Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

At this juncture, there is such a big murder case in our village, this... Our brigade produces high-quality red flags, and I am afraid that it will be robbed by the neighboring villages. "

The old lady ignored the nonsense of these villagers, walked into the house, looked at the corpses on the ground, her wrinkled face became serious, and whispered to the young man next to her: "Go and look around the house, there are What's the difference?"

"it is good!"

The young man nodded quickly and walked out quickly.

At this time, the old lady looked at Zhao Ke with cloudy eyes, and looked Zhao Ke up and down. Zhao Ke's heart tightened, knowing that this old lady was not a simple person, so he stepped forward bravely, and said respectfully: "Three Grandma Xiangu, look at this..."

Zhao Ke didn't finish his sentence, but was interrupted by the old lady waving her hand, motioning him to stop talking, but asked: "Wang Mincai went to see you last night?"

Hearing this, Zhao Ke's expression changed, and he felt that the old lady's eyes were staring at him, as if stabbing him with a sharp knife, making Zhao Ke feel chills all over his body, as if she had seen through everything.

A drop of cold sweat fell down Zhao Ke's forehead, but fortunately Zhao Ke recovered quickly, and nodded with pretended panic on his face, "Yes, Wang Zhishu came to me last night and said he wanted me to hunt a silly roe deer in the mountains and come back. But he died early this morning! Grandma Xiangu, this matter is really none of my business!"

Zhao Ke's words were not pretending. In fact, Zhao Ke really didn't know what happened that night. The only thing that made Zhao Ke suspicious was the vague shadow last night.

Wang Mincai's death might have something to do with some black shadow, but Zhao Ke didn't bring it up because it's okay if he doesn't say it, but it's even more unclear if he does.

"I know that the one who killed Wang Mincai doesn't seem to be someone who did it."

The old lady nodded, she didn't seem to have any doubts about Zhao Ke in this matter, Zhao Ke's face was relieved, but he became more vigilant in his heart.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke's heart moved, and he quickly sensed another meaning from the old lady's words, and he couldn't help saying in surprise: "Grandma Xiangu, Wang Min was not killed by someone, so what do you mean..."

Zhao Ke didn't finish his sentence, leaving a tail, which actually had two meanings. In the eyes of outsiders, Zhao Ke was surprised that Wang Min was not killed by someone, so what killed him?

But there is another meaning to this sentence, that is, Wang Min was not killed by someone. Could it be that the woman in front of me was killed by someone?

"Sixi, you usually don't talk much, but you understand better than anyone else in your heart. Just wait."

After hearing the words, the old lady sized up Zhao Ke with squinting eyes, then stood aside and waited with her eyes closed, as if she was still waiting for some news.

Seeing this, a bright light flashed in Zhao Ke's eyes, he didn't speak any more, he pulled out Chen Sixi's big eye bag from behind, squatted on the steps outside, and pulled it up.

This Chen Sixi was the forest ranger of the village. From the conversation with Wang Mincai last night, Zhao Ke could tell that he was a good hunter in the village.

And, both in his attire, and in the untidy state of his home, it was evident that the man was a bachelor, slovenly, and indolent.

However, there are two things about him that are very distinctive. The first is the shotgun. From the moment he got the shotgun, Zhao Ke noticed that the shotgun was kept very clean. Obviously Chen Sixi is a gun lover.

The second characteristic is the big cigarette stick that Chen Sixi usually hangs on his waist.

The pipe of the smoke pot is made of wood, but the cigarette holder is obviously a jade cigarette holder with a good head. Even in this era, ordinary people don't care too much about jade, but it takes a lot of thought to want a jade cigarette holder.

With Chen Sixi's withered forefinger and Chen Sixi's withered forefinger, he could not leave the cigarette with him, and he looked like an old smoker.

Zhao Ke knew that in order not to be doubted by others, he had to put on Chen Sixi's lazy appearance. He could not lose either of these two characteristics, at least in front of others, he had to show them from time to time.

"Zizzizi!"

