Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Cooldown time: 8 hour

(Note: The blood escape technique needs to use one's own blood as the coordinates. The blood must be kept moist and fresh for as long as it exists. If the blood dries up, the coordinates will be invalid and the postal points will still be deducted.)

This stamp is a life-saving card prepared by Zhao Ke for himself, but there are many restrictions, for example, the transmission range is only 50 meters in diameter.

This distance is a little small for those who want to escape.

Secondly, fresh blood is needed as the coordinates, which is another restraint.

Of course, there is also an advantage, that is, it consumes less postal points, and after the healing ability is improved, it also greatly improves one's own survivability.

Of course, in the end, if it weren't for these two restrictions, Zhao Ke estimated that he might not be able to exchange for this kind of stamps with the postal points in his hand.

Retrieving the flying knife that had been thrown before, Zhao Ke quickly turned around and left while the other corpses were not chasing him.

However, just as Zhao Ke was about to leave, he saw a hand suddenly stretched out from the side room beside him, grabbing Zhao Ke's wrist!

Chapter 84 Meeting Feng San Again

"do not move!"

The black muzzle of the gun protruded from the crack of the door and pressed against Zhao Ke's chest.

"It's you!" Zhao Ke turned around, feeling a little surprised.

In the dark door, a familiar face appeared in front of Zhao Ke, a pale and frightening face, holding a gun in one hand, with trembling fingers, it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.

"Who are you!"

Feng San took a deep breath, slowly let go of Zhao Ke's wrist, and stared straight at Zhao Ke with his eyes, as if he was facing an enemy.

"Third son, how come you don't even recognize Uncle Sixi?" Zhao Ke slowly raised his hands, indicating that he was not threatening.

However, Feng San shook his head, looking at Zhao Ke's weather-beaten face, it was hard for him to believe that the man in front of him was the Orion Chen Sixi he was familiar with.

"You're not! Uncle Sixi is just a hunter, and he doesn't know the tricks you just did. Who are you? A human! A ghost! Or... an old fairy!"

Looking at Chen Sixi in front of him, Feng San was more suspicious, whether he was taken over by the old fairy, or was taken away by a ghost, otherwise there was no way to explain what he saw with his own eyes just now.

Zhao Ke didn't answer Feng San, but looked carefully at the room where Feng San was hiding, and when he saw the bloody hole in Feng San's abdomen, Zhao Ke frowned, and said: "Your injury is very serious, you won't last long if you go on like this. "

Feng San looked down at the wound on his abdomen, then pointed the muzzle of the gun at Zhao Ke's chest and said, "Don't talk nonsense, tell me, who are you?"

"I?"

Zhao Ke frowned, and said with a simple smile on his face, "Of course I am your Uncle Sixi."

"You...you...deceive...deceit."

Feng San's words became weaker the more he spoke, too much blood was lost, and waves of coldness made Feng San's legs go weak.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke gently pushed away the wound on his chest with his fingers, narrowed his eyes, and waved Feng San to the ground.

Feng San's eyes became more and more blurred, and he vaguely saw a strange smile on Zhao Ke's face, with an extra dagger in his hand, walking towards him step by step.

"right here?"

Goudan looked at the dark hole in front of him, he couldn't help hesitating, he looked at old man Zhou and said, "Are you sure you didn't lead the wrong way?"

"That's right, Wang Mincai's information clearly states that he also found this entrance by accident, just climb in, I will do what I say, and let my son recover first."

After the old man Zhou finished speaking, Zhou Fugui's face turned dark and he scolded, "I'm not your son!"

"Don't worry, haven't you entered yet? You go ahead and lead the way, and we will follow behind. Don't worry, as soon as we find Zhang Haiyang, we will let you father and son go immediately."

"you……"

The old man Zhou's face darkened. He knew that the other party was using him as a pathfinder and wanted to refuse, but he looked at his son, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, what you say is what you say."

"Don't worry, I will keep my word!" Goudan assured, patting his chest.

Seeing this, the old man Zhou gritted his teeth, turned around and walked in, Goudan looked back at Zhang Haiyang's wife, and said, "Xu Jiao, you are second."

"Me!" Xu Jiao was stunned.

"Yeah, we are risking our lives to help you. Of course you have to go ahead."

On Goudan's face, there was a look of course, but the threat in his eyes was self-evident. Seeing this, Xu Jiao could only bite the bullet and follow behind Old Man Zhou.

At the same time, at the other end, Feng San didn't know how long he had been in a coma before slowly waking up from his sleep. He raised his head and glanced at the wound on his abdomen that had been stitched up.

"Don't move, the wound has just been stitched."

Before Feng San sat up straight, he only heard Zhao Ke's voice from beside him.

After seeing Zhao Ke, Feng San's expression sank, and he motioned to touch the gun at hand, but when he touched it, he found that the gun was gone.

"How did you get here?"

Zhao Ke took out the kettle and handed it to Feng San, asking him to drink some water first.

After Feng San took the water, he took a few sips, but he didn't answer Zhao Ke's intention, but handed Feng San a small bag.

"This you are the one you forgot to be with me last time, here you are."

Seeing the small package that Zhao Ke handed over, Feng San took it over and looked at it, his face suddenly beamed with joy. Inside the package were the charms he had prepared.

It was all forgotten in Zhao Ke's hands last time, and this time it is considered to be returned to the original owner.

"Why are you helping me?"

"There are not so many reasons. I will help you. I also want to leave here as soon as possible. I want to find Zhang Haiyang, otherwise there will be big troubles in the village. Hey, maybe this winter will be difficult."

Ke Zhao heaved a long sigh, took out the cigarette stick and took two puffs. The flickering light of the cigarette pot shone on Zhao Ke's dark and thin face, making Feng San unable to understand what he was thinking.

"Is it that serious?"

Feng San couldn't believe it, but he was just Zhang Haiyang, how could he embarrass the villagers in the village.

"Safe production is now advocated. How long can a few lives in the village be concealed, even if they are not reported? Let's talk about an investigation team from the imperial capital. If there is no letter, there will be no letter.

The higher-ups will definitely come to investigate, several cadres in the village will be held accountable, plus the murder caused by that monster, it is estimated that a lot of work points will be deducted from the brigade this year, and there may not even be enough food stamps for the Chinese New Year. "

After hearing Zhao Ke's words, Feng San's expression flickered from blue to white. In fact, he knew better than anyone else that the so-called monster had something to do with his grandma.

"who are you?"

After a while of silence, Feng San asked.