Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The so-called variable lies in this child.

Whether Carrie is alive or not.

Even no matter what she wants to do, this child will be a great burden.

Therefore, when Zhao Ke saw Jiali, he didn't directly go up to try to complete this special task.

But fell into thinking.

"Hey, just follow this father-in-law first, be careful, and remember not to run around. There are some places here. Once you go in, you don't have to think about getting out."

Before Xing Tianling left, he whispered to Zhao Ke the rules of the palace.

Because of the special nature of the grand ceremony.

Therefore, most areas will be temporarily opened.

Not many guards.

But some forbidden places in the harem are absolutely forbidden.

If you are not careful, your head may have been chopped off before you recovered.

In fact, Zhao Ke is not interested in those so-called forbidden places.

Honestly followed the father-in-law in front of him to a small private courtyard behind.

Before he walked in, Zhao Ke could smell a strong smell of herbs from a distance.

Needless to say, I also know that this is a pharmacy.

"You are inconvenient, so you can dispense medicine here. Although it is not a fat job, it is still a leisurely time for Sheng. Just do your job with peace of mind."

The father-in-law had a sour face, with wicked eyebrows and mischievous eyes, and he didn't know how thick a layer of foundation was on his face.

It looked like they were on par with those paper figurines.

Of course it wouldn't be so kind.

It was Xing Tianling who gave him a sum of money and asked him to give Zhao Ke a place to relax.

Don't make any fuss about it, after this big sacrifice, take Zhao Ke to Xingtian's house.

Zhao Ke didn't speak a word along the way.

His mind was in a mess, and he knew that the next child in this woman's womb would definitely be a problem.

But what to do?

Zhao Ke was very troubled.

"Hey! I'm talking to you, you're deaf!"

At this time, the father-in-law saw that Zhao Ke didn't speak, and his face immediately became stinky.

He waved his hand and pushed Zhao Ke's shoulder.

However, although Zhao Ke is a lame man, he is not something this eunuch can push!

I saw that the other party pushed Zhao Ke's shoulder with one hand, but Zhao Ke remained motionless like a stone.

Looking up, I saw a cold light shining in Zhao Ke's pupils.

After the father-in-law in front of him was in a trance for a while, his eyes also became dull.

"I've changed my mind. Take me to a remote place."

The father-in-law was in a trance for a moment, nodded numbly, turned around and led Zhao Ke to another small door.

There seems to be the direction of the cafeteria.

"Woooooooo..."

Trumpets sounded at the four corners of the palace gate.

The gigantic horn, made from the tusks of some unknown beast, required six men to lift it.

Behind, a few burly men mustered up their breath and blew it down in one gulp, their faces flushed red.

The veins on his forehead were tense.

The sound of the ancient trumpet has a strong sense of vicissitudes.

It seemed that the moment the sound was blown, the entire royal city fell silent.

Seeing the inside of the palace, just like the outside, there is a huge altar.

The location corresponds to the altars around the palace.

Accompanied by a clanging sound.

I saw a dense crowd of prisoners, and they began to be escorted in one after another along the palace gate.

Among them were some captives from the same plane as Zhao Ke and the others.

In front of the huge square, I saw a huge cauldron being vigorously stirred by several old women, and the soup inside had turned from black at first to dark green.

While stirring, all kinds of weird poisonous insects were casually thrown into the pot.

After tumbling a few times in the crucible, the bodies of these poisonous insects were soon corroded.

"Zizzizi..."

I saw an old woman whose age could not be seen, took the spoon out of the pot, and the thick soup on it quickly corroded the golden spoon.

It turned into golden water and fell to the ground tick-tock.

Seeing this, the old woman saw a drop of soup on her little finger and shiny black nails, and slowly tasted it in her mouth, as if she was very satisfied with the soup she made.

In the stands, Pigui and his party sat in the corner.

His eyes looked in the direction of the palace from time to time.

Seeing the boiling cauldron below, several people looked a little unnatural.

"These things are not for them to drink. God, whoever asks me to drink this stuff, I might as well let me die."

It was Black Panther who spoke.