After pressing the shredded tobacco in the smoke pot, Zhao Ke took a light puff, the spicy taste almost made Zhao Ke choke out.

Fortunately, Zhao Ke quickly transferred all the senses of taste, smell and taste to Lei Mu, which prevented the scene from being exposed.

"hiss!"

Zhao Ke took a long breath according to the way of smoking, and felt the strength of the smoke was too strong, so he had to close his eyes to wait for the strength of the smoke to subside.

But in the eyes of outsiders, Chen Sixi's appearance is completely the same as before.

"grandmother!"

Not long after, I saw the young man who had gone out before come back and said to the old lady: "Grandma, I walked around the house, and there was a dead cat hanging behind the house, as if it had been hanged." On a branch, hanged."

After hearing this sentence, the old lady frowned, opened her slightly closed eyes, and said in a low voice: "Sure enough."

"Grandma Xiangu, could it be that this woman was really killed?"

The young man was a little puzzled, looking at the corpse on the ground, wondering what her death had to do with the dead cat, and asked curiously.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke and other villagers couldn't help pricking up their ears, wanting to get an explanation.

"The so-called Qimen Dunjia, Yin-Yang Array Curse, this girl was probably killed by a curse, I don't know how the murderer got a medium on her body, used the cat as a substitute, cast a curse to strangle the cat, and all this The girl also died together, committing crimes."

The old lady said that her face was a little ugly, and she thought to herself: "How come there are still people who know this kind of evil curse? Could it be someone from Maoshan?"

Zhao Ke squatted aside, and after hearing what the old lady said, he thought more about stamps.

You must know that the ability of stamps is not simple. It makes you stronger. Zhao Ke has seen on the exchange list that all kinds of weird and evil stamps involve the invisible ability to kill people.

Even though it was different from the one in front of him, Zhao Ke believed that the person who killed this woman was probably also a postman, and he was hiding it very deeply.

"Bullshit!"

However, at this moment, there was a sudden stern reprimand from outside the door, which interrupted everyone's thoughts. When everyone looked back, they saw a group of people rushing in with a small red book in their hands.

Pointing his finger at the old lady's nose, he said sharply, "Now that you've beaten all monsters and monsters, how dare you spread feudal ideas here!"

Chapter 69 Silly Roe Deer

The young man was wearing a black student uniform, and his childish face seemed to be filled with enthusiasm and excitement. He was holding a red book, standing in front of the old lady, speaking righteously, and what he said was drooling.

He was about to swallow the old lady alive, but before he finished speaking, the young man next to the old lady suddenly reached out and grabbed the wrist of the student in front of Nian.

There was a "click", which seemed to be the abnormal sound of bones dislocating, which instantly made the student's face turn pale, and he completely choked on the words from the bottom of his heart.

"what!!"

With a scream like a slaughtered pig, the student who was as proud as a big rooster just now withered away in an instant.

"Fuck you, what are you doing stupidly!"

Seeing the student squatting on the ground with his palms in his arms, the young man couldn't help but cast a deep contemptuous look, and turned to his side. The old lady said, "Grandma, let's go back first."

"Ok!"

The old lady didn't seem to want to stay here any longer, so she nodded and walked out. When she reached the door, she didn't forget to look back at Ke Zhao, who was squatting on the steps and smoking a cigarette.

"Sixi, the village is not peaceful recently. Tell the village chief to ask people to lock the doors and windows at night, and at least two people should go out at night when they go out."

After the old lady finished speaking, Zhao Ke didn't say anything, but just nodded to show that he understood.

As soon as the old lady, grandmother and grandson left, they saw the village head rushing over with a group of people.

Zhao Ke took a look. The village chief was wearing a dog fur hat and a sheepskin jacket. Don't look badly dressed, but in this corner of the Northeast Mountain, no one else would envy this outfit. Why, it's warm ah.

As for the village chief, there were three people following him, a middle-aged man with his head parted vertically, who looked in his 40s, and a man and a woman, but they were not students.