Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"How could it be? I'm still far behind. I'll learn more from my sister in the future."

"fool!"

As soon as Mo Ju finished speaking, a pair of golden scissors appeared in his hand, and he stabbed the servant girl's throat fiercely.

"Hey!"

The golden scissors were instantly stained red by the gushing blood.

Mo Ju pulled out the scissors, pulled out the scissors with tissue paper, wiped the scissors gently, and threw them on the ground.

With disdainful eyes, she looked at this woman who joined the Red Smoke House at the same time as her, and shook her head, "Ruyan is as smart as you, but now, she can only be used as a flower pot."

"Guest officer, walk slowly!"

On the other side, Zhao Ke stepped out of a synthetic scroll store, and felt that the road was light when he walked.

Disposing of the rubbish in his hands, Zhao Ke's harvest this time can be described as rich.

Of course, this is just Zhao Ke's first gift to those who wanted him.

There is another gift, in reality, Zhao Ke will prepare a big gift for them, making them unforgettable for life.

Zhao Ke estimated that it was almost the same, so he chose to return to reality.

Although Lei Ke didn't contact him, since he knew that he should not be implicated, Zhao Ke let go of his worries.

Besides, this time the harvest is rich, I have to go back and digest it well.

However, not long after Zhao Ke returned to reality.

A piece of news exploded in the ghost market in an instant.

To be more specific, it should be the ghost city's Divination Association that has completely blown the pot.

In the Divination Association, a group of postmen from the divination department gathered together, intending to jointly protest and refuse to divination any more information about the ginseng postmen.

A fortune teller stood up angrily, slapped the table and scolded: "Damn it, let me touch it with my hands! It's so disgusting to me."

"You're not bad, relying on the sense of touch to connect to the medium, you know, how miserable is a person like me who triggers the medium with the sense of smell, that guy, taking a pee makes me sick!"

After a divination postman finished speaking, he burst into tears, which was indescribable. When he held the bottle of urine in his hand and sniffed it carefully, his life was like death.

"That's right, there's also the stinky socks sent by the boutique. My God, did that guy fall into the pigsty? I'd rather divination a pig than touch those socks."

Seeing the fierce quarrel in the divination association, only one postman lowered his head silently and remained silent.

"Huh? Why don't you talk?"

Someone saw that he was silent and couldn't help asking.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, the surrounding noises instantly quieted down.

Someone quickly pulled the questioning companion and whispered: "Don't bother him, his trigger method is... taste!"

Chapter 406 The Lantern Festival

The protest of the Divination Association obviously had no effect.

First of all, the divination postman is not powerful, but among all the postmen, it is definitely the most expensive ability.

There is no way, divination is something that either burns money or burns your own life.

As a postman, of course I would choose the former.

Without enough post points, they're a bunch of useless people.

As for the terrifying consumption of postal points, the harvest in the terrifying space alone is not enough.

This requires additional ways to make money.

How to make money?

Of course it is to join the Divination Association.

As long as you join the divination association, you can get very sufficient financial assistance.

So where did the funding for the aid come from?

Naturally, it is from the major shops in the ghost market. The postal points invested by these shops in the Divination Association, the sum of the numbers is definitely a fortune that you can't imagine.

Therefore, the fortunes of these fortune-telling postmen are basically controlled by the huge and complicated chambers of commerce in the ghost market.

Even, to put it bluntly, the major shareholders of the Divination Association are these chambers of commerce.

Just like that sentence, money!Really omnipotent.

Money can make ghosts turn the millstone, otherwise, how could the ghost market be called a ghost.

So since the gold master had spoken, he was determined to get the dream gem from Zhao Ke.

What to do, these divination postmen can only grit their teeth and endure it, and do it with a scalp.

Can't afford to offend those gold masters behind.

They could only transfer all their anger to the ginseng postman.

Prepare to perform a complicated divination ceremony to find Zhao Ke.

It's just that when these fortune-telling postmen prepared for a large-scale ceremony, it turned out that all the fortune-telling postmen almost vomited blood.

After spending a lot of money, the answer I got was: "A dog."

"Wang! Wang!"

Before dawn, outside the community, there was a burst of rapid dog barking from time to time.

It made the owners of the community upset for a while.

Although there are occasional stray dogs around the community, who knows what happened today. These stray dogs barked like crazy for most of the night.

Of course, for the residents of the community, this is just a trivial episode, and no one cares about it except for a few complaints.

It did not disrupt the daily life of these residents.

"tired!"

The community security guard stretched his waist, took a sip of water with a tired face, looked back, and saw a young man walking back from the outside carrying something.