Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Look again.

Guest Zhao has already left.

Seeing this, Sambar threw the big bluestone heavily on the so-called practice platform with resentful eyes.

"Curse you! Curse you! Curse you! Draw a circle and curse you..."

Sambar swore silently in his heart that he would survive this bastard, and one day he would be too old to walk.

I just pushed the wheelchair, let him look at me, and occupied his property. When the time came, I would hold a ginseng in my left hand and hold another ginseng in my right hand.

Under his resentful eyes, I must chew and eat slowly, not leaving a single leaf for him.

Thinking of this, Sambar's eyes shone with hope.

I imagine that when that day comes, I can spread my arms high and embrace the earth and air.

"Mine, mine, all mine!"

Sambar looked up at the sky above his head, as if he had already seen that day come.

On the other side, after Zhao Ke came out of Daxia Dingli, it was almost time.

Although it is not a business seat.

But the first class seat is not bad.

At least it won't be crowded, allowing your legs to have room to spread out.

For people traveling long distances, first-class seats are absolutely indispensable.

After getting in the car, Zhao Ke took out the ancient book that Liao Qiu's grandmother had given him before from the postal album, and began to carefully flip through the pages.

This ancient book looks like it has been around for a long time.

When Zhao Ke turned the pages, he had to be very careful, for fear of accidentally tearing the book.

It records a lot of deeds about Taoist cultivation.

There is no exercise, no special introduction, just a narrative like a story, recording some insights and stories of a certain Taoist before his ascension.

But Zhao Ke still watched with gusto.

After carefully reading one or two stories, Zhao Ke discovered that in all the orthodoxy in China, death seems to be the only way to attain enlightenment.

Not just enlightenment.

There are many interesting stories mentioned in it.

For example, saints and celebrities in all dynasties have all been conferred saints after death.

It is mentioned here that when a person is alive, there is no way to become a god or become a Taoist.

There is also a comment at the back, which is very interesting.

Saints are saints because they are infallible.

But people make mistakes in life.

So there are no mistakes, only the dead.

Zhao Ke thought for a while, took out a pen, and added a sentence below: "A typical representative, Guan Yu."

Zhao Ke silently looked at the book in his hand.

At this time, Zhao Ke frowned slightly when he heard a familiar voice from the seat behind him.

You don't need to look back, you can see that he is a middle-aged man with a handsome face.

He had a lean crew cut, was wearing a neat suit, and was carrying a suitcase in his hand.

Exquisite attire, if you don't look carefully, you may mistakenly think that this person is not yet thirty.

The middle-aged man was chatting with the girl sitting in the outer seat at this time.

It seemed that the middle-aged man didn't want to sit near the window.

"You are a girl, girls should take a look at the scenery outside, it will make you more attractive.

Of course I want to ride with an attractive girl so that I can wake up laughing at night. "

The humorous rhetoric, coupled with the shrewd and capable image, and the charm of a mature man obviously made this inexperienced little girl blush.

It's just that this middle-aged man who looks like a young man is not an ordinary person.

Zhao Ke was very surprised, and thought: "Coincidentally, how could it be him?"

Silently closing the book in his hand, Zhao Ke pretended to stretch, and slowly stood up to look back.

His gaze met the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man also seemed to recognize Zhao Ke, but he just nodded politely, without showing any strangeness.

If it wasn't for Zhao Ke's keen sense of smell, he could smell a trace of panic on his body, I'm afraid he would really be deceived by this guy again.

Chapter 582 This is a murder case

In fact, it is really a coincidence to meet here.

Not long ago, I saw news about his arrest on TV.

Unexpectedly, he would dare to do high-speed rail so blatantly?

It was even unexpected that the two would sit so close.

At this time, Zhao Ke had a bright smile on his face, and he wanted to ask Zhang Ziyang in front of him, whether he was surprised or not, and whether he was surprised or not.

"Hello there!"

Zhao Ke said hello politely.

"it is good!"

Zhang Ziyang smiled politely, the unnaturalness of being greeted suddenly by a stranger was really vivid.

If Zhao Ke is not 100% sure, this guy is Zhang Ziyang.

And the meaning of smelling the little fear that he instinctively emanates from himself.