Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"Female branch, courtyard?"

Seeing the shopkeeper's expression, Zhao Ke understood, and his eyes lit up. He was not interested in the nunnery, but just found it very novel. After all, nunnery is rare in reality, let alone open in nunnery. Such a thing as a brothel.

"Hey! If you have something to eat, serve it quickly, and bring a pot of wine."

While Zhao Ke was talking with the shopkeeper, he saw a group of people coming in from the outside, and he could tell by looking at them that they were all street gangsters who did not work seriously.

Zhao Ke didn't care at first, and was about to get up and go to the Xiangshan Temple mentioned by the shopkeeper, but just two steps away, Zhao Ke suddenly stopped, and slightly raised his nose, a very familiar smell made Zhao Ke frowned , his eyes re-examined on these bastards.

Looking around from the corner of the eye, I saw a young man in his early thirties sitting in the middle of this group of gangsters.

The most important thing is that this person has a very faint fishy smell, which is exactly the same as that of Xiong Er and the old lady.

Zhao Ke sat at the side calmly, only to hear the other party lower his voice, pull a few gangsters and whisper: "My news is absolutely unmistakable, that family lives on the mountain in the east, one old and one young are two Personally, my ancestors were officials and made a fortune, and I heard that they have hidden a lot of valuable treasures..."

The gangsters' eyes widened when they heard this, they looked at me and you, and couldn't help but become active.

"Then..." One person opened his mouth and wanted to ask in detail, but the young man pressed his hand down, signaling that the people around him were distracted, so it was inconvenient to say more.

Seeing this, several hooligans took it seriously, and hurriedly urged the servant to serve the food quickly.

"It's really you!"

Zhao Ke was confronted by several people. After hearing the young man's words, he already understood the identity of the young man. Just as he had guessed before, someone was deliberately spreading news to lure people to the mountain to die.

Coupled with the familiar smell on the other party's body and the other party's identity, Zhao Ke had already made up his mind, narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up and went straight to the kitchen behind.

"Hurry up! Why are the dishes served so slowly?"

After a while, no food was served, and the gangsters sitting on the table couldn't help urging, but they soon smelled a very special smell. They couldn't tell what it was, but the taste was very special. Don't worry. Talking about a few bastards, even the shopkeeper couldn't help swallowing, and tiptoed to look at the back kitchen.

"coming!"

As soon as the back kitchen door was opened, Zhao Ke came out with a pot of boiled broth, and put it in front of the gangsters. The soup in the pot was golden yellow, and the meat inside was bright red. , sprinkled with a pinch of chopped green onion on top.

Not to mention a few gangsters, even the shopkeeper was drooling after him.

"Fragrant."

Seeing this, the gangsters were not polite, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and began to eat big mouthfuls. The meat melted in the mouth and was as soft as fermented bean curd in the mouth. When they bit their teeth, the thick bone marrow was squeezed out along the bone seam. It makes people want to swallow the bones together.

The faces of several people were so greasy that they even scrambled for the soup, and they ate up the pot of meat in the blink of an eye.

"Dude, what kind of meat is this, why is it so fragrant? Is there any more? Have another pot."

Someone smashed it, smashed it, and felt that the food was not satisfying, so they couldn't help calling the buddy to ask.

"This……"

The young servant couldn't help but look embarrassed, shook his head and said: "Guys, this dish is not made by our chef, but by a guest who lives in the restaurant. The guest said that this meat was passed by Dongshan a few days ago and he saw it. When I went to a house, I didn’t know who killed two bears. He felt that the meat was a pity, so he cut some and brought it down. This is bear meat, how can we have..."

"Boom!"

After the little servant finished speaking, the young man sitting on the table suddenly turned pale, his eyes were fixed on the pile of bones on the table in front of him, his lips turned purple, he stood up abruptly, and screamed: "Mother! Brother! !"

As soon as the words fell, the young man rolled his eyes and fell to the ground and passed out.

Chapter 12 You Found It

Zhao Ke didn't know what happened in the inn, but he still heard the miserable scream.

