Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Otherwise, they wouldn't come out in such a swaggering way. As for the psychics in their boat shed, although Zhao Ke didn't see them, there was a faint burnt smell in the air, which already gave him an answer in his heart.

Zhao Ke noticed them, and he was naturally noticed by the others, all eyes staring at him.

Some were suspicious, some were contemptuous, and even Zhao Ke could feel that there seemed to be some unkind eyes in these eyes, looking back and forth at him.

What made them puzzled was why there was a psychic standing beside Zhao Ke.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

At this time, the ringing of bells made Zhao Ke's heart tense. Following the ringing, he saw the vermilion gate of Bai's house slowly opening, and there was a burst of music beating gongs and drums. Slowly carried into Bai's house.

Although it was obvious that their mission this time was to stop this yin marriage, but seeing the sedan chair being carried into the gate of the Bai family, no one dared to take any action.

The fate of the two postmen before is still vivid in my mind. If I want to go up and fight recklessly, relying on the postmen, I guess they can only court death.

"Cuilan, do you know how to go back to Yangjian?"

"Go back? Can't go back, our real bodies have been burned, how can we go back, master, why are you so confused?"

Hearing Cuilan's words, Zhao Ke frowned, and couldn't help cursing inwardly, "Damn it!"

The real difficulty of this task does not mean that it is as simple as destroying this yin marriage. The real difficulty of the task is to find a way to return to the yang world first.

At least until they find a way to leave, it is impossible for them to take any action at all, otherwise... What awaits them is an endless pursuit and being trapped in this place forever, until they become wandering ghosts.

Small boats began to berth at the pier near Bai's house one after another. Ke Zhao ate a mouthful of paper ashes first, and then followed Cuilan to get off the boat.

As soon as they got off the boat, they turned around and saw that the boat behind them began to sink, and it sank into the river in a blink of an eye, without a trace.

Obviously, the idea of ​​relying on a small boat and turning back again is not feasible.

"Hey, you guys come with me."

At this moment, a man in white filial piety walked up to Zhao Ke, with a blank expression on his face, he waved his hand and called Zhao Ke to follow.

"Master, that's the steward of the Bai family, let's follow quickly."

Cuilan was afraid that Zhao Ke would not understand, so she hurriedly urged Zhao Ke to follow.

As dowry psychics, Zhao Ke and the others were of course not qualified to go through the main entrance, but were led to a side entrance.

After arriving at a small courtyard, the steward of the Bai family pointed at him and said, "This is where you will stay in the future."

Cuilan looked at the small courtyard, walked to the side of the steward, took out a stack of paper money and stuffed it into the steward's hands calmly, and said with an apologetic smile, "The steward, our master..."

"Your master, there is no shortage of you servants. From now on, your task is to serve the masters and wives of the Bai family here. If anyone dares to neglect and be lazy, be careful that I will throw him into the Yellow Spring River."

Cuilan was taken aback when she heard the words, it seemed that it was different from what she thought, and she quickly said: "No, Master Steward, this...is not in compliance with the rules."

"rule?"

The steward smiled coldly, looked at Zhao Ke and the other psychics, and said with a bland smile: "In the Bai family, I am the rule."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

After Cuilan heard this, although she looked distressed, she nodded her head again and again.

"Today you stay here first, and I will arrange work for you tomorrow morning. Let me tell you, don't run around. If you go to the wrong place, even the king of hell can't save you."

The steward said, took a step and turned to leave.

After the steward left, Cuilan began to arrange the room. Zhao Ke turned around and saw several other postmen, who had no intention of gathering together for action.

Zhao Ke was not surprised by this, he had already been proved by Qi Liang before.

For a task, the more people participate together, the less rewards you will get. Obviously, it is a reward that you can get alone. If people participate and act together, the rewards will be divided up in the end, and it will only become less and less.

Instead of this, it is better to separate temporarily, and then make a decision whether to join forces after the situation becomes clear.

"master!"

At this time, Cuilan dragged Zhao Ke into a room, the room was not big, but it was very clean.

At this moment, Cuilan closed the door, looked back at Zhao Ke and said, "Master, it's time for us to rest." As Cuilan said, she slowly unbuttoned her chest, with a charming face Follow Zhao Ke to come over.

Chapter 23 The White House Kitchen (Big Chapter)

To be honest, Cuilan's appearance is not good-looking, but it is quite satisfactory, but she has a good figure, with a protruding front and a curved back, which is a good-looking figure.

But in Zhao Ke's heart, he couldn't have the slightest desire for her as a paper figurine.

"master!"

Seeing that Zhao Ke didn't move, Cuilan thought Zhao Ke was worried about the future, so she smiled and whispered in Zhao Ke's ear:

"Master, don't worry about the management of the Bai family. After seven days, our master will officially move into the Bai family. Our status will immediately rise."

"Seven days later?"

Zhao Ke's heart moved when he heard the words, the corners of his eyebrows raised slightly, he took the initiative to reach out his hand to stop Cuilan's waist, and touched Cuilan's body, it felt like touching an ice lump, and it was cold.

Zhao Ke gently lifted the broken hair on Cuilan's forehead with his fingers, and asked with a smile, "Why is it seven days later? Is today the big wedding?"

"If a living person gets married, of course they get married on the same day, but in our ghost marriage, it takes seven days to get married. That's what Yang Jian said, we can only get married after the first seven days."

Hearing Cuilan's words, Zhao Ke immediately understood that it seems that the duration of this task may be as long as seven days, and within seven days, as long as he finds a way to destroy this ghost marriage, he will be considered as completing the task.

If so... Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but have an idea in his heart, if he kills the bride or groom, wouldn't the task be successfully completed?

But intuition tells Zhao Ke, if this is the case, then this task is a bit too simple, there is no need to give them seven days, and they have to find a way to escape from the underworld, which is a headache for Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke witnessed the strength of the two postmen who were killed by the two flower girls before. I believe that the strength of the other postmen will never be worse. If the task is really that simple, then it would be a bit of a big deal. .

Seeing that Zhao Ke was engrossed in his thoughts, Cuilan couldn't help throwing herself into Zhao Ke's arms.

I saw that the buttons on her chest had been unbuttoned, and her white body was fully exposed in front of Zhao Ke.

With a charming smile, her hands couldn't help groping around Zhao Ke's body.

"Master, it's getting late."

"I'm tired today, how about another day."

"Another day! How about another day, sir, let's enjoy ourselves in time."

As she spoke, Cuilan slipped into Zhao Ke's arms, grabbed Zhao Ke's clothes with both hands, and lowered her head to untie Zhao Ke's pants.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke frowned, a hint of impatience emerged in his eyes, his eyes slightly narrowed into a straight line, staring coldly at Cuilan's throat, and a murderous intent gradually appeared on his sinister face.