Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Main quest completed.

According to the task prompt, I can stay here for half a month.

Zhao Ke didn't want to go back now.

In reality, he was still being hunted down by a mid-level postman.

Just go back like this, the situation will not be any better than it is now.

As for asking her for help?

As soon as this idea came out, Zhao Ke dismissed it.

Thinking of the playful eyes she looked at her, her superior attitude, and her attitude of treating herself like a cucumber.

Perhaps out of a man's self-esteem, Zhao Ke didn't want to beg her, or even intend to let her participate in any of his affairs.

"I'm still too weak!"

Mr. Zhao let out a sigh of relief and looked at his stamp album.

A sense of powerlessness made Zhao Ke a little tired.

Before, Zhao Ke had thought that although the stamps in his stamp album were not systematic.

But each one is a high-quality product, and they cooperate with each other, and the effect is not inferior to those postmen who make up the routine.

Even more than that.

It's just that the female corpse crushed herself so hard that she couldn't even raise her head no matter from any aspect.

Even the Buddhist beads for body protection obviously couldn't do anything to her.

Zhao Ke thought about it, and suddenly felt in his heart whether his previous thinking was wrong.

In reflection, Zhao Ke turned and walked down the hillside.

After descending the mountain, Zhao Ke could see from a distance that on the hillside, there was smoke from cooking houses, and there seemed to be villages and towns.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke simply walked over, although his buttocks were bare, but it didn't get in the way, just treat it as letting go of himself and being close to nature.

It was a small village.

There was a mustard smell in the air, it seemed that these families had already started to cook and eat.

Zhao Ke walked lightly, took a few strides, and took advantage of the villagers not paying attention, over the wall and walked into a village house.

Seeing the dried clothes hanging on the wall, Zhao Ke grabbed them and put them on.

"Who!"

At this time, Zhao Ke's ears moved, and when he turned around, a woman's voice came from the room, which made Zhao Ke frown slightly.

He didn't want to cause any trouble, just borrowed a suit of clothes, and then left.

Therefore, Zhao Ke didn't speak, but turned his head and waited for the owner of the house to come out, then used a ghost to confuse him, then turned and left.

"Da da da……"

But at this moment, a crutch was protruding from the room, the other end of the crutch was beating the surrounding ground, and a blind old lady came out of the room.

Chapter 388 The Great Sword of Caesars Palace

"blind!"

Zhao Ke frowned, ghost spells are of no use to blind people.

"Who are you!"

Although the old lady was blind, her ears were amazingly good. When she listened, her eyes, which had turned dark gray and white, looked at Zhao Ke's position.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke didn't speak, thinking whether to knock the old lady out, he didn't want to make too much noise here.

"Well, you are a passer-by, I know there are more than ten families in Wangcun, and their voices are different from yours."

I saw the old lady talking, groping around the door with one hand, and she didn't know what she was groping for. After a while, she took out a bowl.

Zhao Ke took a look, and there was a piece of corn lump in the bowl.

"Let's eat. I don't have anything else. Eat this. There is a firewood room on the left, and there are some bedding in it. You will stay overnight, and you can leave in the morning."

"No, I'm just borrowing a piece of clothing. Excuse me. I'm leaving now."

Zhao Ke said in a low voice.

However, when the old lady heard the words, she quickly called Zhao Ke: "Don't go, stranger, you don't understand, it's getting dark now, and when it gets dark, those unclean things will come out at night. If you don’t go to the village and don’t go to the store, it’s bad luck for you to go out.”

"Huh... young man? Young man!"

The old lady listened carefully, but she couldn't hear Zhao Ke's voice, she couldn't help but sighed, patted her thigh and said, "Oh, why don't you listen to persuasion."

When Zhao Ke gave the old lady out pancakes for him, Zhao Ke had already sensed the kindness she had shown towards him.

But Zhao Ke didn't choose to stay in the village, instead he wanted to go out and have a look.

Not only because Zhao Ke wanted to try his luck, but most importantly, even if he lost the ability to postage stamps.

Relying on the hand of Sheyuan, and the prayer beads in his arms and the eight-character mantra, the ordinary little fish and shrimp can't help him.

At the same time, Zhao Ke is also looking for an opportunity to verify how strong he is now without the blessing of stamps. After all, he has eaten several SSS-level energy crystals.

Every time I eat it, I can feel the changes in my body.

But Zhao Ke didn't feel carefully about the changes.

Now without the ability of stamps, Zhao Ke took this opportunity to sharpen himself.

After leaving the village, Zhao Ke walked eastward all the way.

Zhao Ke strides like flying. The passive abilities of "Nature's Wrath" and "Old Soldier" both increase the movement speed and ignore the terrain, so Zhao Ke's walking speed is surprisingly fast.

I don't know how long we walked, but the sky is getting darker and darker.

This is not like modern times, there are still street lights at night, in the dark mountain forest, on the dark side, you can't see your fingers, and from time to time you can even see a pair of twinkling lights flickering, making weird screams.

If it were an ordinary person, even if there were no ghosts, he would be sick from fright.

Zhao Ke was tired from walking, so he took a rest, sat on a rock, took out a ginseng extract and gnawed it in his mouth, making a crackling sound.