But for Xiong Da, Zhao Ke has lost interest, but thinking about it, when Xiong Da knows that the pot of bear meat he ate, how much stimulation will it give him, will he be driven crazy by the stimulation?

Thinking of Zhao Ke, he felt a little sense of anticipation.

According to the innkeeper's words, Zhao Ke left the city and went to the Xiangshan Nunnery on the north slope. Zhao Ke asked a little while on the way, and saw a passer-by with a knowing smile, pointing the way for Zhao Ke.

Walking up the mountain road, a temple gate soon appeared in front of Zhao Ke, but it was completely different from what Zhao Ke had imagined.

Originally, I heard what the innkeeper meant, this Xiangshan nunnery is a romantic place, even if it is not hung with all kinds of colorful lanterns like in the TV series, at least there should be a few girls standing outside to receive guests.

However, what is in front of him is completely different from what Zhao Ke thought.

I saw an incense burner standing in front of the gate of the Pusu Temple, filled with smoke and clouds, and Zhao Ke could even hear the sound of chanting sutras inside.

Going forward, there is a Buddha statue with hands clasped together, solemn and precious, which is awe-inspiring.

"Could it be that the shopkeeper framed me?"

The temple in front of him and the glamorous place mentioned by the shopkeeper are completely inaccurate. Zhao Ke can't help wondering whether the shopkeeper is deliberately deceiving himself. Seeing this, Zhao Ke feels a little disappointed. He just wants to see how old the ancient brothel is. What a look, it turned out to be a waste of time.

"Is the donor here to offer incense?"

Just when Zhao Ke was about to turn around and leave, an old nun hurried forward to meet her. The old nun looked about fifty or so years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and she was holding a thick booklet in her right hand and a pen in her left hand. .

"Uh, so be it."

Being asked such a question by the old nun, Zhao Ke was a little embarrassed. He couldn't say that he was here for sex. If he really said that, Zhao Ke doubted whether he would be kicked out.

"Great kindness, the donor's house has a kind heart. This Xiangshan nunnery has been around for some years, and is planning to renovate it. The donor may wish to roll up a sum of money for sesame oil. In the future, the poor nun will light an ever-burning lamp for the donor in front of the Buddha."

Zhao Ke couldn't help but curled his lips and smiled when he heard the words, why did the words sound so familiar, as if the monks in some scenic spots said the same thing in reality, it was really the same.

Squeezing the back of his hand behind his back, he took out the remaining scraps of silver from the stamp album, no more, no less, about two or three. Even Zhao Ke himself despises such a small amount of broken silver.

If there is no accident, I plan to return to reality later. In reality, it is only this kind of broken silver, which is about a hundred dollars.

"Master, don't think too little, just take it as your own mind."

"It's good, it's good,"

The old nun took the silver and weighed it with her hands. It was estimated that it was more than three liang. Now the price of rice has risen to 40 yuan a bucket, and a cow is only three liang of silver. This money is enough for ordinary people to eat for the first half of the year.

Immediately, the old nun's face brightened with joy, his eyes almost narrowed, and without asking Zhao Ke's name, he quickly picked up a pen and wrote a few strokes on the roster.

"Benefactor, this way please."

Seeing the old nun's enthusiastic face, he waved his hand to invite Zhao Ke to go to the backyard. Zhao Ke originally wanted to refuse, but he couldn't hold back the old nun's enthusiasm. After thinking about it, he didn't lack this little time, so he just went in to have a look.

"Benefactor, stay here tonight."

The old nun led Zhao Ke into a wing room, Zhao Ke took a look, the room was not bad, obviously it was carefully decorated guest room.

"Aqiu!"

At this time, Zhao Ke raised his nose, and there was a scent of big orchids, Zhao Ke couldn't help but sneeze, and when he looked back, he saw a female monk walking in at some point.

The loose monk's robe, every time he took a step, the corners of the clothes would be rolled up, and half of his white thighs could be seen, but he was actually not wearing anything under the monk's robe.