Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Special Ability: Rejuvenate

After activation, every 24 hours, consume 1 point to restore your muscle potential to its peak state.

For Old Man Li, the ability of this special stamp is simply tailored. Looking at the remaining postal points of Old Man Li, sure enough, there are only 8 postal points left.

With this postage point, old man Li has to use his other postage stamps in preparation for emergencies, so he can only temporarily stop activating the ability to rejuvenate.

This is why, after seeing old man Li, I felt that he had aged more than ten years.

The ability of this stamp looks pretty good, but to Ke Zhao, it is completely useless. After continuing to search through old man Li's stamp album, Ke Zhao couldn't help but feel a little headache.

It's too complicated and messy, and most importantly, many abilities are completely useless to him. Looking at the little postage left by this old guy, Zhao Ke also finds it boring.

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that there was an ordinary postage stamp in the lower left corner of Old Man Li's stamp album.

Definitive Stamps: Ketaijin Multipurpose Stick

This multi-purpose stick combines extension, field fire, hook line, and other functions. The material used by the maker is Ketai metal, which is unique to the horror space.

Zhao Ke carefully read the remarks, this black stick impressed Zhao Ke very much, it seemed inconspicuous, but it concealed many unexpected functions.

This metal rod was obviously tailor-made by Old Man Li.

"That's it."

Zhao Ke has a good impression of this stick. He is not short of stamps now. With this multi-functional long stick, he will save a lot of space in his stamp album.

After drawing this stamp, Zhao Ke certainly did not forget to search the bodies of the two people from beginning to end.

"Hey! Why is this person like this?"

The townsfolk who were hiding in the corner in the distance put their heads up and looked this way, only to see Zhao Ke stripping the clothes off the two corpses, and couldn't help feeling a chill.

"This is such a big hatred. Death is the most important thing. Even clothes are taken off. Hurry up and report to the authorities."

"Look, that old man took off his pants, what a crime."

The surrounding discussion was getting louder and louder, but Zhao Ke ignored it, stood up, looked at the two corpses stripped naked by himself, and said in his heart: "It seems that not everyone can use such materials as Yinxuecui. some."

Thinking that he had missed so many corpses, Zhao Ke felt regretful, looked at the time, it was getting late, looked down at the two corpses, and kicked them flying out.

Save yourself from falling ill again, and the corpse disappeared for no reason.

Back at the Shoucai Shop, Zhao Ke saw that Chu Sandian and Cuilan had been repaired. He had to say that the craftsmanship of craftsmen in this era is really amazing.

After the two paper figurines were repaired, they stood in the shadows. At first glance, they were really like living people, alive and full of vitality, unlike the paper figurines in reality, which looked so rigid and flimsy.

According to Zhao Ke's request, Chu Sandian's nose was repaired, and his body was specially made to be tall and strong. Of course, Zhao Ke did not forget to check the places where Chu Sandian most strongly requested.

After looking at it, the craftsman is still very imaginative about these, and it is actually the shape of a mace.

As for Cuilan, Zhao Ke only had three requirements: big breasts, thin waist, and big buttocks. Obviously, the paper craftsman not only met Zhao Ke's requirements, but also painted Cuilan's face again, making her even more beautiful than before.

"hey-hey."

Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help feeling a little evil in his heart, picked up a pen and wrote the word "husband and wife" on the arms of the two paper figurines.

"Master Epilepsy, your mace, I even prepared the cover for you, don't scold me for being mean."

Zhao Ke squeezed Chu Sandian's nose, took the two paper figurines away, turned around, found a place where no one was around, and burned the two paper figurines together.

After finishing everything, Zhao Ke chose to return to reality. Although there were still nearly nine days left, Zhao Ke really didn't want to continue wandering around.

Too tired, this horror space made Zhao Ke feel more physically and mentally exhausted than last time, he just wants to return to reality right away, lie in the coffin and have a good sleep.

Zhao Ke thought silently in his heart that after his return, his figure would quickly become transparent under the sunlight, turning into nothingness little by little until it disappeared completely.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

The sound of a strong heartbeat was like an alarm clock that had been set early. As the heartbeat accelerated, the sleeping muscles began to wake up again.

A pair of eyes slowly opened in the darkness, and he stretched out his hand to push, "Buzz!" The black coffin lid was gently pushed open, and a faint ray of light shone in.

"Hey……"

Zhao Ke stretched his hands, rubbed his eyes, and felt as if he had come back to life.

After returning from the horror space, he found that he was lying in the coffin, and he didn't get up at all, so he continued to sleep in the coffin.

The dead and dark environment did not make Zhao Ke feel afraid, on the contrary, he was very used to this completely dark environment. Every time he fell asleep, he would fantasize in his mind, as if he had returned to the embryo, relaxing a little bit in the darkness, until complete sleep.

This method is the suggestive hypnosis that Wang Na taught himself. Zhao Ke thought to himself: "If it wasn't for the appearance of the horror space, I believe this method, maybe I can really heal myself."

In the horror space, I can't guarantee sleep, and my mind has been highly concentrated and tense. If I relax a little, I may be conscious of several other personalities in my body.

However, although these personalities are annoying, they will not do too much. At least they will not hurt themselves. However, for Zhao Ke, each of these personalities represents a burden.

Rubbing his head, Zhao Ke sat up from the coffin and looked at the time. It was already some time before 12 o'clock in the night. Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but stare at the dressing table and the postal package, with a bit of anticipation in his eyes , stepped forward and opened the package.

Chapter 45 The Great Harvest

The moment Zhao Ke touched the package lightly with his finger, the stamp with the carousel horse on it quickly turned into ashes, turned into a wisp of black smoke and entered his stamp album, and at the same time added 9 postal points to himself .

At the same time, a cold reminder sounded in Zhao Ke's ear: "You have accumulated more than 60 postal points, and your authority has been enhanced. You can enter the ghost market through the postal album and conduct transactions."

"Ghost City!" Zhao Ke's eyes flashed.

In reality, there are also ghost markets, or a kind of shady flea market, which often only open in the early hours of the night and close around 5 am.

In this kind of market, everything is sold in a mess, and the source of the items is not clear at all. Many people have found some rare things in it, but many people have been fooled in it.

"I don't know what the postmen's ghost market will look like." Zhao Ke couldn't help feeling a little bit of anticipation in his heart, and then he quickly started to prepare to open the package in front of him to see what he would get this time.

With the experience of the last time, this time Zhao Ke unpacked the package with ease, and tore open the outer packaging. Just like last time, it was a boxy urn.

It's just that this time the four corners of the box are not depicted with four small snakes, but a few roses. Zhao Ke gently touched the edge of the box with his fingers, every corner, every carving, without missing a single detail.

"Perfect!"

The box in front of him, no matter the carving or the lacquer, is impeccable in every detail in Zhao Ke's eyes. The rose carved on it is tangible and expressive. This kind of demeanor cannot be processed by machines.

"Does the post office buy urns?"

Zhao Ke thought maliciously in his heart, perhaps, the so-called post office might be a crematorium.

Open the box, the inside is the same as last time, it is as dark as a bottomless abyss, and nothing can be seen.

After reaching in and fumbling for a while, Zhao Ke took out stamps one by one from the box.