Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"I don't know why, but when I looked at these chimneys, I suddenly thought of the crematorium." Walking to the door of the factory building, the tiger made a nonsensical sentence, which made Guiji retort, "Your crematorium has six chimneys?"

"Isn't this a metaphor!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go separately, you and Guiji go on one side, me and the dog... Gouzi go on the other side, and shout loudly when something happens."

Qi Liang interrupted the nonsense of Da Chong and Gui Ji, looked at Zhao Ke and asked, "Is there any problem?"

Although Qi Liang always felt that this guy gave him a very special feeling, Qi Liang couldn't tell what it was, but Qi Liang's intuition told him that this guy in front of him would definitely not be a fuel-efficient lamp. Would you put your hand into the corpse just to judge when the corpse died?

After Zhao Ke confirmed that there was no problem, he walked into the workshop through the door on the left.

The light inside is very dark, but it is not a problem for Zhao Ke.

Perhaps it was because the doors and windows were locked, but the inside of the factory was much cleaner than the outside.

Zhao Ke found a few rooms, but strangely, there was no one in the room.

I looked at the daily necessities in the room, there were wet towels, there was still half a bucket of warm water in the kettle, and Zhao Ke found a set of relatively clean clothes in the corner.

It can be seen that this room was previously inhabited.

But where are people now?They are hiding here, so they shouldn't have come into contact with the stone crystal powder from the takeaway, right?

Just when Zhao Ke was feeling puzzled, there was a very slight crisp sound of "bang" in his ear, which made Zhao Ke suddenly turn his head, and a black shadow rushed out from the corner of the wall.

"Don't run!"

Zhao Ke chased after him instinctively, only to see Soi Ying turn around and rush into the room, about to close the door, but Zhao Ke was faster than him, he kicked the door open with one stride, and pointed his paw at Hei Ying's shoulder.

But at this time, there was a rancid smell in the air, which made Zhao Ke's heart sink. When he looked up, the scene in front of him was like a blow to the head. The cavity rushed in, and the heart stopped suddenly: "Where is this?"

Chapter 361 Who Knows My Pain

The room in front of him disappeared, replaced by a white light flashing in front of him, making Zhao Ke's eyes full of daylight.

The strong rancid stench made it hard to breathe. Zhao Ke closed his mouth and nose tightly, but the stench still came out before his eyes, like a pervasive loach, burrowing into his nostrils and mouth, even making him feel like he was about to suffocate.

Zhao Ke subconsciously wanted to call out the evil ghost's footwear, but when Zhao Ke became conscious, he realized that he had no ability to act at all, and even his thinking seemed to be imprisoned into a ball. It was still an action, completely sealed off.

The only thing that allows him to perceive the outside world is a pair of eyes that are almost blind.

This feeling is more suffocating than a ghost press.

The person who haunted the bed was actually still asleep, but for a short period of time, the consciousness of the brain did not fully wake up.

But now that he is awake, Zhao Ke tries to open his eyes, trying to see clearly what is in front of him?

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly felt that someone was pulling him, two pairs of thick palms, one was grabbing his shoulder, the other was grabbing his foot, lifting him up.

"who is it?"

For a moment, Zhao Ke thought of Qi Liang, Gui Ji, and Da Chong in his mind, but on second thought, it was impossible.

The hands of the three of them, except for Gui Ji, Qi Liang and Da Chong didn't have such thick hand bones, and besides, it was really Gui Ji, so how could they need two people.

"1, 2, 3, throw!"

Accompanied by the shout, Zhao Ke's body lightened, and he knew that he was thrown out like garbage.

"boom!"

He didn't know what he touched, and Zhao Ke fell dizzy for a while.

Zhao Ke tried his best to open his eyes to see what happened clearly. The strong smell of blood made him want to spit it out, and his eyes focused together.

A blurred face gradually became clear in front of Zhao Ke. It was only when Zhao Ke saw clearly that it was a woman's face, only half of it, and the other half was bloody and bloody. It's disgusting to watch.

"dead?"

Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment, but soon he realized something. He heard footsteps coming from his ears, a pair of feet wearing leather boots stepped on the corpse, and at the same time, he sprinkled something on himself from the bucket.

"Oil?"

The pungent kerosene smell gave Zhao Ke a bad feeling.

"Zi..."

The other party lit a match, and the faint light reflected on that face, "It's him!" At this moment, Zhao Ke finally saw clearly that face, it was Master Li!

It's just that he is much younger than the Li Ye I saw before, and he has a pair of complete arms.

With a flick of Mr. Li's finger, a flame swirled in the air and landed on the surrounding corpses.

"Boom..."

The flame instantly illuminated the surroundings, Zhao Ke could see clearly at this time, the surroundings were densely packed with corpses, men and women, piled up like rubbish, ready to be burned.

The temperature of the fire was getting higher and higher, and as the temperature began to rise, Zhao Ke even felt his skin and flesh began to sizzling.

The fat under the fur began to be roasted by the flame, and the smell of meat diffused along the scorched pores.

Seeing the flames getting bigger and bigger, at this moment, Zhao Ke's tense mind gradually relaxed a little bit, and the light in his pupils became lazy.

hallucinations?

At this moment, Zhao Ke's thoughts began to turn rapidly. Under his lazy personality, some strange thoughts flickered in Zhao Ke's pupils from time to time.

Hallucinations affect sight, smell, taste, hearing, and senses.

It is also true that you can experience the feeling of being burned by fire in front of you.

But Zhao Ke can be sure that this is not an illusion.

Regardless of owning the "Spirit Fox" stamp, the passive ability is the guardian of the soul, which is enough to immunize against most hallucinations.

"It's not a hallucination, but it's not my body..."

Zhao Ke's eyes stared at his body that was gradually burned up. It was a very thin body, which was completely different from the identity arranged by the horror space. It should be a child's body.

After seeing the body in front of him clearly, Zhao Ke stared around. He couldn't speak, but it didn't affect his voice, because he had already thought of the answer.

"Apart from hallucinations, there is only one answer that can affect my five senses, memory! Although I don't know how you did it, but if this is your memory, then...you might as well look at mine!"

When Zhao Ke spoke, he had already closed his eyes, and those unbearable memories, the memories that Zhao Ke had locked up in his heart, poured out like a tide.

"How can the burning of the fire compare to the anger in my heart? You might as well taste the taste of that bowl of shredded pork porridge."

Deep in my memory, the door was pushed open, and the skinny Zhao Ke stood in front of the door blankly holding a bowl of steaming meat porridge.