Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Mommy's head, roll under the bed

Her eyes are still looking at me

Dad asked me to help him

we buried mama under the tree

Dad raised the axe.

Peel off my skin and make a doll. "

The more Zhao Ke listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

The lyrics are accompanied by a strong resentment, as if full of some kind of magic power, which makes people fall into the scene with the singing without knowing it.

As if personally feeling the bloody disaster.

But this illusion, with Zhao Ke's thought, was instantly wiped out.

The Bone View he cultivated is the supernatural power of the Buddhist school, and it is the best way to restrain this kind of demons and heretics. This kind of demagogic thing is useless to Zhao Ke.

"what!"

Seeing that Zhao Ke woke up from the hallucination so quickly, the five ghosts were also a little surprised.

The fifth child said in a low voice: "Don't provoke these little ghosts. They are all ghosts kept by the old man Yin Yang. There have been ghosts in all dynasties. Anyway, they all died miserably."

It turns out that because these dolls have not yet been enlightened and their wisdom has not yet been developed, after they died in vain, their resentment was even more surprising than that of adults.

Adding some of them, the death is indeed unjust.

Some were directly aborted, some were killed by people, and some were killed by domestic animals.

There are also some girls who were born in the Qing Dynasty, and their eyes have not been opened yet. When they saw that they were girls, they were drowned alive by adults.

So these dolls have too much resentment and become ghosts, killing people.

In the end, they were all taken in by the old yin and yang. There are some fierce ghosts, and even the five ghosts have to hide away when they see them.

This kind of ghost, a ghost that has not yet been enlightened, will not even be accepted by the underworld.

That is to say, the yin and yang old man is willing to take them in only after he has a good thought.

According to the old man Yin Yang, these ghosts are the poor people.

After Zhao Ke heard what Old Fifth said, he couldn't help being very curious about the identity of the old man.

Thinking about it carefully, this old man is not only able to subdue ghosts, but also travels between yin and yang, and more importantly, he is able to travel through the horror space and reality.

You know, this is something that even the master in his own crotch can't do.

Zhao Ke stuffed a meat bun into Lao Wu's hand calmly, and asked him about the old man Yin Yang.

Among the five ghosts, although the fifth child is suspected of having broken sleeves.

But definitely an honest man.

Zhao Ke was more than happy to chat with honest people like Lao Wu.

"I don't know! When I died, it was in the late Qing Dynasty. When the boss died, it was in the Yuan Dynasty. He doesn't even know, let alone me."

The old fifth's answer left Zhao Ke speechless for a while.

These five are really a group of old ghosts.

"Ring ring ring ring..."

I saw step by step walking in front of Zhao Ke and the others, a big callused hand lightly swiped, and pushed a group of little ghosts sticking out their heads back into their backpacks.

Looking up again, an old man appeared in front of Zhao Ke and his party at some point on the empty donkey's back.

Close your eyes and rest your mind, with white hair.

But no matter from which angle you look at it, you can feel that the eyes of the old man looking at him seem to be on him all the time.

"Let's go!"

Among the five ghosts, the eldest took out a coin from his pocket and handed it to the old man.

The old man opened his eyes slightly, and took out a small pavilion from his cloth bag.

The pavilion has seven floors and looks like a completely scaled-down wooden model.

But whether it is the windows, the doors, or even the tableware and furnishings in the houses inside the pavilion, they are completely vivid and indistinguishable from the real ones.

On the pavilion, men and women were like smoke, and some even poked their heads out to look around.

Pointing to the environment around the corridor to discuss.

"This is just a corner of the inn, it's more lively inside."

The five ghosts are already familiar with the Yin Yang Inn as if it were their own home. Before entering, they couldn't help explaining it to Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke just nodded, but his mind was on the other side. He quickly took out the watch from the stamp album, kept it in his hand, and adjusted the time on it.

Last time, in Guizhou, Zhao Ke blackmailed the Five Ghosts.

But I asked the old man personally and learned from him.

For those who do not belong to Yangjian, take the inn and come to Yangjian, only for one night, until the rooster crows, and the soul flies away.

If you take the inn in the underworld, you will be limited to one day, and when the night rises, you will fall into hell and will not be reborn.

Zhao Ke kept this concept of time firmly in his mind to prevent accidents.

Seeing that Zhao Ke and the five ghosts were getting ready, the old man waved the seven-story pavilion towards Zhao Ke and them.

Immediately, Zhao Ke's pupils tightened, and he couldn't tell whether he was getting smaller or the building was getting bigger. After a trance, when Zhao Ke came back to his senses, he was already standing in the building.

Chapter 410 Competition

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, and the noisy voices in his ears surged like a tide.

Zhao Ke had just entered, and his ears were still in a state of deafness. As soon as he got used to the environment, he was given a headache by this sound.

"Hey, I didn't get used to it for the first time. There are too many people here. There are ghosts and monsters. The gods come back occasionally. Let's go!"

Seeing that Zhao Ke hadn't recovered yet, the third child patted Zhao Ke on the shoulder and said.