Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Take off your clothes quickly.

The palms were gently placed on the belly and stroked.

Feel the traces of this little guy's fetal movement, which is naturally the best sedative.

"It turned out to be a dream!"

Leaning heavily against the wall, Jiali recalled the nightmare of last night, especially the moment when the sharp knife appeared.

Jiali couldn't help but a layer of cold sweat broke out all over her body.

I can't imagine what I would do if what happened last night happened.

For me, it was definitely no less than a nightmare.

"Fortunately, it was just a dream!"

"Buzz!"

At this time, the door was gently pushed open, which made Jiali suddenly startled.

"It's nothing! I heard your shout!"

It was Zhao Ke's voice.

Carrie took a deep breath to calm down her tense emotions.

"It's okay, I... I had a nightmare."

"Can I come in?"

Hearing Zhao Ke's voice, Jiali remembered that she had no bed clothes.

"wait a minutes!"

He hurriedly put on his clothes.

At this time Zhao Ke came in from the outside, holding a bowl of porridge and a stack of sunflower vegetables in his hand.

"Eat! Just woke up, eat something light."

A bowl of porridge, filled with a strong aroma of wheat, served with crisp and refreshing sunflower.

Jiali was far more depressed than depressed, and immediately relaxed a lot.

"Eat and rest first. I'll boil some hot water for you, and you can wipe off your sweat later."

Zhao Ke's meticulous behavior made Jiali's opinion of Zhao Ke improved a lot for a while.

"By the way, can you let me see your real face?"

"what?"

"I'm talking about what you look like under your mask!"

Zhao Ke had already walked to the door, and after hearing Jiali's words, he took off the human skin mask on his face.

"Sorry, my original face is a bit ugly, so..."

Zhao Ke felt a little embarrassed.

Jiali looked at Zhao Ke's uncoordinated face, as if every place had been repaired, it looked very unnatural.

After confirming that Zhao Ke's face was really free of scratches.

Carrie's heart also completely settled down.

Zhao Ke was about to step out the door when he suddenly thought of something and took out a set of clothes and a human skin mask from the stamp album.

"Later, after you finish eating, put these on."

While eating, Jiali looked at the mess left by Zhao Ke and nodded blankly.

Chef Wang, who has been on leave for a long time, is back.

But the business of the inn has plummeted.

Simply put, there are no customers.

Martial law started outside today, and soldiers in white robes continued to block the streets on horseback.

The guy in the store just popped his head out to take a look, but he was frightened half to death.

Human heads were hung on flagpoles.

There were men and women, and children and babies.

Blood dripping, do not know how many hanged.

The members of the four major families may have been bloodbathed.

Without the blessing of the ancestors, and most of the people with some strength and status in the family, they were all killed or beheaded during the grand sacrifice.

The incident happened suddenly, and they were not prepared for it at all.

It was like a sudden earthquake, which hit people without any mental preparation.

"Boss, they seem to be searching for something."

As soon as the man finished speaking, he heard a knock on the door outside.

Before the buddy could open the door, the door was kicked open.

Several white-clothed soldiers rushed in, overturned the table, and threw the bench away.

"Search, don't miss any corner, search carefully for me!"

"boss!"

The guy was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he hid in a corner trembling all over, almost falling to the ground.

Fortunately, at this time, a hand was pressed on the guy's shoulder.

The guy looked back and realized that it was the boss.

With a thin body, one hand was pressed on his shoulder, his eyes were staring at the guards in front of him, and his face was dark: "Don't panic!"

For a while the guy was a little confused.