke was by the old man's side almost all the time.

Watching the hoarfrost on his hair covering all the whiskers little by little.

Although the old man's physical strength and spirit are beyond ordinary people's strength, he is not as supernatural as the postman.

Besides, after so many years, if the old man was a postman, how many times would he have to survive the test of the terrifying space?Zhao Ke couldn't imagine what kind of existence such a person would be like?Intermediate postman?No, it should be Senior Postman?

So this is unrealistic. If it is really a postman, it is impossible to keep it for such a long time without even revealing the slightest trace of Zhao Ke's suspicion.

But if he is not a postman, why there is a postman's urn here, whether it is workmanship, materials, especially the carved patterns around it, it is definitely not a coincidence that can explain it.

Zhao Ke frowned slightly, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face, and reached out to carefully open the urn.

After opening the box, a very special cigarette stick appeared in front of Zhao Ke.

The emerald-colored cigarette holder, the tobacco rod is a willow branch, which seems to have been carefully processed to make the willow branch look green and fresh, and the cigarette pot is a kind of metal that Zhao Ke cannot see, very special, it seems to be Wood, again more like metal.

Seeing this cigarette stick, Zhao Ke's heart sank suddenly.

This thing is definitely not in reality. After Zhao Ke put his hand on the tobacco rod, he could even feel the breath of life rushing from above, which made Zhao Ke raise his eyebrows and said in surprise: "This tobacco rod is a living thing." of!"

Zhao Ke picked up the cigarette rod, put it in his hand, and looked at the rod carefully.

It was found that the tobacco rod seemed to be really alive, and the breath of life on it was too strong. Zhao Ke's sensitivity to the breath of life would definitely not be mistaken.

In order to accept his conjecture, Zhao Ke had a thought: "Transform!"

The cigarette stick in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and when it reappeared, it was already on Zhao Ke’s postal album. After looking at the note on the smoke stick, Zhao Ke couldn’t help but narrow his eyes: “I’m right, this is really a horror space. product."

Special Stamps: Willow Ribs for Life

Collecting this stamp can greatly improve the lung capacity.

(Note: This is a tobacco rod made of willow core of life. Use it to smoke, and the taste of the cigarette will be strongly purified. In addition, it is also a masterpiece of cruelty)

Special Ability 1: Life Breathing

Consuming 1 point, inhaling a mouthful of life willow core essence, can temporarily increase the self-recovery ability by 40%

Cooldown: 3 hours.

(Note: Invalid for crippling wounds)

Special ability 2: hookah smoke

Consume 3 postal points to blow out a puff of water mist, which can lead people to move quickly on the water.

(Note: The moving speed of the shisha depends on the flow rate of the river and the environment, and the maximum weight that can be towed is 300 kg)

"really!"

Zhao Ke took a deep breath and became more certain of his inner thoughts. The old man is definitely not a postman. Otherwise, although this stamp is not powerful, it is also a very practical stamp, and it is impossible to just throw it here and turn it into dust.

But the old man treasured a postman's urn and the products in the horror space, which made Zhao Ke feel strange.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke simply walked out with the urn in his arms.

Holding the cigarette stick in one hand and the urn in the other, when he walked downstairs, he saw the old man pointing at Luo Qing and swearing, feeling that the mixed mud was too thin.

Seeing Zhao Ke coming out, the old man squinted his eyes and waved Luo Qing to continue stirring the mud.

"Old man, this thing is a good thing, you are so willing to give it to me."

When Zhao Ke said this, he shook the urn in front of the old man, keeping his eyes on the old man's reaction.

However, the old man hadn't spoken yet. Luo Qing glanced behind him and couldn't help curling his lips and said, "Is there anything rare, isn't it just an urn? It's been thrown in the box for so many years, I don't think you will need it for a while."

However, after Luo Qing finished speaking, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, and quickly changed his words: "No, no, I mean you can use... no, yes... sooner or later... no... forget it, I won't say gone."

Seeing Luo Qing's embarrassment, Zhao Ke rolled his eyes, this idiot junior, he doesn't know when he will change his frivolous temperament.

"Hey! The tobacco rods in the box are yours, but you really can't take this box away."

The old man looked at the urn in Zhao Ke's hand, and there was a gentle light in his sharp eyes.

The palm gently stroked the edge of the box, as if stroking his lover. The inadvertent smile on the corner of the mouth made it the first time Zhao Ke saw that this fighter-like man had such a gentle side.

"At the beginning, she disappeared without making a sound. All that was left behind were this box and that cigarette stick. I searched for her for a long time, but I just couldn't find her."

Looking at the urn, the old man seemed to be reminded of the most unwilling memory in his mind.

The old man's partner was actually a postman, which surprised Zhao Ke. Zhao Ke opened his mouth and wanted to ask how she disappeared.

But when I thought about it, I felt nonsense. If the postman disappeared, there was only one explanation, and that was...death!

A few wrinkles appeared on the old man's face. He held the urn in his arms, sat on a small stool beside him, hugged the box, and basked in the sun. In the eyes of the guest, there was so much bitterness in this smile.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke looked at the cigarette stick in his hand. He believed what his teacher said, and it was not because the other party was his teacher.

It's the emotion in those eyes that can't be fooled. By the way, he also explained why, after so many years, the old man, with his body and good figure, can't even have an old companion. No.

I'm afraid that in my heart, there are still people I can't forget.

"People who can't forget..."

In Zhao Ke's mind, he couldn't help but think of the girl who used her body temperature to snatch herself back from death. Her smile in the sun is always so beautiful.

"Sister, I miss you so much!"

Zhao Ke murmured in his heart, one hand tightly clenched into a fist, there is someone he can't forget, even if she is gone.

But for some reason, at this moment, Zhao Ke suddenly thought of another woman.

With a red glow all over and a pair of sharp and domineering phoenix eyes, Zhao Ke couldn't help but tremble all over his body when he thought of this, and cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Quickly gesticulating a cross on his chest, he said in his heart: "Infinite Heavenly Venerable, I hope that the next terrifying space will not let me meet her again!"

At this moment, Zhao Ke suddenly heard a reminder: "Your next package is being delivered, and it is expected to arrive in three hours."