Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"boom!"

At this time, there was a muffled sound.

The gate of the dead city began to vibrate violently.

"Open the door!"

Behind the gate, the sound came like a tsunami, so mighty and mighty that even the ghost general was startled.

I thought: "Why are there so many?"

Thinking of this, the ghost general couldn't help feeling a little worried.

I thought it was just an accident, maybe it was a road that never ends.

If there were more than a dozen wandering spirits rushing out, he would just turn a blind eye and suppress the matter.

But the current situation seems to be a little different from what he thought.

If this really caused many wandering souls to rush out, he would have to be held accountable by Hades for this matter.

Thinking of this, the ghost general felt his scalp tingle, and couldn't sit still anymore, turning into a black wind and rushing back to the city gate.

Take a look back from the city gate.

"hiss!"

A gust of cold air was sucked into the lungs, the eyeballs were about to pop out, and he turned around and slapped the ghost guard beside him on the head.

"You guys are sick in your mind, what are you still doing in a daze, ring the dragon bell for me, and quickly inform Yama of the Ten Temples, and send someone to suppress it!"

Under the city gate, dense numbers of wandering souls converged into a torrent, rushing towards the city gate below.

There are not eight thousand of these wandering spirits, but ten thousand.

If he really rushed out, his days of dominating here would be over.

After the ghost general finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the other side of the city gate, pointed at the ghost servants who were still crashing to death on the ground, and cursed: "Don't pretend to be dead, get up quickly, and hold the city gate against me!"

"what!"

A few ghosts did not expect that things would change so quickly.

They got up one after another and ran to the city gate.

"Wait, how can you do this!"

Liao Qiu was in a hurry, just had hope, how could it be broken like this, opened his arms, trying to stop the ghost messenger.

"Little brother, it's not that we are not authentic, life is difficult!"

The ghost messengers were also embarrassed.

After all, the money has been collected, so it’s okay if you can’t help, and you have to add insult to injury, which is a bit unethical.

But as they said, life is hard to do.

They are also on errands, and they usually receive some benefits, at most they don't make things difficult for those wandering ghosts.

As for this kind of thing, even if the higher-ups tell them to be bad people, they can't be good people.

"you!"

Liao Qiu glanced at the time, his chest was like a ball of fire, which was about to ignite him.

"Sorry bro!"

After a word of apology, a few ghost messengers stepped forward, took out the white sail and bad stick in their hands, and the two emitted a ball of black light, aiming at the door in front of them, aiming to seal the door.

Seeing this scene, Liao Qiu glared and rushed forward. Even if he had risked his life today, he would be here with his grandmother at worst.

"Liao Qiu!"

Seeing Liao Qiu's actions, one hand tightly clutched his arm.

Liao Qiu turned around and saw that it was his grandmother, who was still blocking him until now.

His face couldn't help but swelled red, as if he was about to explode, his head was covered with beads of sweat, his fists were clenched into balls, and they were crackling.

"Grandma, let me go, they and I..."

"Snapped!"

Before Liao Qiu finished speaking, he felt the burning pain in front of his eyes, and was stunned, only to see his grandmother's vicissitudes eyes, with white hair wet from tears.

The weather-beaten face was covered with tears, and the two deep-set eyes revealed anxiety and uneasiness.

Everything touched Liao Qiu's heart, and he slowly let go of his palms, with a choked voice, full of grievances and unwillingness, like a child who has done something wrong.

"grandmother……"

Maybe you don't understand, that sudden grievance is stuck in your throat, like a mute who has eaten Huang Lian's indescribable bitterness.

It was like a knife piercing deeply into my heart.

"Walk with me to the last step."

The old lady pulled Liao Qiu to sit down, and neither of them spoke again.

We cherish the last ray of time with each other even more.

"Grandma, in my next life, I will still be your grandson."

Liao Qiu looked at the slight white mist in the distance.

There is no difference between day and night, but the white mist is a sign that the sky has already dawned.

"Stinky boy, I'm not angry enough."

"No, I don't remember that the food you cook is delicious."

Although he doesn't know if there will be a next life, at least he wants to do a good job in this life, resisting the reluctance in his heart, holding grandma's hand silently, waiting for the last moment to come.

"Open the door!"

A vast wave of wandering souls crazily crashed against the gate.

The ghost general and his group of 'humans' watched with cold sweat on their foreheads.