Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"Stop going around in circles, speak quickly." Zhao Ke urged.

The four-eyed man lifted the glasses frame with his hand, and wanted to lie in Zhao Ke's ear, but Zhao Ke pushed him away impatiently, and said in a low voice, "It's just the two of us here, hurry up."

Seeing this, the four-eyed man said mysteriously: "I heard that an investigation team has come, and it was specially sent by the higher-ups, saying that they want to investigate minerals here."

"Exploration team!"

Zhao Ke frowned, vaguely feeling that there was something wrong with the investigation team, but he couldn't figure out what exactly it was for a while, but he could use the four-eyed man to help him find some news come out.

"Okay, you can come to me tomorrow night, but let's say it first, this hunting depends on luck, if you are unlucky, don't blame me if you don't meet it."

"No way, you are the best hunter in our village."

The four-eyed man would not flatter Chen Sixi like this normally, but at this time, he still had to flatter Chen Sixi.

After the four-eyed man left, Zhao Ke turned and opened the door and walked into the courtyard.

Looking at the messy grass in the yard, the animal skins, and the thick layer of dead leaves on the ground, it was just as Zhao Ke estimated, this Chen Sihai was indeed surprisingly lazy.

Not only was he extremely lazy, but he looked like he was still a loner, which made Zhao Ke feel a lot better. At least he didn't have to waste his words tonight, and he carefully prevented himself from being interrogated.

"Buzz!"

Pushing away the rooms, Zhao Ke swept the dust in front of his eyes with his hand, and smelled a pungent sour smell, lit the oil lamp and took a look, thinking: "It's more messy than a pig's nest, if I knew it, I might as well stay there It’s a bit colder in the temple, but at least it’s cleaner than this.”

After opening the doors and windows, Zhao Ke threw out all the moldy and smelly quilts and clothes, including the sheets and quilts, and simply threw them into the stove and burned them clean.

After working for a long time, the house was tidied up and barely livable, the bed was warmed up, and no quilt was needed. Zhao Ke lay down on it, half-closed his eyes, and began to think in his heart.

"What is that black shadow?"

Zhao Ke suspected that it might be other postmen, or that other postmen used it to test him. This possibility is relatively high.

But it cannot be ruled out that it might be something else. For example, even if the grandma Sanxian I saw today is not a postman, Zhao Ke has an intuition that the strength of this old lady may not be inferior to postmen like them, and it may even be strong. above them.

"If you have a chance, you might as well find a way to get close to her, maybe you can get some special stamps from her."

Zhao Ke thought about it, and he was a little tired. He didn't sleep well the night before he entered the horror space, and he stayed in the ruined temple for another day today. After meeting Zhao Ke, he squinted his eyes and fell asleep.

I'm afraid that only Zhao Ke can sleep so fast. I'm afraid that among the other postmen tonight, there are not many postmen who can sleep peacefully like Zhao Ke.

Of course, there was another reason why Zhao Ke dared to sleep so soundly. It was because when he was fast asleep, there would be Rem to help him watch the night. As long as someone approached, Rem would naturally remind him.

Zhao Ke slept comfortably this time, at least the kang was very warm, but just after dawn, Zhao Ke was awakened by a scream.

"Come on! Come on!!"

Hearing the screams outside, it seemed that he was not far away. Seeing this, Zhao Ke quickly got up from the bed, grabbed the shotgun on the bedside and walked out quickly.

Opening the courtyard door and going out to have a look, I saw that several villagers who had heard the news had already surrounded the outside. Before Zhao Ke walked over, he smelled a strong smell of blood. After pushing away the crowd, Zhao Ke's face His expression changed slightly.

I saw a person lying in the corner, no!Shouldn't it be a human being? Specifically, it's a mutilated corpse.

On the ground, the intestines and liver were taken out and scattered all over the ground, the arm was broken, and the bone spurs pierced directly from under the flesh.

After seeing the blurred picture of blood, some villagers rushed to the back and vomited.

Zhao Ke stepped forward, and after turning the corpse around, Zhao Ke stared at him, couldn't help but gasped, and said in surprise, "It's him!"

This person is none other than the village party secretary, the four-eyed man who came to look for him last night.

Judging from the distance from where he died here, he was not far from where he lived. Obviously, he was killed shortly after parting with him.

"Isn't this Wang Zhishu, this...how is this...vomit!"

The villagers slanted their faces and didn't dare to look any further. Someone immediately arranged to notify Wang Zhishu's family.

Some elderly people in the village even shook their heads regretfully and said, "Hey, Mincai is just a guy. He is a little stingy on weekdays, but he is still a nice person. I saw him helping Widow Li fetch water at the entrance of the village the day before yesterday."

A few younger villagers looked at each other and smiled when they heard the words. No one of Widow Li and Wang Mincai knew about the mess, that is, the old man didn't see it.

"strangeness?"

Zhao Ke ignored the discussions of the surrounding villagers, but carefully inspected Wang Mincai's body and looked at the blood on the ground. Although it seemed to be a lot, there was actually not much.

According to Wang Mincai's death, the blood should be far more than this. The blood on the ground looks at least half of the difference from his injury. What about the rest of the blood?

"Ahhhhh!!"

Just when Zhao Ke was puzzled, there was another scream from a distance. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and immediately rushed over. Zhao Ke followed behind and rushed in the direction of the sound. She stared, never expecting that she was actually dead!

Chapter 68 Curse Kill

A female corpse fell on the ground, her face had turned black and blue, her two eyeballs seemed to protrude from their sockets, and her blue-gray tongue stuck out from her mouth, looking extremely ferocious.

When several children saw it, they were so frightened that they cried. Even adults felt terrified when they saw this face, and all retreated to the back, not daring to go forward.

This woman is none other than one of the people I suspected of being a postman yesterday, but I didn't expect that she would die after only one night.

Zhao Ke walked into the room, scanned left and right, and found that there was no trace of a fight in the room. What was even more strange was that the throat of the female corpse was scratched and bruised, and some flesh was scratched, and the blood was almost on the collar. It was penetrated.

And the broken flesh and dried blood left on the woman's nails are enough to prove that the wound on the throat was scratched by the woman herself before she died, and it should be the result of desperate struggle.

Zhao Ke stepped forward and touched the woman's throat with his hand, and couldn't help raising his brows. The bones in the woman's throat had been broken, and where there were no scratch marks, a purple-blue strangle mark could be seen, which was obviously caused by someone. strangled with a rope.

"Why didn't she resist??"

Zhao Ke walked around the room carefully, not only did not find any clues, but he became even more puzzled.

If according to my previous guess, this woman is indeed a postman, then with the ability of the postman, it is impossible for her to be killed silently like this.

Looking at her death, it seemed that she had struggled as hard as she could before she died, but the strange thing was that there was no trace of fighting in the room at all.

With the ability of a postman, unless he is a newcomer who has just passed the internship period, it is impossible to be killed so easily.

unless……

Zhao Ke thought of another conjecture, but Zhao Ke couldn't confirm this idea for the time being, so he could only keep it in his heart.

"Jingle Bell……"

At this moment, Zhao Ke's ears twitched, his heart became vigilant, he quickly stood up, looked outside, and saw the fairy aunt walking towards yesterday surrounded by people.

"Grandma Xiangu, take a quick look. Two people died in just one night. Is this... a haunting?"

After a villager said this, the old lady turned her head sharply and said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense, our village is protected by the old fairy, how dare those ghosts come here."

"Yes, yes, but right now, two people are dead. Look, what should we do? I heard that the people from the special inspection team are coming soon, and the village chief is still trying to delay it.